In just one week, the Trail Blazers defeated their second opponent and easily entered Paul's dream of Western Conference Finals.

An Jie and his teammates once again became the first team to rest in the league. Even the Heat, who fought with the Nets, have not yet decided the winner.

"Hey, Angkor!" Benben jumped into the player channel, and Anjie happily greeted Wu Hua. Although the championship is Anjie's ultimate goal, winning the game will always make people feel satisfied.

"I performed awesome today! Hey, I'll be dressed more handsomely later. Now there are a large group of people waiting for you in the media reception room." Wu Hua and An Jie fisted, and he looked happier than An Jie who won the game.

"Okay, no problem, I'll be as soon as possible." An Jie answered disapprovingly. After which game, wasn't there a bunch of people waiting for him in the media reception room?

Looking at An Jie's back as he was leaving, Wu Hua grinned. This kid should be shocked later.

Pushing open the door of the locker room, Anjie found that Ricard, who usually returned to the locker room at the latest, was now standing inside. What surprised Anjie was that Ricard actually said something almost exactly the same as Wu Hua.

"Check it out quickly, the media reception room is already waiting."

"Yes, yes, I know those guys can't wait." An Jie replied with a smile, but he also found something wrong.

On weekdays, Calder never urges himself to get faster because he knows that after a game, the players are very tired. He has always supported his players to rest in the locker room for more time. Those reporters? They can leave if they are impatient, and no one begs them to attend the press conference.

But today is the day for the Trail Blazers to advance, and there may be a lot of reporters, so Anjie didn't think much about it. Ricard should have wanted to do everything early and go home early. After all, who doesn't miss home in Houston these days?

An Jie quickly took a shower and changed into a casual outfit. He didn't like to wear a suit. An Jie always felt that the formal dressing style was very inconsistent with him.

In this way, Anjie and Ricard walked towards the media reception room in Toyota Center. The reporters who had been waiting in this small room for a long time all raised their cameras. Anjie was dizzy when he entered the door.

"Congratulations! An!" Wu Hua took the lead and shouted, and other Chinese journalists also shouted.

"Hehe, it's a piece of cake." An Jie thought Wu Hua congratulated him for advancing because of the Trail Blazers, so he answered this word. However, the reporters in the audience were all dumbfounded.

Which player who has ever seen who won the MVP award would say that this is a piece of cake? Even the rebellious guys like Kobe, Garnett and Iverson did not dare to answer this way when they won the award!

"Huh? What's wrong?" Looking at the expressions of the reporters below, An Jie touched his face. Just now, he was in a hurry to clean up, and An Jie thought something was stuck on his face?

"Mr. An, what you mean is... that winning an important award like MVP in the regular season again is just a piece of cake for you?" An older reporter asked hesitantly. He couldn't believe that a Chinese dared to despise the NBA field so much.

"Puff..." At this moment, Ricard, who was sitting next to Angel, couldn't help laughing. NBA officials had already informed Ricard of Angel about winning the award, and Ricard was planning to surprise Anjie, so he never told him. Unexpectedly, his unintentional behavior caused such a joke.

MVP Award? Ricard's laughter? Linking these two things together, Anjie's thoughts became clear in an instant.

"Boss, have you not told me anything?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Marcus, you can go on stage to present the awards." Ricard shouted in the backstage with a laugh, the official NBA who bumped into Howard before the game started, took the MVP trophy to the stage.

Awards? MVP trophy? Boom! An Jie's mind suddenly turned blank!

The reporters below realized that Angel had been fooled by Ricard. They immediately applauded and waited for Angel to take the trophy from the officials.

"My?mvp?" An Jie asked incrediblely. This was perhaps the funnyest time in previous MVP awards.

"That's right, little brat! Why, you don't even have this confidence? Fuck..." Ricard suddenly realized that it seemed that it was not good to swear on this occasion, so he changed his tone halfway through his words. "Your mom will be proud of you!"

After hearing what Ricard said, he saw the awkward smile of the official presenter who presented him with the award because he had not received a response for a long time. An Jie jumped up and, according to the Chinese etiquette, he touched the MVP trophy with both hands and shook hands with the staff.

"Click Click Click Click Click Click..." When An Jie held the trophy in both hands and faced the camera, the entire media reception room was drowned out by the sound of the camera shutter.

An Jie couldn't help but kiss the trophy in his hand. Although this was An Jie's second time, the MVP trophy was like the O'Brien Cup. Whether it was the first time or the tenth time, the excitement in the heart of the winner will not change!

"My mother will definitely be proud of me! And my wife, my soon-to-be-born son..." Anjie became incoherent because at this time he had completely fallen into a huge sense of happiness.

"Two consecutive mvp, An, you have pushed Chinese basketball players to another new height!" Wu Hua also interacted with An Jie while applauding.

"This is exactly the result I have dreamed of since I decided to make a living by basketball!"

Bill Russell, Wilt Chamberlain, Kareem Kareem Jabbar, Moses Malone, Larry Bird, Magician, Jordan, Duncan, Nash, James. Those who have won MVP awards for two consecutive years are already in a bluffing way just by listening to their names.

And starting today, the special name Anjie will be added.

"Oh, Coach Ricard didn't tell me this in advance, so I didn't prepare the manuscript in advance." An Jie's self-deprecating on the stage made the entire media reception room very happy.

"In the past two days, people always asked me, hey, An, if you won another MVP trophy this season, how would you feel? To be honest, I don't know. Because this award is not just me, I rely on me alone, I don't think I can stand here to hold the trophy." An Jie took a breath and decided to say something to his teammates from the bottom of his heart.

"You know, whenever I've had a bad day and walk into the training ground and see Meyers' smile, it changes my form a lot."

"Old Miller always wears suits and tie every day, dresses neatly, and looks more like a coach than a player. Whenever I ask him when he will retire, he will say maybe this is my last year. I don't know how many people he has said the same thing to, but I want to say, old man, thank you very much!"

"Robin, to be honest, I hated you very much before you came to this team. But when you came, you proved that you are the kind of excellent teammate who will stand up to help me in difficult times. I will not forget the dark elbow you used to me on the training ground, because of you, I will not be scared by other people's small movements."

"Andre, what does this guy say? Hey, Iguodala, do you want to shoot together? Hey, Iguodala, will you say yes. This guy has done a lot, and he was already a star before I entered the league. But he still wants to learn, and this behavior is always intense for me."

"Batum, someone who was able to exchange me back then, what else can I say? Thank you for your fatal three-pointer in every game. Of course, if you have time, I really want to try the French dim sum made by your mother again."

"Contney, at first I thought you were a taciturn person. But every time the team was in trouble, you would pat my chest hard and say cheer to me. To be honest, I am very glad that I can go through all the journeys with you. But the next time you pat my chest, it's better to be gentle."

Anjie's speech made reporters laugh, and the players in the Toyota Center away locker room also laughed so hard that they were laughing. After that, Anjie thanked several young players and marginal players one by one. Although they didn't play for a long time, they also contributed their strength to the Trail Blazers.

Finally, two other names were not mentioned. Undoubtedly, Angel put Lillard and Aldridge at the end.

"You must think I forgot Damien and Lamarcus. I'm afraid that I mentioned these two guys, and you will give them the MVP trophy. Lamarcus, your mother will be proud of you. You are an excellent son. Damien, if the Trail Blazers had the No. 1 pick that year, I would choose you without hesitation. What do you say? You two guys are a big trouble because you can steal my limelight the most! I'm right, Damien, who scored a new playoff high of 31 points." Anjie pointed to the camera lens, and he knew that his teammates were definitely watching the live broadcast of the press conference.

"I love you, and I thank you too. You have made me better and this team better. You are MVP-level players, thank you for always being by my side. Lamarcus, don't forget that we made an appointment to run together in the square of Moda Center the day after tomorrow."

After An Jie said that, everyone stood up and applauded. Last year, An Jie ended the MVP award ceremony in just a few words. But this year, An Jie really couldn't hold it anymore. He must let the whole world hear these words!

"Oh, it's really unpromising!" An Jie's father cursed and comforted his wife who was already crying in front of the TV. He thought about An Jie who was wandering abroad alone during the Chinese New Year, and thought about saving money to make his son have enough tuition and living expenses abroad... An Jie's mother saw many of the beautiful surfaces of his son, but the hard-won behind it.

Meslav felt his nose sour. When he watched a guy transform from a boy into a man, the process was indescribably colorful. There were bitterness and sweetness, and there were laughter and tears.

"Okay guys, I think the press conference will end here. The guys in the locker room should be eager to meet their new MVP." Ricard suddenly stood up and planned to end the press conference.

Before leaving, Ricard suddenly picked up the microphone and said to Angel. "My previous dream was MVP, otherwise I would exchange the best coach with you."

"Hahahahaha." Fans all over the world happily welcomed the defending title of Anjie MVP in the joke at the end of Ricard.

The streets of Portland are very lively at this moment, and countless guys wearing Anger No. 00 jerseys are caring on the streets.

In the eyes of Portland fans, Angel is a hero living in the present. He is not only an MVP belonging to the Trail Blazers, but also an MVP belonging to the city of Portland.
Chapter completed!