A group of big guys looked at each other with angry looks on their faces, and said in their hearts: What the hell, I really thought you were Jordan, I can still win without you.
No one is willing to apologize, after all, this is a matter of losing face.
Seeing that the scene was stiff, Yang Mo was not in a hurry. He smiled and said lightly: "It doesn't matter to me anyway, whether I get the bonus or not has nothing to do with me. But I really thought I heard that if you don't win a game, the money you get will
It’s just a travel expense, right?”
As soon as Yang Mo said this, he had a good grasp of everyone. Everyone came here for money. It was clearly stated in the contract that the first place received a total bonus of 10 million, and the fourth place received a labor fee of 30 million yuan per person.
thousand.
No one is short of the 3,000 yuan. Everyone is here for the 10 million yuan bonus.
"Whoever takes the lead in isolating me will come out and apologize to me. I will leave my words here. You can weigh it yourself and see whether you want face or real money."
Yang Mo put down these words and sat aside, turning his head and humming a tune, which was extremely comfortable.
Yang Mo has now strangled their seven inches, knowing that there is a problem with their lineup. No matter how good the inside line is and how good the outside line is, they can't kill people, let alone the outside line is not worse than you. And Yang Mo is the most important player of the Jinding team.
Huan, if he sits off the court, there is absolutely no chance of winning. If he is on the court, he can still fight. After all, the Mingyang team has no foreign players, and there is Harris here.
Several national team leaders went aside to discuss it and decided not to bow their heads or apologize to Yang Mo. They couldn't wipe their faces off.
Although Wang Yuhuai hoped Yang Mo would play from the bottom of his heart, he still obeyed the majority. With a wave of his hand, Harris went up and Zhu Fangyu went down.
The game continued to start. Harris's appearance supplemented the Jinding team's outside firepower, but the inside was still beaten to pieces by Yi Jianlian and **. Harris could not defend Yi Jianlian. After all, the height difference was too much, not to mention Yi Jianlian's athletic ability.
Not inferior to him.
Therefore, after the first quarter, the point difference widened even further, 32:17, 15 points behind.
During the timeout, Yang Mo sat on the bench without hesitation. He hummed the song even louder, waiting for the guys to run over and apologize.
Yang Mo was not in a hurry, but Yi Yi was anxious. She sat on the podium as anxious as an ant on the Heat, and kept thinking in her mind: What's going on? Why don't you let Brother Mo play? I can invite him.
I'm a Heat scout. If he doesn't play, won't my money be wasted?
When she was anxious, she couldn't help but glance at the blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man sitting on the sidelines. He was already yawning. It seemed that the game was really boring to him.
"What should I do? What should I do??" Yiyi Yi could not wait to run to the bench immediately, reminding Wang Yuhuai to replace Yang Mo quickly.
Why doesn't Wang Yuhuai want to replace Yang Mo? After all, it affects how much money he can get, but he can't say it now for fear of offending others.
Therefore, Yang Mo still did not play in the second quarter.
After the game resumed, the score was still one-sided. Three minutes before halftime, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore. The players took the initiative to call a timeout on the court, and then several national team members gathered together for a small meeting. Finally...
Wang Shipeng walked towards Yang Mo with an aggrieved look on his face.
There was no way, he had to sacrifice his own face for the benefit of everyone. After all, this was a matter of ten million dollars, and no one wanted to get out with three thousand dollars.
Wang Shipeng walked to Yang Mo and reluctantly whispered: "I'm sorry."
"What??" Yang Mo shouted deliberately: "I can't hear you."
Yang Mo yelled at the top of his lungs, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him. The audience in the first five rows stood up and looked here.
When Wang Shipeng saw this, he was extremely angry. He wanted to turn around and walk over and ignore this "little man succeeds" guy. But when he looked back, the other team members looked at him with a look of "sacrifice the small self to fulfill the greater self."
He had no choice. For the benefit of everyone and his own benefit (several members of the national team just discussed giving him an extra 200,000 yuan for the apology), he decided to go all out and said loudly: "I'm sorry!"
Yang Mo laughed after hearing this and said, "What do you mean by your lack of apology?"
"Don't push yourself too far?" Wang Shipeng said through gritted teeth.
"You don't have to apologize." Yang Mo shrugged, completely ignoring his anger.
"You..." Wang Shipeng wanted to get angry, but for the sake of money, he held back. He held back his anger and apologized: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken the lead in isolating you. Now let's invite you to play. Let's win the game together, okay?"
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"No." Yang Mo shook his head decisively and said, "You, when I am on the court, you can only sit on the bench and play with you. I feel disgusted."
"Don't go too far..." Just as Wang Shipeng was about to curse, several national team members quickly came up and pulled him aside.
Now the situation is stronger than others. Yang Mo finally agreed to play. If you make any accidents, it will be very bad. Who wants to live with money!
Wang Yuhuai next to him was very happy when he saw that Yang Mo was willing to play. He quickly came over and wanted to tell Yang Mo about tactics, but Yang Mo ignored him and said proactively: "I just watched two quarters of the game on the sidelines. **I'll hand it over."
Give it to me, I have experience in beating him. As for Yi Jianlian, he is not very eager to directly attack the basket tonight, so let him keep shooting."
After saying that, he walked onto the field first.
As soon as Yang Mo came on the stage, Yi Yi went crazy. She quickly patted her father next to her and said, "Dad, dad, that's Yang Mo."
On Monday, his father glanced at Yang Mo on the field with some confusion, then at his daughter, and asked, "Do you know him?"
"I know." Zhou Yi nodded, his face turning red without even realizing it.
Seeing this, Zhou Wenhai knew what was going on without having to guess, and his face looked a little ugly at the moment. It is true that he likes basketball, but it is absolutely impossible for his daughter to marry a basketball player.
As soon as Yang Mo came on the stage, he pressed tightly against his chest. When he saw a guy who was just about his shoulder height coming up to him, he couldn't help but smile and joked: "Little brother, have you found the wrong person?"
"That's right, it's you."
Yang Mo also laughed. At this time, Sun Yue had already dribbled the ball over. Seeing Yang Mo reaching for the ball, he hesitated and passed it in.
When Yang Mo received the ball, ** subconsciously took a step back because he felt that Yang Mo would definitely break through him head-on. After all, his small size would have an advantage in breaking through.
But... Yang Mo was beyond his expectation. Yang Mo turned his back and bumped into him directly with his back.
** Seeing that Yang Mo actually wanted to beat him with his back, he was so happy that he thought to himself, isn't this a mantis trying to use his arms as a chariot?
Before he could laugh happily, Yang Mo silenced him... Bang! Yang Mo hit him hard, and he immediately felt a huge force coming, as if he was hit by a huge rock.
It seemed like my breathing was stagnant and I couldn't breathe... Bang!
Yang Mo arched again, and this time, he immediately lost his footing and fell straight to the ground.
When the girl fell to the ground, the whole audience was shocked. No one expected that the little man Yang Mo would actually knock the girl, who is known as the most powerful among the three Great Walls, to the ground.
Amid the disbelief of the audience, Yang Mo jumped up high and slammed the basketball into the basket.
The moment the basketball was slammed into the basket by Yang Mo, the Miami scout sitting on the sidelines visibly trembled. At that moment, he clearly saw the shadow of O'Neal.
"Oh my god! What happened? ** was actually knocked over by a little man!"
As Miami's chief scout, Powell couldn't help but hold his head in his hands. He couldn't believe his eyes.
What did this guy eat to grow up, and why does such a 'petite' body contain such powerful power?
After Powell was shocked, he quickly took out a pen and wrote in his notebook: Amazing power!
