Super Evolution of Basketball

Chapter 195 Idiot Reporter

On the way back, Scott didn’t say much. The players had done their best, and it was back-to-back. The loss was justifiable. He was still cheering on the players on the plane. Tonight, he just happened to meet the mad Blazers. The opponent’s shooting rate was so high.

Air Force One was flying in the dark night sky of California. It took a long time to see a huge bright light in the distance. When it flew closer, it looked down on Los Angeles from the air, like a golden plate studded with gems of various colors.

Returning to Los Angeles International Airport in the middle of the night, it was deserted, and the team members bid farewell in a hurry, and went back to their respective homes under the doze.

Kobe kept a cold face the whole time. He couldn't be happy after losing anyway. There is one game less before the end of this season. If he still can't make the playoffs this season, his basketball career will stop in April.

"Kobe doesn't seem very happy." Whiteside said worriedly as he drove Yuan Qingshan's Audi on the way back to the Staples Center.

Yuan Qingshan didn't answer, he sat in the back row, hiding in the shadows, he didn't know what his expression was or what he was thinking at this time.

Towns shook his head and said, "Of course he is not happy. He was voted like this by McCollum, and he wants to be replaced by Kobe when he was young. This kind of result is completely unimaginable."

"You said it too, replace it with Kobe when he was young, don't forget, time is not forgiving!" Whiteside turned the wheel to the left, and the car got into another street.

Yuan Qingshan sighed in his heart, Whiteside is right, time is the fairest, in front of it, no matter you are a superstar or a bench player, no one will get 1 more minute, and no one will lose 1 minute.

For the Trail Blazers, Lillard invited all the teammates and staff of the team to have a big meal. The head coach is also happy to see this harmonious and upward atmosphere. After all, when people heard the news of Aldridge's departure in the summer, they fell into deep despair. It was Lillard and McCollum who stood up and rescued Portland.

The new season has brought new hope. With this momentum, the Portlanders believe that the Blazers will soon catch up with the Rockets and the Thunder, not to mention the defeated Lakers who are currently in the second position.

Fans began to rumor that only the Warriors in the West could stop the Trail Blazers this year. However, compared with the Splash Brothers, our outside double guns are not false at all. As long as they cross the Warriors and enter the finals, it doesn't matter who wins in the East. It just needs to be crushed by offense.

There is a saying that is not bad at all: what kind of star cultivates what kind of fans, compared with the rebellious Lillard, his fans are more fanatical and confident.

That night, in a luxurious villa on the edge of Oklahoma City.

"Play the part at the beginning of the third quarter again." Thunder star Westbrook pointed to the TV.

Adams stood in front of the TV and fiddled with the remote control: "Is it here, or here?"

On the TV, the players of the Lakers and Trail Blazers, under the operation of Adams, made a comical quick return.

"Why are you so stupid? It's the ball that Yuan Qingshan hit Lillard in singles!" Westbrook was unhappy. This Adams, no matter how he put it around, it was McCollum's picture.

"I know, I know." Adams muttered.

Finally, on TV, Yuan Qingshan used three-stage acceleration to pass Lillard, rushed inside and made an Owen-style reverse pull-bar layup.

Westbrook hugged his shoulders: "This kid seems to have improved again."

Adams scratched his head and said: "Lillard has always been very strong. Aldridge is gone. He is now the veritable boss of the Blazers."

Westbrook gave him a blank look: "I'm talking about Yuan Qingshan, who cares about Lillard!"

Durant sat on the single sofa on the other side and said leisurely: "Our next match is the Trail Blazers."

Westbrook regained his spirits all of a sudden: "Quickly check how many points Charlie Lillard scored under Yuan Qingshan's defense. In the end, I will let him not even get half of the points!"

"Okay!" Adams looked up the data obediently, and Durant looked at Westbrook, who was full of interest, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Yuan Qingshan wanted to call Rachel the next day, but he received an interview invitation from the Los Angeles Basketball News early in the morning. The call was made directly to Coach Scott. The coach gave a death order: he must be interviewed. If he wants to become a star, he also needs media packaging while being capable.

The Los Angeles Basketball News sent an older reporter. Although he worked hard to maintain his professionalism, Yuan Qingshan could still feel that this guy wanted to quickly end what he thought was a boring job.

The reporter first asked some procedural questions, such as what caused him to play better and better recently, and how to develop rebounds.

Yuan Qingshan also gave a very official answer, such as because of the coach's special training or the help of his teammates.

After memorizing a few symbolic words, the reporter suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with Yuan Qingshan himself: "I heard that Hibbert didn't fly to Portland with the team last night. Does the Lakers want to make a deal?"

"With all due respect, you must be under a lot of pressure as the starting point guard when you first entered the league. Is the team planning to exchange Hibbert's contract for a backcourt star with an annual salary of tens of millions to relieve you?"

De-stress for me?You simply say that you can kick me out of the starting lineup.

Yuan Qingshan remained calm on the surface, but ten thousand grasshoppers galloped past in his heart. It was really strange. How could there be such a stupid reporter in the Los Angeles Basketball News, who would ask such idiotic and rude questions in front of his face.

The reporter looked at the rookie of the Lakers with anticipation. This may be the most exciting part of this interview in his eyes. Hibbert's contract can be traded in mid-December. If he can find out the trading trend of the Lakers, it will definitely attract people's attention.

Yuan Qingshan tried his best to squeeze out a polite smile and said: "Maybe, maybe not, who knows, this is something the management should consider. I haven't heard anything, and I don't know anything."

"Oh, also, I have been working hard to improve my ability. My coaches and teammates trust me. I don't think anyone thinks I can't be a starting point guard except you."

Faced with such a domineering and decent answer, the reporter showed an embarrassed expression. He originally just wanted to tease Yuan Qingshan to vent his bad emotions about being assigned to such a boring task, but he didn't expect the rookie in front of him to be so sharp.

Under Yuan Qingshan's idiot-like eyes, the reporter from the Basketball News hastily ended the interview. With this lesson learned, he will never dare to underestimate the Lakers' starting point guard again.

The unsatisfactory interview disrupted Yuan Qingshan's plan. He was going to push back the matter of contacting Rachel. He went to the training hall by himself and threw 200 balls, and he didn't return to the villa until he was sweating profusely.

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