You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

The fourth quarter starts.

76 to 64

The Pistons had a 12-point lead, which also allowed Collins to safely replace Hill to rest.

The team was led by Mo Mengchen, and the other four were Houston, Don Reid, Mahon, and Ratliff.

Hill sat with peace of mind, leading so much, and Mo Mengchen was present, there would be no problem, he would certainly be able to control the rhythm steadily.

He looked at his ankle.

"How does it feel?" David Wise sat beside him, asking with concern.

Hill laughed: "Relax, everything is fine."

Hearing what he said, Wise couldn't rest assured. Hill played too hard today. Although the first few slam dunks boosted the team, it was a big risk to himself.

He repeatedly suggested that Hill keep playing. During the regular season, he listened, but he started to lose control of the playoffs. He couldn't control himself at all.

Jerome Williams said on the side: "Relax, Sir Wise, Grant's body is iron, did you see his dunk in the first quarter?"

"Huh..." Wise smiled, perhaps a relief smile in Williams' eyes. Only Hill knew how dissatisfied he was in this smile.

But his ankle did not show obvious discomfort. Rather than discomfort, it was better to say that those slam dunks released his pressure for so many days.

Suspected of being injured.

It does not confirm the undoubted injury, that is to say, it may not be an injury.

He was worried that after so many days, he might be superfluous.

Those two dunks gave him a dose of cardiotonics.

At this time, Mo Mengchen was preparing to clean up the mess.

The Hawks are still the five familiar people. Petit is right. The pedantic old man only needs seven people to play.

The five men played regular time and waited for garbage time before dragging two out of the bench to cope with it.

Mo Mengchen decided to use this time to demonstrate some unplayed tactics. If he fails, he may be caught up; if he succeeds, he has a good chance of turning the game into garbage time.

Outside the three-point line on the right, Mo Mengchen raised his hand.

Houston first ran out of the three-point line, Mo Mengchen handed over the ball.

Mahon pulled out at the same time as Ratliff, seemingly to pick and roll for Houston, but did not run to the side of the CIC king, but inserted like a flag in the left and right corners of the free throw line.

At this moment, Mo Mengchen's cat lowered his body and ran over.

With a beautiful straight line, Brelock had to cross two lines of defense to keep up with Mo Mengchen, and he was out of position.

Leitner immediately chased over, it is impossible to catch up with Mo Mengchen with his height of 211 cm.

This ball does not require Houston to organize anything at all, because Mo Mengchen has designed the tactics.

The opportunity came, he just needed to pass the ball.

"Uh!"

79 to 64

"Unfortunately, the opponent played more people than you and played more reasonably than you."

Mo Mengchen ran back and said to the CIC king: "Did you see clearly?"

Houston was stunned, and the two dumb eyes clearly told Mo Mengchen that he didn't see it at all.

"Can you please do not sleepwalk when you take the ball? Bring your brain?"

This tactic was originally designed for Alan Houston. Doing it in front of the client is to find inspiration. Now he is staring at Mo Mengchen with a confused face.

"Of course I can see clearly. How can such a simple tactic be unclear?"

Regardless of whether you see it clearly, there can only be one answer.

Mo Mengchen no longer believed him, shouting: "Be good at defending, they are coming!"

With the main force on the bench, the Eagles should have the upper hand.

NCAA's imperial player Leitner wants to stand up for the team to score at this juncture. He raises his hand, leans tightly against Mahon, and yells.

Immediately after, Brelock passed the ball.

A tough guy like Mahon is undoubtedly a life-long nightmare for Leitner's technical big white.

After several attempts with no results, the NCAA King passed the ball.

Smart people have solutions for smart people. Leitner pretended to step forward to cover his teammates. He even cheated his teammates.

Smith ran at full speed towards the bottom corner, thinking that Leitner would give him a good position.

His containment helped Leitner to destroy the Pistons' defense, just like an arrow.

Suddenly, Leitner turned back.

I didn't expect that Mahon could do anything else. Brelock dropped the ball and easily helped Leitner to create an open scoring opportunity.

Lightner scored a slam dunk, 66 to 79.

"Boy, don't look at me like this."

Mo Mengchen's eyes made Ma Hong, a bandit who had lived for years, feel like a mentally handicapped.

"This round of defense fully told us one thing, IQ is really important." Mo Mengchen said to Reid, he hoped that Reid, who is also a reckless man, could learn Mahon's lessons.

Rhett made a haha ​​and dared not respond.

"Then you have a smart man's attack to show me?" Ma Hong didn't care about Mo Mengchen's sarcasm.

"This is simple," Mo Mengchen shot the ball forward, "Follow me."

Ma Hong followed Mo Mengchen and listened to him.

The old bandit nodded continuously, and there were more and more question marks on his face. Fortunately, it was not a question of not being able to understand tactics, but the confusion of "Where does this kid come from so many ideas?"

"Alan!"

Pistons fell into position.

The three men dominated by Mo Mengchen are on the left, and Houston and Mahon are on the right.

After the position is completed, the tactics are activated.

The moment when Ratliff stepped forward to pick and roll, Houston moved to the top of the arc, Mahon kept up with it-the moment the pick-and-roll happened, Mo Mengchen completed the breakthrough, disrupted the Eagles defense, and at the same time distracted their defensive attention, just in Mutom When Bo Hengqin was in front of him and was about to reject his opponent's offense outside the penalty area, Mo Mengchen threw the ball outside.

Almost at the moment when Houston took the ball, Mahon came up and gave a strong pick-and-roll.

The defensively distracted Hawks are simply not enough to deal with such a series. Houston got the space and took a long shot from the pick and roll.

Miss.

Mo Mengchen jumped up and put the rebound out of the three-point line in front of the African mountains.

"You are about to be scolded." Mahon said to Houston.

What is going to be scolded... Houston thinks this is a good tactic, his shot is also a good shot, but even the **** of basketball can not seize every opportunity?

"Come again!"

Mo Mengchen shouted.

The starting method of this tactic made their opponents feel a bit familiar, and the target for Mo Mengchen's pick-and-roll was Houston.

Both men can pick and roll, and they can also attack with the ball, which makes the Eagles' defense defense problems.

Mo Mengchen drove straight in, the next steps were omitted, and the layup succeeded.

81 to 66

Seeing the score continue to rise, Hill felt.

He will not play again tonight.

Mo Mengchen turned the game into a tactical practice game, but Collins was probably not happy.

Because the tactics he played were not Collins' tactics.

These tactics are at the end of training. Mo Mengchen casually pulled a few people out to play several times, and others watched off the field. Therefore, everyone has an impression, and they will not be rusty when they cooperate.

"Beautiful tactics, Detroit's No. 9 is really good." Petit asked, "What's his name?"

Brook said: "Mo Mengchen."

"Chinese people?"

"He has Chinese ancestry, but grew up in Australia since childhood. I heard that he is still a part-time doctor in a Detroit hospital, so everyone called him Dor.Mo."

Petit looked at Mo Mengchen carefully and said, "The defense is organized, the command is level, and the general is very decent."

Before tonight, no one thought that such defensive praise would be used to praise Mo Mengchen.

But, only tonight, his defense is really well organized.

He averaged 17 points, 5 rebounds and 5 assists in the regular season. He was only 7 points, 4 rebounds and 6 assists.

In the last quarter, the confrontation he gave to Brock was more intense.

"Mistakes!"

The boos on the scene pierced Braylock's body like a sword. Those fans who once regarded him as a darling now regard him as garbage.

Because he can't even attack Mo Mengchen's defense.

Mo Mengchen's defense...

He couldn't understand it anyway, why Mo Mengchen's defense suddenly became such a ghost, which was not the case in the regular season.

Is he always disguising?

No, it can't be disguise. Who will disguise two seasons at once?

Every defender against Mo Mengchen thinks his defense is terrible, which is by no means groundless.

What happened tonight makes Brelock unable to understand anyway.

Now the point difference has reached 15 points.

Mo Mengchen patted the ball and they were about to win the first win of the series.

In this era of five rounds with three wins in the first round, the significance of winning the first win is significant.

It's still the second place.

Unlike last time, this time, Mo Mengchen and Houston are on the left, and the other three are on the right. So, the strong points are concentrated in one place, and the attack power on the right is empty.

Houston continued to pick and place Mo Mengchen.

Seemingly the same beginning, seemingly different progress?

The Hawks made preparations this time and tried their best to block Mo Mengchen's breakthrough. Someone in Houston also defended himself.

Mo Mengchen stopped urgently, looking at the right side, their cooperation is in progress, not enough.

Not enough space!

As soon as his center of gravity was low, he made a body change in front of Smith. Before he could react, a half-turn turned to shake off his defense and completely exploded the defense line.

"This is a doctor?"

"Is this dad?"

"really?"

The teammates on the field were dumbfounded.

Mo Mengchen once again attracted Mutombo's defense. In order to protect the penalty area, he gave up the high position of Ratliff, who under the cover of his teammates, successfully ran to the free throw line without any defense.

Mo Mengchen turned his back to everyone and waved his hands to the moon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ball flew upside down.

The same tactics.

However, the end point changed from Houston to Ratliff.

"Uh!"

Ratliff did not insult his mission, and Mutombo paid a price for his selective defense.

"Did you see clearly?" Mo Mengchen said to Houston.

The exact same tactics, only need to make a small adjustment to make the opponent into chaos.

The so-called Ebbinghaus illusion is nothing more than that.

Houston nodded ignorantly, pretending he understood.

The nerd was saved.

Mo Mengchen gave up his treatment.