The Way of the Center

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In just one week, the Trail Blazers eliminated their second opponent and easily entered the Western Conference Finals that Paul dreamed of.

Anjie and his teammates once again became the team that rested the earliest in the entire league. Even the Heat, who fought against the Nets, have not yet decided the winner.

"Hey, Angkor!" Ben Ben jumped into the player tunnel, and An Jie happily greeted Wu Hua. Although the championship is An Jie's ultimate goal, winning a game always makes people feel satisfied.

"You performed really well today! Hey, dress smarter later, there are a lot of people waiting for you in the media reception room." Wu Hua and An Jie clenched fists, and he seemed happier than An Jie who won the competition .

"Okay, no problem, I'll do it as soon as possible." An Jie replied disapprovingly. After any game, isn't there a group of people waiting for him in the media reception room?

Seeing An Jie's back going away, Wu Hua grinned. This kid should be startled later.

Pushing open the door of the locker room, An Jie found that Ricard, who was usually the last to return to the locker room, was already standing inside. What surprised An Jie was that Rickard actually said something that was almost exactly the same as Wu Hua.

"Pack up quickly, the media reception room is already waiting."

"Yes, yes, I know those guys can't wait any longer." An Jie replied with a smile, but he also found something wrong.

On weekdays, Ricard would never urge himself to hurry up, because he knew that after a game, the players were quite tired. He has always supported his players to take more rest in the locker room, those reporters? If they are impatient, they can leave, and no one is begging them to come to the press conference.

But today is the day when the Trail Blazers are promoted, and there may be a lot of reporters, so An Jie didn't think much about it. Rickard probably wants to get everything done as soon as possible and go home early. After all, who doesn't want to go home these few days in Houston?

An Jie quickly took a shower and changed into casual clothes. He doesn't like to wear a suit, and An Jie always feels that the overly formal style of dressing doesn't suit him very well.

Just like that, Anjie and Ricard walked towards the media reception room of the Toyota Center. The reporters who had been waiting in this small room for a long time all raised their cameras. As soon as An Jie entered the door, he was dazzled by the flash.

"Congratulations! Ann!" Wu Hua took the lead in shouting, and other Chinese reporters also shouted.

"hey-hey,

A piece of cake. An Jie thought that Wu Hua congratulated him because the Trail Blazers were promoted, so he replied with such a word. However, the reporters in the audience were all dumbfounded.

Which player have you ever seen win an MVP award and say it's a piece of cake? Even rebellious guys like Kobe, Garnett and Iverson didn't dare to answer like this when they won the award!

"Huh? What's the matter?" Seeing the expressions of the reporters below, An Jie touched his face. Just tidy up in a hurry, An Jie thought he had something on his face?

"Mr. An, what do you mean... you mean, winning such an important award as regular season MVP again is just a piece of cake for you?" An older reporter asked hesitantly, He couldn't believe that a Chinese dared to despise the NBA arena like this.

"Pfft..." At this moment, Ricard, who was sitting next to An Jie, couldn't help laughing. NBA officials had already notified Ricard Anjie of winning the award, and Ricard planned to surprise Anjie, so he never told him. Unexpectedly, his unintentional behavior made such a joke.

MVP awards? Ricard's laughter? Connecting these two things together, An Jie's thinking became clear instantly.

"Boss, is there something you didn't tell me?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Marcus, you can go on stage to present awards." Rickard laughed and shouted to the backstage, and the NBA official who bumped into Howard before the game started took the stage with the MVP trophy.

Awards? MVP trophy? boom! An Jie's mind suddenly went blank!

Only then did the reporters below know that An Jie had been tricked by Ricard. They applauded immediately, waiting for An Jie to take the trophy from the official.

"Me? MVP?" An Jie asked in disbelief. This may be the funniest MVP awards in history.

"That's right, brat! Why, don't you even have this confidence? You..." Ricard suddenly realized that it seemed bad for him to swear on this occasion, so he half-spoken He suddenly changed his tone. "Your mother would be proud of you!"

Hearing what Rickard said, he looked at the embarrassing smile of the official who presented the award to him because he hadn't received a response for a long time. An Jie jumped up, according to Chinese etiquette, he touched the MVP trophy with both hands, and shook hands with the staff member affectionately.

"Click, click, click..." The moment An Jie held the trophy in his hands and faced the camera, the entire media reception room was flooded by the sound of the camera shutter.

An Jie couldn't help kissing the trophy in his hand. Although this was the second time An Jie won the second award, the MVP trophy was just like the O'Brien Cup. Whether it is the first time or the tenth time, the excitement in the hearts of the winners will not change!

"My mother will definitely be proud of me! And my wife, my soon-to-be-born son..." An Jie became incoherent, because at this time he was completely immersed in a great sense of happiness.

"Two consecutive MVPs, An, you have pushed Chinese basketball players to a whole new level!" Wu Hua interacted with An Jie while applauding.

"This is exactly the result I have dreamed of ever since I decided to make a living from basketball!"

Bill Russell, Wilt Chamberlain, Kareem Kareem, Moses Malone, Larry Bird, Magician, Jordan, Duncan, Nash, James. These people who have won the MVP award for two consecutive years, just listening to their names is enough to bluff people.

And starting today, the special name An Jie will be added to it.

"Oh, Coach Ricard didn't tell me this in advance, so I didn't prepare the manuscript in advance." An Jie's self-deprecating on stage made the entire media reception room very happy.

"People have been asking me for the past two days, hey Ann, how would you feel if you won another MVP trophy this season. Honestly, I don't know. Because this award is not just for me. I'm alone, I don't think it's possible for me to stand here and hold the trophy." An Jie took a breath, and decided to speak to his teammates from the bottom of his heart.

"You know, whenever I've had a bad day and I walk into training and see Meyers smile, it changes my game a lot."

"Miller Sr. was always dressed in a suit and tie every day, looking more like a coach than a player. Whenever I asked him when he would retire, he would say maybe this is my last year. I Don't know how many people he's said the same thing to, but I want to say, old man, thank you so much!"

"Robin, to be honest, before you came to this team, I hated you. But when you came, you proved that you are the kind of teammate who will stand up for me in difficult times. I will not Forget the dark elbows you used to me on the training ground, because of you, I will not be frightened by other people's small moves."

"Andre, what does this guy say? Always work. Every time I say, Hey Iguodala, want to shoot together? He always says yes. This guy has done a lot, before I entered the league. He's already a star. But he still wants to learn, and that kind of behavior always pissed me off."

"Batum, a person who was able to exchange me back then, what more can I say? Thank you for the fatal three-pointers in every game. Of course, if I have time, I really want to try the French pastry made by your mother. "

"Courtney, at first I thought you were a man of few words. But every time the team was in trouble, you would pat me hard on the chest and say come on. Seriously, I'm glad I did Been through all the journeys with you. But next time you pat my chest, be softer."

An Jie's speech made the reporters laugh out loud, and the players in the Toyota Center's away locker room also laughed. After that, Anjie thanked several young players and fringe players in the team one by one. Although they didn't play for a long time, they also contributed their strength to the Trail Blazers.

Finally, there are two other people whose names have not been mentioned. There is no doubt that Angie put Lillard and Aldridge last.

"You must think I forgot Damien and LaMarcus. I was afraid that if I mentioned these two guys, you would give them the MVP trophy instead. LaMarcus, your mother will definitely do it for you Proud, you are an excellent son. Damien, if the Trail Blazers had the No. 1 pick that year, I would have chosen you without hesitation. How should I say it? Can steal my limelight! Am I right, Damien scored a new playoff high of 31 points." An Jie pointed to the camera lens, he knew his teammates must be watching the live broadcast of the press conference .

"I love you guys and I thank you for that. You guys made me better and this team better. You guys are MVP caliber players yourself and thank you for being by my side all the time. LaMarcus, Don’t forget that the day after tomorrow we have an appointment to go for a morning jog in the square of the Moda Center.”

After An Jie finished speaking, everyone stood up and applauded. Last year, Anjie ended the MVP awards ceremony with just a few words. But this year, An Jie really couldn't hold back anymore. These words, he must let the whole world hear!

"Hey, I'm so useless!" An Jie's father yelled at him while comforting his crying wife in front of the TV. Thinking of An Jie who used to wander abroad alone during the Chinese New Year, thinking of saving money so that his son could have enough tuition and living expenses abroad... An Jie's mother saw a lot of his son's good looks The surface, but the hard-won behind it.

Meslav felt his nose sour, watching a guy transform from a boy to a man, the process is indescribably colorful. There are bitterness and sweetness, laughter and tears.

"Okay guys, I think this is the end of the press conference. The boys in the locker room should be eager to meet their new MVP." Ricard suddenly got up, intending to end the press conference .

Before leaving, Ricard suddenly picked up the microphone and said something to An Jie. "My previous dream was to be the MVP, otherwise I would exchange the best coach with you."

"Hahahahaha." Fans all over the world happily welcomed Anjie's MVP defense in the joke at the end of Ricard.

The streets of Portland are very lively at the moment, and countless guys wearing Andre's No. 00 jersey are reveling in the streets.

In the eyes of Portland fans, Anjie is a contemporary hero. He is not only an MVP who belongs to the Trail Blazers, but also an MVP who belongs to the city of Portland.

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