You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

"Later? What happened to that scum?"

Hearing Medela talking about what happened yesterday, as a woman, Ephraim was also angry, and she could imagine the picture.

Boyfriend and girlfriends got together, the dog and the man who were caught on the sofa actually asked for an open relationship? Go to him!

"I threw the pair of **** on the ground and ran out." Medela said.

Ephraim laughed: "Well done! That's what it is!"

"Ha~~~"

Mo Mengchen yawned, and the sequela of poor sleep quality appeared last night.

Medela would look at Mo Mengchen from time to time, and she found that the boss who had always been merciless to her mouth was very quiet today.

Have you mocked the three bursts?

You idiot, you did a stupid thing. I have never seen anyone stupid than you-basically this is the beginning, and then one by one, he is willing to waste ten minutes to show that she is the most stupid woman in the world.

He just said nothing this morning.

In order to express her apology, Medela made her the most loved sandwich for Mo Mengchen. She used to make it for Malinger.

"sorry for bothering you."

Mo Mengchen rolled his eyes and asked, "I hope your brain hasn't become more stupid because of too much alcohol."

"How come the brain gets into alcohol?" asked Medela.

Mo Mengchen raised his eyes and said, "Isn't it strange that people like you who often get water in their brains because they drink three pounds of vodka and cause their brains to enter alcohol?"

Patience, be patient, don't give him a shoulder fall!

I have lost love, I have lost my home, I cannot lose my job, otherwise my life will be too miserable.

Medela stomped hard to hold herself back.

"Let's put it down and sort it out. I'm going to resume training today and help me reach out to the group of guys who eat dry food."

Hearing Mo Mengchen's instructions, Medela disappeared from his face as soon as he was forgiven, and a smoke drifted towards the guest room.

"My dear, you are too harsh on her."

Ephraim sees all this in her eyes. She feels that a little girl who has just experienced the biggest blow in her life needs more encouragement than humiliation.

"I don't want to. If she didn't make so many mistakes, I wouldn't say anything to her. She gave me these opportunities."

Mo Mengchen still made sense.

Ephraim sat next to him and said, "I often make mistakes."

"You are different." Mo Mengchen said.

Ephraim asked in a low voice: "Which is different."

Mo Mengchen gave her a soft kiss and said, "It's different, I might need to sleep."

"Go, I'll call you at nine."

Mo Mengchen was really sleepy. He didn't sleep well all night. Although he was initially angry or related to other things, his spirit was highly concentrated and it was difficult to fall asleep. Once this state is lifted, he will accumulate all night of fatigue. To the body.

Similar to the game, if we concentrate on the game and focus on the game, we will not feel it until we have the advantage or the end of the game. Once we are behind, or the game is over, we will relax and weary will flow to the body at this time.

Mo Mengchen slept for three hours at once.

Ephraim wanted to wake him up at nine o'clock to see that he had slept too much and did not wake him up.

Two o'clock in the afternoon

Henry Ford Training Center

The player's season is over, and the coaching staff and management just ended the first half of the season.

They are open all year round.

The end of the regular season, the playoffs are fierce, those early out teams are worrying about the team's future.

"It seems that Dor.Mo has been resurrected."

Only three days have passed since that heartbreaking game, and the coaching staff has already gotten up.

This year, the Pistons have only one first-round pick and one second-round pick. They plan to use these two picks to select two rookies who can fight for the game, just like Mo Mengchen and others last season.

It's just that it's almost impossible to hit a relic like Mo Mengchen with Universiade last year.

According to Mo Mengchen's knowledge, although 96 golden generations entered the league this year, most of their stars in this draft are in the first round, and there are rare relics in the second round.

Think about it, Iverson, Ray Allen, Kobe, Nash, Fatty Walker, Rahim, Marbury, O'Neal... all the stars we can call out, they are all first-round picks, and they are ranked first. No less than seventeen.

Unfortunately, the Pistons have only the 26th pick in the first round.

Seeing Dane Stanton, Mo Mengchen greeted and asked hypocritically.

"How are you doing these days?"

In fact, Mo Mengchen didn't care whether he ate well or slept soundly.

Stanton must have received this message from Mo Mengchen's hypocritical smile. He replied: "Sleep well and eat well, because we played a beautiful season."

"That's good."

Not to mention, Mo Mengchen didn't stay here, nor greeted the college students who came to the trial training, holding the ball alone to practice shooting under a neglected basket.

The three-pointer he practiced was still the distance before the three-point line shortened.

After two days without playing, Mo Mengchen felt a bit stiff and missed his first shot.

He shot while thinking about the next plan.

As far as he knows, the Pistons have done little in the draft this year. They did not take advantage of the draft year to launch a deal to give Hill a helper. They did not gain anything in the free market. They even let Alan Houston be hooked by the Knicks. This directly led to Hill's difficulty in supporting the next few years, stopping the first round of the playoffs.

But with him, many things will change. This is the mission of these traversers.

Like Bai Yidong to Timberwolves;

Li Xing is to the Raptors;

He is to the Pistons.

Wait, it seems that Bai Yedong is not a transitor?

Wait, why should I compare these two fools?

Mo Mengchen thought of this and hit the basket again after three points.

"Oh, pick up the ball again."

Mo Mengchen was just about to get the ball. A person he didn't know picked up the ball that fell to the ground and passed it heavily.

People who pass like this usually only have two reasons: see you uncomfortable, or want to know you.

If he just passed by, and the ball just flew towards him, he had to pass the ball back in order to show his friendliness, so he didn't have to exert such force.

He just wanted to use this pass to make Mo Mengchen feel "well, you caught my attention".

As he wished, Mo Mengchen looked at him.

I don't know him, but I just feel that he is a bit.

This is a kind of familiar face.

Mo Mengchen thought about it, he did not know such a person, but had seen such a role in the film and television drama.

Ever seen "Game of Thrones"? Mo Mengchen's previous life had dismissed this hugely popular drama that became famous after the first broadcast.

Because he heard that this drama is both **** and violent, and important characters with a lot of dramas are always killed. You can’t even tell who is the protagonist. As a result, he recognized the author’s pro at first glance. Son Sam the Great.

Later, he followed, and another great Joffrey impressed him.

Yes, Geoffrey's arrogant look is similar to the one standing in front of Mo Mengchen at the moment.

The same arrogance, with a little funny, you just want to punch in his face.

I don’t know, who is this person?

Mo Mengchen ignored him and continued to shoot.

"Mo, hello."

He was very eager and knew that Mo Mengchen had an extraordinary position in the Pistons.

Mo Mengchen just looked at him and slowly asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to make a friend with you. My name is Jerome Williams." After all, he smiled confidently. He thought that Mo Mengchen must know him.

Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen didn't know him at all.

In the late 1990s, and even in the NBA in the new century, Mo Mengchen was only familiar with stars or role players with different personalities. This Williams...there are too many Williams in the NBA. I can't remember the great **** who has the same face as Emperor Geoffrey.

"Nice to meet you." Mo Mengchen nodded.

Williams sat down to observe.

He is one of the biggest players in the training today.

Doug Collins praised him, and other teaching assistants are also optimistic about his prospects.

Before the training is over, Collins invited him to conduct the second round of trial training. If he still performs well in the second round of training, he is likely to receive a draft commitment.

At the university, Williams has a nickname junk dog.

This is related to his playing style. In his view, the Pistons style is also very suitable for him. This is a team with a tradition against. He thinks he can find a place here.

So he wanted to meet Mo Mengchen.

As a result, Mo Mengchen didn't know him and looked very cold.

He continued to practice shooting.

Williams had only heard of the legendary NBA first-rate shooter, and it was not clear how accurate he was.

He sat here to watch Mo Mengchen cast for half an hour.

Mo Mengchen's accuracy surprised him.

At the back, Mo Mengchen became bored, and he started shooting with his left hand.

Left hand!

Man!

Left hand! And he scored ten consecutive goals before hitting the iron, that is his left hand!

How terrible is a shooter who can shoot bows with both right and left hands?

Mo Mengchen scored five hundred goals in front of Williams.

He was bored and turned to leave without even looking at Williams.

"Is this my future boss?"

Williams already thinks of himself as a Pistons~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wait, isn't Detroit's boss Grant Hill?

This guy is the second best.

No, this guy doesn't think it's the second child's expectation.

Williams was confused.

Forget it, just as the Pistons have two bosses, they are bigger than me anyway, except *.

From this day, Mo Mengchen resumed training.

In the next two months, his plan is this: morning and afternoon training, and surgery in the evening.

It is equivalent to adjusting the order of the previous daily plan, because it is more relaxed at night and more suitable for surgery.

If something goes wrong, you can also look up at the stars, remember the lost youth, and sincerely wish the magic to be swept home by the bulls as soon as possible.