from the golden generation

Chapter 116 Nowhere To Go (For Collection)
"Yan Song did it, he did it!"

"The Knicks broke the Bulls' winning streak, and the Bulls lost!"

The commentator yelled loudly, and the fans also broke out in earth-shattering cheers.

The Knicks really won. Yan Song just made the game-winning goal where Jordan made the key goal.

For Jordan, this is undoubtedly a shame and humiliation.

Yan Song's selective deafness ignored the words of praise from fans.

He kept staring at Jordan. There was no sadness on Jordan's face, but there was a trace of joy.

"I didn't expect that I would give him 4 seconds, and he really did it."

Jordan laughed at himself, he could have spent a little longer in this game, and he would be himself if he won.

It must be the Knicks who lost, and such applause and cheers should also be their own.

Jordan lost his mind for about two seconds, but when he thought about it, this was just an ordinary regular season and he didn't lose the finals.

next second.

Jordan smiled, this smile was for Yan Song.

"Good boy!"

Jordan exclaimed.

"You have to survive until you play against me in the playoffs, and don't lose to others."

Say it.

Qiao Dan turned around gracefully, without giving Yan Song a chance to reply.

Yan Song also smiled, looked at Jordan's back, and said something that shocked Houston and others.

"Goodbye, old thing."

"What joke? You called Jordan an old man, did you make a mistake!"

Houston's face was directly attached to Yan Song's, and he didn't understand what was in Yan Song's head.

Yan Song thinks it's okay, the other party calls him a boy, and it's okay for him to call him an old guy.

Yan Song spoke out his thoughts casually, but all he got in exchange was the eyes of everyone, damn, you will roll your eyes, roll your eyes.

"What else will you give me besides rolling your eyes!"

The words fall.

The four looked at each other in blank dismay, then raised their middle fingers at Yan Song.

Yan Song was speechless, well, you should just roll your eyes at me.

After frolicking, Yan Song opened his arms towards the auditorium, greedily absorbing the cheers of the fans.

It is said that there is racism and color discrimination in the United States.

This is also the case in the NBA, but as long as you have the strength, you can conquer people.

Because they all advocate individual heroism, they always hope that there will be heroes who will come forward in times of crisis and save everyone.

Yan Song was such a hero tonight.

After a big battle, Yan Song was exhausted, but he still went to the post-match interview.

There were a lot of interviewers after the game, and it was very lively.

Questions followed one after another, and Yan Song answered them for a long time.

"Mr. Yan Song, what do you think about the future of the alliance?"

"Well... the league will get better and better, and there will be stronger and stronger opponents entering the NBA in the future. I am looking forward to it."

The last question is answered, which also means the end of the day on the 9th.

On the 10th of the next day, there was only one game, and it had nothing to do with the Knicks.

Yan Song trained in the arena for a day as usual.

而击败公牛后，尼克斯的战绩也来到了53胜10负，公牛从53胜7负变为53胜8负。

In the next few days.

The Knicks beat the Dallas Mavericks on the 11th.

After that, there was no game for 4 consecutive days, until the 16th day when they played against the Nets again, and also defeated their opponents.

With 55 wins and 10 losses, and defeating the Grizzlies on the 18th, the league has witnessed the rise of a team.

On the 19th, they faced the 76ers. The rookies of the two teams have not seen each other for a long time.

Iverson and Yan Song are always the same, always chatting together before the opening.

After all, the two are excellent brothers, better than real brothers.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to enter the playoffs as soon as you come up."

"Hee hee, it's nothing, I think you can do it in the future."

Regarding Yan Song's flattery, Iverson glanced at him sideways and said.

"You can flatter, but you don't have a nickname or anything now, which makes me think."

Saying that, Iverson pinched his chin.

Yan Song was stunned for a moment, as if oh, Iverson has the answer, these nicknames for AI.

And he played so brutally and deviated, so he didn't get a nickname.

But for the sake of face, Yan Song pretended to be mysterious.

"Because I have a special status, the president forbids others to give me nicknames."

The words fall.

Iverson looked at Yan Song suspiciously, is it real or not?

However, if you think about it carefully, Yan Song is indeed a person with a special status. In order to develop the Chinese market, the alliance will basically hug Yan Song's thigh tightly.

While chatting, Iverson was fooled by Yan Song, nodded repeatedly, and listened very seriously.

As the game started, the exchange between the two also ended.

due to certain reasons.The current 76ers players are not united.

It is not common for the 76ers to lose to the Knicks.

The Knicks reluctantly won their 57th win.

They also used their strength to explain to everyone in the league what it means to move forward. The Bulls can do it, and so can they.

"Our winning streak this time is rare in a century."

Yan Song, who has won too much, is a little arrogant, and everyone thinks that he is even more crazy than before.

Yan Song is yelling all day now, saying that he may be the scoring leader this year.

He himself will not read his own records, but his teammates will.

Houston patted the proud Yan Song and smiled.

"I've seen your stats, but you're not eligible for the scoring title."

Huston's words awakened the dreamer, Yan Song asked weakly with his eyes wide open.

"What about the leader in assists and rebounds?"

The words fall.

Houston shook his head. After hearing this, Yan Song lay down on the floor of the arena. You can kill me. I pretended to be 13 for so long before you told me that I have no chance for these awards.

Yan Song wants to cry but has no tears.Although he didn't ask about the king of blocked shots and the king of steals, Yan Song could guess that he basically missed these two items.

With Stockton as the assist and Uncle Mu as the blocker, Yan Song felt that he had no chance to give up struggling.

But after thinking about it, Yan Song still thinks that the best rookie will be his own. At least if he wins AI, the other party will recognize him as the best rookie.

However, I don't know if the league will award this award to itself after the regular season.

In case the best rookie was awarded to Iverson that day, then Yan Song felt that he could dig a hole and jump in to bury himself.

Looking at the triumphant crowd, talking and laughing.

Van Gundy fell into deep thought. It seems that winning more is not always a good thing.

He still understands the truth that a proud soldier must be defeated.

"Don't be too embarrassing, don't you know how the Bulls lost to us?"

Van Gundy reprimanded everyone, wanting them to learn a lesson.

But Houston spoke with Yan Song in Chinese, speaking loudly.

"His grandma's."

"Ok?"

Van Gundy heard the sound and looked at it. He only heard Yan Song scolded him before, but you immediately understood it when you looked at the smiling and happy Houston.

He didn't listen to what he said, and instead went to scold others like Yan Song.

"Houston, go, run back and forth twenty times!"

"Huh? Come on, coach, I'm just kidding."

"Thirty times!"

Van Gundy's tone was tough, Houston didn't dare to delay, and hurried out.

Van Gundy made an example to others. Seeing that Houston was fined, the rest of the team stopped shooting, so they got up and continued training.

Van Gundy looked at this scene and nodded, that's right.

　The body is fine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)