Chapter 255: Still need to break the record
Seeing that Yang Mo stopped talking, Garnett laughed and said, "Are you thinking about how to beat up those two guys?"
"Do you still need to guess?" Yang Mo rolled his eyes at him unhappily, "I have never let go of anyone who provokes me."
"What about me?" Kevin Garnett pointed at himself and asked with a smile, "Are you going to beat me up too?"
"You were one of my idols when I was watching basketball, so I won't bully you. Haha!" Yang Mo laughed and joked, "But if you dare to trash-talk me again, I will definitely break all your bones."
"Well, that depends on your ability." Kevin Garnett raised his nose, and his dark face actually reflected the light above the aisle.
"Just wait, next year I will be better than you." Yang Mo said confidently.
Garnett was just about to say something to put Yang Mo's arrogance to rest when Iverson came out and shook hands with Yang Mo and bumped his chest with him. Then, he smiled and joked, "Hey, kid, aren't you afraid that those two guys will just shoot you with guns?"
"Which two are you talking about? The two inside?" Yang Mo said with some disdain.
"I'm talking about the two in Miami," Iverson said with a smile, "the two whose heads you blew up."
"Oh, I didn't have time to be afraid at that time. I just wanted to save people."
"You are awesome." Iverson gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely.
"How can it not be amazing? Myers from our team was forced to retire because of a block by him. The players who were knocked out by him on the spot this season can form a team. Oh, by the way, there is also a dynasty-level head coach, Phil Jackson." Garnett next to him complained unhappily.
"Luckily we are his teammates tonight. This guy even defeated a poor forward in the rookie game yesterday. I don't know who is going to be unlucky tonight. I hope it's Kobe Bryant." Iverson also echoed and complained about Yang Mo.
"I hope it's Shaquille O'Neal. If Shaquille gets knocked out on the spot, they might need a forklift to carry him out." Garnett also joked.
Yang Mo grew up watching these two people compete. He never thought that he would be able to fight side by side with his idol one day, and he never thought that his idol would complain about him like this. So , when he was squeezed by these two people, Yang Mo didn't mean to be angry at all, but laughed along.
When the three of them were chatting happily, a voice sounded from behind: "Hey Allen, Kevin, are you having fun?"
The three of them turned around and saw LeBron James, wearing a small suit, walking over with a big smile on his face, followed by Chris Bosh. From a distance, the two looked like a black bear leading a giraffe out of the zoo for a walk.
The two men walked over, simply ignored Yang Mo, chatted happily with Iverson and Garnett, then turned and walked into the locker room.
Yang Mo was fine. After they went in, Garnett asked quietly, "Yang, don't tell me you have a conflict with them."
"No. Apart from blocking James and dunking over Bosh, I have no contact with them at all." Yang Mo said calmly, "Maybe it's because I'm too popular recently and they envy me. After all, I'm now the man who scored 101 points in a single game."
In response to Yang Mo's boast, Garnett said unhappily, "You scored 101 points last night because of a lot of luck. You might not even have scored 20 points."
"Need I say more?" Yang Mo shrugged and said calmly, "They are all so jealous. I am lucky enough to be able to touch the basketball tonight."
"You can grab rebounds." Iverson suddenly made a suggestion: "If you can't be the scoring champion, you can be the rebounding champion tonight. If you can grab 30 rebounds and win the game, the MVP will definitely be yours."
"Eh..." Yang Mo nodded, and suddenly felt that this suggestion made sense. Anyway, the Eastern team didn't have many inside players, and everyone was just scoring and dunking. It was indeed a good idea for him to do the opposite and get more rebounds.
At this time, Kevin Garnett also showed great interest. He said excitedly, "I'll talk to Doug for you and ask him to keep you on the court longer. I'm looking forward to you getting 30 rebounds in the All-Star Game."
"Yeah, yeah, I can also miss a few more shots on purpose." Iverson said with interest.
There was a mischievous tone in the way these two spoke. It's amazing that they still have such childlike innocence at their age.
Yang Mo nodded with great gratitude for the help from the two idols, and clasped her hands together in a fist-holding salute: "Thank you, brothers, for your help."
"It's nothing. Just remember to treat us to a big meal." Iverson waved his hand in a particularly heroic manner. This was really not a big deal for them. They had long passed the age of competing for fame and fortune. Statistics were like clouds to them. They were almost tired of the All-Star Game.
After the three of them
Yang Mo was not uncomfortable with this. He occasionally grabbed rebounds, ran fast breaks, and played very leisurely. But he was secretly accumulating strength in his heart. He was waiting for the evening to make a big splash and let everyone see the power of his rebounding.
I scored 101 points last night and I'm going to break the rebounding record tonight to let everyone see the art of rebounding.
Compared with scoring, Yang Mo is more confident in rebounding, which is his specialty. Pat Riley was impressed by his rebounding ability and took the risk of using the eighth pick to select the unknown Yang Mo. Although Yang Mo has been practicing his scoring skills in the past month or two, he has not forgotten the rebounding skills that have long been integrated into his bones. Tonight is the time to show his prowess.
After practicing a few simple tactics, the joint training ended and everyone started to practice individually.
When all the stars were practicing shooting, Yang Mo quietly sat on the sidelines. Others thought that he had lost interest in the game due to deliberate isolation, but in fact Yang Mo was observing the shooting arcs of everyone. Rebounding is actually more of a test of IQ and on-the-spot reaction ability. The moment the attacker throws the basketball, the rebounder will automatically make calculations and analysis in his mind, and then determine where the basketball will land and where it will bounce. The talented ones can guess the landing point, and the more amazing ones can calculate the direction of the rebound. However, Yang Mo can accurately calculate the exact area after the basketball bounces, and can even predict the highest point of the basketball rebound, and how much force is needed to clamp the opponent to form a regional barrier and easily grab the rebound.
This can be said to be a talent for rebounding, or a talent for mathematics.
Players who can grab rebounds to the extreme generally have good IQs.
Yang Mo watched for nearly 20 minutes and basically figured out everyone's shooting strength and arc. At this time, the official opened up pre-match interviews to reporters.
In an instant, all the reporters rushed to Yang Mo and formed a circle of people around him. The other players were almost empty. This was why they hated Yang Mo. Yang Mo was like a black hole. As soon as he appeared, he would take away everyone's light. No one could bear this psychological gap, so they wanted to isolate Yang Mo.
Faced with so many interviews from reporters, Yang Mo had no choice but to step on a chair next to her and hold nearly fifty or sixty microphones to accept the interviews.
Most of the interviews were asking Yang Mo what miracle she would create tonight. Yang Mo's answer was very simple: Let's wait and see!
As for other questions, Yang Mo either avoided them or was vague. When the reporter asked whether Christine's dinner with four strong men would have any impact on him, Yang Mo laughed and said, "No, absolutely not."
Because he knew who the so-called four tough guys were.
After half an hour of banter, the league staff cleared the area, all reporters were asked to leave, and the players returned to the locker room to prepare for the game.
When returning to the locker room, Dwyane Wade pulled Yang Mo to the back and reminded him quietly: "Yang, I found that the other All-Stars seem to have some opinions about you. You may not be able to shoot as crazy as you did last night tonight."
"Yeah, I know." Yang Mo smiled and nodded, saying, "They are all isolating me, but it doesn't matter, I will win the game in my own way."
Wade heard Yang Mo's solemn words and thought that he was going to make a comeback again, so he quickly reminded him: "Don't play the counter-isolation game like you did last night. This is not the rookie game. You won't have four helpers, and the head coach is Doc Rivers."
"I know. Don't worry. I won't solve the problem with violence."
"Well, then I feel relieved. I think you should still show kindness to everyone. No one really hates you. They just feel a little unbalanced and think that you have stolen their limelight." Wade continued.
"I don't want to be friends with them." Yang Mo answered firmly: "The vast majority of the players here, except for a few senior players, are the core players of other teams. Whether they like me or not, they are all my enemies. How can I show kindness to my enemies?"
Yang Mo was so determined that Wade couldn't say anything. After all, everyone has his or her own attitude towards life.
