Houston Rockets and Detroit Pistons.

Visiting the Pistons, there is also an "old friend" of Yang Yiming.

Blake Griffin.

On the piston put on the No. 23 Griffin. Griffin who fought with Yang Yiming in Stamps. Griffin reunited for the first time since his transfer from the Clippers.

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As the Rockets entered the arena, the flashing lights of the Toyota Center shone through the dark tunnel of players. The DJ is screaming the names of each player in reverse order of importance. The fans at the scene have already made a noise and made a noise.

"How's that, excited?" Eric Gordon bumped Yang on the shoulder.

"Excited?" Yang Yiming was a little stunned when asked, "Excited, of course excited." Keep the excitement going every game..."

"No, no, I'm asking if you're particularly excited today?" Gordon warmed up with continuous jumps on the spot, his eyes staring in the direction of the bright light of the arena at the end of the tunnel.

"Particularly excited? I'm so excited..."

"Excited? Isn't there really anything 'special' exciting? Gordon deliberately emphasized the word "special", and turned his head to make a grimace at Yang Yiming.

"Special? … No, what's wrong. ”

"If I were me, I would be very excited and full of power."

"Full of power, why?" Yang Yiming was said to be more and more confused.

"Aren't you excited to see Blake Griffin again?"

Blake Griffin?

The DJ outside the passage happened to call Yang Yiming's name at this time: "From China - No. 17 - 'Dr. Yang' - Yang Yiming!" Before Yang Yiming could react, Gordon pushed from behind, and he suddenly trotted a few steps and rushed into the hall. The tsunami of the fans and the dazzling lights swallowed him up.

Blake Griffin.

Today's posture made Yang Yiming a little dizzy. Without Gordon's reminder, he almost treated this fight as if it were a normal match. He and Griffin pushed each other at Stamps, although it has only been half a season, but it seems to be a matter of the last century. Far from the bustling spotlight of Los Angeles, Griffin became a leader in modest Detroit; Yang soared after that war, chasing honors and personal accomplishments in Houston. Their world seems to be in the opposite direction, but suddenly, today at the Toyota Center, the two parties involved in the fight are going to face each other again!

The DJ is still announcing the names of the Rockets players one by one, and behind Yang Yiming are Joe Johnson, Gerald Green, and Eric Gordon. Then there were the starters: PJ Tucker, Ariza, Rose, Capela, Harden. Chris Paul was recovering from a minor illness today and watched from the sidelines.

Every player's appearance was accompanied by waves of cheers on the scene. In normal times, Yang Yiming knows that these cheers express the support of Houston fans for everyone on the Rockets. But to him today, it seems that every cheer and shout is a cheer from the audience, cheering him on, encouraging him to defeat the name mentioned by Gordon:

Blake Griffin.

Yang Yiming looked for Griffin's figure in the darkness. The lights flickered on and off, and the two teams were separated by a whole stadium, and they couldn't see each other clearly. But Yang Yiming seemed to be able to feel in the dark that the eyes of the tall white figure standing at the back of the Pistons were also looking for his face in the occasionally illuminated darkness.

The ferocious chill could be felt in the darkness.

The lights come on and the curtain opens. The Rockets camp erupted in the most enthusiastic cheers. The starting players of both teams took off their uniforms and lined up one by one in the middle of the pitch. Capela and Pistons center Andre Drummond is ready to jump in the center circle, while No. 23 Griffin, who is in the same position as PJ Tucker, is ready to compete for the second spot at any time.

Yang Yiming walked back to the players' rest area and sat down not far from the halfline, ready to observe the situation on the field first.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Griffin turned his head violently, glared viciously at Yang Yiming, who was watching the game on the sidelines, and whispered: "You are mine (I on you!)".

I on you！

I; you, you; on, verb, "to have, to possess". I own you. This is the tone of the master's treatment of the slave, placed on the court where the ball is ready to jump with bated breath, like a thunderclap on the ground, and the players, coaches and nearby spectators on the sidelines can hear it clearly.

This is the real thing, and he gave Yang Yiming a war letter! Whether he was ready or not, he had to get excited now!

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Yang Yiming never thought that a white player could spew so much trash talk. He knows that in the history of the league, "Glove" Peyton, Reggie Miller, and Michael Jordan were all "famous" trash talk kings, but when it comes to white trash talk kings, Tirry Bird must also be named - Blake Griffin's trash talk style is more like inheriting the style of his white predecessors:

Vitriolous, arrogant, ingenious, and will do anything to destroy the opponent.

For example, the first time he played the game, he gave Yang Yiming a dismount: "You can't stop me." Go home and cry to your mother! He hit with his back, took advantage of Yang Yiming's unstable disc, and half-turned to hook the ball in with one hand.

After the goal, Griffin was even more proud, chattering around Yang Yiming while running back to the backcourt: "I have a private jet, what do you have, rookie?" Oh, I almost forgot, you have 1.3 billion people canvassing for you - your all-stars, aren't they voted by canvassing? ”

Yang Yiming shook his head pretending not to understand.

"If you have real skills, just try to prevent me. We're going to kick you in the ass today! Griffin's pride wasn't unreasonable, as the Pistons kept the pace of the game slow in the first two quarters, and both sides fell into a cycle of ridiculously low shooting percentages. Harden has never been able to get his hands on the road, and the Pistons have been stubbornly holding a few points on the road.

Although Yang Yiming can't spray back Griffin, he knows that the best way to deal with provocations on the basketball court is to fight back with actual actions - not words!

When he got to the frontcourt, he watched Gordon attack with the ball on the side, and he made a eye exchange with Ariza on the line, and Ariza understood it. Yang Yiming suddenly accelerated, took advantage of Ariza's high post without the ball to block and dismantle, and went straight to the basket. Gordon passed the ball to Yang Yiming, he stepped around center Drummond and spread his wings with one arm to dunk!

How could Griffin allow a rookie who had just been verbally humiliated to act as a bully on his own chassis?! He chased two steps, and with Drummond's delay, his hand hooked Yang Yiming's dunk arm and dragged him to the ground!

Foul. The referee's whistle blew.

But Griffin, who successfully fouled him, seemed to have won a battle, and condescendingly yelled at Yang Yiming: "Want to dunk? Rookie, you're still too tender! Next time I promise to make you fall even harder! ”

Yang Yiming glanced at him, stood up with the two hands stretched out by his teammates, and didn't say a word, just hit two free throws to chase the trail to 3 points for the Rockets.

Griffin probably thought that such a war of people was too boring. When it was the Pistons' turn to attack, he was again aggressive in the low post to get the ball. This time, in the face of Yang Yiming's low-post top defense and Ariza's on-line pinch, Griffin first sat back, knocked Yang Yiming away, and then took advantage of the rebound of the body collision to spin, like a small whirlwind to shake off Ariza's pinch, and finally licked the basket to score the ball.

"Did you see that ball? The trick of spinning? ”

Yang Yiming looked at Griffin and waited for him to squirt half a sentence.

"That turning over – I learned it from your girlfriend's bed! Sexy enough, didn't she teach you? ”

This trash talk completely angered Yang Yiming!