The Way of the Center

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Everyone can go in, don't squeeze! If you squeeze again, I will close the door!"

Two stadium security guards are maintaining order in the player tunnel, and a large number of reporters have filled the media reception room of Anjie Center to the brim.

However, even so, there are still many reporters who want to squeeze in. After all, it is becoming less and less common for An Jie to complete a lore. Everyone was full of questions and wanted to ask him.

"Are you sure it's today?" Backstage in the media reception room, An Jie was on the phone with his manager, Moslav.

"Just today, everyone is in a good mood today. I think the atmosphere may not be so heavy." An Jie smiled and completed the lore. All this is really like a dream. Since so many people want to interview me, let me give them a big news.

"As long as you are ready, it's fine, but An... Forget it, it's nothing. Do what you want, I don't have any advice for you." Moslav wanted to persuade Anjie to call more A few years, but after thinking about it, An Jie, it is indeed time to take a good rest.

After finishing the call, An Jie came up from the backstage. Suddenly, his eyes flashed. As soon as An Jie sat down, the reporters raised their hands.

"Ann! The last time you completed a lore was last year in the regular season. Now how does it feel to kill the game again?" A young reporter from ESPN became the first Xin Yuner to be called up .

"I enjoy this kind of moment very much, and of course I have to thank my teammates and coaches. Without George's shot, I would have no chance to show off." An Jie still joked unscrupulously, George sitting next to An Jie He just smiled, of course he wouldn't be angry.

"Ann, Embiid said before the game that you are old, and he will not show mercy. But today, you bottomed out in the second half and restricted Embiid to a very embarrassing situation. During the intermission, you did everything. What adjustments have you made? Do you think it is disrespectful to Embiid's remarks?"

"Embiid's remarks are normal. We are in a competitive relationship. There is no need for him to be respectful to me off the court. The basketball court has always been a place to speak by strength. It's a pity that if the kid wants to show mercy to me, I have to practice again." An Jie didn't care what Embiid said at all, it was the last season, and An Jie just wanted to enjoy the happiness that basketball brought him.

After that, the reporters continued to ask An Jie many questions. Both George and Ricard, who participated in the press conference together, became Anjie's foil, and only occasionally a few people would target them.

finally,

After half an hour, the reporters seemed to have nothing left to ask. An Jie answered all the questions patiently, and the satisfied reporters also planned to leave with these materials. Today's news is sure to be very popular!

An Jie's reporters under the stands almost calmed down, so he cleared his throat. "Since everyone has asked the same question, let me make an announcement."

Suddenly, the entire media reception room was stunned. Ricard and George glanced at An Jie, they both knew what the news was. What about the reporters? This group of guys were all at a loss. When did An Jie take the initiative to provide them with information?

Only Wu Hua was the first to react. He hurriedly turned on the camera, hoping to record all this. Wu Hua could vaguely sense that this guy is leaving!

CCTV, ESPN, Fox Sports, Sky TV, CBS... Most of the mainstream sports media are in front of An Jie at this moment. An Jie paused, leaning forward, bringing his mouth close to the microphone.

Ricard clenched his fists beside An Jie, did he really want to say something? Is he really ready to announce the news to the world? At this moment, this "rogue coach" seemed to be more nervous than An Jie himself.

The reporters pricked up their ears, waiting for An Jie to speak. Wu Hua, who was among the crowd, had already sent a message to the agency. "Leave as much space as possible for me, there will be big news soon!"

Catherine, who was watching TV, couldn't take her eyes off it. Today is An Jie's big day.

"Today...we played well today." An Jie paused after saying this.

The reporters couldn't figure it out. An Jie said that he had something to announce. Could it be that he wanted to have a chat with them?

In fact, if An Jie didn't pause for a moment, he would be afraid... He was afraid that the reporters would hear his crying.

"And...if nothing else..."

"If there are no accidents, will you continue to win?" A young reporter suddenly interrupted, making the colleagues below laugh. The serious atmosphere also eased a little.

An Jie also smiled along with the reporters, and then he approached the microphone again.

"If nothing else, after this season, I plan to retire."

"Boom!" The minds of the reporters suddenly went blank, and their smiles froze on their faces, becoming stiff. What did this guy just say! ? Wait, did he say he plans to retire! ?

Ricard smiled and said nothing. This guy is too wordy... eh? Why are your eyes red? I am obviously smiling.

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After Yao Ming returned home after a busy day, his wife Ye Li had already prepared a table of meals. The daughter happily ran to the door and gave Dayao a warm hug.

Yao Ming patted his daughter's head, sat down at the dinner table, and took off his suit jacket.

Ye Li turned on the TV casually, it was only seven o'clock, and the news broadcast had just started.

Yao Ming picked up a chopstick dish and was about to put it in his mouth when the sound of the TV caught Yao Ming's attention.

"The famous Chinese basketball player An Jie officially announced his retirement at the Anjie Center at 10:00 a.m. Beijing time, ending his 16-year career." The news broadcaster's voice was so calm, but Yao Ming's chopsticks , but suddenly fell to the ground.

At this moment, I don't know how many Chinese people have the same reaction as Yao Ming.

"...The ones I feel most sorry for over the years are my parents, wife and son. I spend too little time with them, and I haven't fulfilled the responsibilities of a son, husband and father. Now, I think it's time to be by their side. I love this city, I love this team, I love all the teammates who fought with me. But, I'm really tired. I'm here to get I was extremely happy to have given up all the honors I could get. But my heart told me, Ann, you really need to rest."

The picture of An Jie at the press conference was played by the news network. After that, An Jie said a lot, but Yao Ming didn't listen to a word.

Looking at An Jie who said goodbye word by word, many things suddenly flashed through Yao Ming's mind. This is the career of a professional player, so brilliant, but so short.

"Hurry up and make a special program for me! Yes! Be quick and ensure the quality!"

"I don't care what method you use, you must get An Jie's interview! Even if you kneel down and beg him, you will get it for me!"

"Don't rush to print all the newspapers tomorrow! Save the page, and give me as much page as possible!"

The whole world has been thrown into overdrive by the news announced by An Jie.

What about Anjie? It is daytime in the United States at the moment, and the Trail Blazers have no game today. But he came to the training hall of Anjie Center early, holding a basketball, standing in the middle of the court.

All the smells here... An Jie really hopes to remember them as much as possible. Fans, reporters and Anjie's friends were all reluctant to let him go, so how could Anjie himself be reluctant?