Well?

A group of bigwigs looked at each other, with angry expressions on their faces, and their hearts sounded: What the hell, I really thought you were Jordan, you can still win without you.

No one wants to apologize, after all, it's a face-saving thing.

Yang Mo saw that the scene was stiff and not in a hurry, he smiled and said lightly: "Anyway, I don't care, it doesn't matter to me whether I get the bonus or not." But I guess I've heard that if you don't win a game, you're getting money for travel expenses, right? ”

As soon as Yang Mo's words came out, it was equivalent to taking seven inches of everyone. Everyone is here for the money, and the contract is indeed written, the first place has a total bonus of 10 million, and the fourth place has a labor fee of 3,000 per person.

No one is short of the 3,000 yuan, and everyone is here for the 10 million bonus this time.

"Whoever takes the lead in isolating me will come out and apologize to me. I'll leave it here, and you will weigh it yourself to see if you want to save face or real money. ”

Yang Mo sat aside after saying this, turned his head sideways and hummed a little song in his mouth, very comfortable.

Yang Mo strangled their seven inches now, knowing that there was something wrong with their lineup. If you don't defend the inside line, no matter how awesome the outside line is, you can't kill people, not to mention that the outside line is no worse than you. And Yang Mo is just the most important part of the Jinding team, he sits on the field, and it is absolutely useless to win. If he is on the field, he can still fight, after all, the Mingyang team has no foreign aid, and there is a Harris here.

Several national team bigwigs stepped aside to discuss it, and decided not to bow their heads and apologize to Yang Mo, they couldn't wipe this face.

Although Wang Yuhuai sincerely hoped that Yang Mo would play, after all, the minority obeyed the majority, and with a wave of his hand, Harris was on and Zhu Fangyu was down.

The game continued to start, and Harris's play supplemented the outside firepower of the Jinding team, but the inside line was still stabbed by Yi Jianlian and **, and Harris couldn't defend Yi Jianlian, after all, there was too much difference in height, not to mention that Yi Jianlian's athleticism was not inferior to him.

Therefore, after the first quarter, the score difference widened, 32:17, fifteen points behind.

When he was resting, Yang Mo was not in a hurry when he sat on the bench, Xiaoqu hummed louder, and he waited for those guys to come over and apologize when he couldn't hold on.

Yang Mo is not in a hurry, but Zhou Yiyi is anxious, she sits on the rostrum anxiously like an ant on the fire, and keeps thinking in her heart: What's the matter, why don't you let Brother Mo play. I can bring in a scout from the Heat, and if he doesn't play, won't my money be wasted?

When she was anxious, she couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes sitting on the sidelines, he was already yawning, and it seemed that the game was really boring for him.

"What to do? What to do?? Monday couldn't wait to immediately run to the bench and remind Wang Yuhuai to quickly replace Yang Mo.

Why didn't Wang Yuhuai want to replace Yang Mo? After all, it's about how much money he can get, but now he can't open this mouth, for fear of offending people.

As a result, Yang Mo still did not play in the second quarter of the game.

After the game continued, the score continued to widen one-sidedly. Towards halftime, three minutes before the break, someone finally couldn't take it anymore. The players took the initiative to call a timeout on the field, and then several national team players gathered for a small meeting, and finally... Wang Shipeng walked towards Yang Mo with an aggrieved face.

There was no way, for the sake of everyone's interests, he had to sacrifice his face. After all, it's about 10 million, and no one wants to get out of the box for 3,000 yuan.

Wang Shipeng walked up to Yang Mo and whispered reluctantly: "I'm sorry." ”

"What??" Yang Mo deliberately shouted: "I can't hear it." ”

Yang Mo shouted at the top of his voice, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone around, and the audience in the first five rows stood up and looked here.

When Wang Shipeng saw this, he was very angry in his heart, and he wanted to turn his head and walk over and ignore this 'villain' guy. But looking back, the other team members all looked at themselves with a look of 'sacrificing the small self to fulfill the big self', no way, for the benefit of everyone, but also for their own interests (just a few national team members discussed to let him apologize for an extra 200,000 yuan), he decided to let it go, and said loudly: "I'm sorry!" ”

Yang Mo smiled when he heard this, and said, "You don't have a head or a tail, I'm sorry, what do you mean?" ”

"You don't have to make an inch, huh?" Wang Shipeng gritted his teeth and said.

"You don't have to apologize." Yang Mo shrugged his shoulders, completely ignoring his anger.

"You ......" Wang Shipeng wanted to be angry, but for the sake of money, he still held back, and apologized angrily: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken the lead in isolating you, now please play, let's win the game together, okay?" ”

"Not good." Yang Mo shook his head decisively and said, "You, when I am on the court, you can only sit on the bench and play with you, I feel disgusting." ”

"Don't go too far...... Wang Shipeng just wanted to scold, but several national players hurriedly came up and pulled him aside.

Now the situation is stronger than people, Yang Mo finally agreed to play, it will be very bad if you have a little accident, who wants to get along with money!

Wang Yuhuai next to him was very happy when he saw that Yang Mo was willing to play, and hurriedly walked over to talk to Yang Mo about tactics, but Yang Mo ignored him and took the initiative to say: "I watched two games on the sidelines just now. Leave it to me, I have a lesson in beating him. As for Yi Jianlian, his ** for directly attacking the basket tonight is not high, so let him shoot it all the time. ”

After speaking, he took the lead and walked to the field.

As soon as Yang Mo came on the field, she was crazy on Monday, she hurriedly patted her father next to her and said, "Dad, Dad, that's Yang Mo." ”

On Monday, his father glanced at Yang Mo on the field with some doubts, then at his daughter, and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

"Acquaintance." Monday nodded a little, and his face blushed unconsciously.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhai didn't have to guess to know what was going on, and his face was a little unsightly at the moment. It's true that he likes basketball, but it's impossible for his daughter to marry someone who plays basketball.

As soon as Yang Mo came on the field, he clung to **, and when he saw a guy who happened to be high on his shoulders coming up, he couldn't help but joke with a smile: "Little brother, are you looking for the wrong person." ”

"That's right, it's you."

Yang Mo also smiled, at this time, Sun Yue had already dribbled the ball, and when he saw Yang Mo reaching out for the ball, he hesitated and passed it in.

When Yang Mo took the ball, ** subconsciously took a step back, because he felt that Yang Mo would definitely break through himself head-on, after all, he had more advantages in breaking through with his small size.

But...... Yang Mo surprised him, only to see Yang Mo turn his back and hit him directly with his back.

**Seeing that Yang Mo actually wanted to beat himself with his back, he was so happy, didn't he think this was a mantis arm as a car?

Before he could laugh out loud happily, Yang Mo made him unable to make a sound...... Boom! Yang Mo hit him hard, and immediately he felt a huge force attacking, as if he had been slapped by a boulder, and his breathing was stagnant and out of breath...... Boom!

Yang Mo arched again, and this time, it directly made ** unsteady and fell straight to the ground.

When ** fell to the ground, the audience was stunned, no one expected that Yang Mo's little man would actually knock the **, which is known as the strongest of the three Great Walls, to the ground.

In the incredulity of the audience, Yang Mo jumped high and smashed the basketball into the basket.

At the moment when the basketball was smashed into the basket by Yang Mo, the Miami scout sitting on the sidelines trembled obviously, and at that moment he clearly saw O'Neal's shadow.

"Oh my God! What happened? **I was actually knocked over by a small man、! ”

Powell, Miami's chief scout, couldn't help but hold his head in his hands, he couldn't believe his eyes at all.

What did this guy grow up eating, and why did such a 'petite' body contain so much strength?

After Powell was shocked, he quickly took out a pen and wrote in his notebook: The power is amazing!