When the red light came on at the end of the game, the lonely wind quickly froze the SBC arena, and the Miami Beach under the stars began to revelry.

The Heat's players rushed onto the court, and there was no cheering from the home fans and no stopping them from swimming in a sea of joy!

"We are the champions!!"

"Champion! Champion!! ”

"We did it, we are the champions!!"

Even if the tide has been high in my mind thousands of times, when this moment really comes, no one can withstand the impact of this happiness.

Roaring, slamming, bear hugging, there is no tenderness in the way men celebrate.

Mo Wen almost didn't resist it, he was full of big men, men on men, and he was wrapped in the middle of the crowd, so he naturally became the focus of his teammates.

"Hey, boy, labor and management are especially champions!"

Mo Ning shook his big shoulder, and when he found Mo Wen, it was a violent high-five.

"Yes, old fellow, you're the best of the best!"

The palms of the two were a little numb, but they were still happy to vent their emotions in this way.

For Mo Wen, basketball has been integrated into his life and life like eating, drinking, and sleeping, but victory can still bring him the joy and excitement of success.

Suddenly, a pair of arms stretched out behind Mo Wen, and he hugged Mo Wen with a force, and then teammates from all directions rushed over and divided Mo Wen's limbs with three strikes and five divisions, sending him to the sky in Mo Wen's exclamation.

In the commentary room of Yang Ma, the excited Director Zhang looked at Mo Wen who was flying up and down, and shouted happily: "Champion, champion, champion!" ”

"In the first two years of his career, he won two championships, and even next year, I really can't imagine what he can achieve in the future!?" Xu Jicheng also sighed on the side.

"Judging from this year's playoffs, Mo Wen's performance can already be called a legend in the basketball world, winning the championship in the NBA as a core player, which is historic and groundbreaking for Chinese basketball and even Asian basketball, and it is also in the history of basketball in the world... It has had a profound impact in all directions! Sun Zhengping, who had made some preparations, suddenly forgot the words halfway through his memorization, but fortunately he relied on his skillful host skills to hold on.

On the court, when the scene cooled down slightly, the Spurs players also made a final farewell to the Heat players under the arrangement of the league.

There is no stupid existence, and the handshake and hug after the game also feels a little less meaningful.

"Had a good day, Parker - summer, practice shooting, Shaq has an excuse not to shoot because of your performance."

"Come on, Manu, I hope to see you again next year, it's very easy to play with you... Happy. ”

"... Yes, Horry, forget it, if it weren't for your daughter on the sidelines, I would have killed you today, and besides, I took your record. ”

“……”

Mo Wen thinks he is quite good at talking, anyway, the Spurs players who were hugged and greeted by him have all walked out of Yuyu mode and regained their fighting spirit.

At the end, the gloomy Popovich looked like he wanted to die with someone, Mo Wen hesitated for a second, observed that there was nothing in Popovich's trouser belt, and leaned over.

"You guys played well...... Also, help me greet Tim. ”

"Heh, don't act like you here, dirty as you, and you deserve to win the championship?" Popovich gritted his teeth and whispered hatefully in Mo Wen's ear.

Hearing this, Mo Wen's shoulders twitched with laughter.

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"Don't say that, I'm going to be sad, guess where I learned these things?"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I hope your dirty hands can still hold that trophy." Popovich didn't lose if he lost, and the eyes on his hooked nose seemed to be looking straight into Mo Wen's heart.

"I don't know what you're referring to...... Which one is it? Mo Wen stared at Popovich without taking a step back.

Filthy? Others say it's just that, you say, it's really no points.

There's no way to eat a hamburger without getting your hands dirty.

To borrow the words of the 24th generation of the United States' big boss: My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror, and everything I do is righteous.

The conversation between the two didn't last long, as both knew it.

It's not over.

"If TD is not injured, the Spurs actually have a chance, G3 Spurs and the Heat have played back and forth, and the Spurs have played a good performance during the period when Wade was injured... It's all to blame on that damn Leitner, his malicious foul ruined the Spurs' chance of winning the championship, I hope TD can get better soon, we must get revenge next year! ”

Listening to the voice from the local radio station, Duncan coughed twice, and the feeling of powerlessness came back to his heart, and his brain and back hurt again in the shaking of the cough, so he had to turn off the radio helplessly.

Wade, who was in another hospital, was very excited at first when he watched the picture of winning the championship on TV, and even edited a bunch of celebratory text messages to send to his teammates.

But as the excitement of the moment of winning the championship faded, his teammates on TV could enjoy the spotlight and cameras, while he could only watch TV in the soft and cold light of the hospital room, and the joy suddenly ran out of joy.

Damn Bowen, he must listen to Mo Wen's words in the summer and practice shooting well...... Oh no, it's elbows.

Looking at Mo Wen, who seemed to be surrounded by the stars holding the moon, he clenched his fists and made up his mind.

Next year, he's going to be standing there, and he's going to be in the C position!

The O'Brien Cup followed Stern slowly to the middle of the court, and the Heat players, who had been excited for a round, were restless again.

Among the players on the scene, except for Mo Wen, O'Neal, and Steve Smith, the others were all in such close contact with the "hot" championship trophy for the first time.

After having three championship trophies, Ao Fat originally wanted to pretend to be familiar with the road, but he couldn't help himself, he still overestimated his emotional management ability, danced in front of the camera, and was happy like a 300-pound child.

Amid the boos of the few remaining fans, Stern took the microphone, his face flushed with red light, and it was clear that he was quite satisfied with the result of today's game.

At the beginning of this round of the finals, Stern was still very happy, the duel between Ao Fat and Duncan ensured the local box office, the Spurs' five-nation column, and the Heat's "China Core" ensured the NBA's international popularity.

Judging from the ratings of the first two games, this year's NBA Finals is really a win.

It's a pity, G3, the shady tricks on both sides almost ruined everything.

Fortunately, neither player has suffered any serious illnesses that have affected his career, otherwise, the positive image of the NBA that he has managed to establish may be challenged again.

It's also a good explanation to be able to end early.

"First of all, thank you to the San Antonio Spurs for the great performance you brought us, although you didn't win in the fierce competition, but you showed ...... fighting spirit"

"Ahem, so let's congratulate the Miami Heat on winning the 2004-2005 championship, congratulations!"

Mickey Allison, the owner of the team who didn't have a presence in the past, stood at the front, and although it looked like he didn't do anything, he paid for the team.

Ship King Alison is a very shrewd person in business, but he is quite generous in private, for example, when he poached Riley, in addition to shares, he also invested in the purchase of Riley's real estate in New York at the time, and the prize money for the Heat in this year's playoffs is reported according to the league's regular level, but privately he also promised to take the players to his luxury cruise ship after winning the championship to have unlimited fun, the kind that the girl has enough.

Then the trophy was handed to Dafan and Riley.

In the end, it was the player's turn.

Ao Pang was not as boring as the two people in front of him, he held the trophy in one hand, made an "OK" gesture in the other, and then, with his index finger popped out with his backhand, and then shook it repeatedly in front of the camera to emphasize.

"I don't seem to understand, what does Shaq mean by that?"

In the commentary room, Barkley pretended to be confused and looked at the magician next to him.

The magician smiled awkwardly and waved his hand, but he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"I know what you want to say, but I won't say bad things about my employer, Shaq's departure is actually very complicated, I've talked about this many times, I don't want to say it anymore, I have a very good relationship with Shaq, and I have never doubted his dominance, but you have to understand that the current success of the Heat is inseparable from Shaq, and it is also inseparable from the efforts of the other two stars outside, such as this year's FMVP, it should not be Shaq."

The magician managed to shift the conversation from O'Neal to Mo Wen, who received the trophy after O'Neill, but one person's attention was not diverted.

In front of the TV in a mansion somewhere in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, a man with a strong man's hairstyle is gritting his teeth and clenching his fists, panting for breath, and doing vigorous chest expansion exercises.

Vanessa, who had just put her daughter to sleep, witnessed all this and sighed helplessly.

After turning off the TV and tugging a few pieces of clothing and sneakers into his training bag, Bryant picked up his car keys and was about to leave.

It's not surprising to hear footsteps behind you.

"I'm going to the stadium to train, I'm going to come back 100 million years late, you don't have to wait for me, let's sleep by yourself first!"

"Don't put that pressure on yourself, dear."

Kobe Bryant shook his head firmly, "Ahhh Lose to him a second time! ”

It's just that Kobe Bryant just wanted to go out and turned around to give his wife a farewell kiss, but saw Vanessa wearing O'Neal's jersey, leaning against the wall and licking her lips from there.

"Vanessa, you ......"

Reason told Kobe Bryant that women would only affect his shooting speed, but the pressure was too great.

"Aren't you going to train?" was picked up by a handful, Vanessa smiled and asked knowingly.

"Don't get in the way, I'll go later."

People with good physical fitness can always do more.

Back to the pitch.

Sweeping the big lip print on the trophy, Mo Wen quietly moved to the other side, leaving traces, and then gestured "yes!" to the camera. ”

I don't know why the trophy I earned was lighter than last year's.

Could it be that there is less saliva on the trophy?

Forget it, set a small goal, and next time you will have a one-handed O'Brien Cup.

Wade, who was biting his fingers with envy in front of the screen, suddenly felt targeted again.

MD, fortunately, labor and management were injured, if there were no injuries, then what should we do now?

He stretched out his hand and compared a "1", turned around, how to look at how low he felt.

These two ill-intentioned dogs.

Putting away his index finger, he turned to a big middle finger at Mo Wen and Ao Fat on the screen.

The third to receive the trophy was Mourning, who was embarrassed at first, but speaking of Wade, he was eligible to receive the trophy in this order.

His stats aren't very impressive, but he should be the hardest player on the Heat team besides Wade, and the player who best fits Riley's so-called "iron spirit".

Mo Ning held the trophy with trembling hands, as if it weighed as much as a thousand pounds.

Seeing this scene, many old Heat fans gathered near the American Airlines arena couldn't help but burst into tears.

The trophy was passed through the other Heat players before being handed back to Mourning.

And the next program is the lottery of FMVP.

Domestic fans were also a little nervous looking at the small envelope that was handed to Stern.

There was a vote of 11 "neutral" media outlets, and their votes decided who would be FMVP tonight.

Stern also suddenly slowed down his tone like the draft, and the action of opening the envelope in his hand also suddenly slowed down.

When Mo Wen got 20 points, 22 assists, 8 rebounds, 8 steals and 1 block in G4 just now, there was no suspense when he got a big double-double and a quasi-quadruple-double.

The quasi-quadruple-double is a bit of a concept, the key is 22 assists, which is a remarkable number.

Prior to that, the single-game assist record for the Finals was 21 assists for the Magic in the '84 Finals.

With 22 assists in a single game, even in the entire playoff history, it can rank third, behind Stockton's two 24 assists in a single game.

And 8 steals also set a new record for a single steal in the Finals, and this record was set by Horry in the Finals in '95.

A lot of people don't notice it at first.

Including Mo Wen didn't count these data carefully today, because most people are still concerned about more specific and intuitive data such as scores.

After winning the championship, everyone became more and more excited, and no one cared about these statistics.

But just because the players don't care doesn't mean that the media who like to buckle the details don't care.

broke two finals records in one night, even if there were a few media outlets who were optimistic about O'Neal before, they couldn't vote against their will.

Even if it's brushed, this data is scary, not to mention that this is still the finals, how can there be a chance to brush?

In the finals, he averaged 24 points, 15 assists, 8.5 rebounds, 4.3 steals and 1 block per game.

Shot 50.5 percent from the field, 42.5 percent from three-point range, and 91 percent from the free throw line

When this data was obtained, the entire TNT studio fell into a brief silence, and then all eyes were on the magician.

Similar data has only been typed out by magicians.

In '87, the Magic, who had been in the league for 8 years, averaged 26 points, 13 assists, 8 rebounds and 2.3 steals per game in the Finals series with the Celtics. (0.3 for 0.25 approx.)

The magic shook his head slowly, the finals were the masterpiece of the pinnacle of his career, and he remembered it very well, except for his scores, everything else was also suppressed by Mo Wen.

He doesn't suffer if he hits the field, but the problem is that he doesn't have three points before he comes back.

For a while, everyone in the entire commentary room gasped.

Hiss –

This son is terrifying!

In the second grade, he did what a magician couldn't do.

Is this a combination of magic birds?

Stockton's successor, what Stockton?

Don't come to the sidelines! Don't come to the sidelines!

Of course, everyone also understands that the most eye-catching assists and steals in this are actually largely averaged by G4's dazzling data.

The number of games played is small, and when there is no crotch pulling, there is still a highlight, and the data is not good-looking.

Fat averaged 25.5 points, 12.3 rebounds and 2.8 blocks per game, and also slapped a lot of media and fans who felt he was old and useless, after all, he only had 26 points and 10 rebounds under the care of the Pistons Wallace package last year.

If it was put in the past, it would be competitive, but with the unheard pearl in front, the data is still a little less impactful.

And in terms of the impression on the court, it must be the outside line who has been holding the ball that has received the most attention.

Why didn't Kobe, who evolved into a dual-core ball-holding Kobe Bryant after the last two championships of OK, fail to get a 1FMVP ticket?

Mainly because Ao Fat's data is too exaggerated - 33 + 16 in 01, 36 + 12 in 02, looking at the entire NBA history, only Danzi can compete with Ao Fat during the Lakers in terms of data.

Stern opened the envelope and raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised by the result of the vote, but ...... If you think about it, it makes sense.

"This FMVP, it is to select the best performance and the strongest player in the strongest team in the NBA, last year Mo Wen played the sixth man position in the team, that is, the strongest player on the bench, this year Mo Wen played so well in a few games in the finals as the starting core, I guess this FMVP should be him." Director Zhang popularized science for the fans in front of the TV.

Lightner glanced at the back of the line.

He wondered if anyone would vote for him, after all, although he only played for a few minutes in the finals, he was a great contributor......

"The 2004-2005 Finals MVP winner is...... More WIN！！ ”

The Chinese fans in front of the TV didn't react at first, but when they saw Mo Wen hugging O'Neal, they realized what was going on when they stood up, and then let out an excited roar.

Director Zhang just said that FMVP is the strongest player of the strongest team, and he doesn't need to round up, the king of kings, doesn't this mean that Mo Wen is already the strongest player in the NBA?

In Mo Wen's hometown, Mo's father took a small cup of white wine into his stomach in one go, with a smile on his face, and couldn't close his mouth.

"Ha-okay, finally got out of the mix."

And Mo Wen's grandfather also smacked his beard, shook his fan and turned around and walked out the door

"Just like that, I have long understood that he is leading the moldy people to win the moldy people, when can he lead the Chinese to win the mold people."

"Ah Da, didn't Xiaowen take the Chinese team to do it last summer?" Father Mo said with a smile.

"I haven't fished for gold after doing it, do you want to put a bronze statue in the ancestral hall when you go back?" The old man snorted, and walked towards the street, just stepping out of the door, the old man's chest stood up even more, and the little dissatisfaction he had just pretended to be turned into a proud smile at this moment.

The FMVP trophy was not named after Russell at this time, so it was presented by Stern himself.

"Congratulations, kid!"

The smile on Stern's face was genuine, but not pure.

On the one hand, he is imagining the benefits of the huge Chinese market, and on the other hand, MVP and FMVP are all covered by international players, and this internationalization is advancing a little too fast.

He held Mo Wen's eyes but looked at LeBron, who was still watching the excitement on the sidelines.

Ajan hasn't just been wandering around with the Heat this time.

He learned the "high-order rules" by watching the battles of the "mighty and powerful" – speaking human words and learning from the experience of winning in the playoffs.

Although he failed to make the playoffs in either season, he had a hunch that he would do it next season.

"If Mo Wen can do it, I will definitely be able to do it!"

The young emperor still has the confidence to match his nickname.

"In the summer, you have to make the team unheard...... Forget it, so can Wade. ”

When Boozer left, he thought that if he was strong enough, he could lead the team to the playoffs without much help, as Jordan did, but now it seems that times have changed.

Mo Wen has already had two Spring Festivals with the "Goddess of Success", but he has been blocked by his mother Sang, and he didn't even go into the pantry, so he could only listen to a sound, which was really torturous.

Mo Wen can be regarded as catching up, although the FMVP trophy has not been renamed, but it has just been revised this year, and last year's Billups trophy was a basketball twisted on a big wooden base.

And the one in his hand has become the version that everyone is familiar with later, which is much more pleasing to the eye.

So, standing before you now is—

Eastern Conference Champion in 2004; Overall Champion;

2005 Second Team of the Season; Best Defensive Second Team; the most improved player;

Eastern Conference Champion in 2005; Overall Champion;

2005 FMVP Winners –

Mo - smell!!

Tsk, how to say, this name is a little short, it has no taste, and there is something missing.

For example: MVP, one defense, and legendary...... West Floor?

If there is a trophy, then there is an acceptance speech -

"First of all, I want to thank my teammates, as a newcomer who has only been in the league for two years, and I don't think anyone is more fortunate than me to be able to make two of the best teams in the league in a row."

'I don't have a lot of talent, I'm not the hardest working guy in the team, and to put it more bluntly, I often talk to Shaq about how to get away from the day's training sessions.

"I know you're always taking weird people...... Or animals come to compare with Coach Van Gundy, but you don't know that he has never slept before three o'clock since entering the playoffs, and he will study every detail of the game thoroughly, and there are some jobs that not everyone can see. ”

Da Fan, who had been stupid just now, had a little moist eyes, and made a hat off salute when the camera cut over.

"Dwyan, who is still in the hospital with an injury, do you know what my biggest wish is for the Heat? It's the time I can come earlier than him. Almost every time I entered the arena, his towel was already soaked. ”

Wade, who was in front of the hospital bed, bit his lip and turned his head away.

"Speaking of Shaq, I was hanging out with him one day off, and he stood in front of his favorite donut shop for half an hour, and I made sure there was no Riley or Riley employees or Riley monitoring around at the time, but he drank two bottles of Gatorade and refused to go in and consume one — and later, my dietitian told me that one bottle of Gatorade was equal to three donuts."

Ao Fat tilted his head, stared at his eyes and opened his mouth wide, pretending that his faith had collapsed, and squatted on the ground with his hands raised.

"Alonzo, UD, Rasul, Damon, Christine (Lightner), Dazhi...... It can be said that everyone has put all their heart and soul into this championship. ”

"I often ask myself, Mo, what do you have? What did you do for this team? ”

Mo Wen smiled and pursed his lips, pausing in everyone's anticipation.

After 5 seconds, Stern next to him was in a hurry.

Mo Wencai spoke slowly.

"Nothing – except talent; Minimal - except for victory! ”

Quiet –

Quiet –

Wow –

San Antonio fans, who haven't left for about 30 percent, were a little disgusting to listen to the sensational and rational words in the first half, but this ending ......

Burst!

The media who had interviewed Mo Wen before all showed expressions of pain and enjoyment as if they had drunk spirits.

Ao Fat, who was squatting on the ground, lay down directly this time.

Now this young man, incomparable, incomparable!

Stern, who was next to him, suddenly had the urge to kneel down and beg Mo Wen to get a green card.

Humility may be a virtue, but in competitive sports, self-confidence is the most fascinating thing.

"Ahem, just kidding, I actually made a lot of sacrifices, after all, I've been single for two years for these two championships."

Before Mo heard the words, Catherine, who was in the player's family area, hugged her chest and took two steps forward.

Tilting her head, she wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips, not only angry, but also with mist in her eyes.

"Of course, don't worry, the goal is already there, but I don't know if she agrees, I hope my love can be as smooth as this year's finals."

Mo Wen glanced around, shrugged his shoulders amid cheers and applause.

He didn't pay special attention to Catherine, she was only a student, and although she came from a prominent background, he didn't know if she would be exposed to the public so early.

Stern, whose palms trembled slightly, suddenly felt an impulse.

Next year, he must send another FMVP trophy for Mo Wen.

···

Rain, golden rain.

Champagne is never drunk.

It's never the wine that's intoxicating, it's the story.

Those vigorous grievances and hatreds are just scenery after all.

Those boring and endless daily lives are the way.

Champagne can be sprayed onto the ceiling because sweat soaks the floor.

Back in the locker room, the Heat's players finally had time to talk about their efforts.

Under the guidance and cover of the old cannon O'Neill, Mo Wen found a clean place.

The FMVP trophy was at his feet, and his hands were wrapped around the girl's soft willow waist.

"Aren't we already lovers? Why do you say that? ”

The girl complained about Mo Wen's teasing just now.

"Is the confession on ICQ really a lover?"

Pressing the girl's forehead, Mo Wen showed a wicked smile.

"Be sincere, chick, I'm a big star now!"

"Didn't you just say that you want to confess to me, and you also said that it depends on whether I agree or not......"

Catherine lowered her head and blushed again.

"Hmph, what are you thinking? I don't say that, instead I'm waiting for someone to confess to me, and I'll promise her, believe it or not, my phone call tonight, my agent's phone call, and even the Heat's phone call will be blown up. ”

"Do you want me to list the female celebrities or celebrities who have confessed to me on TV shows or on the Internet in the past two months? If you let them line up, they can get from Miami to Orlando, believe it or not? ”

Catherine took a breath, she couldn't argue with it, because it was true.

"Then why didn't you say yes to them?" The little girl still refuses to admit defeat like this.

"Listen, I'm going to give you 10 seconds to think about what might be the most important decision of your life, okay now start the timer, 10... 9…”

Mo Wen withdrew his arm, raised his head, and started the countdown without wanting to explain anything.

Catherine, who has been pampered since childhood, has never seen this kind of scumbag's PUA routine, and she has been blinded, and she didn't come to her senses until Mo Wen's speech slowed down and counted within 5.

stretched out her lotus arm and hooked Mo Wen's neck, and it was still a little difficult for her to reach Mo Wen's lips when she was only 175 years old.

Hmm-

Sweet and soft, soft and greasy.

"That's my answer."

Catherine, who was tired on tiptoe, reluctantly let go of her arms and looked at Mo Wen gently and firmly.

As if thinking of something, she turned away again, but did not leave.

"Then, it's time for you to make your choice."

Mo Wen scratched his head, why did he suddenly feel guilty?

Taking a deep breath and suppressing his beating heart, Mo Wen stretched out his arms again and hugged the girl.

Lift her chin.

Bow your head.

···

"Where did Mo go?"

A bunch of reporters looked at the full locker room, their eyes full of confusion.

So big Mo Wen, so big FMVP, where did you go?

O'Neill, who has been asked how many times he has gone, lit the only remaining unsoaked cigar, took a sharp puff, and said meaningfully:

"He's picking out his own cemetery."

Reporter:???

Fortunately, the reporters caught Mo Wen at the press conference later, otherwise someone might have called the police to call Mo Wen missing.

The night of winning the championship is always so long and beautiful.

But no matter how good the feast is, there is a time when it ends.

The reporters finished their film and memory cards, packed the night contentedly, and gradually left the stadium.

The noise has dissipated, and the hoarse voices of the players in the dressing room are still telling themselves, but the content has changed from just now to tomorrow.

It's still a bit noisy, but a sense of tranquility flows through the players' hearts.

Mourning held the trophy and stared blankly at the ceiling.

The joy and excitement dissipated, but for some reason the tears welled up again.

That was the suffering, the sorrow and the cowardice he had been.

He gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain himself.

But the rain in the clear sky, how can it be stopped by the palm of the hand.

A reporter who was about to leave noticed the scene and raised his camera to record it.

And Mo Wen, who observed this, quickly ran over and covered the camera.

He used the index finger of his other hand to shush the photographer in front of him, signaling him to be quiet.

Then he dragged Haslem's towel next to him and threw it precisely in Mourning's face.

Only then did he remove his palm and motioned for the reporter to excuse himself.

When Mourning reappears in the camera, the towel obscures the upper half of his face, leaving only his grinning mouth and "sweat" dripping down.

The reason why the update time has been delayed again and again is probably because I can seek extraordinary stimulation from the sense of morality of procrastination.

As a person who is now hanging, sitting in front of the computer in the morning, the game is not finished for a minute, there is no inspiration at all, two sentences in three hours, before three o'clock in the afternoon (yesterday's update time), there is no inspiration at all, so sleepy, two sentences in three hours, after three o'clock...... There is so much inspiration, I can't remember! I haven't eaten yet!

I can't help it, I also know that irregular updates will definitely affect subscriptions, but I don't want to rush like when I put it on the shelves, MD, maybe this is life......

(End of chapter)