You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 “At least three three-pointers were scored in this game.”

　　 “The opponent should not score more than 10 points.”

　　 “Personal rating reaches at least B.”

　　 “Team rating is at least B+.”

　　 The moment when he fell to the ground, the list of tasks appeared in front of Mo Mengchen.

　　 Then came the following scene.

　　 “Mo, do you have a feast with him?” Reid came over to support him.

“No.”

　　Mo Mengchen never saw it.

　　 “Then why did he target you?”

　　Rhett doesn’t understand, is Momengchen the legendary “thirsty” constitution?

　　 “Does a mad dog need a reason to bite?”

　　Mo Mengchen turned to the basket and Ratliff served.

　　 “Theo, I need your help later.”

　　After saying this in Ratliff’s ear, Mo Mengchen took the ball across the frontcourt.

　　 “You are here, you have to know that your nightmare is just beginning!”

　　 Childress said excitedly.

　　 Suddenly, his body was stuck by a wall.

Childress looked back, and it was Ratliff who blocked him. However, Mo Mengchen did not use this solid wall to break through the obstacles. He chose to swim to the left, which was also initiated by his pick-and-roll tactics with Ratliff. At the moment, Louis M. Rolle on the right ran to the top of the arc.

　　Mo Mengchen took away the defender, the ball came to Lor’s hand.

　　 “Uh!”

　　 3 to 2.

　　 “Damn it!”

　　 Childress held the ball again, still a one-on-one hard hit.

　　 “ISO!”

　　 He shouted, just like the first round, he tried to push Mo Mengchen away, he did it.

　　Mo Mengchen’s strength and weight are a big problem. He couldn’t even hold Childress’ first collision.

　　 But he didn’t throw Mo Mengchen away.

Mo Mengchen always followed behind him. Childress was afraid of his height. It was softer. The height of 197 cm was not a decoration. When he thought about how to avoid the chasing hat, Ratliff suddenly appeared, and Mo Mengchen defended together and built an extremely tight defense.

　　 In a panic, Childress missed the ball and went out of bounds.

　　 “You will never have such good luck next time!”

　　 Childress lightly bumped into Mo Mengchen, and said with a loud tone and an arrogant attitude: “The car whose warranty expires should be declared scrapped. I will crash you into the garbage dump.”

　　Although his **** was very strong, Mo Mengchen never looked at him.

　　 “Theo, you didn’t come when you made a mistake.”

　　 Ratliff was trying to explain.

　　 “Your sealing ability is unmatched. You can wait for him to shoot. The sealing will hit people more than mistakes, you remember.”

　　 “The next time you pay attention to time.”

　　 “When he comes to this position, you shoot again.”

　　Mo Mengchen stepped on a line.

　　 There is still something unpleasant, he did not say.

　　If our opponent is not a blind man, you have just sent out an assist in the fiercely assisted defense you just made.

　　Thank you to the blind mad dog opposite.

　　 “Detroit Pistons’ point guard, this year’s first round of the eighteenth pick… this name…”

　　Heinthorne groaned inwardly.

　　 Good **** hard!

　　

　　 “This kid is good. His defense just reminded me of John Stockton. The whole process is full of calculations, like a conspirator.”

　　 “Can your crippled leg move three times? I don’t think so. You are about to die, you know?”

　　 Childress’s **** hasn’t been finished yet, the pick-and-roll is here again.

　　 Same tactics as last round.

　　Ratcliffe pick-and-roll, Childress’s defense collapsed, he was only 180 cm tall, once caught in the wall, it was difficult to extricate himself.

　　 “Pay attention to that shooter!”

　　 Childress saw Rolle as a shooter.

　　I’m not his mother’s shooter!

Mo Mengchen still gave the ball to Luoer, but this time he ran straight to the right corner. The two players of the Pistons sandwiched Luoer at the top of the arc, but before this bag was completely formed, Rolle’s ball had flown to Mo Mengchen at the bottom corner.

　　Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball with one hand. Looking down, it was just outside the three-point line.

　　 held his breath, squatted, and jumped, three fingers exerted force in sequence, and outlined a beautiful arc in the air.

　　 The ball flies slowly along the planned line.

　　 “Uh!”

　　 “Mo Meng Chen!”

　　

　　 6 to 2.

　　 “Two tricks were played in the same tactic.”

　　Heinsohn no longer tangled with Mo Mengchen’s name: “I have to say that this young man caught my attention.”

　　 “He just moved like Reggie Miller!” Wharton started.

　　Need to know that the party is at the scene.

　　 saw that the team was shot 6-2, Miller could not wait to undress himself: “What the **** are you playing? Give me back!”

　　At this time, Childress faced a serious choice.

　　Do you want to continue SOLO? This is a problem.

　　Mo Mengchen stood in front of him, and his defense was as threatening as he was at the beginning.

“I come!”

　　 Another defender Floyd stood up, gave Childress a pick-and-roll, opened the catch, directly started, and attacked Mo Mengchen with a misplaced position.

　　 They all think that Mo Mengchen is a soft persimmon.

Mo Guangchen’s afterglow glanced at Ratliff behind him. He coordinated with each other’s footsteps and released his power in a timely manner. Floyd wanted to finally borrow some power from Mo Mengchen. He failed and jumped with all his strength. Meet the blood cap of Ratliff in the air.

　　In an instant, Mo Mengchen had accepted the rebound, and what did the audience see?

　　 Don Rhett’s fluffy legs spread quickly, and Mo Mengchen was in place, clearly seeing the opponent’s figure, and he made an unexpected pass.

　　 Catch the ball with one hand backwards and throw it up with all strength.

　　 “This ball!”

　　 “The orange pass dances like a butterfly, and Don Reid scores!”

　　 “8 to 2!”

　　 “The Pacers requested a timeout!”

　　 “The 8 points from the start of Detroit are all related to number 12!”

　　 “Where is this 22-year-old young man?”

　　 off the pitch, the Pacers coach William Morgan was angry: “Have you brought your brain to play? I saw a group of mentally handicapped players on the field!”

　　Do not talk about the other, this sentence, Mo Mengchen agrees, if he heard it.

　　 “I don’t want to see you playing heads-up heads anymore. Our inside have an absolute advantage, give the ball to the inside and smash the Detroit penalty area!”

　　In terms of pistons, Lynch is still doing the shopkeeper.

　　 This is his plan, he just wants to see how far Mo Mengchen can take this team.

　　 “The best thing you did at the beginning was to trust Mo unconditionally, so we got a 6-point lead, keep it, and trust each other.”

　　 Lynch shouted.

　　The suspension ended. Before playing, Mo Mengchen asked: “Coach, why?”

　　Lin Qi smiled lightly: “Summer League is a stage for young people to play to their full potential.”

　　 He is right, because they are all young people, and most of them are scattered soldiers. The summer league is often a separate game, and there is no good tactics.

　　However, this does not mean that the summer league coach will delegate power to the players.

　　 They will still control the game.

　　 In fact, the starting point for many NBA coaches is the Summer League. If you can control this group of recruits in the Summer League, it is a plus in the eyes of many teams.

　　Summer league means freedom, freedom means chaos, a team with a wrist is needed to control chaos.

　　 Does he believe that I can control this team?

　　Mo Mengchen thought.

　　 Childress hopes to follow the coach’s instructions and obediently give the ball to the inside.

　　 But their coach did not tell him that his opponent would put him three meters in the round that came up at the end of the timeout.

　　 “Vote!”

　　 “Vote!”

　　 “Vote!”

　　 Rocky Mountain fans were so angry that they didn’t vote for the **** three meters?

　　 “Is this a waste?”

　　 “Shoot!”

　　 Childress also wanted to shoot, but he shot 15% from the NCAA’s shorter three-point range than the NBA. How does he feel confident to shoot in this situation?

　　 “Damn it!”

　　 Sad is Childress, but angry is the head coach off the field.

　　 Morgan took Childress for two weeks. He knew the rookie’s shooting very well. That was really not a basket. In this case, he was expected to make this three point…

　　 If you have love, the sky is old, staring at the basket for ten seconds.

　　 Finally, Childress shot under the boos of the audience.

“boom!”

　　 This is a long rebound!

　　 Childress’s eyes widened. Instead, he would take the initiative to get the rebound, but now he can no longer think about it, and the horrible atmosphere has defeated his will.

　　 He had the opportunity to get a rebound in front of Mo Mengchen, but he stood there and waited for the ball to fly over.

　　As long as you take the initiative, we will have a story. ——The ball said to Childress in this way. UU reading www.uukakanshu.com

　　 Childress stood on the spot like a fool. As a result, Mo Mengchen caught up with him. He drew the ball in the direction of the backcourt and then quickly chased.

　　 outside the three-point line, Mo Mengchen caught the ball, and nobody was in every direction.

　　 He does not need reminders from fans.

　　 He picked up the ball and shot directly.

　　 As soon as the ball rose into the air, his hands were already retracted, and he turned and ran back.

　　 “Uh!”

　　 “OH~~~~~!”

　　 “Unreasonable! This is too unreasonable!”

　　 Heinthorne yelled: “He almost wasted a good opportunity!”

　　Wharton said excitedly: “But he made the audience forget that this is just a summer league!”

　　 Childress dribble like a walking dead to Mo Mengchen.

　　Mo Mengchen stepped back three meters, slowly.

　　 Then, he opened his hands and looked at his opponent.

　　 Nightmare reappears.

　　 “Vote!”

　　 “Vote!”

　　 “Vote!”

　　 Live fans knew he could not vote, but still gave such a signal.

　　 “Vote, I will let you vote!” This is the first time Mo Mengchen spoke to Childress tonight, “Are you voting? Only the waste will let this opportunity pass!”

　　 Childress looked desperate and lost the goal in the coach’s constant “NO~~~~~” exclamation.

　　 The atmosphere on the field showed a trend of one-sided.

　　 The fans themselves are neutral, and the players’ performance has established them a position.

　　 Even Miller didn’t cheer for the team.

　　 He stared at Mo Mengchen and asked the people around him: “Why did the mother of the piston come out of the 12th?”