Violent striker
Chapter 27: Promise of the Basketball God
( ) "Michael!"
A name was trembling in the hearts of the five people at the same time. For the boys who play basketball, Michael Jordan is the eternal god of basketball.
"Are you calling me?" Yang Mo pointed to himself and asked with some doubts.
"Is there anyone else among you who is Chinese?" Michael Jordan asked with a smile.
"Quick, we're waiting for your good news." Westbrook quickly pushed Yang Mo. They also knew that Yang Mo's chances of being selected were very small. Now that Michael Jordan is willing to chat with him, Ming Shanmao may be interested in him up.Of course, they all hoped that Yang Mo would be selected, so they all pushed him forward.
These brothers have good intentions, Yang Mo knows.But he has already reached a secret agreement with Miami. If Michael Jordan gets in the way, wouldn't it be a big deal?At the moment, he was a little confused.
, may miss the big thing.No, that is not giving face to the god of basketball.
Yang Mo weighed it up, finally gritted his teeth and walked up.He thought to himself, whenever Michael Jordan asked himself, he would go bad, and he would definitely not choose himself.
Michael took Yang Mo to the cafe outside the arena and sat down.Then he took the initiative to ask: "Do you need a translator? We just have a Chinese girl in the player management department."
"No need." Yang Mo waved, since he did the task of Shaq O'Neal, his oral English level is already at the level of an authentic American.
"I watched you play just now, and I think you are very good. Excuse me, would you like to come to our team for a trial training?" Michael Jordan asked with a smile, maintaining his utmost kindness.
"I don't want to." Yang Mo shook his head decisively.
"Huh?" Michael Jordan frowned. He didn't expect that some players would reject his proposal. Doesn't this kid know who I am?
Seeing Michael Jordan frowning, Yang Mo quickly gave a reason: "I think my level may not be up to the NBA standard, so I don't want to waste money and time."
"No, no, no." Michael Jordan quickly said, "You should be confident, man. You don't care what others say about you. I think you are one of the ten best players in this training camp. If you want, we The Charlotte Bobcats door is always open for you."
Michael Jordan's words were equivalent to giving Yang Mo a promise.If it was three days ago, Yang Mo would definitely cheer and shout long live.But now, he has got a promise from Pat Riley, and even the contract has been signed.
He is very happy to be recognized by the basketball god, but he is more sorry, because he has to live up to the basketball god, who made him reach an agreement with Pat Riley.
"Thank you very much." Yang Mo said apologetically: "But... I still don't plan to try out Charlotte. The day after tomorrow is the draft. Running back and forth will make me very tired."
If it was another rookie talking to Michael Jordan like that, Michael Jordan would definitely throw coffee in his face, what the hell, my majestic basketball god didn't even show off with you, what are you dragging in front of me?
However, for Yang Mo, Michael Jordan is very fond of it.He regressed without hesitation, and regressed without a bottom line: "Okay, since you don't want Charlotte, that's okay. Can I learn more about your family and the environment in which you grew up?"
Um?Understand family?Growth Environment?
When Yang Mo heard this, he felt that something was wrong, and thought to himself, could it be that Michael Jordan really chose me?I actually learned about my family background. Is this a concern for the new employees?
Although surprised, but out of politeness, Yang Mo answered truthfully: "When I was ten years old, I lost my parents, and then I am now alone."
Yang Mo's insipidity briefly described his own experience, without the slightest attempt to win sympathy.In fact, Yang Mo didn't need sympathy either. He knew when he was ten years old that he could only rely on himself. People who live in the sympathy of others are more pitiful than beggars.
When Michael Jordan heard Yang Mo's indifference, his heart churns: No wonder this kid is so strong on the court, so he has been independent since he was a child.His competitive spirit must be caused by his family environment.Choose, must choose.If he can't be knocked down by life, then there must be nothing that can knock him down on the court.
Yang Mo didn't know that his simple sentence could make Michael Jordan's determination stronger.
"Sorry to mention your grief."
"It's nothing, it's over." Yang Mo shook his head, he didn't think it was a sad thing.Only those who are not strong enough will always live in a sad life.
Michael Jordan was very satisfied with Yang Mo's calmness. He admired this kind of tough guy, not that kind of bastard who complained about others.Then asked: "Do you have any bad habits?"
Yang Mo thought about it carefully, he really didn't have any bad habits, his life for the past twenty years was like a Puritan, after thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Doesn't it count if you don't like to wash your face?"
Puchi!
Michael Jordan laughed outright after hearing this, and said, "You are so cute. Of course it doesn't count. I mean, do you have any habit of smoking marijuana?"
"No." Yang Mo shook his head and said, "It's illegal for China to do these things."
"Oh, then I'm relieved." Michael Jordan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.He's really afraid of a drug addict in the locker room, which would be a huge disservice to the team.
Jordan was silent for a while, and finally asked a professional question: "Have you been playing power forward since you were a child?"
"I have not received professional training since I was a child. I am considered tall among Chinese people, so since childhood, every time I play, my friends will let me play center or power forward." Yang Mo is very simple He said that he was afraid that if he had too much, Michael Jordan would really fancy him.
"You have never received professional training?" Michael Jordan hurriedly asked after hearing this.
"Well, yes." Yang Mo nodded, he didn't understand what Michael Jordan meant.He thought that he had not received professional training, which would make Michael Jordan reduce his favorability for him, so that it would not affect Miami's selection of him, so he added: "I practiced all by myself."
Yang Mo thought that Michael Jordan would lower his attention because of this, but he didn't expect that after hearing this, Michael Jordan became even more fanatical: Uncut jade! He has never been trained to be able to play like this, this is the real genius.How amazing is the future if you receive professional training?
"Okay, no need." Michael Jordan slapped the table excitedly, scaring Yang Mo into thinking that he was going to leave. Unexpectedly, after he slapped the table, he tightly grabbed Yang Mo's shoulders and said excitedly. : "You are the player we need, I will definitely choose you."
what?
When Yang Mo heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.I thought: Why?I've 'trampled' myself like this, you still choose me, are you sick?
"Are you sure you want to choose me?" Yang Mo asked in confusion.
"Sure." Michael Jordan nodded heavily, and said proudly: "I want to use you to prove to the world that my Michael Jordan's vision is accurate, and the previous ones were just mistakes."
Yang Mo was very grateful that Michael Jordan thought highly of him.But... what about Pat Riley?
Just then, Michael Jordan's assistant walked in with a tall Chinese woman.
As soon as the woman came in, Qiao Dan excitedly beckoned at her, saying: "Lu, come here. This is your compatriot, and you can work together in the future."
Yang Mo asked, the woman Jordan called "Lu" had black hair and exquisite facial features, and she had the gentle feeling of a Jiangnan water town.But the figure is extremely domineering, protruding forward and backward, a typical American girl's figure, exuding a wild and seductive atmosphere everywhere.Combining the two extremes on the same body, there is no sense of disobedience at all. Yang Mo couldn't help muttering softly in his heart: "This is the ultimate combination of Chinese and Western!"
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A name was trembling in the hearts of the five people at the same time. For the boys who play basketball, Michael Jordan is the eternal god of basketball.
"Are you calling me?" Yang Mo pointed to himself and asked with some doubts.
"Is there anyone else among you who is Chinese?" Michael Jordan asked with a smile.
"Quick, we're waiting for your good news." Westbrook quickly pushed Yang Mo. They also knew that Yang Mo's chances of being selected were very small. Now that Michael Jordan is willing to chat with him, Ming Shanmao may be interested in him up.Of course, they all hoped that Yang Mo would be selected, so they all pushed him forward.
These brothers have good intentions, Yang Mo knows.But he has already reached a secret agreement with Miami. If Michael Jordan gets in the way, wouldn't it be a big deal?At the moment, he was a little confused.
, may miss the big thing.No, that is not giving face to the god of basketball.
Yang Mo weighed it up, finally gritted his teeth and walked up.He thought to himself, whenever Michael Jordan asked himself, he would go bad, and he would definitely not choose himself.
Michael took Yang Mo to the cafe outside the arena and sat down.Then he took the initiative to ask: "Do you need a translator? We just have a Chinese girl in the player management department."
"No need." Yang Mo waved, since he did the task of Shaq O'Neal, his oral English level is already at the level of an authentic American.
"I watched you play just now, and I think you are very good. Excuse me, would you like to come to our team for a trial training?" Michael Jordan asked with a smile, maintaining his utmost kindness.
"I don't want to." Yang Mo shook his head decisively.
"Huh?" Michael Jordan frowned. He didn't expect that some players would reject his proposal. Doesn't this kid know who I am?
Seeing Michael Jordan frowning, Yang Mo quickly gave a reason: "I think my level may not be up to the NBA standard, so I don't want to waste money and time."
"No, no, no." Michael Jordan quickly said, "You should be confident, man. You don't care what others say about you. I think you are one of the ten best players in this training camp. If you want, we The Charlotte Bobcats door is always open for you."
Michael Jordan's words were equivalent to giving Yang Mo a promise.If it was three days ago, Yang Mo would definitely cheer and shout long live.But now, he has got a promise from Pat Riley, and even the contract has been signed.
He is very happy to be recognized by the basketball god, but he is more sorry, because he has to live up to the basketball god, who made him reach an agreement with Pat Riley.
"Thank you very much." Yang Mo said apologetically: "But... I still don't plan to try out Charlotte. The day after tomorrow is the draft. Running back and forth will make me very tired."
If it was another rookie talking to Michael Jordan like that, Michael Jordan would definitely throw coffee in his face, what the hell, my majestic basketball god didn't even show off with you, what are you dragging in front of me?
However, for Yang Mo, Michael Jordan is very fond of it.He regressed without hesitation, and regressed without a bottom line: "Okay, since you don't want Charlotte, that's okay. Can I learn more about your family and the environment in which you grew up?"
Um?Understand family?Growth Environment?
When Yang Mo heard this, he felt that something was wrong, and thought to himself, could it be that Michael Jordan really chose me?I actually learned about my family background. Is this a concern for the new employees?
Although surprised, but out of politeness, Yang Mo answered truthfully: "When I was ten years old, I lost my parents, and then I am now alone."
Yang Mo's insipidity briefly described his own experience, without the slightest attempt to win sympathy.In fact, Yang Mo didn't need sympathy either. He knew when he was ten years old that he could only rely on himself. People who live in the sympathy of others are more pitiful than beggars.
When Michael Jordan heard Yang Mo's indifference, his heart churns: No wonder this kid is so strong on the court, so he has been independent since he was a child.His competitive spirit must be caused by his family environment.Choose, must choose.If he can't be knocked down by life, then there must be nothing that can knock him down on the court.
Yang Mo didn't know that his simple sentence could make Michael Jordan's determination stronger.
"Sorry to mention your grief."
"It's nothing, it's over." Yang Mo shook his head, he didn't think it was a sad thing.Only those who are not strong enough will always live in a sad life.
Michael Jordan was very satisfied with Yang Mo's calmness. He admired this kind of tough guy, not that kind of bastard who complained about others.Then asked: "Do you have any bad habits?"
Yang Mo thought about it carefully, he really didn't have any bad habits, his life for the past twenty years was like a Puritan, after thinking about it for a while, he asked, "Doesn't it count if you don't like to wash your face?"
Puchi!
Michael Jordan laughed outright after hearing this, and said, "You are so cute. Of course it doesn't count. I mean, do you have any habit of smoking marijuana?"
"No." Yang Mo shook his head and said, "It's illegal for China to do these things."
"Oh, then I'm relieved." Michael Jordan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.He's really afraid of a drug addict in the locker room, which would be a huge disservice to the team.
Jordan was silent for a while, and finally asked a professional question: "Have you been playing power forward since you were a child?"
"I have not received professional training since I was a child. I am considered tall among Chinese people, so since childhood, every time I play, my friends will let me play center or power forward." Yang Mo is very simple He said that he was afraid that if he had too much, Michael Jordan would really fancy him.
"You have never received professional training?" Michael Jordan hurriedly asked after hearing this.
"Well, yes." Yang Mo nodded, he didn't understand what Michael Jordan meant.He thought that he had not received professional training, which would make Michael Jordan reduce his favorability for him, so that it would not affect Miami's selection of him, so he added: "I practiced all by myself."
Yang Mo thought that Michael Jordan would lower his attention because of this, but he didn't expect that after hearing this, Michael Jordan became even more fanatical: Uncut jade! He has never been trained to be able to play like this, this is the real genius.How amazing is the future if you receive professional training?
"Okay, no need." Michael Jordan slapped the table excitedly, scaring Yang Mo into thinking that he was going to leave. Unexpectedly, after he slapped the table, he tightly grabbed Yang Mo's shoulders and said excitedly. : "You are the player we need, I will definitely choose you."
what?
When Yang Mo heard this, he was completely dumbfounded.I thought: Why?I've 'trampled' myself like this, you still choose me, are you sick?
"Are you sure you want to choose me?" Yang Mo asked in confusion.
"Sure." Michael Jordan nodded heavily, and said proudly: "I want to use you to prove to the world that my Michael Jordan's vision is accurate, and the previous ones were just mistakes."
Yang Mo was very grateful that Michael Jordan thought highly of him.But... what about Pat Riley?
Just then, Michael Jordan's assistant walked in with a tall Chinese woman.
As soon as the woman came in, Qiao Dan excitedly beckoned at her, saying: "Lu, come here. This is your compatriot, and you can work together in the future."
Yang Mo asked, the woman Jordan called "Lu" had black hair and exquisite facial features, and she had the gentle feeling of a Jiangnan water town.But the figure is extremely domineering, protruding forward and backward, a typical American girl's figure, exuding a wild and seductive atmosphere everywhere.Combining the two extremes on the same body, there is no sense of disobedience at all. Yang Mo couldn't help muttering softly in his heart: "This is the ultimate combination of Chinese and Western!"
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