Chapter 79

As soon as the game ended, Yang Mo ran quickly towards the locker room. He knew that the TNT sideline reporter would definitely stop him for an interview, and he didn't want to be interviewed, so he took advantage of the chaos to run into the players' tunnel.

Once Yang Mo entered the players' tunnel, he immediately felt relieved, thinking he had finally escaped the ordeal.

But just as he relaxed, a microphone was thrust in front of him. Before he could figure out what was happening, a burly white man had already picked up a camera and pointed it at him.

What's going on?

Before Yang Mo could understand, a blonde woman standing nearby spoke up, "Yang, I'm Erin Andrews from ESPN. Can I ask you a few questions about the game?"

"ESPN?" Yang Mo frowned and countered, "Wasn't this game broadcast by TNT? Why are you here from ESPN?"

"We just received orders and quickly came over from the Yankees' home field. Our supervisor thinks the news value here is greater," Erin Andrews said very honestly.

Yang Mo liked honest people, and he liked beautiful women even more. If they were both honest and beautiful, that was even better. So, he didn't immediately refuse but said, "I can give a brief interview, but don't ask too sharp questions. I don't want to be aggressive with a blonde beauty."

Yang Mo's sudden flirtatious remark surprised Andrews. In her preconceived notion, Yang Mo was a particularly difficult player to deal with because of his extremely aggressive and violent performance on the court.

"Okay," Andrews smiled slightly and asked, "First question, what is your relationship with Christina? Everyone is saying that you ran away with her at Jay-Z's party."

This was undoubtedly a sharp question. After asking, Andrews deliberately glanced at Yang Mo a couple of times, fearing he might lose his temper. But Yang Mo smiled and gave her a thumbs up, saying, "Your question is very good. I want to clarify this. I have no relationship with Christina, not even as friends. We didn't run away together; she just wanted to show me her car and let me experience her driving skills. But... very unfortunately, her driving skills are terrible, and the car broke down on Highway 65. We spent a miserable night with wild wolves. That's why I was late tonight."

After saying this, to prevent any unhealthy speculation, Yang Mo quickly added, "Throughout the night, I didn't have any unnecessary physical contact with Christina. There were so many wild wolves, and the Lamborghini was so small. It was already difficult for me to fit in, so how could anything happen?"

Yang Mo's words were like saying "This place has no silver, three hundred taels." No one would believe that a man and a woman could spend a day and a night together without anything happening. That would be like deceiving a three-year-old. Besides, even if they couldn't do anything at night because of the wolves, they could during the day!

However, seeing how detailed Yang Mo's explanation was, Erin Andrews didn't continue to press the issue. This was already an exclusive story, enough to earn her supervisor's praise. She didn't want to delve deeper and affect the harmonious interview relationship, as she was a basketball reporter, not an entertainment reporter. So, she quickly changed the topic and asked, "Before you came on the court, the team was trailing by seventeen points. After you returned, the game immediately turned around. Do you think you are now the most indispensable part of Miami?"

"We are a team, and no one can be missing," Yang Mo answered very officially, not wanting to offend his teammates on this issue.

"Then do you think you are now the core player of the team?" Erin Andrews continued, these were questions assigned by her supervisor.

"No!" Yang Mo answered very decisively, saying, "My job on the team is just to grab rebounds and defend my position. That's all. Everyone knows that Miami is Dwyane's team."

Yang Mo wouldn't let his tail rise to the sky just because of two outstanding performances. Honestly, the Nets and Knicks' frontcourts weren't strong, and he could play a decisive role mainly because the opponents were unfamiliar with him, plus some element of chance.

Yang Mo was very clear about his own strength. He still had a gap to reach the top-tier frontcourt players, after all, his physical attributes were far from enough. Unless... he could get one or two more virgins to supplement.

But that wasn't an easy thing to do.

"I just saw on the car that you used a volleyball spike to make Randolph bleed all over the floor and faint. Now, this is being discussed online, with some people calling you a thug. You've already caused three players to be hospitalized in two games. Is it because your playing style is more brutal?" Andrews asked boldly, originally she wanted to use 'dirty' instead of 'brutal,' but for safety reasons, she was more conservative.

"These are all accidents," Yang Mo answered very simply, without any explanation.

"Accidents?" Andrews frowned, truly surprised by this answer. She quickly followed up, "But... can it really be that coincidental?"

"This has nothing to do with coincidence. As an inside player, you should be prepared to be taken down by the opponent," Yang Mo explained very seriously, "The key I guard is not the opponent's backyard. If they want to dunk easily, they have to knock me down first. Otherwise, it's impossible."

"So, this is your defensive style?"

"You can understand it that way," Yang Mo said confidently, "To me, the key is my woman. Whoever touches my woman casually, I will fight to the death. It's that simple."

As a woman, Andrews felt a bit moved by Yang Mo's firm words. As a sports reporter, she had seen many muscular athletes, but Yang Mo's words were the most manly and appealing she had ever heard. She could directly feel Yang Mo's powerful hormones!

"Okay, do you have any other questions?" Yang Mo asked proactively when Andrews didn't speak for a while.

"No," Andrews shook her head subconsciously.

"Then let's end it here, beautiful reporter. If you have the chance, how about I treat you to dinner?" Yang Mo flirted with Andrews without avoiding the camera.

Andrews, being directly hit on by Yang Mo, felt a bit flustered. She didn't know whether to agree or to refuse, feeling a bit reluctant.

Just as she was hesitating, Yang Mo waved at her and walked away confidently!

Watching Yang Mo walk away quickly, Andrews couldn't hide her disappointment: How could he leave like that? I haven't answered yet!

To Yang Mo, her answer wasn't important because he never really intended to have dinner with her. He just wanted to tease her a bit.

He didn't expect her to take it seriously!

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[Chapter 5 delivered, please recommend and collect!]

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