Chapter 198 Kobe Visits His Grave
Soon, the security personnel came over and asked the reporter, who was not very cooperative with the interview, to leave the press conference hall.
After the reporter left, a white woman stood up and asked a slightly professional question: "You have copied Kobe's scoring moves in this game. Are you a fan of Kobe? Do you often watch his videos?"
"I used to be his fan. But I didn't learn that move from a video. Kobe taught it to me personally. The day before yesterday afternoon, I went to his private training gym and practiced basketball with him for an entire afternoon. He selflessly taught me some moves, including the one today. Anyway, he is still a good person." Yang Mo replied with a smile.
After hearing this answer, the reporters couldn't help but murmur a little. They didn't expect Kobe to teach Yang Mo skills, and Yang Mo used the skills taught by Kobe to beat the Lakers. Isn't this... shooting himself in the foot?
"So, are you very familiar with Kobe?" the reporter continued to ask.
"Not familiar with each other. I've only met him twice."
"Then how can he teach you offensive techniques?" the reporter asked very curiously. This question expressed the thoughts of everyone.
"I don't know." Yang Mo shook his head and said, "That's what we need to ask Kobe. By the way, let me remind you that I have already answered five questions."
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There was some commotion below. Everyone wanted to get one of the five questions below. Soon an Asian man stood up and said in Korean-accented English: "Yang, I am Korean. Can you please say hello to the Korean fans who love you?"
"Of course." Yang Mo nodded and said with a smile: "Hello, Korean fans, I am Yang Mo. I will come to see you if I have the chance."
After Yang Mo finished speaking, the Korean man wanted to continue asking questions, but the black reporter next to him quickly snatched the microphone away. None of the reporters present liked to hear him ask such stupid questions. Now there were only four chances left. If this guy asked another nonsense like "Do you like Korea?", wouldn't it be another wasted chance?
"Yang, you grabbed 24 rebounds tonight over Bynum and Gasol. Do you think it was a coincidence or an inevitable result?" The question asked by the black reporter was the most professional one.
"It's both accidental and inevitable, but it's inseparable from my hard work. However, I have a suggestion for the Lakers: trade Bynum, he is not suitable for the Lakers." Yang Mo gave a free suggestion while answering the question.
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar at the scene. The black reporter saw someone trying to grab the microphone and quickly asked, "So what is your reason? After all, Bynum is our future core. Why do you want to trade him?"
"Don't you think he doesn't have even one outstanding advantage?" Yang Mo asked back without saying anything more.
The black man wanted to continue talking about this question, but a Chinese reporter grabbed the microphone and asked in Chinese: "Yang Mo, I am a reporter from China. Are you willing to play for my country? Also, what do you think are your advantages in the NBA? Finally, I would like to ask you on behalf of the majority of fans, what is the secret of your success?"
This is a typical Chinese question.
Yang Mo smiled helplessly upon hearing this. It really had no nutritional value at all. In order to save everyone's time, he could only say to him, "I accepted an exclusive interview with the Basketball Pioneer the day before yesterday. These issues were all mentioned. You can buy a newspaper and read it then and you will understand everything."
The reporter wanted to ask more questions, but the press officer took the microphone and passed it to a beautiful reporter sitting opposite. It seems that the press officer also loves beautiful women.
The beautiful reporter stood up, smiled sweetly, and then asked, "I'm a reporter from American Entertainment. I seem to have walked into the wrong press conference room. But I still have a question for you. Is your relationship with Kristen real? Also, is Jessica from Girls' Generation really your girlfriend? Aren't they just a fake couple put together to resolve the public opinion crisis? Finally, what type of girls do you like?"
After the beauty asked this series of questions, all the reporters, including the press officer, were dumbfounded: the last precious opportunity to ask questions was actually given to an entertainment reporter who came to the wrong place?
Yang Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Regarding the relationship with Kristen, everything is subject to her statement. Jessica is indeed my girlfriend, and we have a good relationship. There is one last question. First of all, I like Oriental women. Secondly, I like girls with their own special personalities. They can be gentle, cute, or strong. It doesn't matter as long as they have personality. Also, they can't be selfish and have a broad mind. Finally, it would be best if she likes me when I like her."
After Yang Mo finished answering the questions, she immediately stood up and left. The reporters wanted to ask more questions, but Yang Mo ignored them and said she would only answer ten questions.
Coming out of the press conference room, I bumped into Kobe Bryant, who still looked unhappy. It was obvious that he could not accept this defeat.
"Hey, Kobe, your car keys." Yang Mo took out Kobe's car keys from his trouser pocket and handed them to him.
Kobe took the key, forced a smile, and said, "Congratulations on your victory tonight. Next time we meet, I will definitely kick your ass."
"There may be no chance this season unless we make it to the finals at the same time," Yang Mo said with a smile.
"I'll wait for you in the finals. As for whether you can come, that's up to you." Kobe said arrogantly, as if he was sure to win the championship this year.
"I...I don't think we have a chance." Yang Mo said very honestly.
Kobe was a little surprised when he heard this: "This is not your style. Don't you like to be in the spotlight the most?"
"As long as I can guarantee to do what I say, I definitely won't mind being in the spotlight. For example, tonight, I dared to say before the game that I could definitely beat you. But making it to the finals is too impossible. You have seen our lineup." Yang Mo said very honestly.
But his honesty made Kobe a little unhappy: What does this mean? You mean it's easier to beat us than to make it to the finals? Does that mean we still can't win the championship this year?
At this moment, the cell phone in Yang Mo's pocket rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Liu Yifei calling. She quickly gestured to Kobe to let her answer the call first.
Seeing that Yang Mo was very busy, Kobe patted him on the shoulder, said "Come on!", and walked quickly towards the press conference. His steps were heavy, as if he was going to a grave.
Yang Mo looked at his struggling back, smiled, and then pressed the answer button.
