Chapter 256: Strong Opening
Soon, time slipped into the night. When the lights of the whole city of Los Angeles were flashing, the Staples Center was also filled with people. When the stadium was still performing warm-up performances, someone took the lead and spontaneously shouted Yang Mo's name: Super Yang! Super Yang! Super Yang!
The sound waves were growing louder and more uniform.
It sounded like the Staples Center was Super Yang's solo concert tonight. But in fact, most people didn't come for basketball, they just came to see Super Yang.
The sound echoed in every corner of the arena, and of course the players resting in the locker room also heard it. After hearing it, they all looked uncomfortable, because Yang Mo once again focused all the attention on him. The All-Star Game should be a stage , but now, it seems more like Super Yang's personal concert.
Yang Mo was very . There is no love without reason in this world. I must have done something that others cannot do, so so many people fell madly in love with me. This is a very fair thing. If you pay, you will get something.
After Doc Rivers finished explaining the simple tactics, the league staff came over and asked the players to go to the player tunnel to prepare to play.
While waiting outside the player tunnel, the staff specially rearranged the positions of the five starting players. LeBron James, who was originally standing at the last position, was invited to the first position of the starting five, while Yang Mo, who was standing between Iverson and Howard, was placed in the final position.
The arrangement is very obvious, Yang Mo is the finale protagonist of tonight.
This made LeBron James very upset. He was regarded as a favored child when he entered the league. Since Yang Mo came out of nowhere, he felt that he was being held back everywhere. First, he was humiliated by Yang Mo's frontal block, and then this guy beat him in the All-Star vote, and then he was severely beaten in the endorsement contract. Now, even the finale position has been taken away from him.
"Sir, are you sure you didn't remember it wrong?" LeBron James pulled the staff aside and emphasized again.
"No." The staff nodded confidently and said, "In the official appearance list, Super Yang is indeed ranked last, probably because he has the most votes. He also set a scoring record last night, so having him be the last is more in line with the wishes of the fans outside."
"Are you sure those screaming girls outside are fans? Don't you think they are more like here to watch the concert?" LeBron James argued unhappily.
James had previously raised questions about the rankings, and Yang Mo had tolerated it. Now that he mentioned the fans, Yang Mo finally couldn't help but stepped forward and said bluntly, "Whether they came to watch basketball or to see me, they all bought their own tickets and came in through reasonable and legal procedures. As performers, we should respect the wishes of the audience."
As soon as Yang Mo stood up, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
LeBron James glanced at Yang Mo and found that Yang Mo's eyes were cold and sharp, as if he was going to fight. He subconsciously dodged her gaze, gritted his teeth slightly, and automatically walked to the front to wait for the DJ's introduction.
James gave in and stopped talking, and Yang Mo also kept quiet. He is not a mad dog, and he does not have the habit of biting anyone he catches. But if anyone dares to provoke him, he will definitely fight to the death. He does not care whether you are the emperor's favorite, the future of the league, or the heir of No. 23.
After the DJ introduced all the Western Conference All-Stars, he finally started introducing the Eastern Conference All-Stars. After briefly introducing all the substitutes, he finally started introducing the All-Star starters: "Next, let us welcome LeBron James, the forward from Cleveland, wearing the No. 23 jersey..."
LeBron James' appearance triggered a sparse applause, and everyone was waiting for Super Yang with bated breath. As for LBJ, no one had time to care. They didn't care how comprehensive LeBron James' basketball statistics were. What they cared about was how the superhero Super Yang would appear tonight.
After LeBron James, it was Iverson, Howard, and Wade. Finally, it was Yang Mo's turn: "Finally, let's welcome the superhero from Miami with the warmest cheers, super yanggggggggg!!!"
Before the DJ finished his last shout, the audience began to shout in unison: Super Yang! Super Yang! Super Yang!
In an instant, the atmosphere reached its climax of the night.
When Yang Mo walked out of the player tunnel, countless sharp soprano voices rang out... Ah! Ah! Ah!
Amidst these excited screams, Yang Mo kept waving around, which triggered even sharper screams and cheers.
At this time, Yang Mo was a superstar among superstars, and it felt like she had arrived at a Michael Jackson concert at his peak.
Soon, a fan fainted in the stadium due to the craziness. Fortunately, the organizer was prepared and immediately sent medical staff to carry her out for treatment.
In this crazy scene, Yang Mo had to stretch out her hand to signal them to calm down and avoid any accidents.
Under Yang Mo's command, the heated Staples Center finally slowly regained a bit of calm.
When the arena calmed down, the game officially started as arranged. When the players from both sides greeted each other, Kobe Bryant said to Yang Mo with jealousy: "Yang, I have never seen such a crazy scene in my life. Why don't you come to play for our Lakers next season? The people of Los Angeles need you so much."
"Aren't you afraid that I will play basketball with you and learn all your special skills?" Yang Mo joked with a smile.
"As long as you come over, I will teach you all my skills, and I will definitely make you the strongest attacker on the planet. Moreover, if we join hands, we can win at least ten championships. By then, we will split the ten finals MVPs in half, so it doesn't matter if you get two more. Our Los Angeles is much more prosperous than Miami. Come on, man, the big city is the most suitable stage for you." Kobe Bryant excitedly drew a beautiful blueprint for Yang Mo.
Yang Mo laughed when he heard this, and Yao Ming next to him said, "Kobe, aren't you afraid that Yang will grow up and take away your core position?"
"Core position? As long as he can beat me in the team training match, I will give him the core position." Kobe Bryant said with great confidence: "But he still can't beat me within three years."
"Three years? Two years will be enough." Yang Mo was more confident than him.
"Then come to the Lakers. I want to see how you can beat me in two years." Seeing that Yang Mo was serious, Kobe Bryant immediately started to provoke him again.
"I..." Yang Mo subconsciously wanted to agree, but when the words were about to burst out of his throat, he changed his mind and thought that he was still a Miami player, so he said, "Don't try to trick me."
"Why would I lie to you? I'm serious."
At this time, the referee had already blew the whistle to start the game. Yao Ming quickly ran to the center line and prepared to jump for the ball with Howard. Yang Mo also quickly walked to his old rival Stoudemire.
drop!
The referee blew the whistle and threw the basketball into the sky, bang!
Howard jumped up quickly and passed the ball to Iverson. As soon as Iverson received the ball, Yang Mo quickly rushed to the front court and instantly opened up an open space for him. There was no one in front of Yang Mo, and Iverson did not hesitate at all and directly passed the ball in. Yang Mo received the ball and smashed it directly on the backboard, then rushed up to receive the rebound and swung it hard... Boom!
A powerful windmill dunk shocked everyone. The Staples Center, which had just calmed down, became hot again. All the fans immediately shouted Yang Mo's name at the top of their lungs: Super Yang! Super Yang!
Amid the unanimous cheers from the audience, Yang Mo raised his arms high, rushed to the technical desk, and roared in response: "Thank you, you are the best fans in the world!"
Suddenly, the cheers became louder.
