[Let's collect some recommended tickets, brothers. The grades are too bad, and it's not interesting to write. 】

"The game is finally on."

Yang Mo closed his eyes after landing on the ground, silently recited in his heart, and then turned around and quickly ran back to the half.

For Yang Mo, tonight is his first step on the basketball stage. Those previous duels may not even be hors d'oeuvres.

At the same time, Zhou Yi, who was sitting on the rostrum, cheered very excitedly, kept shouting Yang Mo's name, shouted for a while, and didn't forget to say to her father: "Dad, this ball is beautiful just now, right?" ”

Zhou Wenhai had a black line on his face, and the better Yang Mo played, the more unhappy he became. He was against his daughter's association with a basketball player. It would be a shame for him to spread this.

At this time, the offense and defense of the game had come to halftime. ** was squeezed to the ground by Yang Mo with his back alone, and he was very unconvinced. He eats with his strength, although he is a little older now, but his strength is still there? Now that he was knocked down by a little-known little man, how could he swallow this breath?

Therefore, ** returned to the half, stuck Yang Mo and reached out to ask for the ball.

As soon as he was stuck in such a position, Yang Mo squeezed it vigorously. The two forces collided, and suddenly ** also probably knew Yang Mo's strength, which surprised him very much, because he couldn't gain the upper hand at all, and even had a somewhat unstable foothold. If it weren't for the predominance of height and weight, it would have been squeezed out long ago.

**'s strength has always been a top existence in China, and Tang Zhengdong, who is the CBA of the Jiangsu team, can wrestle with him, and now a nameless boy has appeared out of thin air, and he is so strong.

**Reaching out for the ball, Liu Wei hurriedly passed it, and now everyone on the court knows** to find the court, so they all pull away and let the two go head-to-head.

At the moment when the basketball was about to be caught by **, Yang Mo suddenly turned around and quickly circled in front of **...... Syllable!

Before the old ** could react, the basketball that was close at hand was suddenly interrupted, and then he saw Yang Mo rushing out, slapping the ball that originally belonged to him and running towards the front court.

**Hurry up and chase it, but he is old after all, plus the speed is not fast, and before he can chase two steps, Yang Mo has passed half the time. Seeing that his teammates had already returned to the defense, he simply stopped, supporting his knees with his hands and panting heavily. Looking at Yang Mo running like the wind, he shook his head helplessly, and said a little sadly: "I'm old, I can't accept the old anymore." ”

After Yang Mo dribbled the ball through the half, Liu Weiyi immediately came up, and he quickly passed the ball to Harris on the left. When Harris received the ball and drew the attention of the defence, he slammed into the box with an acceleration.

Harris had a good idea and hoisted the ball high, Yang Mo watched the basketball fly in, jumped up, took the basketball in the air and smashed it into the basket...... Rumble!

Yang Mo's powerful air catch made the audience exclaim, this is the NBA's top five goal. From breaking the ball to breaking the ball, to breaking the fast, and then to the empty catch, the flow is as smooth as mercury.

In the cheers of the audience, Yang Mo jumped back to the ground with an arrogant face, pointed to the ceiling of the gymnasium, and shouted presumptuously: "No one can stop me!" ”

Yang Mo's roar was extremely arrogant, but it caused the audience to exclaim for a while.

They just like this kind of arrogant players, basketball is a bloody sport, not arrogant, is it still called a young man?

Compared with the Chinese players' 'boiled frog' style of play, Yang Mo is of course more attractive.

Powell on the sidelines trembled with surprise, and his hands kept writing line by line in his notebook: flexible steps, excellent arm span, sharp judgment, and strong subconscious. And most importantly, the style of the ball is strong, this sentence, he marked three asterisks heavily behind.

Sometimes, the dividing line between a star and an average player is not the skill of the game, but the style of the game. The chemistry that a strong player brings to the team is endless, and every team needs this kind of player to stabilize the morale of the team, but unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer such players in the league today.

At this time, in the heart of the hardcore hot honey Powell, he was already fantasizing about Yang Mo and Dwyanwade fighting side by side. The Heat's interior line needs a hard bone like this too much.

He quickly turned on the DV machine, and he couldn't wait to record the game and quickly pass it on to Mr. Pat Riley to let him know how good this kid really was.

"Dad, Dad, did you see that? Slam dunk again! Zhou Yi, who was on the rostrum, excitedly pulled Zhou Wenhai's sleeve and said.

Zhou Wenhai's face was ugly, but he still squeezed a smile and said, "I saw it." ”

"Isn't it amazing?" Monday quickly asked again, she now urgently needs her father's recognition of Yang Mo.

But Zhou Wenhai didn't want Yang Mo to be with Zhou Yiyi from the beginning, no matter how good Yang Mo played, he would not be tempted, but he still said perfunctorily: "Awesome." ”

Seeing his father praising Yang Mo, Monday was even happier.

At this point, the game has already continued. The Ming Yang team brought the basketball to the front court, and Liu Wei was a little big when he passed the ball horizontally, and was directly stealed by Harris, who was quick-eyed. After Harris stealed, he quickly attacked quickly, and Yang Mo also followed. The fast attack awareness of these two people is undoubtedly the best in the Jinding team, and the other three players have already passed the half before they can understand what is going on.

After halftime, the defenders immediately surrounded Harris, and Harris hurriedly distributed the ball to Yang Mo. Yang Mo took the basketball and had already reached a step outside the three-point line, and at this moment, Yang Mo did not hesitate at all, and jumped directly...... Swish!

The basketball went into the net, a clean three-pointer.

When the basketball entered the net, Yang Mo still maintained the shooting action, and the scene was applauded. At this time, the emotions of the audience have all been driven by Yang Mo, and it took Yang Mo less than a minute to turn all the more than 3,000 spectators into fans of his own.

It's called stadium temperament.

As long as Yang Mo is on the field, he has countless ways to detonate the entire court, whether it is through scoring or defending. This kind of temperament is mysterious, but it does exist. It's like Michael Jordan, no matter how many points his team is behind, as long as he's on the court, fans won't lose hope. This is something that is innate, and it is precisely Yang Mo who also has it.

"It's all back."

Yang Mo shook his fist hard, he was so excited that when he needed it the most, the feeling came back.

"Natural shooter, perfect!"

Powell excitedly hurriedly wrote this line in his notebook, he liked Yang Mo too much. He definitely didn't expect that there would be such a genius waiting for him before he came, and he couldn't wait to see Yang Mo wear the Miami jersey.

Not only can this guy top man in the box on the defensive end, but he can also throw threes on the offensive end, isn't that the teammate Dwyane Wade needs most? The two of them must have a wonderful chemistry, and maybe they will be the next Michael Jordan and Scott Pippen.

"Dad......" watched Yang Mo throw in three points again, and Zhou Yiyi excitedly wanted to say something more to her father, but Zhou Wenhai had already stood up and walked in the direction of the toilet.