Chapter 57

After the team doctor of the Nets made a preliminary diagnosis, he quickly had his assistant bring over a stretcher, placed Devin Harris on it, and carried him out of the court. From the pained expression on his face as he left, it was clear that he wouldn't be returning to the arena tonight.

After Devin Harris left, the Nets had no choice but to bring in Keyon Dooling, a shooting guard.

The game resumed, and the referee didn't call a foul on Yang Mo, even though he had knocked Devin Harris to the ground. From the referee's perspective, Yang Mo indeed hadn't committed a foul; it was a clean and crisp block.

When the referee announced that the ball would go to the Heat, the fans in the arena erupted in boos, clearly dissatisfied with the call.

But... so what?

Could they rush up and beat the referee?

If they could, the Nets' owner would be in tears. The greedy Stern would definitely penalize him to the point of tears and even revoke some of his home court privileges.

Chalmers brought the ball up the court. Since the Nets were prepared, they had already set up their defensive positions, so the fast break didn't work, and they had to settle into a half-court offense. Because the Nets were using a man-to-man defense, their physical weaknesses were immediately exposed.

Under the tight pressure, Chalmers struggled to handle the ball and quickly found an opportunity to pass it to Dwyane Wade.

As soon as Wade got the ball, Yang Mo automatically ran out to set a solid screen for him.

Yang Mo blocked the defender for Wade, who immediately charged towards the basket. However, when he reached near the free-throw line, Nenad Krstic blocked his path, and Bobby Simmons also moved in to set up a double team. At the same time, Vince Carter caught up from behind.

In an instant, a three-layer defensive net was formed, ready to trap Wade and shave him clean.

Dwyane Wade found himself surrounded again. Just as he was about to force a shot, Yang Mo suddenly cut into the key from the side. Seeing this, Wade quickly passed the ball through Nenad Krstic's legs, and Yang Mo caught it, took a step, and slammed it into the basket with both hands.

The brute force made the rim shake violently, creaking and groaning.

"Great job, Dwyane!" After landing, Yang Mo immediately found Dwyane Wade and gave him a chest bump.

Yang Mo was a showboat, but he also understood the principle of not overshadowing the leader. Dwyane Wade might not be a petty leader, but giving him some face was still a good idea.

Moreover, black people loved face the most.

So, when Yang Mo approached him, Dwyane Wade happily gave him a chest bump and patted his head: "Good job, buddy."

"You passed even better," Yang Mo added, flattering Dwyane Wade.

Hearing this, Dwyane Wade was overjoyed. He thought to himself: It seems Pat Riley was right. This kid is indeed a perfect fit for my style of play, and he's good at positioning. We should definitely run more pick-and-rolls.

Dwyane Wade thought this, and Pat Riley, watching from the sidelines, was delighted: Yang is really smart. He has definitely won Dwyane's trust. I hope they can build a great chemistry. If so... for the next five years, we will at least be one of the top four teams in the East.

In the following game, the Nets demonstrated what it meant to be a disorganized team. Vince Carter, Keyon Dooling, and Simmons were all players who needed the ball, and they preferred shooting over driving to the basket. Additionally, they had no advantage in the paint against Yang Mo. After a few incredible individual plays by Vince Carter, they completely went cold.

On the other hand, the Heat were scoring from both inside and out. The pick-and-roll between Dwyane Wade and Yang Mo became increasingly默契 (cooperative). At first, when the two set screens, the Nets kept trying to stop Wade. Whenever Wade was double-teamed, Yang Mo would cut or pull out to the three-point line, and Dwyane Wade would pass the ball, leading to Yang Mo making a three-pointer and two dunks.

Gradually, the Nets got smarter and stopped double-teaming Wade, focusing instead on Yang Mo.

But who was Wade? A superstar. No one had been born who could completely defend him one-on-one. As he found his rhythm, he became unstoppable, unleashing his full offensive power.

By the end of the second quarter, the Heat led by 23 points, and the game was essentially over.

During halftime, as they returned to the locker room, Yang Mo was pulled aside by Jessica, who whispered, "Oppa, I want to have dinner with you tonight. Is that okay?"

Jessica's invitation, of course, was accepted by Yang Mo: "Sure, no problem. I'll call you after the game."

"Okay." Jessica nodded vigorously, overjoyed. Taking advantage of Yang Mo's distraction, she quickly leaned in and kissed his sweaty face, then quickly turned around, pretending nothing had happened.

Yang Mo, though a bit awkward, was also pleased. He touched his face, pretending nothing had happened, and quickly ran to the locker room.

As soon as Yang Mo returned to the locker room, Beasley and Chalmers were egged on by some of the veterans to perform the "Gee" dance by Girls' Generation. The atmosphere immediately became lively, and Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh. The two clowns struck various S-shaped poses, making it impossible not to laugh.

After the performance, Yang Mo joked, "Michael, can you shave your legs next time? Be more professional, okay?"

"Isn't the leg hair what makes me sexier?" Beasley said, striking another 'nauseating' S-shaped pose, even uglier than Sister Lotus.

"No." Everyone shook their heads simultaneously.

"You're just jealous." Beasley pouted and sashayed to his seat, acting like a girl. If it weren't for the fact that everyone had seen him kiss a woman before, who would dare pick up soap in the shower with him around?

After a bit of fooling around, Spoelstra came over to explain the tactics. It was the same old stuff, and everyone was nodding off, lacking energy. In fact, Spoelstra himself wasn't very energetic, as the game had already lost its suspense.

After a while, the staff came to urge the players to get on the court. The players left in small groups. Yang Mo subconsciously walked at the back, and as he walked, he suddenly felt an arm on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Dwyane Wade.

"Yang, we play the New York Knicks the day after tomorrow, but we have a day off tomorrow. I have a party. Do you want to come?" Dwyane Wade smiled at Yang Mo in a suggestive manner.

"Party?" Yang Mo frowned, having heard rumors about Dwyane Wade's decadent private life.

"Going to JAY-Z's place. He's my friend. I'll take you to see the world," Dwyane Wade patted Yang Mo's shoulder, acting like a mentor.

"JAY-Z?" Yang Mo was stunned. This was a super mogul in the American entertainment industry. He paused and said, "But we just beat the Nets. Will he be upset if we go to his place? He's a part-owner of the Nets."

"No problem, he's just a minor shareholder. The team's performance has nothing to do with him."

"Alright, I'll go with you tomorrow to see the world." Yang Mo nodded, thinking it would be fun to visit JAY-Z's place. JAY-Z's wife, Beyoncé, was his favorite female star, and getting an autograph would be even better.

"Great, it's settled." Dwyane Wade patted Yang Mo's shoulder and quickened his pace out of the locker room.

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