from the golden generation

Chapter 97 I'm Back (For Favorites)
In a blink of an eye, the time came to February 2th.

In the morning, Yan Song got up early and lifted Yan Yaqi from the bed.

"Your brother and I can fight today, so don't hurry up and clean up."

After saying that, Yan Song threw his sister to the sink and started to pack things by himself.

After half an hour, Yan Yaqi came out slowly.

Yan Song stood there, stomping at the door.

"Why are you so slow, your sloppy personality needs to be changed."

Saying that, Yan Song tapped his sister on the head.

Yan Yaqi snorted, what's there to be excited about, isn't the suspension period over? As for this situation, those who don't know think you are in a hurry.

Yan Song dragged Yan Yaqi into a trot all the way, hailed a car on the street, and went straight to the airport.

The Knicks are going to play against the Nuggets today, and the opponent has no well-known or extremely powerful players.

Among them, McDyess is a rookie in 95, but at the end of his rookie season, he averaged 13.4 points and 7.5 rebounds per game, which is not bad.

The Nuggets also started with Ellis, who entered the NBA in 92.

Compared with his own rookie season, the average of 10.5 and 7.2 rebounds is far behind.

He used to be able to play as a starter all the time, but things changed and his starting games decreased.

In addition, several other players in the team are not bad.

However, this season they achieved a record of 17 wins and 40 losses, which is extremely ugly.

It is a weak team this season, being beaten by everyone.

"Today I will definitely blow them up."

Yan Song walked into the cabin, bragging about his teammates who were still bowing their heads.

Houston raised his head and glanced at Yan Song.

"as long as you are happy."

Houston gave Yan Song a blank look, but Yan Song didn't get angry. Today is a good day, so there is no need for him to get angry.

"Yaqi, how many points do you think I can score today?"

Yan Song looked at Yan Yaqi aside, Yan Yaqi thought about it, and spoke after a long time.

"25 points?"

Yan Hai shook his head, 25 points is too little, not even the score he expected.

"Guess again."

The words fall.

Yan Yaqi frowned this time and whispered.

"40 points?"

"It's almost the same this time. I am sure to win this game. I will definitely beat the opponent."

Yan Song became more and more arrogant, and the few people around couldn't listen anymore.

Please, you can shut up, we haven't come to the game yet, and we haven't been there yet.

You are really so confident that you beat him up. He was so good that he won 17 games, and it's not like he didn't win one game.

Everyone still thinks that Yan Song is too rampant, is it true that all young people nowadays are like this.

The veterans were suspicious, but Wallace stared at Yan Song from the side. He thought that Yan Song was too dazzling to prevent himself from being noticed.

I don't know what Wallace means, but he actually regards Yan Song as the culprit.

If Yan Song knew what Wallace was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud.

There are a lot of things about not being strong enough, Yan Song will definitely mock him like this.

And Yan Song himself also noticed Wallace's gaze, and ignored him.

If he likes to look at himself, he should look at it. There are many handsome people, and this principle is applicable all over the world.

A few hours later, everyone went to the Nuggets home court.

Everyone was changing clothes in the locker room, but Yan Song was a little unhappy.

This guy Wallace has been looking at himself since he got on the plane. If you have something to say, why do you keep staring at me.

Yan Song really wanted to ask him, but the game was ahead, and he couldn't be impulsive anymore. If he was suspended again, Yan Song would definitely collapse.

One match was suspended for one month, and three matches was three months. Yan Song already had a long memory and immediately ignored Wallace.

Just treat him like a radish, a vegetable or something, just ignore him anyway.

After everyone changed their jerseys, Yan Song walked in front of the team, which was given by Ewing.

"Shouldn't the boss stand in front?"

Yan Song straightened his back and couldn't relax, Ewing patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"Who told you, I told you to stand here and you just stand, don't talk nonsense."

Ewing was a little annoyed by Yan Song's chattering words. You said it on the plane, you said it during training, and now you are almost on the field and you still have the heart to chatter.

Ewing is like Monkey King now, and Yan Song is Tang Seng.

Every time he nags, Ewing's head starts to ache.

And Yan Song is also a sensible person, knowing that he had talked too much today, so he closed his mouth and eyes, not uttering a word.

Just in time, it's time for the visiting team to enter the field.

Ewing pushed Yan Song, and Yan Song quickly ran out following Ewing's push just now, and everyone followed him and ran onto the court.

As soon as he entered the stadium, the Knicks fans near the player tunnel clapped excitedly.

It's Yan Song, Yan Song is back.

The strongest rookie returned, but they deliberately bought tickets close to the player tunnel.

I saw Yan Song himself and other fierce generals at a distance of five or six meters.

“Great atmosphere.”

Yan Song took a deep breath, it's cool, it's cool to be able to play.

"Coach, what position do I play today?"

Yan Song remembered the business. Before, the coach told himself that if the opponent had a ruthless character, he would let him deal with the ruthless character, but the opponent did not have excellent defenders and forwards.

Unable to settle down, Yan Song asked Van Gundy for help.

"You can play a small forward as a defender, or play as a center forward if you are interested."

This was Van Gundy's joke, but Yan seemed to be taking it seriously, what the hell made him play center.

Yan Song shook his head again and again, but in the end he could only wrong Childs to play as a substitute and play point guard himself.

"Sorry."

Yan Song clapped hands with each other, but Childs laughed.

"It's okay, just give me a little playing time."

He doesn't care whether he starts first or not, because Yan Song is really strong, and he will be more lethal when he plays.

Moreover, Childs also admires Yan Song very much. He is one of the few geniuses, which is admirable.

Seeing that Charles was leaving, John Wallace sat beside him and asked.

"Are you really willing to be a substitute?"

Charles looked at him puzzled, he thought of something just as he was about to speak, and then held back the words.

"Oh, when I was on the plane, I saw someone staring at Yan Song with hatred."

Childs kept the words in his heart, why did you ask yourself to speak ill of Yan Song?

Immediately, Childs left his seat and switched with Williams.

Seeing myself being ignored by others, others don't like me.

Wallace was deflated, but transferred his hatred to Yan Song again.

"It's all your fault!"

Wallace was a little unreasonable, Yan Song ignored him, how dare a person who averaged only 3 and 4 points per game dare to yell at him?

Yan Song also stared at Wallace with wide-eyed eyes, fierce eyes, many times more fierce than Wallace.

My scoring average this season is definitely more than 20 points per game. You don't want to play well.

If you do this again, you will be abandoned by the Knicks...

　The first update, sea cucumbers will have evening classes in the future, and they will go to school on Saturdays and Sundays. There will be very little time in the future, but I will find time to update you.

　　
　
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