At the end of the game, Durant and Westbrook covered their heads with towels.
Back in the locker room, the players and the team did not care much about a preseason game.
However, Young Master Wei had been taught a lesson by a rookie. With his fiery personality, he really couldn't accept it.
However, for the sake of the regular season, the coach was determined not to let Young Master Wei play, so Young Master Wei could only watch Yang Xu perform.
He would not have the chance to regain his dignity after being humiliated in this match.
Durant, on the other hand, lost to Yang Xu because of the wind. His score was already very high, with 26 points in the first half.
However, he felt that this was not enough. He wanted to win the scoring title.
He wanted to become the best scorer in the league. He wanted to surpass Kobe, James, and even Jordan.
But he didn't expect to lose to a rookie in the second game of the preseason.
He found that no matter what he did, Yang Xu could respond according to his scoring method, and he could even do better.
In other words, as long as Yang Xu was willing, he could score points.
Any method was fine. He was just so confident.
Durant, who was full of confidence at the start of the season, was splashed with cold water.
"The next time we meet, I'll definitely beat him up!”
Yang Xu's departure drew cheers from the fans.
There were also a lot of people surrounding the players 'passage, scrambling to high-five Yang Xu and ask for his autograph.
Yang Xu, who had received such treatment for the first time, naturally would not disappoint the fans.
They signed and high-fived each and every one of them.
However, at this time, no fans had bought Yang Xu's jersey.
There were also no sneakers endorsed by Yang Xu, so most of them were signed on clothes.
It was a short passage for players.
Yang Xu had walked for more than ten minutes. If it wasn't for the fact that Robson had dragged him away, he wouldn't have been able to walk for more than ten seconds.
It might not even take an hour to finish walking.
Mills, who was far away in the front row of the audience, saw all of this.
In the last match, he had other matters to attend to and could not attend the match.
Yang Xu's performance, coupled with D'Antoni's high regard for him, made him curious about this second-round rookie.
Hence, he came to the venue today.
In the end, Yang Xu's performance won him over.
Explosive physical fitness, mature playstyle, and a bit like McGrady.
He was almost certain that Yang Xu would become the dark horse of this year's draft, the Rookie King.
In addition, Yang Xu's current popularity.
He seemed to have seen the hope of the Knicks, the hope of revival, and the hope of business.
Seeing Yang Xu walk into the lounge, Mills sat in his seat for a long time, unable to calm down.
Is the revival of the Knicks really coming?
Was this big city finally welcoming its own star player?
In the preseason, the Knicks did not arrange a press conference after the game.
However, there were already a lot of reporters blocking the entrance.
These reporters had been in the NBA for years, so they had a good sense of the news.
Even his vision was not inferior to that of a scout.
They could tell at a glance who had potential and who knew how to swim.
They naturally wouldn't let Yang Xu's performance go. Who could interview Yang Xu and learn more about him?
Whoever could get a certain amount of exposure in this slightly boring preseason.
Yang Xu had just escaped from the fans when he turned around and was immediately surrounded by reporters.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and he was caught off guard.
In an instant, more than ten microphones were handed to him.
"Yang Xu, how do you feel about the points of the two consecutive matches?”
"When you faced Durant's crazy scoring, did the coach arrange for you to respond, or did you make your own decision?”
"Why didn't you look excited when you blocked Green's shot?”
Countless questions were thrown at Yang Xu.
Before he could hear a question clearly, another question interrupted him.
However, none of this mattered to Yang Xu.
He grabbed a microphone forcefully and stared straight at the reporter.
"I'm in a hurry to take a shower, so I'll only answer one question. I'll leave this question to you!”
This reporter was a beautiful woman with curly hair and big eyes. She was also very tall.
When Yang Xu was choosing a microphone, he did not look at the reporters. He just picked up a microphone nearby.
Unexpectedly, it was a girl with super high scores.
This was the first time the reporter had met a player like Yang Xu. He was stunned for a while by this sudden action.
After thinking for a while, he began to think about the problem.
After all, he could only ask one question. He could not waste this opportunity.
"Yang, what is your goal in the NBA?”
She didn't choose to ask about the match, but a distant topic.
Yang Xu smiled and replied confidently,""I want to be the strongest person in this league, not just now, but in the entire history of the NBA!”
After saying that, Yang Xu let go of the microphone.
He turned around and walked towards the changing room.
The remaining reporters were left in a daze.
Become the strongest player in NBA history?
This was such a lofty and exaggerated goal.
Powerful players like Kobe, O'Neal, and Duncan did not dare to say such bold words.
And this second-round show, who had only played two preseason games, actually boasted so shamelessly.
To become the strongest in history, from the current point of view, was to surpass Jordan, that god-like man.
However, the possibility of this was almost zero.
Many of the reporters snorted at Yang Xu's answer, thinking that he was overestimating himself.
However, the reporter who asked this question looked at Yang Xu's back and fell into deep thought.
Yang Xu's eyes told her that he was not spouting nonsense. He was really full of confidence.
"Maybe he really can!"
The last chapter is over. I wish everyone a good dream!
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