Chapter 291 Tell him, who am I?
After chatting with Dwyane Wade for a while about entering the entertainment industry, Yang Mo began to actively train. He focused on practicing his offense. Before the game, he made a suggestion to Spoelstra, which was to put himself in the small forward position, and Joel Anthony would play the power forward position.
This was more of an order than a suggestion.
After Yang Mo's direct showdown, Spoelstra no longer dared to act rashly. He had no choice but to obey Yang Mo's words.
The reason why Yang Mo made this decision was because he wanted to minimize the team's offensive wear and tear. The only person with the least offensive ability in the entire Heat team was Joel Anthony. Only when he and he appeared on the court at the same time could the team's rigid shots be reduced to a minimum.
Time seems to pass particularly slowly when people are paying close attention, and seems to pass particularly quickly when they are not paying attention, but in fact it is the same, what is supposed to come will always come on time.
At 7:35 p.m., the Miami Heat's away game against the Boston Celtics was held as scheduled at the TD Garden.
This was Yang Mo's first game after the suspension, and also her first appearance after being filmed for half a month. So... even though the North Shore Garden was known as the devil's home court, nearly 8,000 Yang Mo fans wearing red shirts instantly poured in. This red army directly cut the terrifying away game into pieces. Their presence gave Yang Mo a lot of morale out of thin air. They told Yang Mo with their actions: You will never walk alone.
Therefore, the following scene naturally appeared: when the DJ introduced the home team fans, the cheers were not as loud as when Yang Mo was introduced. Although there were more Celtics fans in the stadium, Yang Mo's fans were all female compatriots, and women always have a natural advantage in terms of voice.
The cheers from the whole audience made Yang Mo excitedly wave to the Red Army, and instantly received an even more overwhelming response. More than 8,000 red women shouted in unison: Super Yang! Super Yang! Super Yang!
The North Shore Garden Arena was instantly occupied by Yang Mo's fans, and the Celtics' home fans became a foil. There is no way, these are all women, and most of them are beautiful women. No man wants to go against a beautiful woman, let alone curse at a woman. This is an irrational choice that does not meet emotional needs!
It has to be said that Yang Mo has grasped the core consumer group without realizing it.
Women are always the most primitive driving force in this world. Those who control women may not be able to control the whole world, but they can definitely control the order of the world remotely.
When the fans in the audience were shouting Yang Mo's name, Kevin Garnett came over and said enviously, "Hey, kid, I didn't expect you to become an entertainment star. Look at these fans, they are so enthusiastic. When can you give me some of your love?"
"Then we have to ask them whether they are willing to like you. This is not something I can decide." Yang Mo shrugged and said with a smile: "However, according to my estimation, it should be difficult for them to like you. After all, those who like me are all fresh and clean, and you are too heavy."
"Stingy, I knew you wouldn't want to." Garnett muttered unhappily, his expression changed from relaxed to serious, and he said to Yang Mo seriously: "Then let's make a bet, I bet you will never win tonight."
"What are you betting on?" Yang Mo frowned. "Let's bet on a thousand autographed photos. If I win, you sign a thousand autographed photos for me. If you win, I'll sign a thousand autographed photos for you."
"Your autograph is much more expensive than mine. I won't lose out on this bet. OK, let's make this bet!" Garnett reached out and high-fived Yang Mo, and it was a deal.
"It's a pity that you can't win!" Yang Mo smiled and shook his head, looking like he was sure of winning.
"That's not necessarily true. We won last time, so there will be no problem this time. We didn't have Perkins last time, but this time he has recovered from his injury. Don't even think about doing anything wrong in the penalty area." Garnett looked more confident than Yang Mo.
"Then we'll see!"
Yang Mo smiled faintly, walked over quickly, and stood in front of Paul Pierce. His main opponent tonight was the guy who had been talking nonsense with him before the game.
Seeing Yang Mo coming over, Pierce suddenly felt unhappy. He just couldn't stand Yang Mo. In his opinion, Yang Mo was a complete idol. Apart from making a bunch of female fans scream and shout for him, he had no skills on the court. In his opinion, he was the one who should be loved by everyone. Because he always felt that he was the best in basketball, but reality gave him a heavy blow. Yang Mo, an unknown boy, enjoyed the cheers and screams that he, who called himself the best in basketball, had never enjoyed. With such a strong gap between reality and reality, can he be mentally balanced?
So, after glaring at Yang Mo fiercely, he tried his best to get into position, even though the referee had not yet blown the whistle to start the game.
Yang Mo did not respond to Paul Pierce's force, but just stood there and let him squeeze him. Although Pierce's strength was very good, it was still a little bit worse than Yang Mo's. So, despite his full strength, Yang Mo remained motionless. It felt like a reckless man trying to overturn Mount Tai with all his strength.
At this time, the referee blew the whistle to start the game, and then threw the basketball from the center of the court into the sky. Perkins and O'Neal jumped at the same time. The two were about the same height and had similar jumping ability, but Perkins was still a little stronger, so his fingertips touched the basketball first and flew towards Rondo.
At this moment, Yang Mo, who had been motionless, suddenly turned around and ran towards the basketball at lightning speed.
As soon as Yang Mo left, Pierce's force point instantly lost its support. The strength he exerted had no force to counteract it, and he staggered forward instantly. His body looked very embarrassed. If it weren't for his excellent physical coordination, he would have fallen to the ground.
Pierce was so embarrassed that he almost fell down. Yang Mo attacked like lightning and stole the basketball in an instant, and ran to the front court. Rondo wanted to chase and defend desperately, but after three steps, Yang Mo's speed was fully opened, and he could only watch Yang Mo rush into the penalty area and run wild. Rondo's speed is good, but compared to Yang Mo, he is still a little behind!
When Yang Mo ran into the free throw line with the basketball, his calf suddenly collapsed, and his whole body rose up like a rocket. After drawing a beautiful arc in the air, Yang Mo suddenly made a beautiful 360-degree turn in the air, which immediately caused the audience to scream. After Yang Mo turned around, the basket was already in front of him. At this time, Yang Mo did not choose to dunk, but after a strong pull, he hooked the basketball into the basket with his backhand...Swish!
The basketball goes into the net gently!
Although this was not a violent slam dunk, the North Shore Garden Arena still rang with cheers like a tsunami, because for these female fans, this "beautiful" layup was more intoxicating than a slam dunk.
Women are always irresistible to beautiful things.
Amid the roar of the entire stadium, Yang Mo pointed at Pierce, who had just escaped from his embarrassment, and shouted to the fans: "Tell him who I am?"
super yang!
The Red Army instantly burst out with their loudest sound so far tonight, instantly filling the entire NDRC. As for the boos from the Celtics fans, they had already been destroyed and drowned out.
"Did you hear that?" Yang Mo tilted his head and looked at Paul Pierce coldly, saying with a hint of contempt: "Do you know who I am now?"
With the support of the Red Army, Yang Mo's indifferent words were full of power, and immediately dealt a heavy blow to Pierce. Pierce gritted his teeth and resisted the unhappiness in his heart. He turned around and ignored Yang Mo's arrogance. Instead, he greeted Rondo. Next, he wanted to get back at the scene himself.
As the boss of the TD Garden, he had to save face immediately after being provoked by a rookie. Otherwise, how could he explain to so many fans?
Yang Mo was not surprised at all by Pierce's move to ask for the ball. This was a response that he could have imagined with his toes. If he had not been surprised at all, he would not be the "immortal cockroach" Paul Pierce who survived being stabbed 11 times.
Therefore, Yang Mo quickly chased after him. His goal now was to prevent Pierce from throwing the basketball into the basket.
One is the 'immortal cockroach' who absolutely wants to throw the ball into the basket.
One is the blood-soul red scorpion who will never let the opponent throw the basketball into the basket.
Thus, the contradiction arose and the atmosphere became more tense.
But before the gunpowder exploded, Yang Mo did not forget to start the trash talk offensive and mocked Pierce: "Hey, Paul, you know what? The way you fell just now looked like Donald Duck being kicked by Mickey Mouse. Haha, haha, it seems that it's time for me to make you a commemorative edition of Donald Duck sneakers!"
Paul Pierce did not say anything in response to Yang Mo's trash talk. He had been accumulating resentment in his heart. He was waiting to give Yang Mo a hard slap in the face as a return gift after scoring a goal.
But how could Yang Mo possibly extend her face to let him hit her?
