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The brutal Western Conference Finals have finally come to an end, but at the ATT Center, no one is going to cheer the Mavericks for winning the Western Conference championship. Spurs fans spared no effort to boo, 4-2, and the old Spurs had given it their all. But helplessly, they still had to accept the tragic ending of the calf's revenge.

The camera showed Carter who covered his face with a towel, Gobert who jumped up and down happily, the bald coach who kept applauding, and Iguodala who thanked God. Finally, the picture freezes in the center circle of the ATT center, the tall No. 41 and the slightly emaciated No. 1.

A German, a Chinese, and a team led by two international players reached the finals twice in four years. This situation is unheard of and unseen in the history of the NBA.

The two hugged each other tightly and did not speak. These two guys should be savoring the bittersweet and sour of the past four years.

Four years ago, Dirk was in full swing, Kidd had not retired, Terry was still flying in the Center Arena of the American Airlines, the "King of Fighters" was still guarding the Mavericks' basket, Marion was still a very threatening scoring point, and Stevenson was still telling Yiyang what it meant to be tough. What about Yiyang? He's also the fledgling and questionable double winner of Best Rookie and Best Sixth Man.

Four years later, Dirk has taken a back seat, Kidd has dropped his jersey, Terry continues to play in Brooklyn, and "King of Fighters" has little to do with dominance. Marion snuggled, but he didn't last long before he ran out of breath. Stevenson is gone, and few in the league remember that tough guy on the outside. What about the fledgling kid in the first place? Two regular season MVPs, one All-Star Game MVP, four All-Star selections, one starter, and one vote winner. Twice named to the NBA All-NBA First Team, two-time NBA All-Defensive First Team, and two-season assist leader......

In four years, the Mavericks have changed dramatically. But the process of change was not very pleasant.

In the past two years, Yiyang and the team have experienced drastic changes and also experienced a trough. For 12 years, they watched the more talented Thunder sweep themselves away. For 13 years, they could only accept the fact of defeat when they had a huge disadvantage on the inside. Now, 14 years later, they've finally survived!

Dirk and Yiyang have tasted everything in the past four years, and then look at what they have achieved so far. All of this is worth it......

"Let's go, it's time for us to claim our championship trophy. Our second, second championship trophy! Dirk leaned down and whispered in Yiyang's ear.

Since the Mavericks are winning the Western Conference championship on the road, don't expect the ATT Center staff to set up a podium for them in the middle of the court.

Winning the Western Conference on the road is usually a very simple ceremony. At the post-game press conference, the NBA official presented the trophy to the player in front of the media, and everything was fine.

Although the awards were presented only in the humble media reception room, the enthusiasm of the players did not diminish at all.

Gobert held the trophy aloft in the air, his first touch of real honor since entering the NBA.

Carter kissed the surface of the trophy excitedly, and at the age of 37, he finally won the first seat division, and the old guy's dream was finally achieved.

Dirk happily held the trophy in front of the reporters' cameras, asking them to take enough pictures at a time. To win another honor for the Mavericks at the end of his career, Dirk is very satisfied.

Everyone is tinkering with that round championship trophy, although it is only the Western championship, it is still a hard-won honor.

But in the happy crowd, Mouran below did not see Yiyang's figure.

The super-point guard, who had just dominated overtime and had 36 points, 13 assists, six rebounds and two steals, simply sat at the edge of the long table and watched his teammates party with an imperceptible smile.

The silent Yiyang seemed to be outside of the joy of winning the championship, but his faint smile couldn't hide the joy in his heart. That guy in Yiyang, it's all this time, what are you still thinking?

After the simple award ceremony, the Mavericks players got on the team bus with their Western Conference championship trophy in their arms.

Everyone was yelling, and it was perhaps the day with the most smiles on the players' faces since the playoffs began. Until they got on the bus, everyone was still singing happily and making some innocuous jokes. Marion even walked onto the team bus with a bottle of wine, but Carlisle didn't say anything when he saw it. Tonight, let the guys relax.

"What's wrong? Sullen. In the midst of the revelry, Nowitzki spotted Yiyang sitting by the window in the last row of the bus. The guy stared out the window with a blank face, as if all he had achieved tonight was another ordinary victory.

"Huh? No, I'm happy. Hearing someone calling himself, Yiyang put a smile on his face again.

"Oh? Is it? With a suspicious look, Dirk sat down next to Yiyang. He also turned his head to look out the window, and the beauty of the San Antonio Riverwalk kept "receding" outside the window.

"I know what you're thinking, man, I know that." After looking at it for a few seconds, Nowitzki put his eyes back on Yiyang's face.

"When are you going to be mind-reading, Dirk."

"I don't need to read minds, because I'm thinking, I'm thinking about the O'Brien Cup! No one wants to go back with just the division championship trophy, and for the teams that won the divisional title, their battle is not over, but just beginning! The finals, that's where everything is decided! Dirk's eyes became determined, the same as they had been four years ago.

After listening to Dirk, Yiyang nodded slightly. "You're right, Dirk, the battle has just begun."

"But even then, you have to have a good night of relaxation! Forget about the damn games and the abominable media, now all you need is to celebrate the victory! After Dirk finished speaking, he took Yiyang's hand and stood up and rushed into the crowd of revelers.

The buses weave through the streets of San Antonio at night, continuing toward Dallas with a cheerful vibe and a higher purpose.

By the time the Mavericks players who had returned to Dallas overnight landed at Dallas Fort Worth International Airport, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Yiyang was woken up in his sleep, and most of his teammates around him were also sleepy-eyed.

"Damn, I hate overnight trips." Marion stretched, and after drinking a little wine, he was now sleepy.

It's four o'clock in the morning, which means it's June 1st. Although it was already June, the sky in Dallas was still dark at four o'clock in the morning.

The players stepped off the plane and headed towards the airport exit. However, as soon as they walked into the departure hall, everyone was stunned.

The fans held up the "Welcome Home" sign, shouting, and cheered to Yiyang and them.

"Well done, thank you for bringing us to the finals again!"

"I'm going to give you children, ten children!"

"Keep up the good work and win the championship! Please! ”

"You're a Dallas hero! We all love you! ”

The snub that was suffered when they won the championship in San Antonio is now being made up for by passionate fans. Their cheers finally came, albeit a little late.

Although the fans like different stars, the number of people who shout at Yiyang is undoubtedly the most.

City hero, Yiyang never imagined that he would become such a person before. In the past, no matter how well he played, he was not recognized because of the color of his skin. But what about now? Everyone loved him, and everyone admired him.

And the most touching thing for the Mavericks players is that it's four o'clock in the morning! God knows what time these passionate fans have been waiting here since the hour.

Yiyang didn't refuse the fans' request for autographs, and without the support of these cute guys, Yiyang would definitely have much less motivation to fight.

By the time Yiyang and the others finished their work and squeezed out of the airport, it was already past five o'clock in the morning. By this time, the clouds on the horizon had been slightly stained red. Yiyang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, suddenly feeling less tired.

"It's beautiful."

"Isn't that Bryant guy watching the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles every day?" Seeing Yiyang staring at the sky, Dirk couldn't help but tease.

"No, it can't be. Because it's four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles, there's no sun. Yiyang smiled and followed everyone on the team bus.

And that's just the Western Conference champions, and when they return to Dallas with the O'Brien Cup, God knows what will happen.

The rising sun is like the current Yiyang. The day and night in Dallas are over, and this slowly rising No. 1 is about to light up the entire Dallas sky.

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