Chapter 216: Mouth Cannon All-Star
"Why not? Don't you like me anymore?" Christine answered in confusion on the other end.
"It doesn't matter whether I like him or not, it's just not allowed." Yang Mo answered very firmly. While answering the question with her mouth, she quickly found a reason in her head: "According to our Chinese etiquette, if you are not married, the woman cannot go to the man's house. You can't even have sex before marriage."
"We can register for marriage right away!" Christine said quickly. She didn't hesitate at all. She had fallen in love with Yang Mo wholeheartedly.
"..." Yang Mo didn't expect the girl to answer so quickly and without thinking. In fact, deep down, Yang Mo actually regarded her as a sex partner more, and now suddenly talking about marriage, he couldn't help but be speechless.
"Do you agree?" Christine's words came again.
"Uh... no." Yang Mo quickly shook his head to deny it, and explained emphatically: "Marriage is the most important thing in life in China. The bride and groom must go through a long period of contact and get the blessings of their parents and relatives before they decide whether to enter into marriage."
"Well...we...ok then, I'll book a room and wait for you." Christine was convinced by Yang Mo's reason. If she wanted to become a Chinese daughter-in-law, she had to follow Chinese customs.
"I may not be available today. Our team needs to practice new tactics and hold an internal team meeting in the evening, so..."
Yang Mo wanted to shirk responsibility, but Kristen on the other side had already spoken very affectionately: "It doesn't matter, no matter how late it is, I can wait, and I will leave a light on for you."
Kristen had said so much, what else could Yang Mo say? She could only nod and agree: "Okay."
Then they kissed each other through the phone and hung up.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Then he went to wash up, put on his sportswear, and walked out. When he came to the hall, the three Lu family members were already sitting at the long table eating breakfast. Seeing Yang Mo, Lu's mother quickly called Yang Mo over. As soon as Yang Mo sat down, he was faced with a plate of fragrant Yangzhou fried rice.
She quickly took two bites. Hmm, it was delicious. This was a delicacy for Yang Mo, who hadn't eaten authentic Chinese food for more than half a year. After chewing a few bites, she gobbled it up.
Seeing Yang Mo eating like this, Mother Lu was very happy, but she kept persuading her, "Child, eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you. If you want to eat more, Mom will cook it for you!"
When Mother Lu said the word "Mom", Lu Xuefei next to her was frightened, but Lu Xueman opposite her glared at her. She quickly changed her words: "Auntie will fry it for you."
However, Yang Mo did not notice the change in the wording of Lu's mother's tone, he was just busy eating.
After wolfing down a plate of rice, he picked up the plate, licked his face and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's so delicious, how can your cooking skills be so exquisite?"
"Flatterer." Lu Xueman beside her muttered in her heart.
"I'll fry you another dish." Mother Lu happily picked up Yang Mo's plate and walked towards the kitchen. For a middle-aged person, her greatest comfort is that her children like to eat the food she cooks.
After Mother Lu left happily, Lu Xueman turned her head and said to Yang Mo unhappily, "Hey, you are really good at flattering people, aren't you? Xuefei, do you think it's so delicious?"
"I've been eating this since I was a child, and I really can't tell the difference." Lu Xuefei shook her head.
"Yeah, I don't feel that way either." Lu Xueman pointed at Yang Mo and said, "Just keep flattering me. One day, I'll turn you into Yangzhou fried rice."
"It's better to have Yangzhou fried rice than American steak, and it's medium rare. At least I can be considered to have died for my country." Yang Mo said very frankly and proudly.
Puff!
Lu Xuefei on the opposite side couldn't help laughing out loud: "Brother-in-law, you are so funny!"
"Xue Fei, I'm telling you again, I have nothing to do with him." Lu Xueman reiterated unhappily, "Sister, please don't be like mom, meddling in other people's affairs all day long."
"Sister, if you really have nothing to do with my brother-in-law, then I'll do it!" Lu Xuefei blinked playfully twice, and said half seriously and half jokingly: "Such a good man, we can't let the fat water go to waste."
Hearing what Lu Xuefei said, Lu Xueman became anxious and quickly said, "You must not be with him. He is not a good man."
"You still say we're not a couple, but you look so red in the face. From childhood to adulthood, every time you snatch something from me, your face gets red with anxiety." Lu Xuefei pouted, and said with a little disappointment: "Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you. I don't want to snatch things from you when I grow up."
Hearing this, Yang Mo subconsciously glanced at Lu Xueman, and his cheeks were indeed as red as a monkey's butt. He couldn't help but feel a little happy, which proved from another side that Lu Xueman was interested in him. However, what puzzled Yang Mo was: What did this little girl Lu Xuefei mean?
While Yang Mo was confused, Lu's mother brought a plate of fried rice, which was very delicious. Yang Mo took it and quickly finished it. After eating this plate, she was 90% full. Originally, Lu's mother wanted to fry some for Yang Mo, but Yang Mo resisted her appetite and stood up to say goodbye and went to the training hall to practice.
Before leaving, Lu Xuefei brought a Wade jersey and asked Yang Mo to get an autograph for her. Yang Mo agreed immediately, thinking it was just a piece of cake. Before getting in the car, Lu Xuefei memorized Yang Mo's phone number and made an emergency contact.
After waving goodbye to the three mothers and daughters of the Lu family, he drove quickly to the training hall. On the way to the front court training hall, he habitually turned on the radio and listened to the sports channel. There was no other reason. He just wanted to listen to how those so-called commentators and experts criticized him. This was Yang Mo's bad taste. It was also the source of Yang Mo's forging ahead. He liked to use this negative energy to inspire himself.
However, the topic of today's news is not the criticism from those commentators, but the accusations against Yang Mo by other Eastern Conference forwards.
As soon as Yang Mo was listed as a forward for the Eastern Conference in the All-Star Game, he immediately crushed everyone else after voting started, including LeBron James, who was left far behind. This aroused the dissatisfaction of many players who dreamed of entering the All-Star Game.
For example, Rashard Lewis openly stated: "The Miami kid is just relying on his popularity in Asia. If he enters the All-Star Game, it will be the biggest joke of this All-Star Game."
There is also John Smith of the Hawks, who was also very direct in his words: "This is unfair. The NBA is an American NBA. There shouldn't be a group of Asians dominating the voting results. I think this is the stupidest decision Stern has ever made. It would be terrible if the guy in Miami held Asian popularity hostage to enter the All-Star Game."
Rashard Lewis? About Ten Smith?
Yang Mo silently recited these two names in his heart, and then tried to search for their performance on the court. He slapped the steering wheel and cursed angrily: " What ? What qualifications do they have?"
When Yang Mo thought that these two people were nothing, another voice came from the radio: "Finals MVP Paul Pierce also thinks that this voting mechanism is unfair. He said that there are only two All-Star starting forward positions , and LeBron James will definitely occupy one. If the other one is taken by Yang, then what is Kevin and him?"
