On the last day left in January, the Trail Blazers finally got a chance to breathe. They returned to Portland from Los Angeles to truce, waiting for the start of the Jazz game on February 1.

After An Jie got up, he did not turn on his phone to read the news about him. He just calmly went into the bathroom to wash and looked at his fingers.

His fingers have not healed yet, but they have been much better than they were at the beginning. At least now, there is no problem with Anjie using these two fingers to do some necessary movements in daily life.

But just as the doctors reminded themselves at that time, An Jie's two fingers looked weird. Because the injured bones were not well fixed and protected. This also caused An Jie's fingers to be not as straight as normal people.

"Did you get up so early? Isn't there no competition and early training today?" Catherine hugged Anjie from behind. Before she knew it, it was almost a month since Katherine and Anjie lived together.

"I can't sleep, maybe I'm used to getting up early. After having breakfast later, I want to go to the gymnasium to practice more." Anjie turned around and smiled embarrassedly at Catherine. He knew that he had not been able to accompany Catherine well, but there was nothing he could do. This was the work needs.

"Go and go, I'll go with you." Catherine had already accepted such a life. When Anjie decided to go to the talent show and Catherine decided to be a model, they knew that ordinary life was far away from them.

"Look, it's OK!"

"Wow! Beautiful job!"

"You are so good! We love you!"

Driving on the street with his own Mazda Rx-7, countless locals in Portland cheered at Anger. As soon as this car appeared, it would always be accompanied by applause.

A few years ago, Anjie could not imagine that he would have such a big impact in a foreign city. But now, Anjie looked at the advertisements about himself in Portland and the countless citizens wearing Trail Blazers oo jerseys or T-shirts on the street. A sense of accomplishment instantly surged into his heart.

"The best player in the West in January is definitely An, and no one can compete with him on this award. The Trail Blazers' record of winning in January and An's own excellent personal data have made him book this award in advance."

"Seventeen consecutive victories, a record of winning in January. For a team with center as the core, this result is really amazing. It is only a matter of time before An becomes the greatest international player in nBa's history."

"In the latest mVp ranking list, Angel has surpassed LeBron James and ranked first. Although the ranking of this list will change at any time, it is already very impressive to be on the list temporarily. You should know that the people behind An are so brilliant names."

On the on-board radio, An Jie subconsciously played a sports-related program. However, to his surprise, the overwhelming doubts and scolding in his imagination did not appear. On the contrary, almost all the media and experts praised An Jie. The incident of Paul's injury seemed to be forgotten overnight.

The cheers of fans on the street and the voices that are beneficial to them in the outside world all make An Jie feel very happy. Training with a good mood will definitely make the training effect better than usual.

After noon, An Jie's teammates continued to enter the training ground 66. Strangely, these guys were holding different newspapers in their hands, and after entering the door, they would throw the newspapers in front of An Jie.

"Look at you, look at you. If I hadn't played with you, I would have thought that this Chinese named An opened a newspaper. I read countless newspapers and magazines on the way to training today, but it turned out that you were the headlines of every newspaper! Oh, of course, except for the gossip tabloids." Batum held a "Portland Metropolis Daily", and Anjie even broke the shackles of the sports sector and became the front-page headlines. For the city of Portland, the excellent achievements of the Trail Blazers and Anjie are indeed a big news.

The newspapers in the hands of others were exactly the same. Seeing this, Lillard put on glasses and walked to Anjie with a roll of newspaper in a cylindrical shape.

"Mr. An, congratulations on becoming the winner of the regular season mVp this season. Do you have any thoughts about the time you get involved in this award?" Lillard pretended to be a reporter, which made a burst of laughter in the training ground. Even Catherine, who was beside him, covered her mouth and laughed.

"First, I have to thank my teammates. Especially Damien Lillard, if I didn't have his shot, I wouldn't have gotten so many rebounds." Anjie replied with a wicked smile.

"Hahahahahahaha, what a wonderful speech to win!" Lillard and Anjie sang together, causing the entire training ground to explode.

"What are you laughing at? Leonard, I heard your laughter in the parking lot." It was not until Ricard and Divac walked into the training ground that the laughter of the players gradually subsided.

"Nothing, nothing. We are happy for An."

"Okay guys, I'll give you another half hour of happy time. After half an hour, the training will officially begin." Ricard replied with a smile, and it can be seen that this strict gangster coach is in a good mood.

Afterwards, Ricard turned his head and walked to Catherine. "You know Miss Catherine, I'm sorry, I'm afraid you can only wait outside the training ground. You can go to the commodity area of ​​the Rose Garden, where there is a very good cafe." He spoke to Catherine very gentlemanly, and he was completely different from the swearing Ricard on the field.

"I know the rules, coach." Catherine stood up and jumped to Anjie. Anjie hugged Catherine and looked around, but his teammates didn't mean to disperse.

"You damn guys." Anjie smiled and kissed Catherine goodbye. In an instant, everyone in the Trail Blazers started to make a fuss.

"I didn't expect the butcher to be well-behaved."

"Look, that guy blushed."

"Wow, what a sweet kiss."

"You guys, don't blame me for being rude when fighting for training later." Anjie watched Catherine walk out of the training ground, and then he made a "harsh talk" to the group of people watching the fun.

Ricard and Divac looked at everything on the training ground and were in a good mood.

"Not all teams have such a good team atmosphere, George." Divac felt that he was very comfortable and comfortable to work in such a group.

"That's why I like to let Ann be a leader." Ricard knew that the quality of a leader largely determines the quality of a team's atmosphere.

The team started their day of training in this harmonious and pleasant environment, and the results of the training also satisfy Ricard.

Don’t look at these guys laughing privately, when they arrived at the training ground, everyone was very serious and unambiguous.

During the confrontation training, An Jie played the game seriously while pointing out his current problems. Of course, if others find out what An Jie does not do well, An Jie will accept it humbly.

If Jazz coach Tyrone Corbin knew that the Trail Blazers were so active in preparing for the game, he would have been very desperate.

The Jazz are now very different from the Jazz led by Sloan back then. They are no longer powerful forces in the West, but just a team struggling on the edge of the playoffs. This is very similar to the Thunder in Angel's rookie season.

Victories and losses in every game directly affect whether they can enter the playoffs. So against the Trail Blazers, the Jazz are eager for Anjie, who is in the limelight recently, to underestimate the opponent and let them steal the victory. It's a pity that the Trail Blazers' good preparation form will probably make the Jazz's wishes fail.

The next day's game was scheduled, with Jazz inside doubles Al Jefferson and Paul Millsap playing very hard. The former "Yao Ming killer" Jefferson scored 21 points on Anger's head. You know, few people have scored 20 points recently when they face Anger.

But for these 21 points, Jefferson paid the price of 22 shots. For an inside player, a 45% shooting rate is not good.

The serious attitude shown by the Trail Blazers on the court left Tyrone Corbin with no choice. The Jazz had no advantage in strength, but now stronger opponents have a better attitude. If the Jazz want to win, unless one of them is completely a big hit.

However, when the game ended, Tyrone Corbin did not wait for the big-hit player to appear. Anjie used 26 points, 10 rebounds, 4 assists and 3 blocks to help the team defeat the Jazz 77-86. Only the Jazz scored 77 points, which also highlighted the huge gap in strength between the two sides.

The Jazz are destined to be the background of Anjie and the Trail Blazers. When the reporters were busy surrounding Anjie, no one cared about the Jazz's departure.

"Congratulations! You just set the longest winning streak in the history of the Trail Blazers!"

"It is a great honor for me to be able to leave a grand mark in the history of the Trail Blazers." An Jie smiled and answered the reporter's questions, setting a team history record. How out of reach was for An Jie in the past. However, just now, he did it.

"Do you think you can shake the historical status of "Glider" Drexler in the Trail Blazers!" The Trail Blazers' longest 17-game winning streak was created by nBa5o superstar member Clyde Drexler in the 9O-91 season.

However, today, more than 20 years later, this record was finally broken by Angel. So the comparison between Angel and Drexler was inevitably brought to the table.

"Mr. Drexler is one of the greatest players in nBa history, and I am not qualified to compare with him yet. But I will work hard to continue Mr. Drexler's dream and bring a championship trophy to this beautiful city of Portland." While being modest, Angel did not forget to express his ambitions. His just right answer even "buyed" the hearts of all Portland fans.

Now, Anjie is the supreme "Emperor" of Portland. In less than two seasons, Anjie successfully surrendered all citizens of the City of Tear.

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"It's so fucking charm..." A man spitted at An Jie on the TV, and then he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"How is it, are everyone ready?" the man said, turning off the TV. He didn't want to see An Jie's smile again, the devil's smile seemed so ugly to him.

"Okay, Mr. Sam, tomorrow, we will occupy the entire public opinion trend." The man on the other end of the phone answered firmly.

"Very good." Sam Smith hung up the phone, the most well-known basketball reporter in the United States, but he did not forget Anjie's disdain for him.

The more famous he is, the more enemies he makes. And this time, An Jie really encountered an indomitable and difficult opponent.
Chapter completed!