Yang Mo drove Lu Xueman home in his car. Lu Xueman's face was heavy and serious along the way. This made Yang Mo a little nervous. He didn't know if this was a sign before the volcano erupted, so he still closed his mouth tightly for fear of
Disaster comes from the mouth.
Yang Mo carefully kept silent. After the car drove for a while, Lu Xueman finally spoke. His tone was not angry, but very serious and thoughtful: "Yang Mo, you are twenty this year. You are not a child anymore. Look,
How much trouble have you caused during this period, and now all the media think you are a thorn in the side, do you think it feels good to be the enemy of the whole world?"
"I enjoy it very much." Yang Mo replied seriously: "I said at the draft that I will use the stones thrown at me to build the most luxurious castle. Now there are too many stones, which means
I can build the most luxurious and magnificent castle in the world."
"Then do you know what your current commercial value is?" Lu Xueman said with hatred, she was very disappointed with Yang Mo's answer.
"I don't know." Yang Mo shook his head with an indifferent attitude.
"It's zero, or even a negative number. Originally...as a Chinese player, your market is very good, and you are still a lottery pick. But now you have successfully screwed yourself through a series of actions. Big brands simply don't
I will consider you, but you don’t like small brands.”
"Remember, a basketball player is not going to get screwed by anything unless he performs poorly on the court. Look at Allen Iverson, he's not in trouble yet, but again, he's a very commercial player.
Another example is the great basketball god Michael Jordan. He also has a lot of troubles off the court, but who can deny his miracles on the court?" Yang Mo shrugged his shoulders and turned to educate Lu Xueman: "I
It’s very disappointing to know that you, as an agent, can’t sign a commercial sponsorship contract, but... this is just the beginning, believe me, things will get better in the future.”
"Don't talk about the future now, let's talk about the present." Lu Xueman shook his head, took out a stack of newspapers from his bag, handed it to Yang Mo, and said, "These are some of the most famous sports newspapers in the United States. Take a look.
There is no news that is optimistic about you. Even at home, in our own country, few people are optimistic about you. Everyone thinks that you will fail after fulfilling the first contract."
"Have you never seen me play?" Yang Mo asked. After asking, he patted his head: "Yes, you have indeed never seen me play."
"To be honest, after reading these analyses, I don't think you can achieve very good results." Lu Xueman said pessimistically.
Seeing that the people closest to him were all affected, Yang Mo couldn't help but ask himself: Am I really that bad?
The answer is no, Yang Mo doesn’t think he is bad. After more than a month of professional training, he feels that he can fully establish himself in the NBA. Several of his coaches also have great confidence in him. Shooting coach Rick even told him
You can compete for the best rookie award. Although Yang Mo also knows that this is a joke, it also proves his strength.
"Then let's wait and see, anyway, the regular season will start in less than half a month." Yang Mo smiled slightly and said confidently.
"I hope you can produce wonderful data." Lu Xueman still looked pessimistic.
Regarding Lu Xueman's pessimism, Yang Mo could only respond with a helpless smile. In addition to cheering for himself silently in his heart, he could only look forward to the arrival of the game. Only then can he truly be proud and proud. No matter what he said now, it was just empty talk, far worse than a
It was a hearty game.
Yang Mo was waiting for the regular season to come, but he didn't expect that someone would be waiting for him in the preseason. This person was Brook Lopez of the Nets, the one who got his butt kicked hard by Yang Mo at the Orlando training camp.
Lopez.
To a certain extent, the focus of the game between the Nets and the Heat was the China Derby, with Yi Jianlian facing off against Yang Mo. However, Brook Lopez didn’t know what medicine he had taken wrong, and he jumped out to steal the protagonist’s role:
"Yes, I will kick China Yang's ass hard in the game. I think he is not worthy of being ranked in front of me. He is not even qualified to be selected. I will use data to humiliate him!"
Brook Lopez spoke nonsense to the media. Now Yang Mo is a hot figure. As long as he provokes him personally, he will make headlines. Of course, Lopez is not willing to give up this opportunity, not to mention that he and Yang Mo have a feud.
On the afternoon of that day, the Heat officially announced that Yang Mo would not participate in the preseason trip to Europe, citing physical discomfort as the reason.
After receiving this news, Brook Lopez became even more arrogant and continued to speak unscrupulously to the media: "Haha, that Chinese guy has shrunk his eggs. He is a useless guy. He avoided the game because he was afraid of me. He can avoid it
In the preseason, he will definitely not be able to escape the regular season. Then I will still teach him a lesson and let him know what an American center is."
Brook Lopez's villainous attitude made Yang Mo hate him. After watching the video, he immediately called Pat Riley and applied to lift his suspension and participate in the preseason games.
However, Pat Riley rejected him: "Let him be arrogant for a few days. The higher he climbs, the worse he will fall when he falls. I believe you can beat him to pieces."
Pat Riley refused, but Yang Mo could only endure it.
The next day, on the way to the training hall, Yang Mo was intercepted by a bold reporter. Under his repeated questioning, Yang Mo finally broke the habit of not speaking to reporters and took the initiative to say: "Tell that brat from the Nets that in a week
Seven days, twenty-four hours a day, whether it is Miami or New Jersey, I can deal with it anytime and anywhere. Also, remind him not to forget who beat him to the ground at the Orlando training camp. Finally, the Heat's regular season game
The second game was against the New Jersey Nets. Even though it was an away game, I still beat him until he went home crying and called his mother."
After saying this, he stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
