One Guard

Blue Bar, Dallas, Texas, USA.

All the beer in people's cups was poured into the sky, and all the fans in blue T-shirts raised their arms and clenched their fists and roared loudly. The sound in the TV has been covered by their roar, but at this time no one cares about what the commentator said.

"Undoubtedly he is tonight's hero! The main character! His performance today was perfect, both in process and result!" One of the Mavericks fans watching the game at the bar yelled loudly.

"I've known it since draft day! Will be a hero in Dallas too!" shouted another skinny fan with a toast.

"Come on, Bill, I remember the day of the live broadcast of the draft. I saw Cuban trade for Butler and choose Ye. You were the one who scolded me the most." After the thin man finished speaking, someone broke down the stage immediately.

"I... hey old George, I think there's room left on the wall to the left of the bar. Tomorrow I'll get a picture of it on the court. You frame it and hang it there. How is it?" The thin man was at a loss for words, so he immediately chatted with the bar owner and changed the subject.

Unlike the bars where football fans gather, this one isn't just for Mavericks basketball fans. In fact, most of the guests tonight are not here for the Mavericks game.

But no one is going to stop those drunks in blue T-shirts yelling in front of the TV. The charm of competitive sports is what it is.

Dallas, the scene of the American Airlines Center Arena.

The timer on the backboard was reset to zero, and the referee blew his whistle. At the end of the game, the fans of the Mavericks celebrated happily. Although the game had already entered garbage time, it was obvious that not many people left the field early.

86 to 100, the Trail Blazers lost by 14 points in the away game. And if it weren't for the Mavericks giving up resistance during the garbage time period, it would be impossible for the point difference to be "only" 14 points.

"It was a good game." When McMillan came to shake Carlisle's hand, the smile on his face was worse than crying. "Your team is great, Mr. Carlisle."

"More compliments." Carlisle responded to the opponent with a simple sentence. In the case of the opponent losing by a big score, it is better for him to say less.

Watching McMillan leave, Carlisle turned to look at the players behind him.

At this time, although the game has ended, there are still many fans who are not in a hurry to leave, especially some fans in the front row.

They were all shouting Yiyang's name, and stretched out their hands, hoping that Yiyang could shake hands with them or sign their autographs.

Even Dirk Nowitzki, who was standing on the sidelines in a suit and leather shoes, did not receive such treatment today. Carlisle smiled, at least today, Yiyang is the real hero!

"Go boy, go sign that little girl." Nowitzki saw that the stands were full of voices, but Yiyang was indifferent, so he went up and patted the No. 1 defender on the shoulder.

Only then did the Germans realize that Yiyang's jersey was wet. It seemed that this guy really put in his best effort on the court today. In this game, Carlisle let Yiyang play for a full 38 minutes, and Kidd spent most of the time chatting with himself off the court in his training uniform.

Nowitzki smiled, such a jersey is worthy of such a big victory.

Yiyang nodded, then walked to the edge of the stands, took the little girl's pen, and signed his Chinese name on the small card she handed over.

If it was Nowitzki, he might touch the little girl's head and say a few warm and beautiful words to her.

But Yiyang didn't, the Chinese just smiled at the little girl. Although he has played in the NBA for more than two months, Ke Yiyang is still not very good at this kind of thing.

After Yiyang finished signing, he walked back to Nowitzki as if he had completed a task.

Seeing Yiyang's mechanical performance, Nowitzki really couldn't laugh or cry.

"Remember, also.

Don't be downcast when you fail, and enjoy yourself when you win. Trust me, they love to see your smile. "The German said, pointing to the fans who were reluctant to leave.

"Yeah." Yi Yang nodded lightly, this guy is still the same, not interested in anything other than basketball and victory.

"You know Charles, before this game, maybe 70% of the sports media are not optimistic that the Mavericks can win at home. They think that a team that loses to the Raptors and Bucks simply doesn't have the strength and the right condition." The Trail Blazers competed. But the results of today's game...I think the press conference later will be very exciting." Kenny Smith looked at the huge point difference on the big screen, tonight, news The press conference will not be peaceful.

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"I'm very satisfied with the performance of my players in this game. I'm very, very satisfied." Looking at the many journalists in the audience who dared not say a word, Carlisle confidently expressed his satisfaction several times in a row.

Even a person like Carlisle with a relatively refined personality will get a strong sense of revenge when he wins when he is underestimated by others.

To be honest, when Nowitzki and Barea were injured one after another, and the morale and state of the team plummeted, even Carlisle himself had no idea about this game. If it wasn't for Yiyang, Carlisle might be in a completely different mood now.

After that, coach McMillan also praised Yiyang's outstanding performance, and said mercilessly that he was very dissatisfied with his players' performance on the defensive end tonight.

McMillan also hopes to use this method to motivate his players. After all, for the Trail Blazers who are hovering on the edge of the playoffs, every loss in a game is quite fatal.

After the two coaches, Yiyang, who scored a career-high 30 points and 13 assists tonight, was also invited to the media reception room.

At this time, Yiyang has changed into his casual clothes. Most NBA players are either in suits or sportswear. But Yiyang, his dressing style does not belong to the above two types.

A blue down vest was worn over the loose pullover, and a pair of Adidas casual running shoes were stepped on under the camouflage pants. As soon as Yiyang entered the arena, a strong street wind rushed towards him.

Mu Ran raised the camera and pressed the shutter. This guy is a street hero.

At the press conference, the reporters didn't ask Yiyang too many sharp questions, and Yiyang's answers were quite satisfactory, and the reporters didn't catch any tricks. In terms of getting along with reporters, Yiyang has made a lot of progress.

The next day, the scene of Aldridge slamming his hand on the hardwood floor with a dark face was put on the front page of major websites and newspapers. No way, who made Yiyang's emotionless photos leave the reporters with nothing to take?

At least Aldridge like this, can let people see how unbearable he lost. If you put a photo of Yiyang with an expressionless face on it, it will not be able to highlight the theme at all.

On the way to work the next morning, Carlisle even saw some girls holding signs related to Yiyang standing at the entrance of the American Airlines Center arena for photos. Perhaps, these young girls hope that Yiyang can see them by chance, and then go down to interact with them.

If other rookies are so popular with women, Carlisle may be a little worried. After all, the private lives of NBA players are mostly very chaotic. Few men can control their lower body when they are young girls who are sent to their door for free. And women are also one of the reasons why many NBA stars quickly fall.

But when this kind of thing happened to Yiyang, Carlisle was not worried at all. Maybe Chinese people are just shy, anyway, Yiyang stays for extra practice almost every day. There seems to be little reaction to those enthusiastic female fans.

Of course, Yiyang is not unresponsive to women, but how can this guy who can't even deal with little girls deal with enthusiastic female fans?

When Carlisle walked into the training ground with a newspaper and breakfast, Yi Yang had already started training inside.

"Good morning." Carlisle greeted him proficiently. Two months later, seeing that Yiyang was the first to come to the training ground every day, Carlisle would not be surprised by this. If one day Yiyang is not the first to come, maybe the coach will be surprised instead.

"Morning, coach." Yiyang nodded at Carlisle, and then quickly threw himself into training.

"By the way, if someone looks for me later, just say I'm in the office."

"Ah? Oh." Yiyang was at a loss. Didn't any of the Mavericks players know that he was in the office?

After Carlisle walked into the office, Yiyang didn't think too much, and started training on his own.

A few minutes later, the door of the training ground was pushed open, and a big white man walked in. Yiyang thought it was Nowitzki.

But Yiyang took a closer look, and found that this guy in suit and leather shoes didn't look familiar to him. And beside him was another older middle-aged man, it was that middle-aged man, Chao Yiyang walked over.

"Hi, may I ask Mr. Rick Carlisle, he..."

"He's in the office." Before others could finish asking, Yi Yang pointed to the door of the office and answered.

"Are you practicing three-pointers? Kid." The middle-aged man was about to leave after thanking him, but the big white man behind him walked up with great interest.

"Hmm..." Yiyang felt that this strange face was becoming more and more familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who this guy was for a while.

"Maybe... maybe in the future, I can be with you. Believe me, your performance beyond the three-point line will not stop here." The big white man in a suit smiled, and then followed the middle-aged The man walked to Carlisle's office.

When both of them disappeared on the training ground, Yiyang scratched his head and carefully searched for the bearded man's name.

Suddenly, Yiyang opened his mouth wide, and looked at the closed office door.

The guy just now was none other than Peja Stojakovic, the legendary European shooter and one of the representatives of the once gorgeous king!

How could this guy be on the training ground at the American Airlines Center? Shouldn't he be playing in Toronto right now?

Also, he said that he can practice three-pointers with himself...Is it possible?

Yiyang swallowed, as the Mavericks' front line was in a hurry, Cuban, the owner who was eager to win and was willing to spend money, couldn't sit idly by.

Yiyang instantly understood that there might be another heavyweight teammate by his side.