You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 “Louis, how many **** do I have left?”

　　Mo Mengchen still didn’t miss it, he asked Louis M. Roll who remembered each goal while shooting.

　　 Rolle replied: “You have enough 30 **** left.”

　　 “Alan, make a bet.”

　　 “What bet?”

　　Mo Mengchen took the ball in his arms and said, “I will throw the next 30 goals. If I do, from today, you cannot call me to buy water.”

　　 “What if you mess up?” Although Mo Mengchen is brave, but there is an extra bet, how much will I feel burdened? And this year, the team introduced four rookies in one breath. Even if he won, he would simply call on other rookies in the future. What’s the big deal?

　　Mo Mengchen said: “In turn, you can call me at will.”

　　 “Including massage for me?” Houston knew that Mo Mengchen was a doctor, and he must have massage.

　　 “Yes.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　 “Dealed!”

　　 Then, Mo Mengchen’s shot changed the arc.

　　 His shooting arc is higher than before, but every ball flies into the air like a rainbow, hovering high, and then, rolling into the basket.

　　Houston only needs to raise his hands and the ball will fall into his palm.

　　 He has never seen this kind of control, this feeling.

　　 In the 30th ball, after Mo Mengchen shot, he turned directly and picked up the juice on the ground.

　　 scored.

　　Houston stared at Mo Mengchen blankly. The other party had turned around. He could only see his back. This naughty and funny rookie is so cute!

　　Mo Mengchen is gradually gaining popularity among this group of people. This is his purpose. To control the team, the first thing is to win over the people.

　　 “Mo, just talking about open shots, you should be the most accurate person I have ever seen.” Dumas exclaimed.

　　 In fact, his open three-point shooting attribute is only 52, as for why it is so accurate, he does not know, maybe, he really has the gift of shooting.

　　 First let his shooting without dead ends, this is his goal, this Pistons team is too short of shooters.

Although there are first-rate pitchers like Houston, he mostly focuses on mid-range shots, and three-pointers are only auxiliary. Dumas is an old gun, and others, including Terry Mills. Belongs to the typical three points but unstable.

　　 After the shooting game, the people spread out.

　　Mo Mengchen saw Lynch Hunt, the owner of the Pistons No. 9 jersey.

　　 “Lynch,”

　　Mo Mengchen stopped him.

　　 “You don’t want to shoot with me? I don’t have that good shot.” Hunt shook his head.

　　In the history known by Mo Mengchen, although Hunter was not an All-Star, after he retired, he was known as the Pistons because he played for the Pistons for 12 seasons.

　　 “I have something to discuss with you.”

“what’s up?”

　　Hunt is also curious. What can this rookie who shines in training camp have to do with him?

　　 “I want to wear your size 9.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　 “This…” Hunter smiled, “Mo, No. 9 has a special meaning to me. If you must, I’m afraid you have to pay some price. There is a saying in Italy, you can’t get it without paying.”

　　 “What price?” Mo Mengchen asked.

　　Hunt said: “300,000, give me 300,000, number 9 is yours.”

　　 “If you give me No. 9, I will give you another thing.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　Hunt wants to know what is more valuable than 300,000.

“what?”

　　 “My friendship.” Mo Mengchen said.

　　If there is nothing wrong with my understanding, does he think his friendship is more than 300,000? Hunter thought that Mo Mengchen was bargaining. He really didn’t want 300,000. The price was negotiable.

　　 In the NBA, some veterans like to pit newcomers in different ways.

　　 Some talents with peculiar brain circuits invented such a method: at the end of the season, the team applied for a replacement jersey, a number that no one wore, but a more popular number. If a rookie proposed to change the jersey, he took the opportunity to knock him.

　　 Some people don’t spend a penny for jerseys, while others do.

　　 “100,000, how about 100,000? This is my greatest concession.” Hunter smiled.

　　 “No, I don’t need your concession, you either get my friendship, or you get 300,000, choose one.”

　　 “Do you really want to give me 300,000?”

　　Looking at the other person’s surprised expression, Mo Mengchen finally said, “The money you want will be hit to your account tonight.”

　　Mo Mo Chen turned and left.

　　 It wasn’t long before Hunt knew how bad a decision he made today.

　　 This thing happened quietly.

　　Mo Mengchen is not advocating, and Hunt will not be stupid to show off everywhere. After all, knocking on the rookie is not a glorious thing, which is harmful to him.

　　 That night, Mo Mengchen returned to the hotel and thought about the lyrics while doing upper limb training.

　　When doing nothing, he would do so.

　　Although there is a skill in his singer template, he can’t think of any good lyrics for a while, so he can only continue to plagiarize the wisdom of future generations.

　　 Fortunately, most of the English songs he used to listen to are now available for use.

　　 He remembered Alan Taylor’s “SomeDreams” for the first time. This is a song he likes more, melodious melody, vicissitudes of sound, everything in life is in just four and a half minutes.

　　

　　 He turned on the recorder and sang this song while exercising.

　　Nine o’clock, Mo Mengchen was sweating and sweating. He opened the refrigerator specially prepared by the hotel, which was full of chicken, duck, fish and various noodles.

　　 They are going to train in San Sumarie for a month. If you don’t prepare these things yourself, it means that he is looking for a delicious, hygienic and barely passable restaurant every day. This is too difficult.

　　Even if you turn over the entire state of Michigan, you may not be able to find 30 restaurants that meet the standards.

　　Mo Mengchen is about to make supper.

　　 “Boom!”

　　 Someone knocked on the door.

　　Mo Mengchen went to open the door. At first glance, it was Mark West, the eldest brother in the team, but he was not familiar with West.

　　 should say that they haven’t even said anything.

　　 “Mo, I heard you are a doctor.” West said.

“come in.”

　　Mo Mengchen closed the door and asked, “Where is it uncomfortable?”

　　 “My right knee is a little sore, I think something is wrong.” West said.

　　 said before that although we can’t always know the body’s changes, but if there is a problem, or the body’s defense system has collapsed, the body will feedback.

　　If there is any problem, it will be reported back.

　　 Smart people will be vigilant and will pay attention to these issues.

　　West entered the league in 83. He played for many years and was very sensitive to injuries.

　　 “Does it hurt?”

　　 “Where is this?”

“how do you feel?”

　　Mo Mengchen pressed gently from several positions, and West responded.

　　

　　 “Is something wrong with my knee?” West asked.

“If every patient is as sensitive as you, the work pressure of the hospital will be greatly reduced.” Mo Mengchen is rarely praised. “Start training tomorrow, go to the hospital for a check, and then do another check after the soreness disappears. Wait until The hospital confirms that there is no problem, and you resume training.”

　　 Before coming, West checked the information of Mo Mengchen, he knew that this young man, only 22 years old, had absolute authority in this matter.

　　 “I know, thank you, doctor.” West smiled, “Can you call me that?”

　　 “Yes.”

　　West left, and Mo Mengchen’s advice made him prevent injuries.

　　If he does not come to ask, he will continue the game with his right knee that has a sore reaction, and he will miss 30 regular season games due to the deterioration of his injury.

　　 His vigilance, his sensitivity to injuries, saved him.

　　 It’s a pity that he is no longer at the peak. If he is at the peak, it can make up for the defensive end of the Pistons restricted area.

　　 The pinnacle of Mark West is a standard basket leader who can contribute 11+8+2 per game. He has many players like this, but because it is not indispensable, it is inevitable to change teams frequently.

　　 With the fierce development of training camps, the competitive atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

　　In addition to those who have won the contract, the non-contracted players will even fight in the confrontation in order to prove how many men they are in front of Collins.

　　 The ultra-high-intensity confrontation attracted the attention of the primary selection.

　　 This group of people antagonized like facing an enemy, and the assistants who acted as referees did not stop them, allowing the intensity of the antagonism to slowly increase.

　　The training camp has been running for five days~www.mtlnovel.com~The returning team’s primary elections have slowly recovered their status.

　　 Collins stared at the coaxing starters with a smile, and suddenly called them around.

　　 “It seems that you all have itchy hands.”

　　 “Let me see how your condition recovers.”

　　Collins called the crowd, there were two teams, one is the blue team, composed of Hill, Lynch Hunt, Michael Curry, Terry Mills and Eric Lekner.

　　 The other team is the red team, consisting of Mo Mengchen, Rolle, Alan Houston, Reid, and Theo Ratliff.

　　

　　 “Am I actually in a team with a group of rookies?”

　　 “Shall I switch with you?” Hill asked with a smile.

　　Houston snorted: “It’s not necessary! I can win you idiots even with four rookies!”

　　 “You don’t agree if you say that.” Hill smiled and put on a blue jersey.

　　Houston took the jersey from the staff and took the initiative to find Mo Mengchen: “Just give me the ball later.”

　　Mo Mengchen didn’t agree or refuse. He hadn’t played in a long time. He just took this game to test the training results of these months.

　　If there is no accident, his opponent will be Lynch Hunt. Judging by his lower limbs, his strength should not be strong.

　　Mo Mengchen’s plan was to use confrontation to defeat him, and let Collins, who was sitting on the hill watching the battle, know that his current confrontation is not what he used to be.

　　 “Be serious, don’t expect me to whistle, I will be a fair referee!”

　　 Joe Dumas did not join any team. He was wearing a referee uniform and had a whistle in his mouth. It seemed quite the same thing.