You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 1084 Unexpected comeback, shocking the world

Time: Thursday, February 2006, 6
Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA

Background: "Dad, please witness!"

When the Pistons were dragged into the tiebreaker by the Timberwolves, the question of the major media changed from whether the Pistons could defend their title to "Can Dor.Mo come back in Game [-]?"

Due to the absence of Mo Mengchen, the Pistons were taken away by James in the last 90 seconds of Game [-].

Everyone believed that if Mo Mengchen was present, such a thing would not have happened.

"Carmelo Anthony and Eddie Curry lack the arrogance that is better than me."

Everyone says so.

No matter the truth or lies, as long as the same words are said repeatedly, everyone will believe them.

Unless, you can prove him wrong.

In Game [-], neither Anthony nor Curry could prove themselves.

Therefore, before the tiebreaker match, Mo Mengchen and Hill flew to Apolis quietly in the morning.

"Have you really decided?" Hill asked.

"Of course." Mo Mengchen said, "Otherwise what am I doing here?"

"You can think about it again," Hill said.

Indecision is a common feature of most women, which is why Grant Hill used to be called a mother when he was a 203 cm strong man. He really deserves it.

Why ever?Because this guy lost weight after a serious illness, and if he wants to regain his former muscles, he will not be able to do it in a year or two.

The two of them came quietly, and both of them did a good job of disguising.

Not only did the media not hear the news, even the passengers entering and exiting the airport did not notice that these two well-known NBA superstars in the United States passed in front of them.

Mo Mengchen and Hill notified the team in advance, so there was a special car to pick them up outside the airport.

Mo Mengchen saw the location of the special car at a glance.

He hurried over, the pain in his feet was not very strong, not because his injury was healed, but because he took painkillers, the pain decreased.

Mo Mengchen and Hill got into the car together.

"Mo, are you coming back tonight?" the staff responsible for picking them up asked.

Mo Mengchen believed that he would sell the information he heard to the media at a high price.

"Not sure yet." Mo Mengchen said.

He didn't really want this money to be made by someone he didn't know.

After answering his question, Mo Mengchen opened his backpack to see what he was carrying.

A full suit for the interview, two casual outfits, two training suits, knee pads, painkillers
They arrived at the hotel together.

Mo Mengchen first went to Frauses to inform him of the situation.

He did decide to come back with an injury, but he didn't intend to fight the bayonet. Therefore, he would not have a closed shot, and he would not do anything that could relieve the pain and allow him to have a strong combat power in a short period of time at the expense of the future.

He had to explain this to Frauses and prepare him mentally.

"Coach, look who's here." Ginobili said with a smile.

Frases looked, how happy it was to see Hill and Mormonchen in Apolis.

"Mo, it seems that you are preparing to come back?"

Although Frases was very worried about Mo Mengchen, the Pistons with him and without him were two completely different teams.

"Yes, and no." Mo Mengchen said.

Hearing this, Frauses looked confused, he looked at Hill, and saw that Devil Mountain also shrugged his shoulders to express his bewilderment, and Ginobili opened his eyes wide, wondering what Mo Mengchen meant.

Mo Mengchen spoke his mind, and Ginobili was the only player who knew about it.

That afternoon, Mo Mengchen arrived at the training hall and gave everyone a surprise, but he didn't participate in the joint training, nor did he participate in the confrontation match. He just guarded a basket and shot alone.

Hill is responsible for passing him the ball.

No one knows what his condition is.

All his teammates knew was that he was going to play tonight, and even that was enough to get them excited.

"With Dad here, we must win!" Curry said loudly.

"Have you heard that, you will definitely win." Hill said eccentrically.

Do most women eat this strange vinegar like him?
Mo Mengchen asked with a smile: "Seeing that they trust me so much, do you feel unbalanced?"

At this time, Mo Mengchen, who was unable to use his lower limbs, missed a three-pointer.

Hill was used to Mo Mengchen getting up and going straight in, but he was not used to it all of a sudden.

"These young people have already forgotten how I protected them." Hill slowly raised his old leg, walked to the corner, picked up the ball, and threw it to Mo Mengchen.

So Mo Mengchen continued to attack.

Still hitting the iron, the strange thing is that the direction of the ball's deflection is exactly the same as before.

Hill stayed put and picked up the ball, and then passed it to Mo Mengchen.

Just as he was about to return to the basket, Mo Mengchen did the same, and ended up throwing another ball that was exactly the same as the previous two shots.

Hill noticed the problem, he held the ball with both hands and glared at Mo Mengchen: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Mo Mengchen pinched his waist and said slightly surprised: "You are not as stupid as I thought."

"go to hell!"

20:30 in the evening.

There is still half an hour to start the game, and now they need to make an impassioned speech, and then enter the field to warm up.

The appearance of Mo Mengchen will definitely cause panic on the scene. Although he has entered the activation list, the Pistons said that it is doubtful to play.

It was the same in the last game, so the Timberwolves thought that Mo Mengchen would not play tonight.

Mo Mengchen put on the knee pads slowly. Gerald was also in the dressing room, and he carefully put on the orange headgear.

Mo Mengchen really couldn't appreciate his taste.

Horse face, dreadlocks, orange headgear.

Playing for the Bobcats in the previous life, the orange headgear just matched the color of the Bobcats jersey, but the dark-colored Pistons away jersey is mainly black, with a few red checks on the corners of the jersey.

Such a set of jerseys symbolizes the chilling spirit of the Pistons, and Gerrard's headgear is undoubtedly a side effect.

No matter how you think about it, the combination of such a jersey and orange head can only result in mutual fighting.

"Sakuragi."

Gerald was taken aback, the nickname Mo Mengchen hadn't been called for a long time.

When he first joined the team, Mo Mengchen used to call him that. Everyone later learned that he was a character from a certain Japanese anime, but no one went to learn more about it, and it was not catchy, so they didn't call him out.

Mo Mengchen called out this nickname again now.

"What's your order, father?" Gerald asked.

"I don't have gastroenteritis." Mo Mengchen's words shocked Gerald, "You don't have time to be shocked by this, now listen to me carefully."

"I have a problem with my knee, I can't move fast laterally, so I'm going to play poorly on defense tonight, I can't prevent anyone in the Timberwolves from driving."

"I need your help." Mo Mengchen said, "Tonight, you are my shield."

Gerald asked, "Why not Eddie?"

"Because our future goals are too big, I need a shield that looks inconspicuous but has infinite energy." Mo Mengchen said.

Gerald had no more problems, and Mo Mengchen never asked him to do anything.

This is the first time and most likely the last time.

No matter what, he didn't want to disappoint Mo Mengchen.

Tonight, Hill also stood in the player tunnel wearing his uniform. Although he couldn't play, he was definitely the league's leading speaker. His pre-war mobilization always excited his teammates.

"In our dictionary, there are no such stupid words as impossible, impracticable, impossible, hopeless, failure, and abandonment!" Hill said, "We have come all the way, and we have overcome thorns and thorns, and these are not what we rely on!"

"We're going to pull out all the energy and make history tonight!"

"Like a torrential rain that washes the earth!"

"Like a beast devouring its prey!"

"Like the sun, moon and stars illuminating the earth!"

"Start from a goal, a rebound, an assist, a steal, a successful defense and even a perfect quarter!" Hill shouted excitedly, "When we look back tonight in the future, I hope we will not leave any regrets." !"

"When the game time is zero, I hope I can celebrate the victory with you!"

"123!"

"DET!!!"

Everyone rushed out of the player channel together.

Mo Mengchen was the one leading the way, and the audience was about to boo the Pistons like thunder, when the audience saw Mo Mengchen.The monster who averaged 36 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists in the Finals, the ruler who led the Pistons to seven consecutive championships, is back.

The noisy target center lost its voice.

They should have booed their opponents and made them feel great pressure from the beginning, but they didn't make a sound.

The Target Center arena was filled with 20444 people, only to be overwhelmed by one person.

"Dor.Mo is back! This is the biggest surprise of the night!"

"It seems that the Pistons can fight the Timberwolves with all their strength!"

The commentators at the scene were Jeff Van Gundy who retired from the coaching position, former NBA player Mark Jackson and gold medal commentator Mike Breen.

"That's what Dor.Mo does, and his presence scares a lot of viewers," Brin said.

"Yes, most Timberwolves fans think that Dor.Mo has been reimbursed for the season, and his sudden appearance is as terrifying as a sudden flash of horror in a horror movie."

Seeing Mo Mengchen come back, the entire Timberwolves team was very unbalanced.

I thought that Mo Mengchen's gastroenteritis was a blessing from God, because they had lost a Bowen.

Poor Bowen suffered a torn cruciate ligament in his right knee and a complete torn meniscus in that impact. He is expected to need a truce for more than a year, and his state is unpredictable after his comeback.

If Mo Mengchen can be replaced by sacrificing a Bowen, the Timberwolves will not lose at all.

It's different now.

When Mo Mengchen returned to the arena, everyone was in a cold sweat.

The warm-up is over and the game is about to start.

Mo Mengchen took off his playing uniform, revealing his No. 9 jersey.

He checked the laces.

"It's too late to regret it now," Hill said.

Mother-in-law is a characteristic of most women.

Seeing that Mo Mengchen didn't answer, Hill continued to ask questions.

"What if tonight ended with something other than glory," Hill said, "what would you do?"

Mo Mengchen said: "I think I will cry."

After all, this is the last battle before completing eight consecutive championships. Although he has not lost before, since he has become a winner, he does not want to taste the bitter fruit again.

"If tonight ends the way we want it to be." Asking Hill to get on his knees and sing about conquest seems like too much of an expectation.Mo Mengchen raised his eyebrows, "Will you cry rivers of tears for our victory?"

Hill grinned, a grin that didn't look natural, but he smiled anyway, and there was something reassuringly magical about his grin on an occasion like this.

"The Pacific Ocean will rise because of my tears."

(End of this chapter)