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Chapter 1655 Mr. Bo analyzes Wang Yi

A wise light flashed in Mr. Bo's eyes:

"Do you really think that Wang Yi is not moving? Look at how easy he has played in these 10 games. He averaged 26 minutes per game and scored 30 points per game. If this time is extended to normal He averaged 36 minutes per game, so could he average 40 points per game?"

When everyone heard this, they seemed to have figured out the way.

But there was still a reporter who did not give up and replied:

"But basketball games can't be counted in this way. He averages 26 minutes per game, and his physical fitness is very abundant. But if he averages 36 minutes per game, the worse his physical fitness will be, and his offensive efficiency will also be worse."

Mr. Bo smiled and shook his head, his silver hair shone with silvery white light under the light of the media room.

"You still don't understand Wang Yi."

After a pause, he continued:
"If you watch all the games of the Kings this season, especially the three games that the Kings lost, you will find a characteristic. In many games, especially in the games with close scores at the last minute, According to his past personality, Wang Yi will roll up his sleeves and do it alone."

"Give me the ball at the last moment, that's what Wang Yi used to do all the time."

"But Wang Yi is different this year. In many games, he is willing to hand over the ball to his teammates."

A reporter immediately retorted: "That only shows that Wang Yi's fight has become softer and less bloody. He is no longer the same Wang Yi as before."

Old Man Bo retorted with a smile: "Do you believe what you say?"

Then remember to hear the words, there is no words.

Mr. Po went on to say:

"I can believe that the earth is flat, and I can't believe that Wang Yi is bloodless. The reason why Wang Yi handed over many balls to his teammates and is happy to pass the ball is because he has grown up. He understands that a person's strength is not really strength, The strength of the whole team is the real strength.”

"He trains his teammates' ability to handle the ball by passing the ball constantly. Although everyone's ability to handle the ball is different, within their ability, they can maximize their strength, so that a team can The team as a whole is stronger."

"Wang Yi handed the ball to his teammates at the last moment in many games, just to exercise these abilities of his teammates."

"If Wang Yi really wants to roll up his sleeves and do it himself in those games, do you think he can't make it?"

Mr. Bo's words silenced all the reporters, but there was still another reporter who remained stubborn: "How can you prove that what you said is true?"

Old Man Bo smiled and shook his head: "In the second half of the regular season, especially in the playoffs, you will know whether what I said is true or not."

For Mr. Bo's evaluation, many basketball big Vs sneered.

Pierce smiled and said that the old man is confused.

Pippen said that Mr. Bo was going to play against the Kings, so he gave Wang Yi some sugar-coated bullets before the game!

But Zen master Phil Jackson said when he attended the show:

"Popovich is a legendary coach. He can see a lot more than ordinary people, and he can think a lot more than ordinary people. It's still his words, see you at the end of the regular season .”

On the afternoon of the second day after Mr. Bo finished his interview, the Kings flew to San Antonio.

When the Kings came to the hotel to stay, Wang Yi received a call from Mr. Bo.

Seeing that it was Mr. Bo's number, Wang Yi answered the phone with a smile.

The voice of the old man on the other end of the phone came:

"Young man, what do you mean? It's not a state of etiquette to come to San Antonio and not immediately visit an 80-year-old man."

Wang Yi replied with a smile:
"Before the two armies are at war, I dare not go to your place casually."

Mr. Bo laughed loudly: "You have an old saying in China, if two armies are at war, if you don't kill the envoy, don't worry, I won't kill you."

Wang Yi shook his head: "Then I'm also afraid of your sugar-coated bullets."

"There are no cannonballs, only red wine, come here quickly."

Old Man Bo shouted pretending to be angry.

Wang Yi knew that this is why Mr. Bo called himself.

You must know that Mr. Bo rarely invites people to drink red wine at his house, but now this legendary coach in his 80s can call him as soon as he lands.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Then Wang Yi drove to Mr. Bo's villa.

When he reached the gate of the villa, the gate was already opened, and Wang Yi walked directly to the gate of the villa.

Seeing Mr. Bo, he shook his head and said:
"It's too unkind of you to expose me at the press conference."

Mr. Bo smiled and said, "I'm really being kind to expose your tricks so that other teams can be wary. When will your wine cellar start brewing?"

Wang Yi shook his head and said, "Construction is underway, but the vineyards there are old ones, and they can be brewed as soon as the construction is completed. Don't worry, I know what you mean, I will reserve two bottles of the first batch of wine for you."

Mr. Bo nodded in satisfaction: "Well, that's right, that's what I meant. This guy looks like a guy from the state of etiquette. Go, go to my wine cellar, you can choose whatever you want."

Wang Yi nodded, then asked:

"Did you choose randomly besides the dozen or so bottles?"

Mr. Bo stroked his silver-white beard with his hands:
"There are only a dozen bottles and you can choose whatever you want."

After all, the two laughed loudly and headed towards the wine cellar.

That afternoon, the two of them sat in Mr. Bo's living room.

Once again, we talked from the sun setting in the west to the moon rising in the east.

In the end, Mr. Bo said: "Before you meet me in this year's playoffs, you don't want to be eliminated."

Wang Yi also said with drunk eyes: "This should be reserved for you to say."

The two agreed to meet again in this year's playoffs.

Early the next morning, Wang Yi returned to the hotel.

When D'Antoni saw Wang Yi come back, envy flashed in his eyes.

As a coach who has been in the league for more than 20 years, he also wants to be recognized by the legendary coach Mr. Bo.

But Mr. Bo has too much vision, he is not so lucky.

On the morning of the second day, the Kings only had a little training to maintain their physical condition.

At 5:00 p.m., the two sides arrived at the Spurs home arena.

Due to Mr. Bo's order, the Spurs players did not say anything harsh.

And because of Wang Yi's advance notice, the Kings didn't say anything harsh.

Both sides looked harmonious before the game. l
It's just that when the Kings came to the sidelines, the audience didn't buy it.

Seeing the Kings enter and come to the sidelines, the audience shouted one by one.

"Tiptoe team!"

"Tiptoe team!"

"Tiptoe team!"

Their cries were wave upon wave.

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