You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 170: Old mother

Time: November 13, 1996.

Existing attributes: 5000.

Toronto

"Prest, are you so big, are you just standing here to be a statue?"

Mo Mengchen once again lost the match, his inside teammates are Mahon and Lauderaire.

A tough guy and a rough giant were targeted by Hill three times, and even the lore was scored against Lauderdale.

Lauderdale dare not talk back.

"You have no reason to justify yourself?" Mo Mengchen seemed to be eating Lauderdale.

Mahon knows Lauderdale very well. Although this big man is tall, he seems to be able to kill Mo Mengchen with one punch, but his psychology is really very fragile.

"Mo, that ball can't blame him, it's my fault, I should change defense with him." Mahon said.

Mo Mengchen turned his eyes and locked on Mahon.

Ma Hong, who had been indifferent in his life, came into contact with this eye, and there was some fear in his heart, as if he had done something wrong.

"Yes, you are wrong, but the biggest mistake is with him."

Mo Mengchen's eyes were filled with anger, and he looked at Lauderdale like death: "Tell me, what were you thinking? Why didn't you stop Grant?"

Lauderdale seemed to be drowning and had difficulty breathing.

Obviously the other person's height and weight are not as good as him, but he feels a lot of pressure, because he is very clear what this person's anger means.

"He's too fast..." Lauderdale whispered.

"Your height and arm span is the decoration? He is too fast, so you watch him score the last goal without interference?" Mo Mengchen said coldly, "I now finally know why the coach would rather take a big book I don't want to go to you anymore, you **** soft egg!"

Mo Mengchen kicked the ball under his feet and turned away.

No one intervened.

Hill waited for Mo Mengchen to go away and said to Lauderdale: "Don't mind, the doctor is like this, you have to have confidence in yourself, Prest."

How dare Lauderdale say anything else? Mo Mengchen and Hill are the bosses.

However, Mo Mengchen looks more terrifying.

"In other words, do you feel that the doctor and Grant are particularly like a pair of classics?" Williams said suddenly.

Hill disagrees with this: "Combination? Don't be kidding, what combination do I have with this guy?"

What kind of combination will ridicule others every day?

Is he fierce enough for Lauderdale? But his attitude towards me is more than that.

Hill stared at the garbage dog, and as long as he could not explain the reason, or made it unclear, he would make him look good: "Rookie, I am not angry, but you better explain clearly, otherwise even if you learn dog barking for an hour in front of me , I won't forgive you."

"Relax, I promise to make it clear that you and the doctor are not only a combination, but also a classic combination." Williams said vividly. "Strict and harsh dad and kind and kind mom, are there any?"

Mom...

Hill remembered some classic images of mothers, but why did he want to be a mother? He can also be a dad, like Mo Mengchen...

"See you at night, mom."

The afternoon training is over.

Houston said this to Hill.

"I'm not a mother!" Hill yelled.

Ma Hong patted lightly on his back: "Come on at night, mother."

This title is much better than his mother's Duke.

Hill objected solemnly, but could not control the rapidly spreading virus-Hill's new nickname: Mom!

Mo Mengchen found this nickname very funny, and was warming up before the game to make fun of Hill with this nickname.

"Dad, come on tonight."

Jerome Williams said so.

Watching Mo Mengchen's expression froze: "What did he call me?"

"Dad." Hill said, "How do you feel?"

Mo Mengchen smiled, the smile was as bright as a flower, and it could definitely melt all the ice in the world. Hill had known him for more than a year, and it was the first time he saw him with such a smile. It seems that he is very satisfied with this new nickname. .

"Who took this nickname?"

Mo Mengchen is still laughing. The so-called thing must be reversed. The warm smile is a bit strange at the back. How can you look more like Hannibal's satisfied smile when eating human flesh?

It's a bit abnormal.

"Jerome."

"Oh," Mo Mengchen smiled coldly, "I'm going to kill him."

Hill stopped him, and Mo Mengchen thought that Duke was a talented person to stop himself. He was about to breathe a few words of relief, but he said, "Bring me together."

However, no matter how they ravaged Williams, this nickname also spread.

A few days later, not to mention the team, even the fans and the media learned that these two got such a funny nickname.

But said that the game that night, Collins made the biggest adjustment is that Mo Mengchen and Hill's playing time are staggered.

The two started together, but when the game reached five minutes, Hill came to rest.

Until the last two minutes of the first quarter, Mormon dust, Hill, and then the normal staff rotation, this is to ensure that the team has a calm commander at all times.

If it is said that Mo Mengchen is like a fish under the system of running, then Hill is even more powerful.

Although he is not as accurate as Mo Mengchen's three-pointer, his athleticism allows him to drive the team and play a more aggressive offense.

The Pistons' offensive was like a mercury attack. They met a team like the Raptors that lacked defensive stiffness and they gave their opponents a 54-34.

The difference of 20 points is unimaginable.

"Detroit's offensive rhythm suddenly increased."

"Yes, since the last game, their offensive system has changed dramatically."

Mo Mengchen sat off the court, thinking of the game.

The hidden trouble is not small, Hill's basket, he said that he has worked hard, maybe, but he can't see it in the game. Although he cast more than last season, his shooting percentage has not increased much.

Coupled with tough defense and fierce fouls in this era, fast-paced offense alone cannot defeat a strong team.

However, tonight's opponent Toronto Raptors is not a strong team.

They won Marcus Camby in the draft. This inside line that viewed the block more than the defense did not meet the expectations of the team. It became a fixed needle like Ewing, O'Neill and Olajuwon.

A man who looks crazy like a cap is too good to target.

The misplaced singles, the rhythm opened, the main attack Momo Chen's misplacement of Stoudemire.

Although both played No. 1, Mo Mengchen had obvious advantages in height and weight.

This night, Mo Mengchen rarely beat Stoudemire back three times. Although he only succeeded once, the successful one almost caused the audience to dance.

Mo Mengchen's pace was extremely easy, and Stoudemire could not have imagined that this was a fake. When he realized this, it was already time to jump.

Mo Mengchen rubbed his body into the basket and gently picked the basket to score.

No way~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nothing at all.

"Don't you guys practice backstrapping? You must practice backstrapping at such a high height. It's a nightmare for all position one!" Stoudemire complained.

Mo Mengchen didn't want to, but the skill of "Footstep Master" was not necessary.

What's more, there are more than one big point guard who can beat him.

"You say this to pennies."

The Raptors resisted three quarters and ended up losing 20 points.

The Pistons won two games in a row.

Next, they will go to the last place of this road trip: Orlando.

For the Pistons, it was sad. Last season, they buried a whole season of hard work there.

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