Chapter 450: Reality and Falsehood
TV viewers were obsessed with the interactions between Yang Mo and Scarlett Johansson, naturally because TNT gave them so much screen time. They knew what fans loved most, and since they'd spent so much money on the show, they had to create something to keep fans glued to their TVs, right? Otherwise, they'd be losing out. And for a poor show, the only thing keeping viewers engaged was gossip about the stars.
"That fake move by Yang just now was very Pierce-esque." Although the camera kept on Scarlett, as the host of the basketball program, Collins still tried his best to keep the topic focused on basketball. "He actually fooled two double-teamers at the same time. It's amazing."
"Don't you think Yang's fakes are much more realistic than Pierce's? His speed is more than twice that of Pierce's." Barkley said angrily, "These are two completely different concepts. Pierce's fakes are designed to make the opponent misjudge and launch an attack. Super Yang's fakes, on the other hand, allow the opponent to follow his subconscious. This is the most brilliant fake. It's impossible for a person to misjudge every time, but it is definitely difficult for him to successfully control his subconscious ."
"Yes, silly, I think I still underestimated Super Yang." Kenny Smith suddenly shook his head and said slowly, "I used to think that Super Yang, lacking mid-range offensive ability, was not a top-tier attacker, but now I have to admit it. His three-pointers, his breakthroughs, and his fakes are all top-notch in the league. There are not many people in the league today who can master all three of these skills at the same time, but he has done it. In this league, having a signature scoring method can actually make you a top-tier scorer, not to mention that Yang now has three. I think once Yang finds the knack of mid-range offense, he will definitely become the most powerful one-on-one offensive killer in the history of the league."
"You finally told the truth. It seems the lessons you've learned have made you a lot smarter." Charles Barkley chuckled. He was very satisfied with Kenny Smith's surrender. As a die-hard fan of Super Yang, he considered this a victory for him.
Meanwhile, Kevin Durant, watching on TV, was fuming: "What a bullshit fake! Is it as amazing as you say? He's a top scorer , but he just has unlimited shooting."
To Durant, Yang Mo has become his most hated person. This hatred stems not only from their scoring battle, but also from Scarlett's intimate interactions with Yang Mo. "She's my goddess. What gives you the right to flirt with her? She's mine, okay? Only I can drink her bath water, okay?"
Durant's mindset at the moment was like that of a dung beetle constantly worried that humans would steal its dung balls. The dung beetle values its dung balls immensely, unaware that to humans, they're just a pile of dirt. To Yang Mo, Scarlett wasn't dirt, but he certainly had no interest in getting involved. His harem was already spacious enough; there was no need to accommodate another concubine.
No matter how much resentment Durant harbored, Yang Mo continued to play his way on the court. The Clippers still couldn't find their scoring opportunity. Baron Davis' three-pointer missed the basket by 20 centimeters. Yes, he missed all three.
This annoyed Anthony Randolph. He clapped his hands and gave Davis a sullen look. He thought Davis had missed a great rebounding opportunity. He had already positioned himself and made every possible effort to grab the rebound, but who knew... the ball missed the net and went straight to the girl in the third row.
There was no other way, he could only take the basketball from the girl whose face was red from being hit by the basketball, and then pass it to Douglas.
Douglas took the ball and slowly walked towards half court. After two unsuccessful attempts to break through, he passed the ball to Yang Mo again. As a point guard, if he didn't have a good shot, the best option was to pass the ball to the teammate with the hottest hand.
Yang Mo took the ball, and Butler and Ricky Davis closed in on him again. As they closed in, Yang Mo, holding the ball in both hands, took a tentative step forward. This tentative step immediately caused both players to step back half a step. Just as they subconsciously stepped back, Yang Mo slowly collected the ball, and they suddenly felt that their subconscious had deceived them. At that moment, Yang Mo made a shooting motion, and they decisively ground their feet to prevent themselves from falling into the same pit twice.
But this time, Yang Mo was serious.
As the two of them stood firm, Yang Mo took off and shot... Swoosh! The basketball went in effortlessly, like a three-pointer warm-up drill with no one defending.
"Do you think I would deceive you every time?" Yang Mo shrugged and said with a smile, "I'm not a shepherd boy."
Yang Mo said this with a smile, turned around, and immediately interacted with Scarlett Johansson: "Hey, beautiful, tell me, what score do I get now?"
"Handsome, that's the ninth point!" Scarlett stood up, blushing and shouting at the top of her voice, "Your shooting percentage is now 100%!"
"Thank you, your math is much better than I thought." Yang Mo gave her a thumbs up and praised her again.
Scarlett seemed particularly happy about Yang Mo's praise, she was even a little shy.
At this time, Byron Davis had quickly organized a fast break. Taking advantage of the time when everyone was watching the interaction between Yang Mo and Scarlett, Byron Davis, who received the serve, quickly launched an attack to the frontcourt. By the time Yang Mo noticed him, Davis had already rushed into the frontcourt penalty area and broke the Clippers' scoring drought with a simple and forced dunk!
This dunk immediately made the Clippers fans at the scene happy, and they finally cheered and applauded.
What Yang Mo found a little strange was that a beautiful woman sitting on the sidelines actually stood up and loudly cheered for Davis. At first, Yang Mo just felt that the beautiful woman looked familiar, but after careful identification, she found that it was Jessica Alba.
Oh my god, this bearded guy who's so bulky and ugly actually has a super beautiful fan. Scarlett Johansson is also a beauty, but... in Yang Mo's aesthetic, Jessica Alba is still slightly better.
"Hey, are you rooting for this bearded guy?" Yang Mo couldn't help but ask curiously. He originally wanted to ask directly if you were having an affair with this bearded guy, but after thinking about it, he decided to be more subtle.
"Of course!" Jessica Alba nodded. Although she was a little surprised why Super Yang suddenly spoke to her, she answered truthfully, "He has been my good friend for many years."
"Oh, I thought you were a couple." Yang Mo laughed, then turned and walked towards the half court.
Yang Mo left after she finished speaking, but Jessica Alba frowned: Why is this guy talking to me all of a sudden? Isn't he flirting with Scarlett? Could it be...
Jessica Alba couldn't help but fall into self-reflection. Women are like this. They always think that every boy who takes the initiative to greet them is interested in them. This is almost an unsolvable topic, because everyone will fall into the same narcissistic cycle to varying degrees: Does he like me?
Baron Davis broke the Clippers' scoring drought, but this does not mean that the Clippers are on the right track from now on. It is impossible to always succeed by relying on sneak attacks.
Unlike Davis's sneak attack, Yang Mo's direct, real-and-false tactics nearly overwhelmed Ricky Davis and Rasual Butler. They had no way of guessing whether Yang Mo's moves were real or fake. Every move looked real, yet every one of them was fake. It was impossible to tell. Ultimately, they could only minimize their defense, focusing solely on the footwork and ignoring the upper body.
In this laissez-faire situation, Yang Mo's scoring is even more arbitrary.
Before halftime, Yang Mo had already scored 45 points. At this rate, he'd have scored 60 points by the middle of the third quarter. Clippers head coach Hughes had no choice but to accept this sad reality. He'd already used his best players, Davis and Butler, and if he couldn't handle it, he'd have to offer his cheeks. And he'd have to slap them on the left cheek first, then the right.
Yang Mo obviously hadn't expected the Clippers to be so bad, trailing by 27 points at halftime. How could the Knicks possibly compete in the second half? Any move would be labeled unethical. But even if it was unethical, Yang Mo still had to score 60 points! That was agreed upon beforehand.
Kevin Durant had been watching the live broadcast on TV, but when he saw Yang Mo score 45 points in the first half and receive a warm hug from Scarlett Johansson as she left the court, he was completely despaired, even tears welling up in his eyes. "Damn it! Are you trying to drive me crazy? You're bullying me in everything. I tolerate you stealing the spotlight in basketball, I tolerate you making more money than me, I tolerate your movies being huge hits, but why are you trying to steal my last girl? Why?!"
The moment Durant smashed the TV, he almost believed he was God's abandoned child. Otherwise, why would he be suppressed by Yang Mo everywhere?
Durant, who smashed the TV, felt that God was unfair to him, but Barkley on TV was praising Yang Mo. He firmly believed that Yang Mo would become the greatest star on the planet. According to his prediction, Yang Mo would surpass Kobe Bryant next season and LeBron James the season after to become the number one. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be on par with Michael Jordan after retirement.
To most viewers, Barkley's comments were the mindless fantasies of a Yang fanatic. But to Stockton, watching on TV, they were so mindless he nearly threw the TV: Damn it, if he has to retire before he can be compared to Jordan, then why should I teach him? He has to surpass all of Jordan's honors before he retires. That's why I came to New York. Asshole!
