Chapter 261: Papapapapa
Yang Mo turned around and left in front of more than 20,000 fans at the scene and hundreds of millions of fans around the world, expressing his dissatisfaction with his back.
The moment Yang Mo called for a timeout, the ESPN studio kept shouting, "Oh no, oh no!" Super Yang must be angry.
Sure enough, Yang Mo quickly announced that she would no longer play in a way that had never happened in NBA history, and took away nearly 15,000 to 16,000 fans at the scene.
"Is Yang too willful? Although he did play rather uncomfortably in this game, he can't leave the court in this way, right?" Hollins said in confusion.
"Personality. This is Young's personality. I have never seen him give in. He was isolated by his teammates tonight. With his personality, it is normal for him to strike directly." Chris Webber explained.
"In fact, it is very normal for All-Stars to be isolated. Michael was isolated by Isaiah Thomas and others. Karl Malone also told his teammates not to pass the ball to Kobe Bryant, and even asked the head coach to keep him on the bench. However, Jordan and Kobe did not express their protest by directly striking. Instead, they endured it silently and then retaliated against each other through their performance in the regular season." Reggie Miller talked about the league's secrets in detail, and he knew them all and was particularly familiar with them.
"Do you think David Stern will punish Young?" Hollins asked doubtfully.
"That shouldn't be the case. Young is also a victim, and he is the most influential person in the league today. He is the only one who can directly take away 80% of the audience in the stadium. If David Stern doesn't want to be scolded, he shouldn't issue a penalty ticket." Chris Webber analyzed seriously.
"I also tend not to punish him. Yang didn't do anything wrong, it's just that his behavior was too personalized." Reggie Miller also gave his opinion.
While the three of them were discussing, the game resumed. However, the ratings reported back from the front had dropped to the freezing point. With Super Yang gone, only the die-hard fans would continue to watch the game, and more than 80% of the other viewers were there for the superheroes.
There were only a few fans at the event, and the ratings were sluggish. This All-Star Game went from being the center of attention to being a lonely and forgotten place, which shows how far Yang Mo's influence is.
Yang Mo's current popularity is equal to Leonardo plus Stallone plus Beckham plus Edison Chen. With such a large popularity, how can he not be popular when playing basketball? His every move can certainly cause a tsunami-like shock. This is the superhero Super Yang!
Yang Mo didn't know that he could have such a big impact on the All-Star Game. The reason why he wanted to leave was because he really could n't stand it anymore. If it was just one or two players who were isolated, it would be fine, but now no one was passing the ball, how could we play? Were we just standing there stupidly and running back and forth?
Yang Mo walked back to the locker room, took a shower, changed his clothes and walked out. As soon as he walked out of the locker room, Liu Yifei called him and told him that she was waiting for him in the parking lot. Yang Mo immediately walked to the parking lot and turned off his phone. He didn't want to be disturbed by the outside world.
Liu Yifei's car was still parked in the familiar parking space, but this time there were no criminals.
After nearly two months, Liu Yifei saw Yang Mo again. Before she could say anything, tears began to fall unconsciously. Seeing her crying, Yang Mo's words of questioning disappeared in the wind. She walked up to her and hugged her.
"Why did you come to the United States?" Yang Mo asked softly.
"I came to see you." Liu Yifei answered in a low voice with her head down, her face full of shyness.
Yang Mo chuckled, and took advantage of the situation to grab her small waist, rubbing her smooth and delicate belly with his palm, and said with a sly smile: "Just take a look?"
Yang Mo's embrace and touch instantly made Liu Yifei even more shy, and her body softened a little, but she said firmly: "Yes, just take a look, and leave after that."
"Want to leave after seeing it? I'm sorry!" Yang Mo approached Liu Yifei ferociously and gave her a kiss on the chest. Then he hugged her by the waist, opened the car door, folded down the front seat, stuffed her in, and pounced on her.
"No, this isn't a good idea, is it?" Liu Yifei resisted.
Yang Mo closed the car door and said, "What's wrong with that? When you are deeply in love, you can't help yourself. Having sex in a car is also a kind of culture!"
As he spoke, he leaned forward and forcefully kissed her. At first, Liu Yifei was a little dodgy. But slowly, slowly... under Yang Mo's teasing, she forgot where she was and only knew how to cater to Yang Mo's demands.
Seeing Liu Yifei let down her guard, Yang Mo went straight to the point. As soon as she took off her clothes, she started having sex crazily.
At that moment, the vehicle began to vibrate crazily. At first, Liu Yifei tried to hold back her screams, but later on, she was so excited that she couldn't restrain herself anymore. She didn't care about the public place anymore and just let out her natural instincts and screamed.
The game was being played listlessly in the stadium, but in the parking lot there was a crazy, passionate and exciting battle. It was a full-scale, earth-shaking, and enjoyable fight.
A couple next door heard the noise and couldn't help but join in the fun, but they lost their nerve within ten minutes. They were still moving wildly, shouting with satisfaction and comfort.
This caused the unsatisfied girl to complain to her boyfriend: "Look at them, then look at yourself."
"It's not good to do it for too long. It's a sign of prostate disease." The man seemed to be arguing.
"I'd rather you were sick. You have a problem with your prostate, and your urine is bifurcated. How come I've never seen you so brave before?" The woman saw that he dared to quibble, and her momentum became even fiercer. He was not satisfied in the first place, and he was still making excuses. Isn't this just automatically walking into the trap?
The man knew that if he continued like this, he would be scolded to death. He quickly started the car and left. Otherwise, his girlfriend would get even more angry after hearing the other person's high-pitched and satisfied cry, and vent her endless anger on him.
Nearly twenty minutes after the couple left, the shaking of the car over there finally stopped after a sharp scream.
At this time, Liu Yifei was already exhausted and had no strength left. But Yang Mo was not affected at all. She lay beside him and thought silently for a while, then got up and started the car to rush to Liu Yifei's house.
Of course, the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms and slept until eleven o'clock.
At this time, the news of Yang Mo's strike had already been all over the world. If it was a sports website or sports newspaper, their attitude was mostly against or criticized Yang Mo's behavior, thinking that his behavior was obviously more personality than rules. Other media and newspapers all supported Yang Mo's strike, and some entertainment media even thought that Yang Mo should quit the NBA as soon as possible and go straight to filming, because filming is much more promising than playing basketball.
A large-scale discussion was also triggered on the Internet, but the focus of the discussion was not whether Yang Mo should strike or not, but to list all the players who did not pass the ball to Yang Mo and analyze the probability of them being taught a lesson and beaten by Yang Mo in the future.
No one thought that Yang Mo would let the matter go, and no one thought that he would not retaliate. After all, he was Super Yang! Super Yang was ruthless to his opponents!
On that list, Devin Harris was listed as the lowest level and the easiest player to be beaten, marked as one star, while LeBron James was listed as five stars, which is the highest difficulty.
Men's online discussions are all about this. Women, on the other hand, are full of love, posting pictures of Yang Mo walking naked to the player tunnel with sentimental words like "You'll Never Walk Alone," or posts expressing their sympathy for Yang Mo. If anyone dares to question Yang Mo's strike, they will immediately swarm over her. One third of them will greet her with swear words, one third will look for the attacker's weaknesses to counterattack the opponent, and another one third of the opponent will keep posting messages: You crazy haters, do you know how hard Super Yang works?
