Chapter 173 This Bad Boy
About a minute later, ding dong, ding dong!
The doorbell rang, and Yang Mo asked Wang Tuo to open the door. Wang Tuo ran over to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Kobe Bryant, wearing sportswear, walked in with a black bag full of autographs. As soon as he came in, he put the bag of autographed photos on the table in front of Yang Mo: "Hey, here are a thousand autographed photos. Let's play another game now. This time I'll throw first."
The first thing Kobe Bryant talked about was the game , and he looked very serious, as if he was taking it very seriously.
Yang Mo was a little slow to react. Although he knew that this guy was obsessed with victory, he would definitely find ways to win back if he lost once.
But Yang Mo did not intend to meet his request. He just shrugged and said calmly, "One thousand autographed photos are enough for me. I don't need another thousand. I am not a greedy person."
Seeing that Yang Mo rejected his challenge, Kobe quickly said, "We can play something else. You are avoiding a duel with me, is it because you are afraid of me?"
"You don't need to provoke me. I won't be fooled by you." Yang Mo was not affected by his provocation at all and just let him say whatever he said.
Seeing that Yang Mo was determined not to challenge him, Kobe Bryant gritted his teeth and had to settle for the next best thing: "Then let me see the post-up singles that Michael Jordan taught you, and see who is better, me or you."
"That must be my strength." Yang Mo laughed and said proudly, "I learned this myself, but you learned it from watching a video. Mine is a collector's edition, and yours is a knockoff."
"You talk so loudly, then come with me and try it." Kobe Bryant didn't waste time talking to Yang Mo. He took Yang Mo's hand and went to practice.
Kobe Bryant is really obsessed with basketball. Looking at his attitude today, he must ask Yang Mo to play with him.
However, Yang Mo had a party in the evening and was afraid of wasting time. He quickly used Wang Tuo as an excuse: "I am accepting an interview with him. I really can't go. I don't have time."
Yang Mo brought up Wang Tuo , but Wang Tuo was a die-hard Kobe fan. Before Kobe could say anything, he had already defected and said to Kobe Bryant in English, "Actually, the interview is almost over. I can go to the training hall with you. I just want to take some pictures of the training hall."
Wang Tuo compromised so well that Kobe Bryant immediately smiled and patted his shoulder: "Very good, I can make an exception and take you to my private training gym today."
Wang Tuo was patted on the shoulder by his idol and praised by him. He was so happy that his steps became weak. However, he still did not forget his professional qualities as a reporter. He looked at Kobe eagerly and said, "Can I do an interview with you as well?"
"If there is time, of course." Kobe Bryant agreed.
Seeing that Kobe agreed to interview him, Wang Tuo immediately took Yang Mo's hand without hesitation: "Yang Mo, let's go, let's go to the stadium for the interview!"
Yang Mo wanted to strangle this guy to death immediately after he pulled her like this. He was used to block others, but he not only didn't help, but turned around and helped others tie him up. Man, we are compatriots!
But to Kobe fan Wang Tuo, his idol is the most important thing in the world. Let alone his compatriots, even his brothers, he would resolutely sell them out to please Kobe.
"There's no reason now, right? Yang!" Kobe Bryant made a gesture of invitation.
There was no other way, Yang Mo could only bite the bullet and move forward. After walking two steps, he turned back and said to Lu Xueman in Chinese: "Aren't you going to keep me?"
Yang Mo regarded Lu Xueman as the last straw, but Lu Xueman resolutely stepped Yang Mo into the mud pit. She replied in English: "I don't have anything else to do, you go and get busy!"
It's over. Now there are really no more excuses.
Yang Mo sighed helplessly and followed Kobe out.
After going downstairs, he took Wang Tuo into the SUV driven by Kobe and headed straight to the stadium.
Arriving at the gym, Kobe Bryant immediately said to Yang Mo: "Let me try the post-up singles that Michael taught you first."
Hearing this, Yang Mo decisively refused and said, "Before I let you see Jordan's special skills, you have to tell me the rhythm of the fadeaway jump shot. This is what bothers me the most right now."
"It's no use telling you. Everyone's shooting rhythm is different. Only what you figure out by yourself is the most suitable for you." Kobe Bryant instructed Yang .
Yang Mo was very stubborn and said, "I just want to learn how to turn around and shoot a fadeaway." Because his biggest problem now is the hit rate of the fadeaway jump shot. What he actually wants to learn from Kobe is how to shoot from mid-range. Asking about the so-called rhythm is just a feint. After all, if you ask someone directly how to shoot, they may not tell you.
"Hey." Seeing Yang Mo's insistence, Kobe Bryant walked over and leaned on Yang Mo, saying, "This is the center-axis foot. Turn like this, jump up, use the waist to exert force, throw the ball gently with your fingers, and press your wrist a little bit..."
When Kobe mentioned pressing the wrist, Yang Mo immediately asked, "How do you press it?"
"Yeah, that's it." Kobe didn't realize Yang Mo was trying to steal his skills, and explained carefully: "The degree of wrist pressure should be coordinated with the degree of your backward leaning. The greater the degree of your backward leaning, the harder you should press your wrist. And it's best to press inwards, so that the accuracy will be much higher."
As he said that, he turned around and threw the ball... Swoosh! As expected, the arc of the throw was very beautiful.
Yang Mo looked at it, thinking about it, and quickly copied it... Bang! Although it was a work of ironwork, Yang Mo seemed to have found a trick.
I practiced several more times quickly, and when I got to the third one, I finally made the shot. The arc was very beautiful, and it was a hollow shot into the net.
At this time, the simple Kobe finally understood something. He patted Yang Mo on the shoulder and said, "You bad boy, it turns out you want to learn how to shoot from me, not the rhythm."
Kobe exposed Yang Mo's little plot, and he couldn't help but laugh twice, and said awkwardly: "How about this, I will also teach you how to grab rebounds, okay?"
"Fuck you, I'm a shooting guard." Kobe Bryant said unhappily, and then added: "But if you practice 100 post-ups with me, I might forgive you."
"One hundred?"
