NBA: I'm really the Chosen One

Chapter 203 MVP
The Blazers won again without bloodshed three days later at the Pepsi Center in Denver, 4-0, becoming the first team to advance to the second round.

Anthony scored 32 points, but only used an exaggerated 31 shots. Iverson also tactfully gave the stage to Anthony, and did not make the final battle of spirits.

Li Zheng lamented that the Nuggets are obviously strong, but their performance is so unsatisfactory. They failed to win even a game. With the peak Iverson and a solid inside line, if Anthony can play less egotistically, he will definitely be able to improve his efficiency and cause greater damage to the Blazers. However, he did not expect them to lose four games in a row without any resistance.

Those who forget the team will eventually be abandoned by the team.

This is Li Zheng's evaluation of Anthony in his heart. The Nuggets fans will usher in a savior, but it is definitely not him. Sooner or later, he will also leave here in embarrassment, and he will not even be respected like Iverson.

"Cry as much as you want, Allen, no one will laugh at you." Li Zheng and Iverson hugged tightly.

"You bastard. If you win the game, you have to win the war of words." Iverson laughed and cursed. He was very proud that this little brother had grown into the top player in the league. The only pity was that he couldn't take advantage of his last peak to fight against him. This is a series full of regrets.

Although Li Zheng's mouth is not forgiving, his eyes are also extremely complicated. He is the person who understands Iverson's current state best. After the game, Iverson returned to the original appearance that was plagued by injuries and miraculously disappeared. This round of the series would have been extremely exciting, if Anthony hadn't been so capricious.

"Congratulations." Anthony's tone was a little flat, as if Li Zheng's victory was a matter of course. Why is it a shame that the seventh in the Western Conference was swept by the second in the Western Conference?This may be what Anthony is thinking, and it is also the place where Iverson is most incompatible with him.

Iverson turned and left smartly, without looking at Anthony. Anthony looked at Iverson's back with a grimace, and complained dissatisfiedly to Li Zheng, "He always thinks I'm not good and ignores my efforts. I'm really fed up."

"Uh, what do you mean by working hard?" Li Zheng asked.

"I'm a scorer. To help the team, of course I have to take more shots and score more points. Don't you guys get upset by my impact?" Anthony said confidently.

"." Li Zheng was about to refute, but Roy stopped Li Zheng and replied, "Yes, melo, you have caused us a lot of trouble."

Only then did Anthony shake hands with the Trail Blazers and leave confidently. Li Zheng looked at Roy curiously. Roy was a little uncomfortable being stared at by Li Zheng. He couldn't help explaining, "Pay attention to EQ."

"I didn't expect you to be so insidious."

"?" Roy looked at Li Zheng suspiciously.

"You seem to praise Melo because of his high EQ. In fact, you want to make Anthony stick to this cancerous style of play in future games, and then make it easier for the Blazers to win the game. I didn't expect you to have already planned the future. It's too insidious, but I like it." Li Zheng talked eloquently, and it seemed that he was very confident in his analysis.

Roy let out a long sigh, and then stopped the other Blazers from celebrating. After all, this is the home court of the Nuggets. You can't be too arrogant on other people's territory, or you will be embarrassed if you are surrounded by the team bus or can't get out of the arena.

Roy lined up the Blazers players one by one and sent them back to the locker room, like a serious and dedicated kindergarten teacher, but these children are too huge, and the expressions on their faces are a bit too abstract. Roy pushed Li Zheng's back and pushed him back to the locker room. Li Zheng left the court reluctantly.

"Other people's sites don't know what you're excited about." Roy felt that sending these guys back to the locker room was more tiring than him working hard for the entire game.

"This is the first time in my life that I have advanced to the playoffs. What's the point of being excited?" Li Zheng said with a smile while stretching his calf. The Blazers are a young team. They are really not good at hiding their inner emotions. Perhaps a mature team should hold back their happiness and joy and prepare for the next challenge. But for Li Zheng, what he wants is the championship, and any opponent must be defeated, so it's up to him.

"Me too." Roy finally smiled. His maturity made it easy to forget that he was just a second-year rookie. Now he can finally relax and enjoy the joy of promotion.

Rose Garden home.

"Congratulations, young Wang, you are already the best player in the league." David Stern put the MVP trophy in Li Zheng's hands, and Li Zheng held the trophy with one hand and hugged David Stern tightly with the other.

"Your speech was too long, David." Li Zheng and David Stern joked.

David Stern pushed away Li Zheng's hand in disgust, picked up the microphone from the podium and put it in Li Zheng's hand, then stepped back calmly, leaving the center of the stage to Li Zheng.

The lights from the roof were on Li Zheng's body, and he was the only light in the darkness. Li Zheng held the MVP trophy in his hand. He wanted to convince himself to be more excited, but to be honest, he was not as excited as he was when he faced Iverson. This may be the award that most players in the league can't ask for, but after getting it, Li Zheng was not as happy and excited as he imagined.

"MVP!" "MVP!"

The Portland fans themselves did not expect that they could witness the rare miracle in the past few decades. Winning the regular season MVP in the rookie season seems to be just news of Chamberlain and Russell's basketball wild era. Modern basketball has rarely had such a player who showed dominance when he first entered the league.

The doubts at the beginning of the season, the surprises during the season, and the expectations at the end of the season all turned into deafening cheers. Only then did Li Zheng feel the blood in his body gradually burning. The cheers of the fans are his most effective stimulant.

"I should say something." Li Zheng picked up the microphone, his voice was low and firm, "Thank you for your support, this is a great honor, but it does not belong to me completely, but belongs to my brothers, my coaches, my team, they have made me a better person."

When Li Zheng mentioned his name, the whole Blazers team excitedly expressed their inner excitement. Roy habitually put his fist on his chest. The eyes of Li Zheng's manager Ern Tailun and his assistant also flickered. Li Zheng's success is indeed a miracle.

"I should say more, at least to make this ceremony look solemn," Li Zheng said with a smile, "I do have a lot to say, but not now."

The Portland fans were instantly ebullient. They had already guessed what Li Zheng said next, which would be the bold words that the Blazers made at the beginning of the season. Now Li Zheng is turning these ideals into reality step by step!

"The only goal of the Blazers is the championship. Please look forward to what I will say next June."

(End of this chapter)