You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 1005 Anthony's Readme: The First Step

My life is starting to get back on track, no matter how you look at it.

Some people still question my strength, which is normal. After all, I was the third pick in the first round, but my status in the team is the sixth man.

Regarding this matter, I also have troubles that I can’t say.

Believe me, even if LeBron came to the Pistons, he would start with the seventh man.This is destined, because the Pistons are a dynasty team, we have a strong lineup of players, not only Dor.Mo and Grant are strong, but also Manu Ginobili, Gerald Wallace, Rashi De Wallace, Zach Randolph...well, you mean Chicago Fat Boys?I prefer not to talk about him.

You see, we have so many good players on our team, maybe only rookies Tim Duncan, Larry Bird and Michael Jordan can start the game right away.

I guess some of you want to say that Wilt can start our team, no, he can't, tell you a fact that everyone in the Pistons knows: Dor. Mo doesn't like Wilt.

The environment of the team, the surrounding situation, the public opinion of the outside world, the opinions of the critics, the thoughts of the fans... These things are beyond my control, and the only thing I can control is my own performance.

As I started watching Dor.Mo play, my performance improved visibly.

The next time we played against the Timberwolves, I had a nice touch step against LeBron and then collected a [-]-pointer.

"You're better than I thought."

This is how Dor.Mo boasted.

So you should know how excited and excited we were when he praised us in public, because that kind of thing can't happen face to face.

For the second time in the regular season against the Timberwolves, I avenged my shame and scored 19 points.

I remember that night I only played 20 minutes and scored 20 points in 19 minutes. Do you know how difficult this is for a rookie who is limited in the number of shots?
That night, a miraculous thing happened.

Grant invites me to his room, I'm sure he's not a fag so I go and meet Dor.Mo, Manu, z-bo and I don't fucking want to call him fat chicago in his room Boy - but I fucking have to say it.

Guess what I saw?
Dor.Mo is cooking!
Seeing the anticipation on everyone's faces, I knew it wasn't just his supper, other people also had a share.

"Rookie, congratulations on officially winning Papa's supper," Manu said to me.

Eligibility for Papa's Supper?I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Dor.Mo is not only the best basketball player in the world, but also an excellent chef!
He is so versatile that we always look at him with admiration.

The Chicago Fat Boy spoke disgustingly: "Score 19 points to qualify? It's too easy. I didn't have it so easy."

"Because you looked hopeless at the time."

Dor.Mo's bitter words When Fat Chicago was speechless, I almost died laughing.

I seldom laugh in front of Dor.Mo. In fact, I like to laugh. Before I joined the Pistons, I was a boy who loved to laugh. The women who talked to me said that my smile was sweet and charming. Chinese fans Also because of my smile, I was nicknamed "Melon".For various reasons, I stopped laughing after joining the Pistons, and then I even deliberately controlled myself not to laugh.The specific reasons will be explained later.

The reason why I couldn't laugh in the early days was because I didn't integrate into the team, and also, Dor.Mo made me nervous.

He always looks at me with the eyes of looking at small animals, you know?That's uncomfortable, I have to guard against his trash talk, and I have to complete the tasks he entrusted to me, try not to make mistakes, once he makes a mistake, he will open his mouth more poisonous than a king cobra and disqualify me from the world.

Fortunately, I found that he often looked at Chicago Fat Boy with the eyes of a pig, which relieved and relieved me that he was not the only one who was regarded as an animal.

Where Grant is, there will be no silence. Even if Grant can't find a topic, others will take the initiative to find a topic. Z-bo talked about him watching AV at his aunt's house.The reactions of other people let me know that this is not the first time he has said this, heck, he mentioned an artist I really like, and I almost opened my mouth to talk to him.

Just before I opened my mouth.Dad finished supper.

I like to eat late at night, when I was in college.

Ever since I entered the league, I haven't often had the situation where I need to supplement nutrition after playing games, and I don't eat much at night.

As a result, I was conquered by Dor.Mo's cooking skills.

When I started, Dor.Mo clicked my name. He thought that I had improved a little recently, but not enough.I thought he was going to praise me, and then I heard him say that my defense is not good, I can't pass the ball, and the output on the offensive end can't make up for the loss on the defensive end.

Grant helped me smooth things over: "Mo, when you first entered the league, your defense was worse than Cameron's. Everything needs a process."

I love mom!

However, how could Dor.Mo allow someone to contradict him?
I heard him say, "If I'd come in with the third overall pick and I couldn't play defense, or take the right shot, or play like a coward, I'd feel bad for myself. Shame—sadly, I was the 18th pick in the first round, and I can't compare with you."

I saw many people's expressions changed, obviously those words were not aimed at me alone.

Because I can shoot, I'm not a coward, and as it happens, there are three third picks from different draft years: me, Grant, uh... why do I have to mention him, you know who he is, I will no more.

Grant lost his voice, he spoke up for me, but was slandered by Dor.Mo, what a nice person my mother is, why should he suffer like this?

I didn't expect that Chicago Fei just hesitated after listening to his father's words, and then he should do what he should do, not at all like his mother who was flushed with anger and almost couldn't eat supper.

Dor.Mo then started to tell me what he needed me to do by sidekicking the phone.I'm not an idiot, I'm not as dull as the Chicago Fat Boys, I figured it out on the spot.

Well, who told him to be the boss.

He wants me to play defense?Can.

He wants me to pass more?Can.

I don't yet know how to do these things well, but I have the best teachers around me.

Since I can learn Dor.Mo's off-ball movement by watching videos, why can't I learn how to defend and pass by watching videos?

Looking back now, my thinking was naive.

However, what really matters is not taking the wrong path, but taking the first step.

From that day forward, I completely stepped out of my comfort zone.

That's who you see me now, the way I played, the way I played, it all came from that day.

(End of this chapter)