Yang Mo lowered his head and looked at himself. He didn't feel that he was missing. But then he thought about it, and it seemed that he had indeed disappeared in front of the world for a day. Is there something wrong?
Yang Mo murmured, but decided to go to the hotel early tomorrow morning to prevent everyone from misunderstanding that he had been abducted by aliens.
That night, Lu Xuefei carefully prepared a super large bed, and then Yang Mo slowly fell asleep surrounded by ten beautiful beauties. There is no doubt that this feeling is extremely comfortable. For most people
For men, this is a beautiful thing that they can't even dream of.
Early the next morning, after Yang Mo washed up, Lu Xuefei arranged for a vehicle to take Yang Mo to the hotel. When leaving, Lu Xuefei mysteriously left a message in Yang Mo's ear: "Brother-in-law, I'm going to go there soon."
The second step of the plan is ready, you have to be prepared."
"Second step plan?" A chill ran down Yang Mo's spine, and he shuddered for a moment. He had truly convinced Lu Xuefei, the little devil. This time she was able to use the aphrodisiac's harmful tricks, but I don't know what she would do next time.
What kind of trouble can it cause? "Don't mess around. Don't get involved in these things. I will solve them myself."
"You are not good at this at all." Lu Xuefei shook his head and said to Yang Mo very decisively: "The so-called bow without an arrow to turn around is that this matter is already in the implementation stage and cannot be stopped temporarily. Just put your mind to it.
Put it in your stomach and wait for my good news."
With that said, Lu Xuefei pushed Yang Mo into the car, and then closed the door tightly, as if he didn't want to talk nonsense to Yang Mo. It turned out that Yang Mo thought that Lu Xuefei was much softer than Lu Xueman, but he didn't expect that it was a virtue.
.They are all strong masters.
Seeing this, Yang Mo could only take one step at a time. The worst he could do was not drink at the next party.
By the time Yang Mo returned to the hotel, most of the second-year players had returned to their respective teams. After all, the All-Star Weekend was over for them. Tonight was an All-Star affair and had nothing to do with them. Back to
In the room, Yang Mo found that all his cellphones and clothes were laid out on the bed, with a crooked handwritten letter on it: You still owe me a party.
When I saw this note, I knew it was Westbrook.
Yang Mo smiled faintly. He put the note aside and subconsciously turned on his phone. He thought there would be many inquiries. But it turned out to be calm. It seemed that the incident of his disappearance had not spread beyond the basketball circle.
Boom, boom, boom!
When Yang Mo was about to surf the Internet, there was a knock on the door. Yang Mo quickly went to open the door. He found that it was Kobe Bryant. Yang Mo seemed a little surprised. But he politely asked Kobe to come in, but Kobe did not move in.
Let’s go, but he tilted his head at Yang Mo: “Let’s go and fight one another!”
"You can still play?" Yang Mo frowned, and he looked at Kobe's somewhat swollen fingers: "I just saw on the news last night that you withdrew from the All-Star Game due to injury, and today you actually have the strength to challenge me.
?”
"For me, the All-Star Game is no longer important. The most important thing for me now is to beat you."
"Sorry, I don't want to defeat you yet." Yang Mo smiled and shook his head. He pointed at Kobe's swollen fingers: "I don't want to take advantage of you."
Seeing that Yang Mo actually refused his declaration of war, Kobe seemed a little angry: "You mean there is no sense of accomplishment in defeating an injured me, right?"
"Yes." Yang Mo nodded without hesitation. He knew that there was no need to be humble when communicating with such a paranoid, and being direct would solve the problem better.
"Okay." Kobe gritted his teeth and nodded: "When I recover, I will definitely kill you with my own hands."
"Welcome." Yang Mo was still smiling.
"Goodbye." Kobe waved his hand and left in a huff.
Looking at Kobe Bryant's back getting further and further away, Yang Mo couldn't help but smile again. Kobe Bryant is really so paranoid that it's childish at best, and childish at worst.
His emotional intelligence is too low. No wonder his victory-oriented character was criticized by his elders when he was young. At that time, he would never have guessed that more than ten years later, there would be a kid who was crazier and more paranoid than him, let alone
I thought that I would fall into trouble in the hands of this guy. He was really weak in signing those one thousand signatures.
After seeing off Kobe, Yang Mo went back to bed and lay down for a while. I don’t know how long it took. The staff came over and asked Yang Mo to get on the bus and go to the arena to adapt to the venue and conduct the final team training.
Arriving on the bus, Yang Mo found that the players of the Eastern Team were not very enthusiastic about him, and even ignored him. Compared with last year, they were even more deserted. For a moment, Yang Mo couldn't help but think of the word isolation.
Generally speaking, big guys come to the All-Star Game to have a good time, and isolation is rare. The only time it was reported was in the 1980s, when Isiah Thomas summoned all the players not to pass the ball to Jordan.
.In addition, Kobe Bryant also enjoyed this treatment in the 1990s. At first, he asked Malone to give him a pick-and-roll so that he could deal with Jordan. Then... Kobe Bryant, who was selected for the All-Star Game for the first time, never sat on the bench again.
Been on the field.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Yang Mo simply sat in the last row, put on his headphones and pretended that everyone was nothing.
After a while, the last player got on the bus. Kevin Garnett walked up slowly with his bag on his back. He is the most senior player on the Eastern Conference team in this All-Star Game. He was on the team in 1995.
The league started playing, and at that time most of the players in this car were still in elementary school.
He greeted everyone enthusiastically as soon as he came up, and all the players responded to him. After he said hello to the big guys, he went straight to Yang Mo: "Hey, boy, you squeezed me out of the starting position, you know
? Your fans are so disgusting, they actually voted for you several times more than all the players combined."
Although Kevin Garnett spoke with a straight face, Yang Mo could tell that he was joking with him, so he chuckled and said, "But you are still an All-Star, aren't you?"
"Actually, I really don't want to play in the All-Star Game." Garnett sat down next to Yang Mo, put his hand on Yang Mo's shoulder, and said slowly: "I'm an old guy now. In two years,
This year is your time."
"Yes, my time is coming soon." Yang Mo deliberately spoke loudly so that everyone in the carriage could hear him clearly.
cut!
Soon, a series of hums could be heard in the carriage. It was obvious that Yang Mo did not have enough strength to convince the people in the carriage. At least in the minds of many people, Yang Mo's words were more like mindless rants.
, rather than a high-spirited declaration.
Yang Mo didn't take it seriously at the sneers in the car. Garnett smiled slightly awkwardly and didn't say anything. Although he has high qualifications, he is not high enough to tell the truth. Or, in other words, he
It's just that he has seniority and has never really dominated this league.
As a result, silence quickly returned to the carriage, with occasional low-pitched discussions in the front. Overall, the atmosphere was very solemn and filled with the atmosphere of struggle. Fortunately, the bus quickly drove to the arena, and everyone finally left after getting off the bus.
This relatively closed space. After Yang Mo changed clothes in the locker room, he immediately went to the arena to train.
The moment he touched the basketball, he suddenly felt that everything had changed. He felt that the connection between himself and the basketball was closer than before, or that he could control the basketball more freely. And when he started exercising
, when he tried various difficult body movements such as breakthrough sprints, he was even more shocked. Because he felt that his body no longer had the stagnation before, and he could hit wherever he wanted, and he was very flexible.
The sudden surge in strength, speed, explosive power and the jitteriness caused by jumping all disappeared overnight. Yang Mo suddenly found that he could finally control these abilities as he pleased. The first feeling this brought about was that Yang Mo had been
The slightly obscure connecting movements became extremely smooth.
This feeling of being able to do whatever he wanted made Yang Mo feel so good, as if the constipation he had suffered for many years suddenly cleared up.
In a happy mood and free body, Yang Mo felt better and more comfortable as he practiced. After a while, he attracted Dwyane Wade, who was doing warm-up exercises on the sidelines. Wade looked at it for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but straighten: This
This guy has actually improved again? I can actually see some cool and elegant feeling in his technical movements. Oh my God, my eyes are not blurred. This guy's movements a month ago were still very stiff, although he doesn't seem to have any technical skills.
I know a little bit about it, but connection has always been a problem. When encountering a double-team, I can only rely on brute force and speed to solve it. Where can I be as cool as now?
Wade was stunned, and Derrick Rose on the other side was also dumbfounded. He used to think that Yang Mo was not far ahead of him, and that he still had hope to catch up. But now, countless despair surged in his heart.
.This guy is like a master, because his technical movements look no different from those of Dwyane Wade, Kobe Bryant, and Tracy McGrady. And the most important thing is
Yes, he still has a beast-like body.
If this guy really learns to pass, who can stop him?
Derrick Rose murmured to himself. He used to think that Yang Mo was just a small hill in front of him, but now it is a high mountain that he must look up to.
Yang Mo himself didn't notice much about Derrick Rose's psychological changes. He was still immersed in the pleasure of being completely controlled by his body, and he didn't even think about how much his strength would improve as a result. He only knew that compared with now
In comparison, before, I was just like playing ball with handcuffs and shackles on me. I was rigid, open and closed, not dexterous and smooth at all.
