Yang Mo is actually very distressed. As a Chinese, although he is not dedicated enough in relationships, he still wants to stay committed to his career. After all, no one wants to bear the label of "house slave with three surnames" on his back.
.
However, the current situation is that if you don't want to wrong yourself, you must leave Miami.
After much thought, Yang Mo felt that no matter what choice he made, it was a mistake, so he simply stopped thinking about it and ran to the bed to fall asleep.
When he got up and went to the airport to meet the team the next day, Lu Xueman pulled him and said a few more words: "With your current worth and influence, the tourist city of Miami really cannot give you too much blessing.
You can go to big cities, which will increase your influence faster, and it will also be more suitable for you to shoot movies to earn some extra money."
"I'll think about it again." Yang Mo nodded slightly, but he still hadn't made a clear decision: "Even if I want to leave, I can't leave in this betrayal way. I can't convince myself to live up to so many people in Miami who love me.
fan."
"Besides, there's no rush. You can hone your basketball skills and there won't be any dispute over the ball. You will leave in the end anyway, so it's better to leave a good impression now." Lu Xueman suggested again.
"I'll figure it out myself..." Yang Mo nodded slightly, then walked out the door and headed straight to the airport.
After meeting up with his teammates, he flew straight to Saltmento. After getting off the plane, Yang Mo received a call from Jessica as soon as he turned on his mobile phone. She told Yang Mo that she had arrived in Los Angeles and could take a rest after the concert the day after tomorrow.
Week's annual leave.
Jessica over there was very happy, and Yang Mo was also very happy, because it meant that he could finally play freely with Jessica for a few days, and what would happen in the next few days, Yang Mo couldn't help but be confused.
think.
After talking to Jessica on the phone, Yang Mo felt extremely comfortable and began to look forward to All-Stars.
Yang Mo is looking forward to the All-Star Weekend, and the All-Stars are also waiting for him. David Stern watched Yang Mo's votes soar, and his heart was filled with joy. There were nearly 700 million votes, leading the second place.
LeBron James received more than 690 million votes! Powerfully crushing the total votes of all other All-Stars! It was simply a massacre victory!
David Stern has always wanted to promote the NBA to the world. He keeps creating basketball idols like Kobe Bryant and LeBron James, hoping to achieve the impact that Michael Jordan had back then. Unfortunately, the effect is not obvious. They
At most, they can attract fans who love basketball. For people outside basketball, they have no appeal at all. Now, Yang Mo has emerged as a superhero, although the whole world is paying attention to his brave fight against kidnappers.
His violent kung fu and fierce momentum, but at the same time, he also paid attention to the fact that he is an NBA player, which can be confirmed by the fact that his All-Star votes are about to exceed 700 million.
For Stern, attention means earning money. Thirty years ago, he dared to give NBA videos to CCTV for free in order to attract the attention of the world's most populous country. Thirty years later,
China has become the NBA's largest market outside the United States.
This is the power of attention.
In the past, Stern wanted to gain more attention by promoting the stars, but now there is no need to do so, because Yang Mo himself is already known to everyone, and he only needs to tilt his promotion resources slightly.
Give it a try. Everything will fall into place.
Stern devoted his promotional resources to promoting Yang Mo, and Yang Mo naturally benefited from it. At least he appeared in various NBA promotional videos, and his highlights can be seen on every sports station around the world.
David Stern silently promoted Yang Mo, but Yang Mo didn't know anything about it. He rarely paid attention to things outside the arena. At most, he said one sentence when Lu Xueman handed over Zhang Jingtian's contract:
Wow, it turned out that I was so far ahead!
The Heat's away game against the Kings was a massacre without much suspense. The only surprise was that more than 20,000 fans poured into the Arco Arena, setting the best record for the Kings since the departure of Webber and other stars.
Among the more than 20,000 people, about 60% came for Yang Mo. Whenever Yang Mo got the ball, they would spontaneously shout super-yang!
Yang Mo didn't feel that he was very popular at the American Airlines Center before. After all, the home fans did the same thing before. Although the decibels were a little less.
This away game really scared him. Those teenagers who shouted "super-yang" felt like fans of Brother Chun, even more fanatical than cornballs.
After the game, Yang Mo did not forget to bow to the crazy fans who shouted from the beginning to the end. It was okay if he didn't bow. Once he bowed, the whole audience screamed again and kept shouting super-yang.
!
When Yang Mo walked into the dressing room, he could still hear them shouting in unison. It felt like fans at a concert who refused to leave the venue and shouted for an encore.
But where would Yang Mo get an encore for them? He was not a singer, so how could he go up and dunk a basketball? Or blow someone's head off?
It lasted for about half an hour before the crazy fans gradually dispersed.
Yang Mo now knows what the situation is like among the girls in China who are obsessed with Korean stars. They are so fanatical!
When the shouting outside stopped, Yang Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He murmured in his heart: "Oh my God, I have become an idol star. No wonder so many film companies have invited me to make movies. With this situation, even if the film is not
No matter how shit he is, he can still become a box office champion. This appeal is really awesome!
Yang Mo didn't even know what he had done. But when he thought about it, he was really capable compared to those superstar singers who could only sing. At least his punches were hard to the flesh, and his punches were bloody, and his brains were knocked out.
, not the slightest bit fake.
After taking a shower, I returned to the team bus. As soon as the bus left the garage, it was surrounded by a huge crowd. They actually shouted "super-yang" in unison again!
Looking out the window at the fans who surrounded the square, Yang Mo really wanted to go down and say hello to them, but in order not to cause unnecessary commotion or a trampling accident, he could only wave his hand through the window, and then looked at the guard-
Riot police were dispatched to separate them, and buses were driven away to disperse the crowd.
After the bus drove out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were afraid that the bus would be smashed by these crazy fans. After all, the name of Yang Mo's fan group is called a violent group. God knows if they have violent tendencies.
"Yang, you are so cool now, more popular than Michael Jordan. Jordan couldn't make so many fans crazy back then." After the bus got on track, Beasley couldn't help but envy Yang Mo loudly: "I
It would be great if I were as popular as you, then I will definitely gain a few female fans."
"Look at your potential." Chalmers looked down on him angrily: "If I were so famous, I would stop playing basketball and go make movies. A few movies would be better than playing basketball in a lifetime."
You can make more money playing basketball.”
"Yes, make a movie!" Beasley suddenly remembered something, slapped his head, and exclaimed: "Yang, can you recommend me in front of the director when you go to film in the future? I can do it without charge.
As long as there is an important role."
"Important role? The drug dealer who was hit and killed by a motorcycle gang at the beginning?" Chalmers complained about his brother again, causing bursts of laughter in the bus. Not to mention Beasley's shameful image.
You don't really need to put on makeup to play a drug dealer, you can just do it right away with a cigarette in your mouth.
"Can't I play the second male lead who competes with the protagonist for his girlfriend?" Beasley defended himself very seriously.
"Go to hell, if you play the second male lead, it will be difficult for the movie to exceed one hundred dollars at the box office." Chalmers kept complaining.
The two argued back and forth, and Yang Mo felt as happy as if he were listening to a cross talk.
After a while, the cross talk performance between the two ended, and calm gradually returned to the bus. The other teammates fell asleep peacefully, but Yang Mo couldn't sleep. Watching the bus speeding towards Los Angeles in the dark night, he
He couldn't help but look forward to more and more, looking forward to his first All-Star trip, looking forward to his sponsor signing meetings, looking forward to those commercial shootings, and most importantly, looking forward to meeting Jessica again.
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