Coach: Coaching the Grizzlies at the beginning, playing the bantam

The wedding day.

As Lu Yong was adjusting his bow tie for the third time in front of the vanity mirror, his phone suddenly vibrated.

The moment the screen lit up, he heard the makeup artist behind him gasp – it was a video call from Boss Cai.

"Lue, you'd better be in the hotel lobby right now." The Nets owner's laughter mingled with the sound of waves. "Durant is having a coconut water contest with Mitchell, and Porzingis's using the champagne tower as a three-point line!"

The groom in the mirror gave a wry smile, and the gold watch peeking out from his suit sleeve glittered in the sunlight.

This watch was a gift from Hannah after we won the championship last season. The back of the watch face is engraved with "To the man who changed basketball".

"Ten minutes left." Hannah pushed open the door and entered, the hem of her white wedding dress sweeping across the carpet.

Today, she styled her long hair into an elegant updo, with a few wisps of hair falling around her ears, just like when they first met.

Lu Yong nearly knocked over a perfume bottle on the dressing table when he turned around.

The man who had been strategizing on the sidelines of an NBA game stared at the diamond necklace adorning his fiancée's collarbone, and his throat suddenly tightened: "You...are so beautiful."

"More beautiful than winning the championship?" Hannah blinked and poked the championship badge on his suit with her fingertip.

She sewed it on herself, the stitches crooked but with great care.

Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass came from outside the corridor.

Lu Yong peeked out and saw Brunson hugging Mitchell's waist and slamming him against the champagne tower, while Durant held up his phone and broadcast live: "Family! This is the wedding scene of the championship coach!"

“They arrived three hours early.” The wedding planner rushed over with a walkie-talkie in hand. “Mr. Cai booked the entire ocean-view banquet hall, and Porzingis insisted on helping to set up the registration table, but ended up turning the guest list into… a three-point shooting leaderboard.”

Hannah covered her mouth and chuckled, but Lu Yong suddenly remembered something: "Have my parents arrived yet?"

"We just arrived ten minutes ago," the planner said in a low voice. "Your parents-in-law are currently discussing investments with Mr. Cai..."

Before the words were finished, exclamations came from the direction of the banquet hall.

Lu Yong and Hannah exchanged a glance, then lifted their skirts and ran in that direction.

As they passed through the archway adorned with blue and white roses, they saw Porzingis standing on a two-meter-high sign-in table, holding a backboard covered with names.

"Coach Lu!" The Latvian big man waved his marker. "How about a three-pointer to sign in?"

"Get down here!" Lu Yong was both annoyed and amused. "That's the guest list my father-in-law wrote!"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Durant turned his phone towards the camera: "See that? That's the kind of clout a championship coach has!"

The screen was filled with scrolling comments, with some people writing "Lu Yong's wedding live tutorial on the three-point sign-in method".

Hannah's parents squeezed through the crowd.

The British gentleman wore a bespoke suit, while his wife wore a pearl necklace; both held champagne glasses in their hands.

"Lu, we heard you brought the playoff playoff playoff strategy board?" Old Hannah blinked. "How about we set up a strategy on the spot?"

"Dad!" Hannah stamped her foot. "Today is my wedding day!"

"I know, I know." Old Hannah smiled and handed over the red envelope. "This is what your mother and I prepared... um, a Chinese blessing."

The red envelope was printed with a golden "囍" character and the Brooklyn Nets logo was embroidered on the edge.

Lu Yong's eyes suddenly felt hot.

He is an orphan.

At this moment, he is wearing a custom-made suit, with his beloved by his side, and the blessings of the entire basketball world before him.

"It's time to enter," the emcee's voice came through the microphone.

The top domestic host was adjusting his breathing through his headset when he said, "Distinguished guests, let's give a warm round of applause to welcome the greatest coach of this century and his bride!"

The lights in the banquet hall suddenly went out.

A spotlight shone on the end of the red carpet, and Lu Yong's palms were damp with sweat.

He heard the sound of the waves mixed with his heartbeat, and saw Hannah's father place his daughter's hand in his palm.

“Mr. Lu Yong,” old Hannah’s voice trembled, “I’m entrusting the most precious daughter in the world to you.”

"I will protect her for the rest of my life." Lu Yong's voice was steady, but no one knew that the muscles under his suit were trembling slightly.

This was a level of tension he had never experienced even in Game 7 of the Finals.

Hannah suddenly leaned close to his ear: "What's in your suit pocket?"

Lu Yong paused, then pulled out a crumpled piece of paper—a photo of the tactics board signed by the whole team in the locker room after winning the championship last season.

"I was thinking that if I got nervous, I could take a look..."

“Fool.” Hannah chuckled, tapping his chest with her fingertip. “You’ve already won.”

The emcee's voice rang out at the opportune moment: "Now, please have the bride and groom exchange rings!"

As Lu Yong slipped the diamond ring onto Hannah's ring finger, a chorus of shouts suddenly erupted in the banquet hall.

He turned his head and saw Durant, Mitchell, Porzingis, and Brunson standing in the first row of the stands, each holding a tactical board with the following words written on it in highlighter:

"TO LU: THE BEST COACH EVER"

"Blow the whistle!" Mitchell suddenly shouted. "We're ready to grab the rebound!"

The whole place burst into laughter.

Lu Yong wiped his eyes and gave the group of clowns a thumbs up.

Hannah seized the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek, and the flashbulbs went off instantly. "Now," the emcee raised his voice, "please let the groom kiss the bride!"

Just as Lu Yong was about to lower his head, the banquet hall door was suddenly pushed open.

Everyone turned to look, and saw Boss Cai leading a group of staff pushing in a three-tiered cake—the top tier of the cake was actually a miniature version of the Brooklyn Nets' championship trophy!
"Wait a minute!" Mr. Cai laughed and raised his champagne. "According to NBA tradition, the champion gets to open the champagne first!"

"Cai!" Lu Yong exclaimed, both amused and annoyed, "This is my wedding!"

"That's why we should celebrate even more!" Boss Cai twisted open the champagne bottle, and bubbles gushed out.

Durant immediately jumped up to catch the drink, while Mitchell used his clipboard as a shield.

Porzingis took the opportunity to smear the frosting from the cake on Brunson's face, and Brunson screamed and chased after him.

Hannah's parents laughed so hard they almost fell over.

The old lady whispered to her daughter, "This is much more interesting than a royal wedding in England!"

When the champagne tower was finally "conquered," Lu Yong and Hannah stood amidst the colorful ribbons and smiled at each other.

Outside the window, the sunset in Sanya turned the sea golden, just like the evening when they first met.

“Do you remember?” Hannah traced the champion badge on his suit with her fingertips. “You said you would take me to Sanya to see the sea.”

“Then I broke my promise.” Lu Yong held her hand. “I showed you the whole world of basketball.”

“No,” Hannah shook her head, “you showed me something more beautiful than basketball.”

She tiptoed and whispered in his ear, "Home."

The banquet hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked at the newlyweds, seeing the tears in Lu Yong's eyes and the happy smile on Hannah's face.

Mr. Cai quietly wiped his eyes, while Durant's hand holding the phone was trembling.

"Give me a kiss!" someone shouted.

"Kiss! Kiss!" The entire audience began chanting rhythmically.

Lu Yong took a deep breath and gently pulled Hannah into his arms.

When their lips touched, thunderous applause erupted in the banquet hall.

Flashes of light went off one after another, much like the spotlights on a sports field.

"I love you," Lu Yong whispered between kisses.

“Forever,” Hannah replied.

The emcee's voice choked with emotion: "Now, I declare Mr. Lu Yong and Ms. Hannah officially husband and wife!"

The champagne was opened again, and ribbons poured down from the ceiling.

Durant jumped onto the registration table and led everyone in singing and dancing, Mitchell smeared cake on Porzingis' face, and Brunson held up a tactical board as a microphone.

Mr. Cai secretly slipped a check into the red envelope, which read "1% stake in the Nets".

As night fell, Lu Yong and Hannah stood on the sea-view terrace.

In the distance, fishing lights twinkled, while nearby, laughter echoed from the banquet hall.

"Do you regret it?" Hannah suddenly asked.

Lu Yong pulled the crumpled tactical board photo out of his suit pocket.

“No,” he said softly, “you are the most perfect tactic of my life.”

Hannah smiled and leaned on his shoulder.

The sea breeze carries a salty, astringent scent.

They heard "We Are The Champions" playing in the banquet hall and saw Durant dancing with Mitchell while holding a champagne glass.

“Look,” Lu Yong pointed to the skyline, “that’s our future.”

"Is it more dazzling than a championship ring?"

"Even more dazzling."

Because there, there is basketball, there is love, there is home.

The banquet hall door was suddenly pushed open, and Brunson rushed out holding a microphone: "Bride and groom! Time to cut the cake!"

"Here you are!" Lu Yong laughed and took Hannah's hand.

As they entered the banquet hall, the entire audience rose to their feet and applauded once again.

Mr. Cai walked over with a glass of champagne, Durant handed Hannah a tactical board as a bouquet, and Porzingis sang a blessing song in Latvian.

“This is even crazier than winning the championship,” Lu Yong whispered in Hannah’s ear.

“But it’s even better,” Hannah responded.

Yes, even better.

Because on this night, champion coach Lu Yong won the most precious treasure of his life—love and family.

The sea breeze of Sanya will forever remember this romantic night.

Years later, when people talk about this wedding, they'll say, "That was the sweetest tactic in basketball history—a lifetime of happiness arranged with love." (End of Chapter)