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Yao Ming's immediate support surprised Yang Lin, but it also made him feel very gratified.

He is not fighting alone; his fellow countrymen are supporting him.

That silly nigger next to me is still watching the show.

What's your attitude?

No wonder he couldn't get past the first round despite running around, and even after trying to find a strong teammate, he still failed, turning his professional career into a joke.

What he didn't know was that Yao Ming made a statement on the spot.

The reason is that, in Yao Ming's view, Yang Lin's ability to join the Rockets in the summer was entirely due to his invitation.

Yao Ming's thinking is actually not wrong.

Yang Lin's move to Houston during the offseason was indeed due to Yao Ming.

He hopes to build on-court chemistry with Yao Ming so that they can lead the national team to a breakthrough in performance at next year's home Olympics.

Regardless of what others think, Yang Lin believes that the national team has achieved a breakthrough.

Even if it's just going from eighth to seventh, that's still more valuable than an NBA championship ring.

Don't be fooled by the constant cries from readers in the sports section: "Don't join the national team! Don't join the national team!"

If such a system were available, they would want to join the national team more than anyone else, to win glory and honor for the country.

Isn't that a kind of romance?

After the meeting, Yang Lin and Yao Ming walked back to the training hall together.

On the way, Yang Lin asked Yao Ming, "Brother Yao, in your opinion, what are the current offensive and defensive trends in the league?"

Yao Ming frowned in thought, then tentatively replied, "Encourage offense?"

"That's right! It's obvious."

Yang Lin nodded and briefly analyzed: "In the past few years, teams like the Pistons and Spurs built their teams around defense, making the games very unwatchable."

"This led to a significant loss of fans and a decline in the league's commercial viability. As a result, the league has changed the rules multiple times to encourage offense."

"The league's reforms have been effective. In recent years, the average points per game have increased year by year, the number of possessions per game has continued to rise, and the pace of the game has become increasingly faster."

As he spoke, Yang Lin stopped, tilted his head to look at Yao Ming, and smiled, "Brother Yao, don't you have any thoughts on this?"

Yao Ming asked, puzzled, "What are you thinking? I don't quite understand what you mean."

Yang Lin rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "Brother Yao, you're too heavy. I think you need to lose weight."

"Weight loss?"

Yao Ming was surprised, "But this will reduce my physicality."

Yang Lin laughed and said, "Even if you lose weight, with your massive size, how many people in the league can still challenge you?"

"You don't need to put a heavier burden on your body just to gain an advantage over a few people. For you, even losing just one kilogram is a relief for your entire skeletal system."

Yang Lin took another step, and finally gave a meaningful reminder:

"The pace of the league's offense is accelerating, and you have to consider whether your size can handle more rounds and keep up with the faster pace."

"this..."

Yao Ming stood there, frowning and deep in thought.

Yang Lin didn't care about the outcome or Yao Ming's choice.

Do your best and leave the rest to fate!

As a colleague and fellow countryman, Yang Lin reminded him that no matter the outcome, he would no longer feel guilty.

Frankly speaking, in Yang Lin's opinion, even if Yao Ming loses weight, it's hard to say how long his career can be extended.

His weight is too high. Even if he loses weight, his bones and body will still be under tremendous pressure from frequent running and physical contact.

The following morning, Mo appeared at the team's training facility.

The agent's pressure worked; he explained to Yang Lin:

"The entire team, including the owner, myself, and the entire management, are all looking to compete for the championship... The team's wing will be strengthened."

"I'm in contact with the general managers of various teams, and I expect you'll see my efforts and those of the teams very soon."

Yang Lin replied calmly, "That would be best! Like I said, if the team doesn't want to compete for the championship, then trade me."

"I have to strive for at least one of these: Dao Le (a skill), absolute core player, and honors! Otherwise, the media and fans will say I'm a fool."

Without waiting for Mo Gou's response, he turned and called over a trainer to begin three-point training.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

One, two, three...

Yang Lin feels immense satisfaction every time he practices three-point shooting.

Just as he was engrossed in his projection, a loud "boom" suddenly rang in his ears, accompanied by a loud cry of pain.

What's going on?

Yang Lin immediately stopped shooting and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Seeing what appeared to be a person lying in a corner not far away, everyone in the stadium rushed over.

"What's wrong? What happened?" someone asked as they ran.

"I don't know, I wasn't paying attention over there," someone replied.

Just then, someone ran up and shouted, "It's the team's general manager! Oh my god, how did he get injured?"

Is Mo Gou injured?

Yang Lin quickly filtered out the important information from the noise, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

However, his smile quickly faded.

After all, the time and place were wrong. If he were too happy at this moment, he would be scorned by the crowd who did not know the truth.

As Yao Ming walked towards the scene of the incident, he broke through the crowd of onlookers and shouted to Yang Lin:

"Yang Lin, you'd better not watch it. It's a bit scary, and you're likely to have nightmares at night."

???

226, now that you mention it, I'm even more curious!

Ignoring all advice, Yang Lin squeezed through the crowd and peeked inside.

Uh!

It's really quite scary!

Mo Gou's left arm was bent backwards in an exaggerated manner, his face was covered in blood, and a pen was stuck in his right eye socket.

Gudong!

Yang Lin nervously swallowed, goosebumps instantly rising all over his body, and then immediately turned and left.

Nima!

Is this someone cosplaying Xiahou Dun?

Seeing Yang Lin walk away with a look of horror on his face, 226 approached and said gloatingly, "How about that? I told you it was a bit scary, and you still went to see it."

Yang Lin rolled his eyes at him and asked, "If I looked at it first and then told you the scene was a bit scary and you shouldn't look, would you listen to my advice?"

Yao Ming firmly replied, "I won't listen to advice."

"That would be terrible!"

After saying that, Yang Lin turned and walked towards the locker room.

With such an accident happening in the training hall, what's the point of training?

On the way back to the locker room, Yang Lin muttered silently: What a pity! Mo Gou doesn't know how to contribute to the team at all.

If this triggers a righteous army, I can take the opportunity to strengthen the team.

So, can a force for justice be triggered outside the arena?

Having said all he needed to say, Yang Lin subconsciously opened his system panel.

Hmm... something seems different now?

Name: Yang Lin; Gender: Male; Nationality: China;

Date of birth: July 21, 1985;

Height: 191cm; Weight: 88kg; Wingspan: 201cm;

Has the system been updated?

But it seems to have no effect.

Looking further down, Yang Lin suddenly froze.

"Randomly triggered skill: Army of Justice (Skill triggered, reward not claimed)"

What's going on?

How did the "Army of Justice" event trigger?

I didn't do anything today!

Could it be...?

Soon, Yang Lin thought of Mo Gou in the training hall, whose fate was now unknown.

He probably didn't die!

After all, Xiahou Dun only became deaf in one eye.

Can a righteous army be triggered even off the field?

But I had no prior contact with Mo Gou.