"We still have a lot of time, there is no need to rush the interview!"

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After the MVP was announced, O'Neal, who was still playing away games in Houston, was also surrounded by reporters.

The shark was dancing happily before, standing up for himself every day, but it turned out to be useless, and he still failed to win the award in the end.

The illusion was completely shattered, and O'Neal was in a bad mood. Even if the Lakers got the match point, everyone could see his "unhappy" mood during the interview:

"I don't care about the MVP in the shortened season, now I just want to win the championship!"

"FMVP may be more suitable for me. I hope to meet the Knicks in the finals. I will prove myself and you will also see who is the real MVP."

There was no need for reporters to ask questions. O'Neal just responded. However, this loan behavior made people unhappy. The media in Houston did not give the shark a good look:

"The series isn't over yet!"

"I will end Team Rocket tonight!"

In the game that night, O'Neal, who got the anger buff, completely defeated the Rockets.

Played 44 minutes, made 14 of 22 shots, 9 of 18 free throws, scored 37 points, 11 rebounds, 3 assists, 3 blocks and 2 turnovers.

Such a violent performance turned the Rockets' home court into a library, and the elderly Big Three were beaten again

98:88, a big score of 3:1, the Lakers successfully advanced to the Western Conference semifinals in Houston.

At the end of the game, O'Neal walked to the tunnel and shouted twice from time to time:

"I'm the better one!"

Kobe Bryant, who turned into a little transparent next to O'Neal, was not in a good mood either.

Some people have come to interview him in the past few days, but most of the questions are about who he supports to win the award, and no one pays attention to his progress at all.

Kobe praised O'Neal, but he always thought of the Rookie Challenge in his heart.

Thinking of Li You's achievements again, looking at O'Neal's back, Kobe Bryant did not feel the joy of winning, but instead made up his mind:

"The tactical core of the team?!"

On the morning of May 15th, most of the headlines on the front pages of the New York print media sports sections were:

"The future of the Knicks - the youngest MVP in NBA history!"

“New York’s New King—Clay-Lee”

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The content of the column is roughly the same. It takes a detailed inventory of the records set by Li You, and also reviews last year's performance in the Eastern Conference Finals.

Ewing almost got angry when he read the newspaper early in the morning. He hasn't retired yet.

Li You's cell phone has been ringing since yesterday, and he has to continue to reply to text messages in the morning. Looking at the Nokia 5210 in his hand, he misses the future of smartphones.

Milinda rarely comes to the villa in Tarrytown. After all, it is a bit far away. Looking at the decoration with obvious personal style, the girl Dabo came to Li You and joked:

"That rich girl is really willing to spend money!"

Happy, the husky, hadn’t seen Li You for half a month. At this time, he was running around the two of them, jumping on them from time to time, and then running away again with a provocation.

"Stop, Happy! Actually we are just good friends!"

Li You turned around and hugged Milinda in his arms, talked sweetly, and then hurriedly said:

"Help me think about it, who else in school have I missed? There are only less than two days left."

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Before the NBA league held a press conference, Charles Sr. would also hold a celebration banquet, and Li Youde sent out invitations one by one.

On the evening of the 16th, in the banquet hall of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in midtown Manhattan, Charles Sr. and Li You entertained visiting friends with a smile.

MVP is great, but many people attend banquets and make more superficial friends.

Li You laughed so hard that his cheeks were sore throughout the whole process, so he managed to get over the celebration party.

At 10 a.m. on Monday, May 17, the press conference room at Madison Square Garden was crowded with media reporters. No one wanted to miss this historical moment.

My friend Ivan was wearing a black formal suit, pretending to be calm and sitting in the front row. Next to him, Milinda was wearing black trousers and a blue shirt.

"If it weren't for the lack of some funds, I would even suggest that Li bid farewell to basketball!"

Milinda heard Alvin's whisper and just laughed and joked:

"Is this the reason why you were hospitalized for half a year?"

All the stocks he bought rose sharply, and technology stocks went crazy in the past few years. Ivan watched the U.S. dollar rise all the way, and the stock market opened wider and wider, and finally rested for more than half a year.

He twitched the corner of his mouth. The experience of being hospitalized was really too embarrassing. Ivan quickly coughed and changed the subject:

"Starting now!"

Today, the press conference hall was specially replaced with a small podium, and above it was the MVP's bronze man trophy.

Jeff Van Gundy and everyone on the Knicks team were sitting on the far right side of the podium. NBA Vice President Lars Greinke came to the stage and immediately smiled and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome the NBA's youngest Most Valuable Player winner - Clay-Lee!"

The media reporters and Knicks staff in the audience began to applaud and cheer.

Perhaps if it were another team, the press conference would not be so grand. Li You, wearing a dark gray formal suit, came to the stage with a smile and hugged the vice president.

He picked up the trophy with a smile, looked at it and then put it down. Li You straightened the microphone and said in a brisk tone:

"Thank you to the New York fans, thank you to the Knicks, and thank you to the sports media who voted for me!"

"It means a lot to me to receive this award. From Albuquerque to Hartford to New York, it has been a fantastic experience."

"You all know that I am not a genius high school student. It was coach Calhoun who brought me to Connecticut. Thank you for his trust back then!"

Head coach Calhoun, who was sitting in the front row, nodded happily and accepted the applause from the crowd.

The press conference did not turn into a gathering of reminiscing about hardships and sweet memories. Li You looked very happy throughout the process. Jeff Van Gundy also smiled from ear to ear after hearing his thanks.

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"After saying so many thanks, the last thing I want to say is that I am not Michael Jordan, and I will not become the next Michael Jordan."

"Of course, I'm not Wilt Chamberlain. After all, I'm only 6 feet 4 inches!"

The New York media in the audience immediately followed suit. Obviously, Li You was teasing Shark again.

"I pay tribute to those predecessors, but I just want to be myself. I believe everyone can be the protagonist of their own life!"

Li You picked up the little bronze figure and greeted everyone in the audience again with a smile. The New York media followed suit, and the Los Angeles reporters on the side were a little unhappy.

A Finals Most Valuable Player may not make Li You a superstar, but adding an MVP trophy to the mix will make it completely different!

Agent Mark Bartelstein, who stood up and clapped along with him, was already smiling. Thinking of what happened during the offseason, he even thought proudly:

"The maximum salary contract is not enough! We need more!"

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