Chapter 59: The Road Ahead
In the fourth quarter, the game officially entered garbage time, and both teams replaced their substitutes. The crazy and angry Nets fans left the court one after another after cursing until their mouths were dry. Today, they came to watch Brook Lopez teach Yang Mo a lesson, but they didn't expect to be beaten to a bloody face and lose all their face. If they had known that they would be paying for the pain, they would not have come here to watch the game.
The Nets fans returned home in disappointment, which was something worth celebrating for Yang Mo. Seeing the Nets fans walking back dejectedly, he couldn't help but think of their arrogance at the beginning of the game. The two pictures complemented each other, making Yang Mo smile involuntarily. At this moment, he really wanted to ask them again: Nets fans, are you happy? I am very happy!
As the fans dispersed one after another, the players on the field became less and less motivated. Yang Mo had nothing to do, so she simply sat down next to Girls' Generation and started chatting with them.
"Yoona, how do you think Oppa played today?" Yang Mo asked with a smile.
"Excellent!" Yoona gave a cute thumbs up. Perhaps she felt that one thumbs up was not enough to express her excitement, so she gave another thumbs up. Then, she asked shyly, "Oppa, can you give me a dunk in the future? Just like you gave Jessica?"
"Okay, sure, no problem." Yang Mo agreed without thinking too much.
When Yang Mo agreed, Yoona was so happy that she almost jumped up to the sky. However, Jessica, who was sitting next to Yang Mo, pinched Yang Mo's waist. Yang Mo turned around, very puzzled.
Jessica said in a jealous voice: "You are not allowed to give the dunk to her, you can only give it to me."
"What does this have to do with anything?" Yang Mo was a little slow to react. He subconsciously didn't think of Jessica as his girlfriend, so he felt that her jealousy was unfounded. Aren't they just friends? What's the big deal about a dunk?
Yang Mo didn't treat Jessica as his girlfriend, but Jessica treated Yang Mo as her only one. Women are extremely possessive creatures, and they will never allow anyone else to have something they have their hands on.
At this time, Kim Taeyeon whispered again: "Oppa, I want one too, can you give me one?"
Before Yang Mo could say anything, Jessica pinched him again.
This was quite heavy, and Yang Mo cried out. The women didn't know what happened to Yang Mo, so Yang Mo quickly stood up and said, "I... I forgot, the general manager wants to talk to me about something, let's talk later!"
Yang Mo said this and left quickly.
After Yang Mo left very tactfully, Jessica couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud: Oppa is actually very cute too.
The other women were a little confused. Why did he suddenly run away when they were chatting so happily?
Yang Mo ran to the bench, and Pat Riley pulled him to his side and asked with a smile: "How would you rate today's debut?"
"I think 85 points." Yang Mo said seriously, "In fact, the reason why I played so well today is also related to the fact that the Nets don't know me. If other teams know my style in the future, I think it will be difficult for me to play."
"Yeah." Pat Riley nodded. He liked Yang Mo's attitude very much. He was neither arrogant nor impatient. He was not like some players who would get cocky right after playing a good game. Not all good players would introspect, but those who would would generally be good players.
"Oh, by the way, sir. I don't want to go to the press conference later." Yang Mo suddenly said.
"Why?" Pat Riley was a little surprised. In his opinion, it is a great honor for players to have the opportunity to attend the press conference, and players also need exposure.
"I'm afraid I'm too arrogant." Yang Mo scratched his head and said embarrassedly.
Pat Riley laughed and said, "Okay, then don't go."
"Also... I want to take a day off tonight..."
Before Yang Mo finished speaking, Pat Riley smiled ambiguously and said, "You want to accompany your girlfriend, right? I approve, but we will play New York the day after tomorrow, so you must be 100% ready. Can you do it?"
"no problem!"
"Okay, you can make your own arrangements later." Pat Riley was quite free in managing Yang Mo. He didn't want to interfere with Yang Mo's private life at all because he knew that Yang Mo was a self-disciplined player and a self-disciplined player would not act recklessly.
"Thanks."
I don't know how long it took, but the boring game finally ended. The Heat won the game with a score of 118:89.
After the game, Yang Mo was about to slip back to the locker room when an ESPN reporter stopped him and said, "Yang, I want to ask you..."
"Don't ask me, I know nothing." Yang Mo waved her hands quickly, very unwilling to cooperate with the camera.
"You are the protagonist tonight, how could you not know? Say something." The ESPN reporter on the scene was a very experienced reporter. He calmly asked Yang Mo : "What do you think of Lopez?"
"I think he is very tall and has a very big mouth." Yang Mo said simply.
"What about his ball skills?"
"Very good. If he goes to CUBA, he will definitely dominate the whole field." Yang Mo became more excited as he spoke. He originally did not want to be interviewed, but he could not resist the old reporter's attempt to draw him to Lopez, and he unknowingly told some truths.
"So, you don't think he can beat you, do you?"
"You've already seen it. I don't want to say anything more. I'm afraid people will say I'm too proud." Yang Mo shrugged his shoulders and said calmly. He added, "In fact, I'm a very humble player. I never say I want to beat someone, but Lopez does. He's a very good orator. He's very good at boosting the morale of his opponents. I'm very grateful to him."
Puff!
The old reporter couldn't help laughing. Originally Yang Mo refused to be interviewed, and he thought Yang Mo was a boring person. Unexpectedly, after chatting, there was so much to say. So, he asked again: "Who do you think is the MVP of this game?"
"Dwyane Wade." This time Yang Mo didn't fall for it. He said Wade's name very firmly: "He led us to victory. He is a very good leader. He proved himself in the finals. This season, he will definitely lead us to achieve good results. I have 100% confidence in him."
Yang Mo's answer seemed a bit official, and the old reporter felt it was not explosive enough, so he tried to set a trap again. However, Yang Mo had already said thank you to the camera, then waved and quickly ran back to the locker room, leaving the old reporter alone there to say the ending!
The ESPN studio burst into laughter when they heard Yang Mo's interview.
"This kid definitely has the potential to be a sharp-tongued person. Bill, as a veteran in the field of sharp-tongued people, please give us your comments." Mike Brin laughed and threw the topic to NBA columnist Bill Simmons.
"Indeed, what he said was great. I especially like his sentence 'He is a very good orator and he can boost the morale of his opponents'. This is great, and I am considering borrowing this sentence in my next article. But... I have to say that Young is not good enough. The reason why he performed so strongly today is because his opponents don't understand him, and the Nets' inside line is too weak." After praising him, Bill Simmons did not forget to say another venomous word.
"I agree with Bill, but I have no doubt that Young can gain a foothold in the NBA." Jeff Van Gundy also briefly expressed his opinion.
That's basically what Marco Jackson meant.
In other words, even though Yang Mo played an extremely dominant game and scored 12 points, 16 rebounds and 3 blocks, he still did not receive everyone's recognition. Everyone was still doubting whether he would be defeated when he met the next opponent .
Yang Mo had anticipated this. After all, it was impossible to change a person who had already set his position with just one game. All he could do was continue to fight, defeat opponents one after another, and conquer stadiums one after another.
Life never stops, the fight never ends!
There is a kind of people who exist to fight. They will never live in the mouths of others. What do others want to say? Let them say it, the road is under your feet.
