Violent striker

() When the Heat rushed to Los Angeles, as expected by Yang Mo, the newspapers were full of brilliant articles from various basketball commentators.They finally caught a game where the Heat lost and Yang Mo's statistics were not good. They directly equated Yang Mo with the team's cancer.

Yang Mo silently added these vicious words to his favorites, waiting for the day when he will be slapped in the face and go back. This is Yang Mo's pleasure. He likes to see funny pictures of those stupid commentators breaking their words.

When the Heat arrived in Los Angeles, Yang Mo just turned on his phone when Lu Xueman called: "Hey, Yang Mo, where are you?"

"At the airport, I'm preparing to go back to the hotel with the team to rest." Yang Mo replied simply.

"You wait for me at the airport, and I'll pick you up right away. You still have a lot of work to do."

"But this is not in line with the team's regulations?"

"I already told Pat Riley, and he agreed." Lu Xueman explained, and then added: "You are now the leader of the team, you have privileges in the team, and there are some rules you don't need to follow .This is the privilege of the strong, understand?"

"Eh..." Yang Mo promised.

"Okay, hang up, I'll call you when I get there."

Lu Xueman's style of acting was swift and resolute, and he hung up the phone as soon as he said it, and immediately there was a beeping busy voice.Yang Mo hung up the phone with a wry smile. She was actually very happy to have such a beautiful manager, and she didn't have to worry about business sponsorship. She would take care of everything for you.But at the same time, it is still a bit of a headache, because some aspects are indeed too strong.

About ten minutes later, before the bus arranged by the team arrived, Lu Xueman had already arrived by her side. Being punctual and trustworthy was also a major feature of her.When she came here, she told Spoelstra that she wanted to take Yang Mo to shoot commercials. Of course Spoelstra disagreed, and Lu Xueman didn't dump him, just saying, "About this matter, You talk to Pat Riley', and then strode away with Yang Mo.

Leaving Spoelstra alone there sulking: Shit, Pat Riley Pat Riley, is Pat Riley just going to put me down?

Spoelstra felt ashamed, but he really had nothing to do with Yang Mo now.Yang Mo is now the core, winning must depend on him.

"Wait, brat, sooner or later you will be cleared from my team!" Spoelster growled viciously in his heart.As Yang Mo's strength became stronger and stronger, his dislike for Yang Mo became more and more intense.

Yang Mo didn't know what was going on in his heart. If he knew what was going on in his heart, Pat Riley would definitely give up his pawns and save the handsome man.Head coaches of Spoelstra's level are everywhere, but core players like Yang Mo who can be used as cornerstones are not common. If the two are compared, of course it is to throw away Spoelstra.

And Spoelstra was obviously confused. At first, his grudge against Yang Mo was because of his national sentiment. Later, it was Yang Mo's face that didn't shake him, and he became stronger and stronger. Finally, he directly Becoming the core, this kind of psychological gap from top to bottom turned all his jealousy into hatred, and gradually it was about to take root in his bones.

After Yang Mo followed Lu Xueman out, he got into a luxurious long Hummer.After sitting down on the luxurious sofa in the car, he asked puzzledly, "You bought this car?"

"Of course not. This is a special car provided by McDonald's, which has given you enough face." Lu Xueman shook her head, took out a black bank card from her pocket, and said, "Hey, this is your reward, after tax 750 million US dollars, I deposited it into Citibank for you, this is their limited black card."

"Black card? What the hell?" Yang Mo frowned, this was the first time he saw it.

"Put this card on the table when you go out to play, and the women who know the goods will hook you up in groups. It's more useful than a Rolls-Royce car key." Lu Xueman said a little angrily.

Yang Mo listened, smiled, stretched out his hand to touch Lu Xueman's frosty cheek, and teased: "Are you so willing to let me go out to seduce women? Your mother already recognizes me as her son-in-law."

Yang Mo was glib, but Lu Xueman blushed a little when she heard this, she was a little confused, and then said seriously: "In addition to filming this commercial, you also have two interviews. One is an interview with Zhong Yang TV, and there are two interviews." One is an exclusive interview with the Basketball Pioneer, which is very important. You must build a good relationship with these mouthpieces that control public opinion, which is very important to your business prospects.”

"Is the schedule so full? I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few days." Yang Mo was speechless, slightly complaining.

"Think about piles and piles of banknotes and it will put you in a much better mood."

Yang Mo closed her eyes and thought about it, but she still didn't feel much better.Then he thought about the woman again, and it was finally much better now.

Seeing the corners of Yang Mo's mouth slowly rising, Lu Xueman couldn't help complaining: "You can think of money like this? I didn't see it, little Grandet."

"What's money?" Yang Mo chuckled and said affectionately, "I'm thinking of you."

"Miss me?" Lu Xueman subconsciously sweetened her heart, and her tone softened a bit: "What do you miss me?"

"Think about the two of us being naked in bed and frankly facing each other, and then we started doing shit..."

Before Yang Mo finished speaking, the blushing Lu Xueman roared furiously: "Shut up! You stinky bastard!"

She told Yang Mo to shut up, but Yang Mo didn't shut up. Instead, he said rascally: "Unless you kiss me, I will keep talking about the picture in my head. I will take off your coat first, and then I will touch you. I touched the base of the thigh, um, so slippery, so slippery! Then I stretched out my hand towards your chest, at this moment your eyes began to blur, and your lips softened slightly, I gently moved it up..."

Before Yang Mo finished speaking, Lu Xueman took a piece of bread next to him and stuffed his mouth.At this time, the blush on Lu Xueman's face had spread to the bottom of his neck, and it was almost within the jurisdiction of the two snow-white big jade rabbits.

Seeing Lu Xueman so shy, Yang Mo thought it was very funny.But enough was enough, and he didn't continue talking.

Playing hooligans is also a matter of style. If you go too far, you will really become a hooligan.If you play around the edges, it will look boring.This is a technical job, and Yang Mo was able to do it freely with the help of the six-pointed star. In the past, he couldn't make a dull fart with eight sticks, and it was difficult to talk to girls, let alone such a high-end atmosphere like playing hooligans Grade pick-up behavior.

Soon, the lengthened Hummer brought Yang Mo to the shooting location, which was a studio in Hollywood.Walking into the studio, Yang Mo first saw a fairy-like woman, Liu Yifei? ?

Immediately, Yang Mo's eyes widened, he looked carefully twice, and turned to Lu Xueman for confirmation: "Do you think that person looks like the fairy sister Liu Yifei?"

"What look, you?" Lu Xueman said angrily, "She is the heroine of this commercial, and you two are partners."

Liu Yifei and my partner shoot commercials?

When Yang Mo thought of this key word, he couldn't help being dumbfounded.Because...Liu Yifei was the object of his teenage fantasies.

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[The eighth update, this chapter is specially updated for the leader of the alliance, "The Injury of Stopping the War". 】

[Ps, ask the monthly pass to break into the top ten.It was daylight now, and another long night passed.I was scolded by my girlfriend just now, she said that I am not trying to update, but desperate.Yes, I am working hard.Victory will never take the initiative to come to you, only you take the initiative to go to victory.Competitive competitions are a minority, if I don't fight, how can I win?Since there is always someone to win, why not me?Why can't it be us? 】

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