The reporters in the crowded post-match press conference vied with each other to ask questions, and there was laughter for a while. Harden and Howard are grinning on either side of head coach McHale.

Although the victory in this game allowed the Rockets to establish the fourth place in the West, thus gaining a valuable home-court advantage in the playoff race, at this moment, the head coach McHale can still vaguely see the unhappiness brought by Jeremy Lin's sake.

Although the interested reporters wanted to dig up some of the gossip material, few of them dared to touch the tiger's ass in person. However, because of the presence of Harden and Howard, the reporters were not much disappointed, and were amused by the nonsensical answers of these two guys from time to time.

"James (Harden), haven't you convinced Wang Yu to get rid of his habit of never attending post-game press conferences?" A local Houston reporter asked with a smile.

"Wow, that's a good question." Harden stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Wang Yu has already told me that as long as I shave my beard, he will get rid of this bad habit." ”

"And when are you going to shave off your signature beard?" Another reporter asked with a smile.

"Haha, I'll shave it this year if I can." Harden rolled his eyes with a strange smile, and without waiting for the reporter to ask again, he smiled: "Do you know why it's this year?" ”

"Why?"

The reporters immediately became interested, and hurriedly aimed the long guns and short guns in their hands at Harden.

"Hey, let Dwight (Howard) tell you that." Harden smiled and pointed to Howard next to him, reaching out and making a gesture of please.

"Let Daddy Mike (McHale) tell you, I don't want to steal the limelight from Daddy."

Before the reporters could point the guns at him, Howard was already laughing and throwing the question to head coach McHale, who was sitting in the middle.

With the crunch of the shutter, the reporters stared at McHale closely, eager to learn the reason from him. Looking at the sincere faces, McHale cleared his throat with a smile, and then slowly stood up with the microphone.

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While Harden and Howard were joking with a group of reporters at the press conference, Wang Yu was speeding down the highway in a car. Although he agreed to find time to have a bullfighting match with Lin Xue's boyfriend Yi Haiyang, who suddenly changed his mind, Wang Yu did not cash in immediately, because Wang Yu had more important things to do than at this moment.

He wants to see Jeremy Lin leave as soon as possible, and he doesn't want such a discordant situation on the team as the playoffs are about to begin. Although he was very disdainful of Jeremy Lin's strength, Wang Yu was afraid that this incident would bring unexpected trouble to head coach McHale.

After all, the team's main sponsorship contract is from China, and if things don't get resolved as soon as possible, the Rockets' playoff journey may be unexpected.

Thinking of this, Wang Yu couldn't help but step on the accelerator hard, and the red Ferrari sports car immediately turned into a red light and jumped into the distance.

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In the slightly extravagant villa, Jeremy Lin was standing on the balcony on the second floor with a glass of red wine with a blank face. Not long ago, he just received a call from Morey, the general manager of the Rockets, but he didn't give much face to Morey by relying on his status as the darling of Asia.

This anger has actually been suppressed in Jeremy Lin's heart for too long, and now he doesn't feel the slightest regret after being stimulated by Paul, so he is prepared for the worst, if there is really no way to get the real starting position he wants, he would rather change the club (team). Jeremy Lin knew that with his super popularity, there would be countless teams in the league who wanted him right away.

But then again, Jeremy Lin didn't really want to leave Team Rocket. He also knows in his heart that the reason why he can gain such a high popularity in China in Asia is not only because of his Asian identity, but also because the majority of Chinese basketball fans have a very special feeling for the Rockets.

If you do make the decision to switch to other teams, even if you will still get a lot of support, it will inevitably make your popularity drop a lot. Coupled with the fact that there is already a real Chinese Wang Yu in the team at this time, if he really leaves the Rockets, maybe he will lose that huge fan base from now on. Under a series of chain reactions, maybe he will turn back to the obscure young player he used to be again in less than two years.

Thinking of this, Jeremy Lin was very entangled in his heart. He had just finished drinking the red wine in his glass with a sullen breath, when suddenly a red Ferrari drove towards the villa where he was staying.

Buzzing...

The Ferrari stopped in the open space in front of the villa with a fluttering tail, and Wang Yu stepped down. Jeremy Lin saw it clearly, and after a while, he couldn't help but smile coldly in his heart, and then turned around and walked into the room.

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"Is Jeremy Lin really practicing?" Wang Yu asked with a smile to the middle-aged man who was leading the way in front of him.

"Yes, Mr. Wang, Mr. Lin has been practicing since he just came back." The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "The stadium is here, please here." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Wang Yu smiled and nodded, but in his heart he didn't believe what the middle-aged man in front of him said. Just as Wang Yu was sneering in his heart, suddenly there was a faint sound of a basketball hitting the floor in his ears.

"Please come in, Mr. Wang is inside, I'll retire first."

The middle-aged man who led the way led Wang Yu to the door of a room, nodded apologetically, and turned around and left here after speaking. Wang Yu secretly felt that the middle-aged man's acting skills in front of him were a little bad, smiled bitterly, and then strode in.

"Is there anything you want me to do?"

As soon as Wang Yu stepped into the room, Jeremy Lin immediately put down the basketball in his hand and asked coldly.

"It's all yellow people, can't they come to see you if there's no matter?"

Wang Yu smiled and glanced at Jeremy Lin, who was cold, and said that he took off his coat and was still on the ground on the side, and said with a smile: "Your housekeeper seems to have changed, and he actually told me that you have been practicing until now." ”

"What's the matter, is there something wrong?" Jeremy Lin asked coldly.

"There's no problem, it's just that I haven't seen people who have practiced for a few hours, and the clothes on their bodies are still so neat and clean, so I'm just a little curious."

Wang Yu smiled a little sarcastically as he spoke, strode into the arena, and said, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, haven't you always disobeyed me?" Do you dare to fight me again now? ”

"Very well, that's what I thought." Jeremy Lin smiled coldly, and as he spoke, the basketball in his hand smashed towards the basket not far away.

"Okay, if I win in the end, you're going to apologize to head coach McHale and play well, okay?" Wang Yu said with a smile.

"What if you lose in the end?" Jeremy Lin asked coldly.

"And what do you say?" Wang Yu said with a smile.

"If you lose in the end, you're going to get me out of this team, do you dare?" Jeremy Lin sneered.

"Okay, it's rare for you to be so confident, let's get started." Wang Yu smiled indifferently, walked to the three-point line at the top of the arc, and immediately shot the basketball in his hand.