Chapter 341: Youthful Vigor
As the two exchanged words, the game gradually became clear. Although the Jordanian team was a tough nut to crack, it was not enough . In the second half of the fourth quarter, the Chinese team took control of the situation on the court and eventually defeated their opponents 75:66.
After the game, under the leadership of Yao Ming, Yang Mo went to the Chinese team's locker room. The Chinese team's locker room became jubilant because of the victory. Everyone was talking and laughing. They had forgotten the shortcomings shown in the team and only remembered that they were the winners of this game.
When Yang Mo saw this, he immediately shook his head. He felt that this team lacked character and the strength to unite. This loose atmosphere was even worse than the original Miami Heat. Yang Mo looked around and saw that almost all the veteran players were joking. Yi Jianlian, the core of the team, was sitting in the corner changing clothes like a rookie, without any domineering attitude.
The latest young coach Guo Shiqiang does not seem to have enough prestige to intimidate these national team bosses. After all, many of the players were once his teammates. In fact, when he was a player, his status in the team was not as high as some of the players. How can he convince the public?
A mass of loose sand! A mass of loose sand!
Yang Mo took two deep breaths and suppressed the anger in his heart. He also knew that now was not the time to lose his temper.
"Hello everyone, nice to see you again. Do you remember me?" Yang Mo walked to the center of the locker room, clapped his hands, tried his best to smile, and asked in a kind tone.
How could those national team bosses not know this arrogant guy who didn't piss on them in Donghua City back then? But now this guy is no longer the unknown person he was back then. He has suddenly become the number one basketball player in China and an international superstar. The movies he made have sold more than 1 billion US dollars. Damn, he is also a shareholder of Nike. He is so damn lucky! But fortunately, his foot is broken, and I believe it is not so bad now.
Although the people who were chatting and laughing turned their heads, they did not express welcome. Obviously, they still had prejudices against this rookie in the national team who suddenly emerged.
Yao Ming, who was standing next to them, saw this and immediately took the lead in applauding. He said, "Come on, welcome everyone. From now on, Yang Mo is our new core player, and I have retired after completing my mission. Everyone should follow Yang Mo and work hard to break the history we created before and win a World Championship medal or an Olympic medal."
Yao Ming's words brought Yang Mo sparse applause and more hostility.
The core? Just him? An idol player was ruined by a foot?
Yang Mo could clearly see everyone's hostility, so he simply stopped pretending to be gentle and courteous. He picked up a chair from the side and sat in the middle of the locker room. He crossed his legs and looked very arrogant. He said very proudly: "I know what you are thinking, especially those who have been defeated by me. You are hating me and envious of me. You think I am a sudden emergence and that I earn thousands of times more than you. You must be thinking about how to use the experience of the national team to suppress me and how to join hands to deal with me. But do you think you can really suppress me? I watched your game today, and I can describe it in one word: bad! In one word, terrible!"
Yang Mo's words were very direct and sharp.
This immediately caused an old veteran to stand up and retort: "What qualifications do you have to criticize us?"
"Qualification?" Yang Mo sneered, "Does the 50 million dollar contract I just got from the New York Knicks count as qualification? I can score 50 points in an NBA game, can you guys do that?"
"But that's all in the past. Your legs are broken now..."
Before the questioning voice was finished, Yang Mo suddenly stood up and kicked in the air... Bang! He kicked the locker room next door through, and the wooden board flew across. No one even saw how he kicked, but saw Yang Mo sitting back in his seat while the wooden board flew across.
"Anyone of you can try. If a useless person like me can do it, you can do it too." Yang Mo patted the sawdust on his right foot and said with disdain.
At this moment, everyone was a little stunned. This wooden board was three centimeters thick and was made of reinforced pressure composite board. Yet it could be pierced through with just one kick. Isn't this force too terrifying?
The national team players were shocked by the strength, but Yao Ming was dumbfounded by the explosive power. Even a black man might not be able to do this kind of explosive power to jump up and kick out quickly. How come this guy's athletic ability did not decrease but became even stronger after being injured?
"Now I don't care whether you are convinced or not, I will definitely win tomorrow's game. If you are willing to help, I welcome it. If you don't want to help, I have no objection, but the fans have sharp eyes, and your name will definitely not be on the next national team, unless they would rather have idle hooligans like you and give up on me, a big star who can change the fate of the team single-handedly." Yang Mo said this, turned around and walked out.
Everyone was left looking at each other in bewilderment. They had not expected that Yang Mo, a rookie, would dare to use the killing stick as soon as he came in. Too arrogant! But... On second thought, this guy did have a reason to be arrogant. Now the whole of China is waiting for him to save the Chinese team. As long as he can maintain a high level of performance, he will definitely be the core of the national team in the next ten years. He can naturally eliminate whoever he wants to eliminate. Everything depends on his will. After all, the higher-ups require results, and he is definitely the biggest guarantee of results.
After Yang Mo turned and left, Yao Ming did not follow him out immediately, but stayed and said meaningfully: "Everyone, our new core is a little arrogant, but this is exactly what our Chinese team needs. Maybe some people think that he is not as strong as before after the injury, but I can guarantee that the New York Knicks' uniform team is smarter than us. You only saw that the Knicks spent 50 million US dollars to sign him, but you don't know that the Knicks' head office gave him a bonus of perhaps hundreds of millions of US dollars. In other words, the Knicks chose him between James and him. You also saw how powerful James is at the Beijing Olympics. I don't want to say anything else, I just hope that the team will not split up and fight on their own. Everyone is wearing the five-star red flag, so you should think about it carefully."
After saying this, Yao Ming also walked out with a cane.
The new and old core players have spoken. The players are not without patriotism. They are just a little dissatisfied that Yang Mo, a rookie, suddenly became their leader and took all the good things in the world. It is normal for anyone to feel unhappy. Now, after making things clear, the barriers are gone. Everyone looked at each other.
At this time, the elder brother Wang Zhizhi stood up and said slowly: "Okay, let's fight for tomorrow's game. No matter what, we can't let the Iranian monkeys win at our doorstep. No matter how much we struggle, it is still an internal conflict among the people. Facing foreign aggression, we still have to unite to face the outside world. Okay, adjourn the meeting!"
Since the spiritual leader Big Brother had said so, everyone naturally believed it. After changing their clothes, they walked out, arm in arm, talking and laughing.
Although they were still joking, their morale was obviously better than before, and they were finally trying to work together. Although Yang Mo had a falling out with them, she was like an electric eel thrown into the sardines. If the electric eel didn't cause some trouble, how could the sardines maintain their sense of crisis and struggle desperately?
After returning to the hotel, Yang Mo did not ask for any special treatment and squeezed into a double room with Chen Jianghua.
Chen Jianghua was a new generation player. Although he was taciturn, he had no prejudice against Yang Mo. He saw Yang Mo lying on the bed with nothing to do, so he took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her: "Who do you think is the fastest in the NBA?"
"Who's the fastest?" Yang Mo frowned and said, "I'm not sure about the straight-line speed, but if we're talking about quick stop and start, it should be Chris Paul. I've been fooled by that guy many times. His style of play is too sneaky. He obviously doesn't move, but suddenly jumps and gets into the restricted area."
"Haha." Chen Jianghua laughed and said nothing.
At this time, Yang Mo said, "You are also very fast, but why do you only know how to accelerate in a straight line? I think you can also learn from Paul. Your explosive power should be considered very good in China. This way, you will have more breakthrough opportunities in positional warfare."
Chen Jianghua shook his head slightly with a look of melancholy when he heard this, and said, "I've thought about this too. But the team won't give me so much ball control. Apart from fast breaks, the rest of the game is left to other big brothers to handle at halftime. As a point guard , you know it's hard to perform well without the ball. And my stamina isn't that great, so I can't always stay on the court for 20 minutes straight."
"Alas, your talent has been wasted by the domestic basketball environment." Yang Mo sighed, shook his head, and said, "You are right. Point guards are fed by the ball. Look at Chris Paul. In the 24-second offensive time, he definitely has the basketball in his hands for 18 seconds. What about you?"
"At most eight seconds. Our team has foreign players and veteran players. It's difficult for a new point guard." As he spoke, Chen Jianghua's bitter face became even more bitter.
At this time, Yang Mo couldn't help but spit and curse, "Tomorrow I'll feed you the ball, you try to dribble as much as possible and shoot boldly. If you miss, I'll grab the rebound for you."
"This... the coach will scold me." Chen Jianghua said evasively.
"Don't worry about him. If he dares to scold me, I will take the responsibility for you. Look at the NBA teams nowadays, more and more point guards are the core players. How can a national team that wants to win a medal not have a point guard who can have absolute control of the ball? Just do what you want to do boldly, and I will take care of the rest for you." Yang Mo patted his chest and promised like a big brother.
"Then I'll try!" Chen Jianghua answered cautiously. After he finished speaking, a hint of anticipation and heroism flashed in his eyes.
Yang Mo finally saw in his eyes what a young person should have.
As Liu Huaqiang said, if you are not arrogant, can you be called a young person? Young people should be arrogant! Cultivate your character? That is the style of middle-aged people.
