Violent striker

() Lu Xueman took Yang Mo to the group of reporters, and immediately found the reporter marked as tv. After greeting a director next to him, the reporter who was broadcasting live with the microphone immediately said: "Okay, Host, we have now invited the only Chinese player participating in this draft, Yang Mo."

As soon as the reporter finished, Lu Xueman gently pushed Yang Mo, Yang Mo walked to the reporter, and the photographer immediately turned the camera over.

Yang Mo looked at the camera and hesitated for a moment, then greeted the camera with a smile on his face, which seemed to be the same thing.Lu Xueman next to him looked at it, couldn't help covering his mouth and burst out laughing, and muttered softly: "It's really a bit of a superstar posture."

"Mr. Yang Mo, maybe everyone is not very familiar with you, because you have never appeared in the domestic basketball circle. Are you confident in this draft?" The reporter asked Yang Mo holding the microphone.

"Hello, viewers, friends, fans, and brothers and sisters in Donghua City, hello, everyone. I am Yang Mo." Make a gesture to signal his focus.

When Yang Mo received Lu Xueman's message, she smiled awkwardly, changed the subject and said, "Maybe everyone is not very familiar with me. I have never played in the CBA, nor have I participated in any national youth teams. In fact, I am I haven’t even entered a professional team, I’m just an ordinary basketball fan.”

"Um..." The reporter was stunned by Yang Mo's words 'ordinary basketball fans', how dare ordinary basketball fans come to the draft?Are you kidding me?At that moment, he looked down on Yang Mo and asked casually, "Then do you have confidence in this draft? Do you think you will be selected?"

"Of course. I wouldn't be here without [-] percent confidence."

Yang Mo was very serious, but subjectively, the reporter regarded him as bragging, so the tone of the question seemed a bit hostile: "Is your self-confidence inherited from your parents? Or is it caused by your growing environment?"

The meaning of the reporter's words was obvious, it was cursing Yang Mo for being uneducated.

Yang Mo might have tolerated it otherwise, but this idiot suddenly stood up and scolded his parents. He absolutely couldn't bear it. As an orphan, his self-esteem was extremely sensitive in this regard.Immediately, Yang Mo's face, which was still smiling, became stiff in an instant. He turned his head and stared at the reporter: "What do you mean by that?"

The reporter was subconsciously startled by Yang Mo's stare, he was really afraid that Yang Mo would twitch himself, this was a live broadcast!He hastily smiled and said, "I mean, is your self-confidence innate?"

"Yes." Yang Mo nodded directly, and continued: "I know you think I'm arrogant, but...time will tell everything."

With that, Yang Mo shook his head and walked out of the painting.

Yang Mo shook his head and left like this. The tens of millions of fans who watched the show all over the country were dumbfounded, and the reporter was also dumbfounded. Such a big temper.

So, she hurried to catch up.

At this time, after being embarrassed for several seconds, the reporter squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay, audience friends, this interview is over."

After saying this, the reporter burst into foul language: "Damn, what the hell? I really think I'm a dick, a bitch..."

Before he finished cursing in anger, the director next to him quickly unplugged the microphone.God, this is live.The screen hasn't been switched just now.Now, people all over the country know that CCTV has a reporter who speaks foul language and doesn't know how to respect others.

At first, the audience thought that Yang Mo's inexplicable departure was a little rude, but after hearing what the reporter said, they completely understood that it was this rude reporter who angered Yang Mo. <It popped up like a bamboo shoot, and everyone is discussing Yang Mo who popped out of nowhere.

Although Yang Mo's first appearance in front of the public was not perfect, the sensation it caused was unparalleled. At least in a short period of time, he made up for the gap in his popularity in the previous 20 years. He became famous overnight.

At the same time, Lu Xueman had already caught up with Yang Mo. She pulled Yang Mo's hand and asked, "How can you do this? Even if someone is rude, you can't leave your face and leave? This is a live broadcast, and there are so many people in the country. Lots of spectators are staring at you."

"Don't talk about it with me, I'll tell you." Yang Mo turned his head, pointed at Lu Xueman, and shouted loudly with his eyes wide open: "If I don't smoke him today, I'm considered well-trained."

Yang Mo suddenly became so serious, Lu Xueman couldn't help being frightened, and closed his mouth for no reason.Although the two had known each other not long ago, Yang Mo gave her the impression of a temperless personality, but she didn't expect to explode suddenly now.She subconsciously felt that the reporter must have touched his back just now, otherwise he wouldn't have been so furious. You must know that she had shown his face in front of him, but he just laughed it off.

After Lu Xueman remained silent, Yang Mo walked to his round table, found a chair and sat down, closed his eyes and mumbled his head.

All kinds of emotions in his heart were ups and downs. He thought of the past ten years. He had a difficult life in these years, but he never embarrassed his parents.Suddenly, he suddenly remembered the scene when his father gave him the first basketball when he was a child. "Xiao Mo, today is your birthday, Dad gave you a basketball, I hope you can beat Dad in the future."

Thinking about it, Yang Mo started to shed tears from his tightly closed eyes, and couldn't stop it no matter what.He was thinking, if his father was still there, how great it would be to be able to watch himself play in the NBA with his own eyes, and how proud he would be!

Yang Mo wiped away his tears vigorously, and handed a tissue in front of his eyes. Yang Mo looked up and saw that it was Lu Xueman.

After hesitating for a moment, he took the tissue, quickly wiped away the tears, and wiped his face twice to make himself look like he had never cried.

"Is there something wrong?" Yang Mo asked Lu Xueman after wiping away his tears. He tried to force a smile to prove that he wasn't sad, but he couldn't do it after all.

"It's okay." Lu Xueman shook her head lightly, sat next to Yang Mo, and asked in a low voice: "Can I know why you are angry? I didn't want to spy on your penis, I just wanted to avoid such things from happening again in the future." matter."

"..." Yang Mo was silent for a while, picked up a glass of water on the table, took a sip, and said: "My father is a very good basketball player. He is my idol. He once led our provincial team to win the championship. A champion in the National Games. He hoped that I could beat him when he gave me the first basketball, and then he cheated. He didn’t wait for the day when I could beat him. When I was ten years old, I was with my mother... ..."

When Yang Mo arrived here, his throat was finally so choked that he couldn't let it go anymore, so he raised his head and drank two more sips of water, but he was still too sad to speak.

Lu Xueman was also very sad when she heard it. She lowered her head and wiped away a lot of tears, then patted Yang Mo's shoulder. He held Yang Mo, who was sobbing silently, in his arms.

"Do you want to know my story?" Lu Xueman whispered.

As soon as she finished speaking, Derek Rose, Westbrook, and Eric Gordon all came over. As soon as Westbrook came over, he patted Yang Mo on the shoulder and said, "Hey, buddy, we have discussed it. We will have a big surprise for you later."

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