You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 11 Leadership

"Cunning guy."

Seeing Mo Mengchen's offensive foul against Atkinson, Colangelo expressed his feelings.

"Cunning? I'm afraid it's more than just cunning." Xia En seemed to be pointing.

No one spoke again, and the eyes of the entire coaching staff seemed to be focused on this game.

They are just the first batch of players to come to the team for trial training this offseason. Judging from their resumes, there are only one or two who are capable, and there are probably hundreds of players who are similar to this year's candidates.

Even if the draft picks in the hands of the Suns are not very high, they must be selected carefully.

"Get over here, dog thief!"

Atkinson and Mo Mengchen had a complete confrontation.

Seeing him jumping up and down like this, one can't help but think of how embarrassed he was just now.

"I really don't know what he's arguing about."

Even though he was not familiar with Mo Mengchen, Klaus was a little angry seeing Mo Mengchen being so arrogant.

"Take the ball."

Mo Mengchen said.

"I'll go to the low position, that person can't stop me." After serving the ball, Klaus pointed his hand to his position.

Mo Mengchen patted the ball slowly.

"Causes the opponent three turnovers."

"Get at least 5 assists."

"Personal rating of at least B+."

"At least a B+ rating for the team."

This is the first time Mo Mengchen has received a mission on the court. He just made an offensive foul on Atkinson, which is equivalent to causing the opponent to make a mistake.

therefore
"go to hell!"

Atkinson's movements were quite rough, and Mo Mengchen came up with a fierce physical contact.

"Beep!"

The referee blows his whistle again.

"Depend on!"

Atkinson was furious.

"Mo, give me the ball!"

Chris Kyle yelled.

"Stay where you are!"

After Mo Mengchen yelled this indisputably, he ran outside and took the ball from Lore.

"Go in!"

Mo Mengchen pointed at the basket. At this time, Klaus just came out to pick and roll. His fat body like a fat pig made him a high-quality pick and roll player.

At this moment, the sloppy black team missed three people.

Lore who cut inside, Klaus who opened the pick-and-roll, and Kyle who stayed still, but because Mo Mengchen called the pick-and-roll to disrupt the opponent's position, his defender had to run to defend.

"boom!"

A lightning strike hit the ball, turned a corner and flew into Lore's hands, and he scored a layup.

"Mo, I just had a chance!"

exclaimed Kyle.

"Are you shooting open [-]s at a higher rate than he is shooting open baskets?"

Mo Mengchen asked mockingly.

Kyle, who was ashamed by Mo Mengchen's words, uttered a shocking sentence: "Three points are more profitable than two points!"

Mo Mengchen never thought that someone could say this sentence in this era.

Small ball forward Chris Kyle?
"You won't be so lucky this time!"

Atkinson's eyes were full of fire. His explosive power was very fierce. With one step, Mo Mengchen couldn't keep up with his defensive steps, and he was passed very simply.

It was also at this moment that Mo Mengchen seemed to see that Atkinson would be blocked by Klaus, so he moved first to kill the opponent's last chance.

"Too reckless!"

Atkinson's style of play made Westphal frown again and again.

Sure enough, Atkinson slammed into Klaus's arms, the space was smaller than an ant hole, and he had no chance to pass the ball to Miles, so he had to pass it out.

He remembered that there was a teammate in that position, so he passed it.

"Damn it!"

"Why is that dog thief there?"

As if he actually saw the result, he blocked Atkinson's only shot early and blocked the ball.

Seeing this, Chris Kyle went straight to a fast break.

Mo Mengchen made a long pass across the half court and passed it to Kyle with astonishing accuracy. The 196 cm guard rushed to the basket and dunked with one hand.

"A CP like you with an IQ of less than 60, what qualifications do you have to play basketball?"

Mo Mengchen's indifferent words were like a sharp knife slashing at Atkinson's body.

"You have the guts to say it again!"

Even if he doesn't know what CP means, he can be sure that it is not a good word.

Kyle ran back, he really didn't know how to describe the feeling just now.

The whole round was under that person's control, and he even felt that Mo Mengchen's breakthrough was done on purpose by Atkinson.

After several rounds of stinky balls, Atkinson's teammates were extremely dissatisfied with him. They all came here for trial training. It was a rare opportunity. Everyone had to do their best, but this guy held the ball alone. , and still playing in a mess, how can this kind of person control the ball?

A white guard named Jack, who had played combo guard in school and was comfortable playing point guard, took the ball.

At this time, Kyle's strength was also revealed.

His individual defense should be the best among the ten players on the field.

In a completely one-on-one situation, he locked Jack up.

"What a tough defense!"

Before Colangelo finished his compliment, Kyle stole Jack and staged another one-stop dunk.

"Look at this counterattack, this guy is really good!"

"Kris Kyle from Southern Illinois University, he's the only one of these guys who ever landed on EPSN's draft prediction list."

"Indeed, this person has good strength."

Colangelo valued Kyle, and several other assistant coaches echoed a few words.

Only Westphal and Shane remained silent.

The ball started to move, and once the offense started, the field was filled with Mo Mengchen's voice, which was very rare in a trial match.

Trial competitions are like exhibition halls. Everyone hopes to be placed in a prominent position so that people can see their strengths.

Therefore, it is difficult to make them cooperate with each other.

It is precisely because of the existence of these factors that these defenders who promote the people around them can't find the rhythm in the confrontation game, unless the ball is always in his hands.

But Mo Mengchen didn't hold the ball in his hands for a long time.

At this time, he was in the bottom corner.

Klaus's huge tonnage provided him with great convenience. Mo Mengchen suddenly ran around his body to the outside line, and the short and strong Kyle was supposedly impossible to get rid of by him.

As a result, he just got rid of it.

Mo Mengchen ran to the top of the arc, and Luoer scored the ball.

Mo Mengchen caught the ball and made a shot, and the little finger, ring finger and middle finger exerted force one after another, making the ball.

"Shh!"

"Who is guarding me?"

After scoring a three-pointer, Mo Mengchen asked his opponent.

Players in black jerseys looked at Atkinson who was stuck under the basket.

"asshole!"

Just ten seconds later, in order to make Mo Mengchen pay the price, Atkinson rammed hard. His movements were reasonable and legal, but his opponent was really good at acting.

Due to his short stature, the referee could only see the momentum of his impact, but not how the two collided.

So, Mo Mengchen just needs to behave as if he was hit by a truck and fall perfectly backwards.

"Beep!"

Atkinson froze.

"Like I said, people with an IQ of less than 60 should not play basketball. It's good for you and good for others."

Mo Mengchen got up and said to Atkinson, whose body and brain were completely stiff: "Believe me, your teammates really want to kill you now, and you are screwing up their trial training."

Atkinson looked back sharply.

Although he didn't have mind reading skills, nor could he read the meaning of micro-expressions, but he did feel that everyone was dissatisfied with him.

It was also after this round that Mo Mengchen began to cooperate partially with Kyle. He gave the NBA prospect two consecutive opportunities and scored twice.

"How can I compliment this guy?"

Xia En smiled bitterly: "He's in control of the whole situation."

Thanks to Atkinson's anomaly, and Kyle's high-level defensive output, the Black team completely collapsed.

After the first half, they lost by 18 points.

Such a huge point difference is like an NBA team playing a CBA team.

Even though there is no suspense in the game, they still can't give up, because victory is irrelevant, what they have to do is to show their own characteristics.

With Atkinson, they are destined not to be able to show what they have learned in front of the Suns coaching staff.

Mo Mengchen was getting used to the rhythm of the field more and more.

In the second half, he called Klaus to come up for the pick-and-roll, and then, with light footsteps, he accelerated past Miles who was switching defenses, leaned on the opponent's body, raised the ball, and he heard the whistle, and flicked it lightly.

"Boom!"

"And one!"

Colangelo has always felt that Mo Mengchen is too dependent on the people around him to be of much use. Coupled with such a horrible injury history, he is more inclined to Kyle.

This ball changed him slightly.

In this match, what Mo Mengchen showed was not only suppressing his opponent on the scene, but also showing some extremely special personal potential.

"He made everyone around him have a good time."

Westphal said so.

44 is better than 15
The white team beat the black team like high school kids, like a tank running over a bicycle, and easily won the game.

At the end of the game, Kyle ran up to him and said, "It was fun playing with you, good luck."

At the beginning, Kyle was a little arrogant, but now he has completely lowered his posture.

"Mo, if you just pass me a few more balls, my back attack is quite good." Klaus didn't enjoy playing.

Mo Mengchen said: "I just think we need to let them live."

With a straight face, he suddenly made a joke that made everyone laugh out loud.

At this time, Mo Mengchen saw a few lines of words floating in front of his eyes.

"Cause your opponent to make 3 turnovers."

"Get 8 assists."

"Personal grade A-."

"Team grade A."

"Win the competition."

"Return: 910."

Mo Mengchen's eyes opened and closed, and the green message of completing the task disappeared.

At the end of the game, the coaching staff regrouped the staff.

Atkinson stood in the corner, he didn't dare to face Mo Mengchen at all.

Today was a unique day for many of those present, some of whom had already won the favor of the team and others who had lost their chance to make it to the Suns.

For example, Atkinson, his NBA path is still unknown, but his future in the Suns has been completely cut off through this game.

(End of this chapter)