Chapter 121: Where is my knife?

"Da Yao still has a long way to go, stay healthy, I believe he will definitely become a great player like Shaq, the current No. 1 center in the league is Shaq, but I don't need to say who the future will be.

Born superstars like Shaq and Mick have to grow up for seven years to win their first career championship, and the road to a core player is destined to be much tougher than someone like me who started out as a role player, so just be patient. ”

"If the Rockets' role player configuration is a little better, and Maddy plays around Da Yao like this game, I believe the Rockets definitely have the possibility of competing in the West."

"Maddie is a very strong player, but he's proven at the Magic that with him at the core can't lead the team to win; You see, I'm good, I'm good, Dwyan, every time you see us play good numbers, do you really think how strong we are?

Okay, we're really strong, but the help Shaq has brought us is immeasurable, otherwise you wouldn't think Shaq's salary was taken for nothing? ”

After winning the game, Mo Wen's tone of speech was also rare and casual, winning 30+ triple-doubles, not crazy at this time, how can the media eat.

He knew that he would definitely cause a lot of controversy if he took the lead in such a group.

But...

It's the NBA.

As a vanity fair, the NBA doesn't eat low-key and good-old personas here.

Even if you don't fight or grab, it's better to go home and open a pig farm.

Maddie must be unhappy with him, but if he is not happy, he is not happy.

If nothing else, he probably won't be able to be Maddie's realistic teammate in his life, and emotional intelligence is to make you and your friends get along comfortably, and for those passers-by or enemies, it's not necessary.

What's more, what he said was the truth.

After hearing the media's relay, Maddie did not argue much with Mo Wen's fingers.

It's like an adolescent child, sometimes you don't want to fight with your father, not because it's his father who is talking, but because he's right.

Today, he also shot 24 times, Da Yao scored 45 points, he scored 30 points, such an intuitive comparison, the efficiency is clear at a glance, and there is no washing.

After pondering for a long time, Maddy could only pull out the classic response template - "they were just lucky today" and "this is an internal matter of our team" to respond.

He admits that Da Yao's performance today is indeed strong, but that doesn't mean he can always be so strong.

Maddie, who is used to playing alone, still believes in his own strength more, and the two-time scoring champion is indeed quite remarkable, making him believe that he has the strength to be the core of this new generation of OK.

Mo Wen knew that it was impossible for Maddie to give up the fight for the ball position because of his few words, he just started and helped Da Yao to make things clear, and pushed Da Yao to the front of the stage.

Don't ask Mo Wen why he has nothing to do so much, asking is to learn to do good deeds.

The domestic sports community is still further analyzing and discussing this wonderful game, and even the news broadcast that night gave a one-minute introduction to this game.

After a brief pause, the eyes of the American sports world turned to another big thing.

The final round of voting for this year's All-Stars is over.

Even if you know what the situation will be, when it really happens, there are still many people who can't accept it.

Jordan's record for the highest All-Star votes (2.45 million) was broken by three people in a row this year.

They are Yao Ming's 2.56 million, Ao Fat's 2.6 million, and Mo Wen's - 3 million.

O'Neill, everyone can accept it, and Da Yao's quote of the Chinese market can barely be washed, but Mo Wen...

A sophomore player who only played half a season last year, spent most of that time on the bench, and finally mixed up a championship, although he came to the Heat this year to quickly grow into one of the cores, but he is only a three-man leader.

If it's just an All-Star starter, in fact, there is no controversy among everyone, and the average double-double assists per game can already gag most people's mouths.

But this record-breaking All-Star status makes many people unacceptable.

Let's put it this way, because of last year's championship, the Pistons starters, who were originally called grassroots, were collectively included in the All-Star list, and the combined votes of the five people were not as tall as Mo Wen.

A championship team, the combined popularity of the starters can't even catch up with one person!

Dumas's eyes were red when he saw the final vote.

He tried very hard to tell himself that Mo Wen's departure was inevitable due to the contradictions within the team, and the Pistons also got enough chips in the trade, so - this is a wave and a loss!

Don't lose Nima!

That's the All-Star ticket king, how much attention and benefits can it bring to the team!

Dumas just regretted it, and most of the irrelevant red-eyed monsters, although they had nothing to do with Mo Wen, couldn't help but jump out.

All kinds of inexplicable attacks and accusations immediately fell on Mo Wen's head.

accuse him of being soft, accusing him of having a bad image of violence on the court, accusing him of hugging his thighs, and accusing him of restricting Chinese votes by virtue of nationality.

Mo Wen did not respond, and their speeches and accusations became more and more vigorous and excessive.

It's also the NBA.

"It's all about you outside, why are you still so calm?"

In the Heat Training Hall, Wade handed Mo Wen a bottle of Gatorade, and looked at Mo Wen, who was still going on the same rhythm of life, with a look of admiration.

Mo Wen's state of mind is a rare place for him to be convinced, if this happened to him, Wade would definitely be angry and hold a press conference to follow those trolls one by one.

"Bring water next time, really, I'm going to vomit this thing." Saying that, Mo Wen still took the drink, took two sips, moistened his throat and continued.

"All-stars are what fans vote, no matter how loud and noisy those clowns and antiques are, they can't change the result, don't look at that group of media dancing, I will definitely be selected for the best team this year, and you can watch another good show then."

"Huh? How can you be so sure you'll make the best team? Wade asked, somewhat incomprehensible.

"It's like the fans in our country arranged for me to be an All-Star, the head of Nike told me." Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders and said very casually.

"So, are you telling me that these honors are shady?" Wade, whose eyes widened, said with some incredulity.

"No, he's just telling you about his poor, at the mercy of others, and the life he can't resist can only enjoy in silence."

Ao Fat, who was resting next to him, took over the conversation and explained to Wade.

"Just like me in the past, everything has already been arranged on the way forward, you just need to go down step by step according to their requirements, you want you to run fast enough, and the doubts behind you can't catch up with you."

"Exactly, my brother!"

Mo Wen stretched out his fist and punched Ao Fat.

Wade: Wait, where's my knife? Where's my knife?

(End of chapter)