1/

The Cleveland Cavaliers, who were four points behind, did not struggle, did not resort to foul tactics again, and surrendered.

LeBron James, who was blocked, was not angry, and after the game, he hugged James Harden and congratulated him along with the Rockets fans in the court.

Congratulations to the victors of the confrontation.

A kind of "you're a good opponent, we'll do it again next time" congratulations.

Lofty in their hearts, embracing each other without words. With such communication, winners and losers alike are proud. When two black bodies dripping with sweat and panting like cattle embraced, fists slammed into each other's backs, no words were superfluous.

LeBron James also additionally hugged Yang Yiming, who blocked his crucial goal.

In addition to this block, Yang Yiming also played another 22 minutes in this game, scoring 15 points, 8 rebounds and 4 assists, with a comprehensive performance. After scoring 100 points in three games in the NBA and Development League, it seems to have become a basketball stage that he is becoming more familiar with.

But for this occasion, he still didn't have time to prepare. In the deafening cheers of the fans, Yang Yiming, who had just slapped the hot pot for the league's first little emperor James, and single-handedly defended the victory for the team, stayed completely in place after the final bell rang, at a loss. His teammates rushed over to celebrate, but he seemed to be in a trance, just smiling faintly, and his body was still stuck in the time and space a few seconds ago!

"One Ming!" Trying to wake him up was Yu Xiaochun, who rushed over from the sidelines.

"Congratulations, you played well." James hugged him.

"Huh?"

"It's LeBron, and he's congratulating you." Yu Xiaochun translated the words of the little emperor in Chinese again and reminded Yang Yiming.

"Thank you!" Yang Yiming, who came back to his senses, was flattered, of course he knew the person in front of him. But after being stunned for a long time, he still only said one sentence, "Luck... I was just lucky. ”

"No, you deserve it." The guy on the other side called LeBron James will not accept such "luck". Excuses can only be seen as another kind of humiliation.

James held Yang Yiming's hand, made a gesture of greeting the black man, and finally bumped his shoulder with him, and whispered while patting each other on the back:

"Only next time, I'll win!"

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November 10, 2017, 7 a.m. local time.

A breakfast shop off Interstate 10 in Houston. The silver bus compartment has been transformed into the main body of the restaurant, and the signboard on the roof of the carriage has been lit up overnight, and it is closed at this time. Only the old-fashioned OPEN (open) word is still lit on the windows, attracting early diners. In the parking lot at the entrance, a few old American cars were parked.

Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun pushed open the door of the restaurant, and on a booth seat by the window of the restaurant, head coach Mike D'Antoni greeted them.

"Sit down."

"Thank you."

"What are you two eating?" The waitress at the restaurant came up to order.

"Hmm..."Seeing that there was no menu on the table, the two looked left and right, hoping to get some hints from the restaurant's advertisements and signs.

"Two American breakfasts, the same as me. He doesn't want bacon, and he drinks orange juice. D'Antoni pointed to Yang Yiming and asked Yu Xiaochun again, "You drink coffee?" How do you make two eggs per person? ”

"Hmmm, coffee. Eggs..."After consulting Yang Yiming's opinion, Yu Xiaochun replied to the usher, "He wants two fried on one side and some raw." Mine is going to be scrambled eggs. ”

"Good choice." D'Antoni nodded at Yang Yiming and praised him.

"Gentlemen, come at once." The waitress hurriedly scribbled a few strokes on a piece of paper, then turned around and went back to the bar--kitchen area.

"Hello coach." After entering the door and sitting down, Yang Yiming, who had not had time to communicate with each other, made up his greetings to D'Antoni. The latter only waved his hand, indicating that he was not welcome.

"So," the old man asked, taking a sip of his coffee, "how did the cap feel last night?" ”

"This..."

"Tell me about it." D'Antoni was in high spirits and his eyes lit up like an enthusiastic sports journalist.

"It's so cool, it feels like a dream, like..."Yang Yiming seemed to be still reminiscing.

"Like what?"

"Like... Playing NBA games like can't be believed. Yang Yiming said as Yu Xiaochun translated "unbelievable" into English to D'Antoni.

"Why? Why does it feel this way? "The manager really likes to get to the bottom of things.

"I just didn't think it would really happen to me..."

"It should be believed." D'Antoni interrupted him quickly, chewed a mouthful of sausage in his mouth, and leaned back into his chair.

His eyes were squinted, his temples were gray, and his hair was thin. The appearance of this old man under the sun made Yang Yiming suddenly think of someone. That unmistakable tone, it seems like it's been a long time since I've heard it.

"Do you know why I sent you to Team Vipers and set you a 100-point challenge? By the way, you did an excellent job and exceeded my expectations. Coach D'Antoni pulled a sly smile at the corner of his mouth, maybe he himself never thought that Yang Yiming could really score 101 points in three games.

It turned out to be a radical method!

Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun shook their heads together.

"The 100-point challenge, I'm here to get you used to American basketball."

The two were even more confused.

"Yiming, you are very talented in basketball and have a high ball quotient. That's why I strongly recommended you to the Rockets management after Zhou Qi's injury — yes, we've been tracking your performance for a long time. The waitress brought breakfast to the two, and D'Antoni motioned for them to listen to him while they ate, "But the philosophy of American basketball is very different from that of the East. Being humble, sharing, and helping others doesn't work very well here. In the NBA basketball world, you have to show yourself first, ask for the ball, score, convince others, and establish order before people will pay attention to you, otherwise you will always be just a shadow. That's why I'm asking you to go and score like crazy. ”

“… I've taken Nash before, have you seen him play? ”

The two young men who were feasting vigorously nodded.

"Before I met him with the Suns, he was a great player. One of the best passers of all time, you could say that, but it's still some distance from the regular season MVP and the greatest. So I told him to do something. ”

"What's the matter?" Yu Xiaochun, who is interested in any topic of basketball history, couldn't wait to ask before he could swallow the food in his mouth.

"I said to Nash: You're going to score. You can continue to be your passer, but first you have to be a scorer! ”

"Why?!"

"NBA history, can you name any player who has made a name for himself purely as a passer?" D'Antoni asked Yu Koharu rhetorically.

Not really!

"I think you both know the rest of the story."

Well, there is no doubt about it.

Steve Nash's Suns bombardment storm was unparalleled, and he also became one of the greatest foreign players in NBA history, almost rewriting his career.

"So you mean? Yang Yiming, who had just swallowed the last flowing omelette, carefully put down his knife and fork and asked the old man who was talking to the other side.

"But you're growing faster than I expected." D'Antoni seemed to be deliberately not answering, "You don't just learn to score, you use it to prove your presence. What I didn't expect in these two games outside the Vipers was that you started to get aggressive. That ball from James, that defensive determination, is aggression! ”

In his excitement, D'Antoni banged on the table so loudly that the whole restaurant could hear the table clang.

Yang Yiming and Yu Xiaochun each swallowed a sip of the drink in their cups and didn't dare to speak.

Was this insolent old Italian man just to praise the two of them for breakfast the day after he won?

A nice word from the manager?

No.

Most likely it won't be that simple - "Now that we're here, let's talk about aggressiveness." ”

Really!

"A 100-point goal seems a little too easy, so how about we set a small aggressive goal?" D'Antoni crossed his arms, his eyes curious, intriguing and seductive.

It's like watching a good show, and it's more like playing a real NBA game!

"Show me this year's Rookie of the Year, Yiming."