Chapter 68

"Damn it!" Yang Mo cursed out loud. What was this? This was completely being hit while lying down. Now the whole world thought he was with Christina, and they had even eloped. Wasn't this nonsense? He didn't get any benefits, but instead, he got himself into trouble. If the other close friends found out, they would definitely skin him alive.

Yang Mo didn't know at that moment that the phone he left in Wade's sports car had already been turned off automatically, partly due to a few calls from Pat Riley.

"Why do I suddenly feel so relieved?" Unlike Yang Mo's anger, Christina actually laughed out loud.

Yang Mo gave her a nasty look and said, "Are you happy to see your boyfriend drowning his sorrows in alcohol? Alright, you win now."

"No," Christina shook her head firmly and said, "Although I am a little happy to see him upset, that's not what makes me the happiest."

"What is it then?" Yang Mo asked subconsciously.

"Guess?" Christina blinked her eyes and asked playfully.

Yang Mo was too lazy to engage in such banter. Since he felt it had nothing to do with him, he didn't bother guessing and instead turned to urge the driver, "Sir, drive faster, I'll pay you extra."

"Our company has set a speed limit for each truck, and this is already the highest speed," the driver pointed to the dashboard, where the needle was stuck at forty.

Seeing this, Yang Mo had no choice but to give up. As the sky gradually darkened and the distance to the city seemed far, his mood worsened. If he didn't make it in time, the game would be over, and he would definitely be given a good scolding by Pat Riley.

The tow truck was speed-limited by the onboard computer, and no matter how anxious he was, it was useless. In Yang Mo's anxiety, an hour later, the tow truck finally arrived outside Madison Square Garden, where the crowd was already roaring, and cheers from the audience could be heard from time to time.

These cheers made Yang Mo very nervous. He was afraid the Knicks had already turned the game into garbage time.

After the tow truck parked, he quickly called Pat Riley.

When the call connected, Pat Riley's urgent voice quickly came through, "Where are you? Hurry up, we're down by seventeen points."

"I'm outside the arena, I can't get in yet. Have the staff come out and bring me in."

"Alright, wait at the B entrance, I'll have Kobe come and pick you up."

"Okay," Yang Mo quickly hung up and ran toward the B entrance. As Yang Mo ran, Christina hurried to chase after him, but the driver held her back, "Big star, where do you want this car towed?"

"Take it wherever you want. It's a gift from Robert, and I don't love him anymore. I don't want this car either," Christina said and quickly chased after him.

The driver was stunned and muttered, "Who am I supposed to ask for the towing fee?"

He thought for a moment and decided to tow the car back first, then find the owner. If the owner didn't pay, he would auction the car. It was a super sports car, worth two or three hundred thousand dollars.

By the time Christina caught up to the B entrance, Yang Mo had already run into the arena with Kobe. Christina tried to follow, but the security guard stopped her. The security guard didn't care if she was the big star Christina; they only checked credentials and tickets.

With no choice, the big star could only be frustrated. She had to look for the ticket office to see if she could still buy a ticket.

While Christina was looking for a ticket, Yang Mo ran into the locker room, quickly changed into his jersey, did a few warm-up exercises, and then ran onto the court.

At the same time, the CCTV commentator, who was broadcasting the game, looked helplessly at the Heat team, which was struggling everywhere. Without Yang Mo, the fans' attention had dropped by more than half, and with the Heat team continuously collapsing, the number of people watching the game had already decreased significantly. After all, more than five minutes of the third quarter had passed, and the game was heading into garbage time.

Although the commentators knew what Yang Mo was doing, they also hoped he would return because only then would the game have a bit of uncertainty.

To protect the domestic players, the CCTV commentators hadn't mentioned the elopement once since the game started. However, the American commentators were different. From the start of the game, they kept talking about Yang Mo and Christina eloping, chatting enthusiastically and even forgetting about the game. But the ratings also showed that fans were more interested in the gossip about Yang Mo and Christina than in a one-sided game.

"I guess Yang and Christina might already be in Nevada. If they keep going in that direction and didn't rest in a hotel last night," the host of the T-N-T Sports broadcast, Collins, said with a mischievous smile.

"The latest news is that Christina's management company is about to report her missing, and they are preparing to request police assistance," the commentator Stephen Curry, who was also a ball analyst, put aside his professional skills and focused on the gossip about Yang Mo and Christina's elopement.

"Actually, what I'm most curious about is how the girls from the Korean group view this. Will this be a showdown between the Korean and American entertainment industries?" Another ball analyst, Barkley, was also provocatively interested, not afraid of making things worse, as he was just there for the show.

"Hey... MAN! Look, who's that coming out of the player tunnel!" Collins suddenly pointed at the TV screen and screamed, and the director quickly switched the camera, pulling the long shot to reveal Yang Mo on the screen!

"Wow!" The three people in the studio exclaimed simultaneously, and countless fans in front of their TVs also exclaimed... Yang Mo was back!!

[The fifth update of yesterday, please give recommendations, please collect! Please do everything!]

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