The Way of the Center

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, don't squeeze!"

"Everyone can go in, don't squeeze! Squeeze again, I will close the door again!"

The two stadium security guards are maintaining the order in the player passage, and a large number of reporters have filled the media reception room of the Anjie Center.

However, even so, there are still many reporters who want to squeeze in. After all, An Jie's completion of a lore is now less and less common. Everyone suffocated their stomachs and wanted to ask him.

"Are you sure it's today?" An Jie was talking on the phone with his manager Meslav in the backstage of the media reception room.

"Just today, everyone is in a good mood today. I think the atmosphere may not be so heavy." An Jie smiled and finished the lore. All this is really like a dream. Since so many people want to interview themselves, give them a big news yourself.

"As long as you are ready, it's fine, but An... forget it, nothing. Do what you want, I don't have any suggestions for you anymore." Moslav wanted to persuade An Jie to fight more. A few years, but after another thought, Anjie, it is indeed time to take a good rest.

After the phone call, An Jie walked up from the backstage. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in front of his eyes. As soon as An Jie sat down, the reporters raised their hands.

"Ann! The last time you completed the lore was in the regular season last year. How does it feel to kill the game again now?" A young reporter from espn became the first Xin Yuner to be called up. .

"I enjoy this kind of moment very much, and of course I have to thank my teammates and coaches. Without George's shot and iron, I have no chance to show off." An Jie still joking unscrupulously, George sitting next to An Jie He just smiled, of course he won't be angry.

"Ann, before the game, Embiid said you were old, and he would not be merciful. But today, you bottomed out in the second half, limiting Embiid to a very embarrassed situation. During the intermission, you did everything. What adjustments have been made? Do you think this is a kind of disrespect for Embiid's remarks?"

"Embid’s remarks are normal. We are in a competitive relationship. He doesn’t need to be respectful and respectful to me off the court. Basketball courts have always been a place to speak on strength. It’s a pity, if the kid wants to show mercy to my men, I have to practice again." An Jie doesn't care what Embiid said. In the last season, An Jie just wants to enjoy the happiness that basketball brings to him.

After that, the reporters continued to ask Anjie many questions. Both George and Ricard, who attended the press conference together, became An Jie's foil, and only a few people occasionally pointed the finger at them.

Finally, after half an hour, the reporters seemed to have nothing to ask. An Jie answered all the questions patiently, and the satisfied reporters also planned to leave with these materials. Today’s news will definitely be very popular!

The reporters under Anjie's stand almost calmed down, so they cleared their throats. "Since everyone has asked about it, let me make an announcement."

Suddenly, the entire media reception room was stunned. Ricard and George glanced at An Jie, and they both knew what the news was. What about the reporters? These guys are all at a loss. When did Anjie take the initiative to provide them with news?

Only Wu Hua was the first to react. He hurriedly turned on the camera, hoping to record all this. Wu Hua could vaguely feel that this guy is leaving!

cctv, espn, fox sports, sky TV, cbs... Basically most of the mainstream sports media are in front of An Jie at the moment. An Jie paused, leaning forward, bringing his mouth closer to the microphone.

Ricard clenched his fists beside An Jie, did he really want to say it? Is he really ready to announce this news to the world? At this moment, the "rogue coach" seems to be more nervous than Anjie himself.

The reporters pricked their ears and waited for An Jie to speak. Wu Hua, who was among the crowd, had already sent a message to the agency. "Leave me as many pages as possible, and there will be big news soon!"

Catherine watched TV intently, today, but An Jie's big day.

"Today... Today we played well." An Jie paused after saying this.

The reporters didn't understand. An Jie said that there was something to be announced. Could it be that he wanted to talk to them about the daily routine?

In fact, if Anjie does not pause, he is afraid... he is afraid that the reporters will hear his cry.

"Then...if nothing happens..."

"If there are no accidents, will you continue to win?" A young reporter suddenly interjected, causing the colleagues below to laugh. This serious atmosphere has also eased a little bit.

An Jie also followed the reporters and smiled, after which he approached the microphone again.

"If nothing else, after playing this season, I plan to retire."

"Boom!" The reporters' minds suddenly went blank, and their smiles solidified on their faces, becoming stiff. What did this guy just say! ? Wait, did he say he plans to retire! ?

Ricard smiled slightly and said nothing. This guy is too wordy...Huh? Why are your eyes red? I am obviously smiling.

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After Yao Ming returned home after a busy day, his wife Ye Li had already prepared a table of food. The daughter happily ran to the door and gave Dayao a warm hug.

Yao Ming touched his daughter's head, sat down at the dinner table, and took off his suit jacket.

Ye Li turned on the TV at random. It was just seven o'clock and the news broadcast had just begun.

Yao Ming picked up a chopstick dish and was about to deliver it to his mouth. At this time, the sound of the TV attracted Yao Ming's attention.

"The famous Chinese basketball player An Jie officially announced his retirement at the An Jie Center at 10 a.m. Beijing time, ending his 16-year career." The news network broadcaster’s voice was so calm, but Yao Ming’s chopsticks were in his hand. , But suddenly fell to the ground.

At this moment, I don't know how many Chinese people have the same reaction as Yao Ming.

"...In the past few years, I feel most sorry for my parents, my wife and son. I spend too little time with them. I have not fulfilled the responsibilities of a son, husband and father. Now, I think it’s time to stay with them. I love this city, I love this team, and I love all the teammates who fight alongside me. But I’m really tired. I’m here to get With all the honor I can get, I am extremely happy. But my heart tells me, Ann, you really need to rest."

An Jie's screen at the press conference ~www.NovelMTL.com~ was broadcasted by the news network. After that, Anjie said a lot, but Yao Ming didn't listen to a word.

Seeing Anjie who was saying goodbye word by word, a lot of things flashed in Yao Ming's mind. This is the career of a professional player, so brilliant, yet so short.

"Hurry up and make a special program for me! Yes! Be fast, and ensure the quality!"

"I don't care what method you use, you must get An Jie's interview! You just kneel down and beg him, and get it for me!"

"Don't be busy printing all the newspapers tomorrow! Leave the pages for publication, leave me as many pages as possible!"

The whole world has been stunned by the news announced by An Jie.

Where's Anjie? It is daytime in the United States at this moment, and the Trail Blazers have no games today. But he came to the training hall of Anjie Center early, holding a basketball, standing in the middle of the court.

All the breath here...An Jie really hopes to remember them as much as possible. Fans, reporters, and An Jie’s friends are all reluctant to leave. How can An Jie himself be willing to leave?