from the golden generation

Chapter 101 A New January (for collection)
Everyone chatted for a while, and the training continued.

At the end of No. 1, the Cavaliers defeated the Celtics, the Rockets defeated the Mavericks, the Kings defeated the Bucks, and the Warriors lost to the Bullets.

There is only one game today, and the Knicks have a game against the Cavaliers on the 2nd.

No one in the team is worried about not beating the Cavaliers. The opponent's record is 32 wins and 24 losses, and the record can enter the playoffs. But compared with the Knicks, it is really a heaven and an underground.

In the evening, Yan Song invited everyone to dinner, Houston joked.

"Take your future money to treat guests again?"

This sentence can only be understood by people in the Knicks team.

Yan Song knew that Houston was making fun of his contract, and Yan Song was not angry. The Knicks believed in themselves and believed that they would not leave New York.

Of course, Yan Song is also willing to stay in the New York Knicks for the rest of his life. There are too many memories of him here.

Memories are nothing to ordinary people, but to Yan Song, they are extremely precious, more than money.

Soon, everyone arrived at a local western restaurant.

Ewing was wearing a suit and was upright.

"It's not like this just to have a meal."

Yan Song was puzzled, Ewing said.

"What do you know, of course you have to dress reasonably when you go to a western restaurant."

"Who said that?"

Yan Song continued to ask, Ewing hesitated to speak, right, who said that?

It seems that I don't know who said that when you eat in a western restaurant, you must dress reasonably.

Seeing that Ewing did not speak, Yan Song knew that he was being asked.

"Lazy to tell you."

Ewing snorted, he is so good that he is the boss of the team, if you don't give yourself face like this, I will be angry, okay?
Everyone stopped chatting and walked into the western restaurant.

go inside.The melodious sound of the piano made the tired people relax.

"welcome."

The female receptionist at the door bowed, Yan Song asked without looking at him, seeing that there was no customer in the restaurant.

"Why is there no one?"

When the words fell, the receptionist's eyelids twitched, how should I answer you if there is no one, is the food we cook unpalatable before the meal time?
But this is his job, the receptionist smiled and welcomed everyone in.

Yan Song sat down and spoke.

"Come here for 11 sets."

Yan Song waved his hand, there were 11 of them in total, he was not stingy, he said that a treat is a treat.

The receptionist nodded and wrote down what Yan Song said.

The others looked at the wine cabinet beside them, drooling.

No beer, no red wine...

Seeing everyone's obsession, Van Gundy patted the table.

Nonsense, at that time you made an oath not to drink until the end of the game.

Seeing that Van Gundy was about to get angry, everyone immediately withdrew their saliva and waited for the meal.

"Yan Yaqi, I heard that your elder brother bought you a piano for 10,000+?"

As Houston spoke, the corners of his mouth raised, and he continued.

"Show us a hand and see how your level is."

After Houston finished speaking, the rest of the crowd started booing and clapping, asking Yan Yaqi to play a song.

Yan Yaqi was a little nervous, the little girl anxiously shook her hands and looked at Yan Song.

"elder brother?"

Yan Yaqi asked Yan Song a question, Yan Song nodded and said.

"You can go."

After finishing speaking, Yan Song pushed his sister to the front of the piano, and then blocked her ears with her hands.

The next moment, there was a huge cracking sound and shocking sound. Yan Song was already on guard, but the people at the table were completely unprepared.

Everyone just felt that their heads were about to explode, buzzing, and very painful.

"Little ancestor, stop playing."

Houston regretted it. He never thought that Yan Song was at this level. This is not a performance, it is clearly killing him.

"A heartbroken song."

Yan Song looked at the suffering crowd and let out a bad laugh. You are really brave enough to let your sister play the piano.

About 3 minutes later, Yan Yaqi randomly played a piece, and it was over.

At the end of the performance, I did not forget to bow and bow to show my thanks for watching.

When she returned to the dining table, she found that everyone was lying under the table and refused to get up.

"Get up, it's over."

Yan Song lifted Houston's butt, and the other party stood up and looked at Yan Yaqi nervously.

He has a long memory this time, and he will never want to hear Yan Yaqi's piano performance in the future.

And being regarded as a big devil by everyone feels that he has been insulted to the point that he is a big man. As for being so exaggerated?
After a while.

Everyone had dinner and spent thousands of dollars.

But these are small money for Yan Song, and he doesn't care about these treats.

The first day of March ends.

On the 2nd, the Knicks will be the opposing Cavaliers.

Before the game, Yan Song picked his nose in the locker room and didn't care.

To play against the Cavaliers, it's fine if you don't have hands. I'm so strong, I can score 20 points casually.

Yan Song pretends to be 13 in the locker room every day. Several people are not used to it, but there is nothing they can do about Yan Song.

After all, no one stipulates that players are not allowed to play 13 in the locker room.

But, you can just yell, no matter how Ewing and Houston look at it, they think Yan Song's expression is very cheap.

There is an urge to go up and punch him.

"Yan, don't underestimate the enemy like this, a proud soldier will be defeated."

Johnson touched Yan Song's hair, Yan Song smiled.

"I know aunt, but I think we are already very strong, and I think it is difficult for any team to beat us."

"Jordan is not guaranteed, neither is the Bulls."

Yan Song's words were full of his arrogance. Seeing that Yan Song didn't mean to keep a low profile, Johnson directly refused to communicate.

Go, go as far as you can, I originally wanted you to keep a low profile, but you became more proud instead.

Seeing that everyone ignored him, Yan Song was a little embarrassed.

"Hee hee, wrong wrong."

...

The matter in the locker room has come to an end, and what happened in the locker room will not be disclosed to the outside world.

This is also an unspoken rule. If the locker room is made public, then people know that something will happen to this team.

There may be players who will be traded, conflicts between players...

And the only unspeakable thing in the Knicks locker room seems to be one.

That is, Yan Song likes to play 13 in the locker room, mocking other teams in the locker room, saying that their managers are not good and the players are not working hard enough.

Of course, if Yan Song was an ordinary person, he could absolutely say these things, but as a player, his speech would be restricted, and he couldn't say a lot in person.

"Stop messing around, it's time to play."

Van Gundy opened the locker room door and called everyone out.

Yan Song shook his head and strode out of the locker room.

After bragging, I am full of energy to play the game, Cavaliers, you must fall in front of me today.

Yan Song stood in the No.2 position of the team, tilted his body, and couldn't wait...

　Just one update today, I'm exhausted, I can't do it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)