The King of the NBA

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When the whistle sounded at the end of the game, the game between the Timberwolves and the Raptors was over. The Timberwolves defeated the Raptors 107:94 and avenged the last time.

Ning Yi scored 25 points, 4 rebounds, and 2 assists. Whether it is points, rebounds, or assists, they are all new personal highs.

After the game, the reporter grabbed Ning Yi and interviewed him specifically: "Ning, your performance today is really wonderful. Many people think it is crazy, just like Jeremy Lin last year. I would like to ask, what is the strength that makes you stand on the stage?" After the last low-slump against the Raptors, all of a sudden it exploded?"

Ning Yi touched his nose, the existence of the system must not be said, so let's say something: "I want to thank my coach, Mr. Adelman, Mr. Porter, they gave me a lot of help. And I My teammates, they gave me a lot of trust, otherwise I would not be able to shoot so many goals."

This sentence Ning Yi said is very sincere, and it is also true. If the coach hadn't given him so much playing time, if his teammates hadn't trusted him and given him so many balls, as a rookie and a substitute player, he would not have There may be so many shots, and it is impossible to get so many points.

"One more thing." Ning Yi smiled, shrugged and added: "You know, I'm still young, I'm only twenty years old this year, and I'm still growing."

"Hehe." Hearing the last sentence, the reporter laughed, "Yes, you are still young and still growing, and you are growing very fast. Thank you, Ning, for bringing us a wonderful event. I wish you better and better games, and it is best to continue this 'crazy' and become another 'Linsanity'."

"I have to emphasize, I am me, I am not Jeremy Lin." Ning Yi emphasized, and then changed his tone, "However, I will try my best to go crazy."

The reporter laughed: "Ning, you are very interesting, I like (like) you."

Ning Yi thanked, and through the reporter's microphone, he also said to the fans: "Thank you to the fans who came to the scene, and those who didn't come to the scene, I love you."

The reporter's microphones and cameras are all connected to the big screen, and they are also broadcast live on major platforms. When Ning Yi shouted "I love you", no matter the fans on the scene, or the fans in front of the TV or in front of the computer, they all saw and heard it. .

For a while, people started shouting Ning Yi's name: "Ning"

The sound was so loud that it resounded throughout the arena, as if the dome was about to be blown off and transmitted to a more distant place.

Seeing this scene, Terry Porter smiled gratifiedly, and Adelman also nodded slightly, thinking in his heart, maybe it would be a very good choice to keep Ning Yi in the Timberwolves, and maybe he could get more surprises.

"Ning Yi scored 25 points, 20+ in two consecutive games."

"You still need to say, I watched the game. Although it was recorded and broadcast, it still made my blood boil, especially the part where Ning Yi broke out in the third quarter, it was crazy."

"Yeah, it's awesome."

People are talking about Ning Yi, he set off a whirlwind.

At the same time, the reporter blocked Chris Gent and asked him: "Mr. Gent, didn't you say that Ning's score could not be scored 10 points? But he scored 25 points. Do you have anything to say? "

"No." Chris Gent's face was dark, and he guessed wrong again.

When the news came, Chris Gent was taken aback, not expecting such a result at all.

Later, he deliberately looked for the video and watched it, and found that Ning Yi seemed to be a different person. Whether it was technology, physical fitness, or even basketball awareness, he had improved a lot.

How long has it been, that is, almost three months? Chris Gent does not believe that a person can make such a big improvement in three months.

But in fact, in front of his eyes, the video will not lie, and Ning Yi's data will not lie, so he can't believe it.

At the end, Chris Gent sighed and chose to be silent. Now facing the reporter, he no longer belittled Ning Yi blindly, only one sentence, no comment.

Seeing that Chris Gent refused to speak up, the reporter began to provoke him, and repeatedly advanced the matter, but Chris Gent was not fooled, because the previous talk was too big, he dug a hole, and made himself ashamed, and now he can no longer dig pitted.

"Well, you have to be cautious." Chris Gent told himself that he still disliked Ning Yi, but he would not easily reveal anything in front of the media.

Eventually, a group of reporters left.

Failed to get what they wanted, these reporters had a lot of resentment towards Chris Gent, so it was inevitable to "play with words" when reporting, anyway, the last thing people saw was "Chris Gent cut down on Ning Yi He kept silent for 25 minutes, and dodged reporters' questions in every possible way."

Seeing this report, Chris Gent gritted his teeth angrily, well, I didn't even say a word and turned into "dodging in every possible way", as if I was in a mess.

In fact, Chris Gent really hates being embarrassed. Many people make fun of him behind his back, which makes him very embarrassed, but he asked for it himself. What can be done?

In Ning Yi's apartment.

A while the phone rang, Ning Yi picked up the phone and glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he pressed the answer button: "Big beauty, why did you think of calling me?"

On the other end of the phone, Ye Qian's voice sounded: "We both graduated from high school, and we are still in the same grade. I wondered whether we should be regarded as alumni even if we are not friends. Seeing that you are popular, I should congratulate you anyway. Let’s save up some favors first, and when you become a superstar, I’ll be able to hug my thigh too, haha”

There was a whisper, and Ye Qian's figure appeared in front of Ning Yi's eyes, and he hurriedly smiled and said: "It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, I'm still thinking about why I can be regarded as friends now, you are good, let's go back in one sentence Back to schoolmates."

"Hehe." Ye Qian smiled coquettishly, amused: "Ning Yi, why didn't I find out before, you can talk quite well."

"That's not my fault, you didn't talk to me before." Ning Yi smiled and said: "What are you doing now, do you have time? Come out and have a meal together."

Ye Qian thought for a while, and said: "Not now, I still have classes. Wait until another day, I will invite you another day, and I will treat it as a celebration of your big explosion."

"That's fine, another day." Ning Yi said, and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the line, the University of Minnesota, Twin Cities.

Ye Qian put down the phone, showed a smile, suddenly thought of Ninth Middle School, and said to herself: "Ning Yi should be the idol of Ninth Middle School students now. I didn't see it before, although he was very good at playing at that time. Amazing, but I didn’t expect him to become an NBA player after only two or three years.”

She looked out the window and read: "Ning Yi, I wish you good luck!"