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Chapter 127: Fuck you

Lu Xueman picked up the phone and looked at it, and quickly pressed the answer button. Then she heard a string of rapid Chinese words coming from the phone. Lu Xueman immediately became nervous and awkward, nodding her head: "Okay, okay, I'll go back to China right away. You

Don't be nervous, sister will take care of everything. Well, I'll be right back."

With that said, Lu Xueman quickly hung up the phone, then took her bag and walked out, pulling Yang Mo as she walked: "Let's go, take me to the airport quickly. I remember there is another flight to Shanghai in the early morning."

Yang Mo didn't react, but seeing how nervous and anxious she was, he quickly swiped his card to pay the bill, and then quickly took Lu Xueman to the airport.

Along the way, Lu Xueman looked very nervous. Yang Mo didn't know how to comfort her, so he stayed with her silently, helped her buy a plane ticket, and sent her through the security check.

When Lu Xueman was about to walk into the passage, Yang Mo suddenly shouted to her for no reason: "No matter what happens, I will always be your strongest support."

What Yang Mo said was not sensational at all, but Lu Xueman burst into tears, turned around and ran over, hugged Yang Mo tightly and cried for a long time. Just like when Yang Mo saw her for the first time, he was very helpful and seemed to be fascinated.

Children who cannot find their way home.

"Okay, it's okay. No matter what happens, you have to face it bravely. If you have any difficulties, call me. I will be on call for you 24 hours a day." Yang Mo patted Lu Xueman's shoulder to comfort her.

"Yeah. Yeah." Lu Xueman nodded heavily, as if a lost child had finally found a support. Although Yang Mo had a lot of gossip, at this moment Lu Xueman felt that Yang Mo's shoulders could give her all the safety she needed.

feel.

She... was willing to date Yang Mo. Although she didn't say it, she had already decided in her heart.

Soon, the loudspeaker at the airport was already urging her to board the plane. She reluctantly waved to Yang Mo and ran into the customs channel.

Yang Mo waved her hand to say goodbye, and when her back disappeared from his eyes, he turned around and hurried back.

Yang Mo returned home and fell asleep.

But the comments that slander him continue to ferment, even though he led the team to victory. But the basketball commentators who he scolded as stupid can always pick out the bones from the eggs. For example, Yang Mo's defense is too dirty.

For example, he doesn't respect his opponent's waste time to rack up statistics, or he uses malicious actions to provoke the opponent's head coach... They can always find reasons to attack Yang Mo, even if Yang Mo wins again and again.

Yang Mo didn't care at all about these public opinions.

However, the punishment issued by the league the next day made him very unhappy. The league issued him a fine of 10,000 US dollars and a one-game suspension because Yang Mo provoked George Karl with indecent actions.

When Yang Mo learned of this decision, he really wanted to beat David Stern to death. What the hell, what happened to the throat-slitting action? Did he fuck your mother? Why didn't you punish George Karl when he spat out shit?

If I win, can't I do one or two celebrations?

Of course, Yang Mo's excuse was of no use because the punishment had already been issued.

Fortunately, Pat Riley helped him pay the fine, and the former iron-blooded coach and now the magician general manager publicly stated in front of the media: "We accept this penalty, but I and the entire Miami do not think there is anything wrong with that action.

Where, Reggie also did such an action back then, and what he got was praise, but what about us now? This is very unfair. We can even understand it as a celebration. We won, why can't we go too far?

Do you want to hang your head like a loser? In the future, if the league continues to fine you for this, I will send a truckload of coins every time and let those idle league officials count them!"

Pat Riley's protective remarks did not make the league change its decision, but Yang Mo received a call from David Stern.

The content of the phone call was not to encourage Yang Mo to become an excellent player, to take over Yao Ming's class, and to become the leader of Chinese basketball. In addition, he also reminded Yang Mo to restrain his personality a little, not to be an enemy of the media, but to be with the media.

Become friends and become a beloved superstar.

Stern's words can be summed up in one sentence: personality is eliminated and reduced to a money-making tool.

Others may be able to do this. However, ten thousand Yang Mo cannot do it. Can young people be called young people if they are not arrogant and arrogant?

Therefore, Yang Mo hung up the phone call from David Stern rudely. He was too lazy to listen to the chatter over there.

David Stern hung up the phone with a wry smile on his face. He wanted to make Yang Mo a cash cow like Yao Ming, but it seemed that he was not going to do it. However, he did not give up on Yang Mo because of this. He felt that since Yang Mo wanted to

Let him develop on the path of rebellion and unruliness! The league is in need of stars with this kind of personality, and the rebels will have their day of success. But this path is much more difficult than other paths. If Yang

Mo can't endure the slander until the end, he may very well be doomed.

Sure enough, because of the punishment from the alliance, the commentators who criticized Yang Mo were once again outraged. They wanted to immediately define Yang Mo as a murderer. All kinds of smears continued in major media newspapers and magazines. Anyway, Yang Mo was blacklisted.

Complete body.

When the basketball commentators were slandering Yang Mo, George Karl, who was also scolded as stupid, didn't say a word. He didn't have the shame to say anything else. This time, he was pushed to the ground by Yang Mo and slapped.

My old face is so swollen, how can I dare to say anything?

Domestic public opinion is constantly discussing Yan Li. Everyone is wondering who Yan Li is because she can actually beat the current big star Yang Mo. Soon, fans with powerful human flesh leaked the information about Yan Li.

It was discovered that she was now farming in her hometown. When reporters interviewed her about this matter, she burst into tears. When she learned that Yang Mo was now a big star with an annual salary of hundreds of millions, she cried so much that she lost her breath.

Netizens did not have any sympathy for Yan Li who fainted from crying, but felt that she deserved it. A vain woman who dislikes poverty and loves wealth should be dealt with like this. Some netizens even ridiculed: There was once a billionaire in front of you.

, you didn’t cherish it. You turned around and fell into the arms of a multi-millionaire, but he kicked you. Now... you can only find a rural boy with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky to live an ordinary pastoral life. Maybe in the countryside.

The young man would also think you were a black fungus and would hang you up and beat you up every once in a while.

Yang Mo was not in the mood to pay attention to what happened to Yan Li at all. From the moment they broke up, Yang Mo was destined not to look back at her again.

And just when the United States was slandering and slandering Yang Mo, New York's 50-cent finally wrote a song.

The title of the song is "i'm-young!". Yang Mo heard this song when he went to Atlanta. He found it very exciting. One of the lyrics goes like this: "...I say what I want to say and do what I want.

Whatever you want to do, you love whoever you want, it’s up to you, don’t try to stop me, I will stick to my own path, without any reason. Those who look down on me, go to hell, I will join him and him

Burn down the house together. Hey, Lopez, you said you were a super-man, but I saw shit dripping from the corner of your mouth. Without power, you are just a bee without wings. I will drop you to death in one fell swoop. Now.

, I'm going back to the center of the court, it's time to play with these devils. who-am-i?i'm-young!"

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