Chapter 39: Dismissed
"Where's Tae Hee?"
Yang Mo stood up and looked around. At this moment, her cell phone rang. She picked up the phone and saw that it was Lu Xueman calling from overseas. She quickly pressed the answer button.
As soon as the call was connected, Lu Xueman's furious voice came over: "Yang Mo, what did I tell you when I left? How did you still get into trouble?"
Facing Lu Xueman's angry questioning, Yang Mo seemed a little confused and asked back: "What's wrong? What trouble have I caused?"
"You can read the news yourself." Lu Xueman said unhappily, "The domestic media is going crazy right now, and some people are even saying that you have brought shame to the motherland."
"Hey, what's wrong with me?" Yang Mo got a little angry when she heard Lu Xueman's serious words, and said, "I didn't do anything?"
"You haven't done anything yet, and you've been kicked out of the rookie training class, the first Chinese person ever."
"What?" Yang Mo exclaimed.
"You can read the news yourself. You'd better give Pat Riley an explanation as soon as possible. I believe he is furious now. He has been scolded by the media for selecting three problematic rookies like you this year." After Lu Xueman finished speaking, she immediately hung up the phone.
Watch the news?
Yang Mo quickly put on her clothes, opened her mobile browser, and went to the sports website. Sure enough, the first eye-catching headline was: Miami's three rookies were completely defeated, and the league issued an expulsion order.
ah?
Yang Mo quickly clicked on the link to read inside. The news said that the service staff smelled marijuana outside Michael Beasley's room last night and immediately called the police. After the police came to clear the area, they found Michael Beasley and Mario Chalmers shaking their heads. Although no marijuana was found, they were still taken to the police station for investigation on suspicion of harboring marijuana. Another rookie of the Heat was not found in the hotel, violating the league's curfew. This morning, David Stern personally announced the punishment results, and all three rookies were kicked out of the rookie training class.
The last paragraph of the news did not forget to tease Pat Riley: As we all know, Mr. Pat Riley is a well-known general manager known for his unique vision, but this year he seems to have suffered from some kind of old age disease and actually chose three troublesome rookies. Is he planning to turn Miami into the second Portland prison?
Damn it! I was definitely dragged down by those two idiots.
Yang Mo cursed angrily. Originally, violating the curfew would only result in a fine. Who knew that the two of them would actually "party" in the hotel? Isn't this a typical case of betraying teammates? If they didn't party, the league might not even know that they were not in the hotel. Now... the entire Miami rookie was caught in one pot.
Pat Riley must be pissed right now.
Yang Mo thought so in her mind and quickly called Pat Riley.
Soon, the call was connected. Before Yang Mo had time to speak, Pat Riley on the other end had already mentioned the matter: "Yang, I know you definitely didn't smoke marijuana. You are also a victim in this matter. So, you should quickly return to Miami and ignore any reporters."
"..." Yang Mo never expected that Pat Riley didn't blame him, but thought about him instead. He couldn't help but feel touched: "Yes, sir."
"You shouldn't move around this summer. The shooting coach said he has nothing to do. He plans to train you all summer. The coach of the inside team is also interested in you. I think... you'll be busy."
"No problem." Yang Mo agreed immediately. Isn't it just training? Pat Riley was so righteous that he didn't blame him. What's wrong with more training? Anyway, it's a good thing for him.
"Okay, then you report to the training hall before noon tomorrow." Pat Riley said this briefly and hung up the phone.
Yang Mo hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Pat Riley was reasonable, otherwise she would have been really tricked by those two people.
Yang Mo passed this test easily, but Michael Beasley and Mario Chalmers were not so relaxed. Pat Riley used thunderous means to add several harsh clauses to their contracts, and their agents had to nod and agree. Now that this scandal has occurred, they have no choice but to accept the fact that their prices have been suppressed.
Fortunately, Yang Mo signed a contract with the Heat in advance. Otherwise, Pat Riley would definitely treat Yang Mo the same way he treated Beasley Chalmers. Pat Riley is not a good man.
Just as Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, Kim Tae Hee came back with a basket of vegetables. Seeing Yang Mo getting up, she quickly said, "Mo, you're up?"
"Um."
"I'll make breakfast for you." Kim Tae-hee said gently and hurried to the kitchen.
She walked with a slightly staggering posture, which was the sequelae of the fierce battle last night. Looking at Kim Tae Hee's virtuous appearance, Yang Mo couldn't help but admire in her heart: Korean women are good, they are home-loving and take their husbands as the backbone. Unlike Chinese girls nowadays, everything is put on men's heads. Housework such as washing dishes and mopping the floor has become the obligation of men, and it is also called women's rights. An expert from Peking University said it well, Chinese women's rights are essentially getting something for nothing.
Yang Mo deeply agreed with the expert's opinion.
Soon, Kim Tae-hee prepared a sumptuous breakfast. Although it was Korean food, Yang Mo could accept the taste and she finished the meal happily.
After dinner, Yang Mo said, "I'm going to Miami tonight, what about you?"
"Ah? Leaving tonight?" Kim Tae-hee said a little disappointed.
Yang Mo smiled when he heard that, stretched out his hand and scratched her little nose, and said: "I have to go out and make money. You can't let me be a gigolo and eat your food and use your things, right?"
"It doesn't matter. I can make money." Kim Tae-hee said virtuously.
"But I don't want to." Yang Mo said seriously, "How can a man let a woman support him?"
"But..." Kim Tae-hee pouted, her face full of reluctance.
Yang Mo leaned forward again, kissed her, and said, "I'll wait for you in Miami."
"I will be returning to Seoul in two days. I have to shoot a TV series and a movie, so I may not be able to accompany you during this period of time." Kim Tae-hee said apologetically.
"I can go to Seoul to see you." Yang Mo raised his eyebrows and said in high spirits, "When I have money, I will buy a plane and fly to Seoul every day."
"Okay!" Kim Tae-hee stood up and hugged Yang Mo happily.
Seeing Kim Tae Hee's happy little woman's face, Yang Mo couldn't help but feel a little manly. For a man, being able to make a woman unconditionally dependent on him is a very fulfilling thing. Men come to this world to conquer women, and career is just a by-product .
In the afternoon, the two reluctantly parted. Kim Tae-hee personally sent Yang Mo to the airport. She originally wanted to do it again, but Kim Tae-hee really didn't have the strength to do it anymore. She could only kiss deeply and agreed to do it again another day.
The day after Yang Mo flew to Miami, she reported to the training camp. When she arrived at the training camp, Pat Riley was already waiting there with five training coaches.
"Yang, this is shooting coach Rick, this is dribbling coach Bender, this is rebounding coach Blake, this is defensive coach Dudley, and this is physical coach Curry. Your summer belongs to them from now on." Pat Riley said to Yang Mo with a smile.
Seeing the five coaches showing their smiles to him at the same time, Yang Mo suddenly smelled a hint of conspiracy.
This...is destined to be an unusual summer.
