Wall returned to the field and Tang Wenlong returned to the flank.

It's still a good feeling to be in control of the ball, at least in a game like this where he doesn't care about winning or not, he can use his imagination freely, free and unfettered.

By the halfway point of the second half, the scores of both teams had broken through to triple digits.

"Don, aren't you really going to compete for the MVP of this rookie game?"

Wesley Johnson's thighs trembled, and he chatted with Tang Wenlong.

Tang Wenlong chuckled and said indifferently: "Of course, I don't care about this honor at all, what if I win this rookie challenge MVP"

Wesley Johnson exclaimed: "You've always been so goal-oriented, and it looks like you've reached a level I can't catch." ”

Tang Wenlong patted Wesley Johnson on the shoulder and grinned.

Wesley Johnson sighed, "If you don't fight for this MVP, it's probably going to be taken away by DeMarcus, this guy has scored 20 points now, what an inside killer." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Tang Wenlong smiled mysteriously, his eyes fixed on the technical statistics that were now showing above his head.

"Wall was also very good on the ball today, he has 15 assists so far, and if he has a few more assists, he may be able to break the record."

Wesley Johnson took a look, and it was.

"This guy is hiding so deeply, I haven't even noticed."

The two of them chatted about it, and the first-year team suddenly took the lead. John Wall made a steal and went on a fast break with Griffin.

At the three-point line, the two men glanced at each other, and Wall suddenly hit the ground.

As if smashing the ball on the floor, the basketball hit the floor and flew high again, crossing a trajectory before appearing near the basket.

Griffin understood, strode to follow, spun one hundred and eight in the air, and completed the dunk with both hands behind the basket.

"Wow!" The audience exclaimed.

Wesley Johnson, who was next to Tang Wenlong, also opened his mouth exaggeratedly and made a shocked expression cooperatively, which happened to be captured by the camera that was cut over. There were even more exaggerated ones in the stands, such as New York superstar Stoudemire, who made a gesture of worship to catch the attention of the cameraman. Tang Wenlong, on the other hand, is relatively calmer, no matter what, he will always have a humility that is the hallmark of an oriental.

With ten minutes left in the game, the first-year team led by six points, 113-107.

"Ha, this game is about to enter the best time!" Joe Thomas said to Fang Chuxia beside him, he was a professional scout before he became Tang Wenlong's agent!

Fang Chuxia has also watched a lot of games and knows that this is the so-called critical moment.

"Why didn't Wenlong play, I rarely came to watch him play live, he didn't perform well." Girls' points are always so strange, if Tang Wenlong knew that Fang Chuxia was in this kind of psychology now, maybe he would have retracted his idea of not competing for the MVP of the Rookie Challenge.

A few minutes later, Tang Wenlong was substituted for a last-minute match.

The strongest fighting spirit on the sophomore team was Holiday with a top 25 points, followed by Blair from the Spurs, and the big black also scored 20 points, and his strength should not be underestimated. So the coach also knows how to put these two best on the court, supplemented by Curry, DeRozan and others.

With only one minute left in the game, the first-year 139-130 led the second-year by nine points, basically declaring the victory to belong to the first-year.

Wall also staged a behind-the-back dunk in the final minute to win a round of applause.

Tang Wenlong contributed 17 points in the last 22 minutes of the game, including 4 dunks, and the flight attendant with Griffin was the most brilliant.

Amid streamers, flowers, and applause, sponsor Kano stepped up to the podium from behind the scenes, holding a note with the name of the MVP.

"It's either DeMarcus Cousins or John Wall. It's really cheap Kentucky. Wesley was a little unconvinced, he was an NCAA champion.

"Well, it doesn't matter." Tang Wenlong applauded absentmindedly, his eyes glanced at him, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

The first-year players all stood on the podium, and the makeshift podium was not small, and after standing such a bunch of strong men, they were able to stand two or three staff members and sponsor Kano.

"Hey, get up!" Wesley Johnson and Monroe rhythmically shook hands at each other and had a lot of fun.

After the presenter's remarks, Kano walked over to the standing microphone, which he lowered slightly and cleared his throat.

"Ahem~"

"The MVP winner of the 2011 NBA All-Star Weekend Rookie Challenge was—"

"John Wall!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience burst into cheers, and the impact of 22 assists breaking the Rookie Challenge record was not small, and many female stars on the sidelines gave flying kisses, making Wall's face flushed slightly, although he couldn't see anything because his skin was too dark.

"I want to thank my teammates, I wouldn't have been able to win this award without their super scoring ability, thank you guys, thank you to everyone."

Wal talked eloquently, and when he talked about his teammates, the corner of his eye turned to Tang Wenlong's side.

Tang Wenlong didn't care at all, there was no change in the frequency of applause, Tang Wenlong's expression did not change from beginning to end, not like a star who came to participate in the NBA All-Star Weekend game, but like a stranger who was ready to watch a football game. This made his originally high mood drop slightly, and he suddenly felt that this award was boring.

At the end of the awards competition, Hayward pulled down Don and Wesley Johnson to send out invitations.

"Do you play 2K together at night? I invite you. ”

"No, no." Wesley Johnson refused.

Tang Wenlong also shook his head, "No, I have other things to do, you go to Greg (Monroe), he is empty anyway." ”

"Hey, you're all busy." Hayward didn't force it, waved his hand and really went to find someone else.

Tang Wenlong said goodbye to his acquaintances one by one, and walked to the players' tunnel.

As I walked, suddenly a reporter and a camera appeared on the side. Then there were two reporters, three reporters and finally the last group of reporters, who surrounded Tang Wenlong.

"How can there be such a media **." This was Tang Wenlong's first reaction.

When he looked at it, he suddenly realized that the microphones handed over by these reporters were all media that he had often seen in China, and it turned out that this group of enthusiastic reporters was from a distant hometown.

"Tang Wenlong, can you tell us how you felt about participating in All-Star Weekend for the first time?"

"Tang Wenlong, are you confident of winning the All-Star Slam Dunk Contest tomorrow?"

"Are you ready to be the first Asian flyer?"

Tang Wenlong buzzed with a bunch of questions in his ears, the situation made him quite embarrassed, and even a little angry, but when the standard and longing Mandarin came out, it seemed to be injected into his heart all at once, and all the unhappiness disappeared, and he even felt a little kind.

"Would you like to go to the locker room for an interview?" The official staff came running and tried to stop the crowd.

Tang Wenlong stopped the official staff, "It's okay, I'll interview here first." ”

His actions immediately won the gratitude of everyone, and the reporters slowly calmed down, and everyone gave Tang Wenlong space to move, but the microphone still refused to retreat a little.

"Let's go to the side for an interview, everyone asks one by one." Tang Wenlong pointed to the seat next to him, his height was too tall for ordinary people, and they raised their hands to the microphone, which looked particularly laborious.

So, everyone surrounded Tang Wenlong and sat on the sidelines, Tang Wenlong sat down with a butt in his hand, holding a bunch of microphones in his hands.

On the other side of the court, Fang Chuxia and Joe Thomas watched in amazement as Tang Wenlong was "drowned".

"Why did I start the interview, I'm still waiting for him to go with me." Fang Chuxia pouted, unhappy.

"Let's go, let's go first, we'll have to take a shower or something later, he estimates it will be a while." Joe Thomas saw the stance, ready to slip away.

He seemed to see that Fang Chuxia was a little unhappy, and persuaded, "Fang, there is no way, this is the NBA." Every player here is at least a millionaire, the income of players here is the dream of ordinary people for several lifetimes, and it is also the place with the highest exposure and the easiest to become famous, and there are business opportunities everywhere. And Tang Wenlong, as the hottest rookie, is the protagonist tonight, not to mention that he is still from China, and the NBA is currently the most important overseas market in the future. You know what that means," he said, making a gesture as he counted the money.

Fang Chuxia shook his head helplessly, "Joe, I'm fine." I understand all this, and I know him. His goals, his dreams, like you said, this is the NBA"

Joe Thomas smiled: "Let's go, let him interview, let's go first, you have his car keys." "Oh, that's what he meant when he put the car keys on me, he expected all of this for a long time!" Fang Chuxia suddenly realized that Tang Wenlong had stuffed the key into her hand before entering the Staples Center