You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 143
1996/6/26

Detroit

Garryton Apartments

Yesterday, Mo Mengchen officially purchased Garleton Apartment at a price 20% higher than the market price. Now this apartment belongs to him, but few people know about it.

Many people thought that Mo Mengchen was just an ordinary resident.

More and more people were camping out of Garidon's apartment. Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen was proficient in camouflage, and they always didn't know when Mo Mengchen would go out and when he would return.

On the day when the 1996 draft was held, Mo Mengchen invited Hill, Dumars and Houston.

While preparing dinner, he turned on the TV and switched to the ESPN sports channel to watch the draft live.

"I've heard there's been a lot of good players this year," Houston said.

Mo Mengchen cut the steak and interjected: "Yes, there must be many people who can outperform you in their rookie season."

"Only them? Overtake me?" Houston's eye roll can evolve into an emoji similar to Nick Young's smile in minutes.

When Stern called out this year's No. [-] pick in his male duck voice, Houston was stunned: "Six feet tall? So short? Still a SG? Is Philadelphia crazy?"

"You didn't watch this year's NCAA? This guy is very strong!" Hill hoped that he would pay attention.

CIC Wang raised his chin arrogantly, as if he was very proud.

"So what if he's strong? He's only six feet tall, and he may look a little watery." Houston expressed doubts about Iverson's prospects.

"Want to make a bet?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"What bet? Tell me!" Houston said.

"Calm down! Calm down! Alan, don't bet with him!" Hill made it seem like he was betting, "Don't bet with him!"

Mo Mengchen said: "In four years, he will become the scoring champion."

"I bother!"

Houston stood up and shouted: "I would rather believe that your defense has improved and Grant's three-point standard has improved, and I don't believe that this guy can win the scoring title! The league is not empty, and this kind of dwarf can score. King? I can eat this plate if I can get it!"

"I don't need you to eat the plate, so you can just say whether you want to bet or not." Mo Mengchen grilled four steaks with bright colors and looked delicious.

Houston stared at the dinner prepared by Mo Mengchen, and said, "I'll bet on you no matter what."

"Well, if he becomes the scoring champion, you have to promise me one thing; similarly, if he doesn't, I promise you one thing. Of course, this thing must be reasonable and legal. If you want me to take The scalpel forced Grant to do ligation, sorry, I refused."

"puff!!"

The noble son from Duke University, the invincible Devil Mountain in the college league was so angry that he jumped up and protested loudly.

This matter has nothing to do with him at all, why is it being dragged on him again?Is there any reason?
Houston felt the bet was reasonable, and the odds were against him.

He never believed that Iverson, a dwarf, would be able to win the scoring title one day.

Within four years?
snort! 40 years is impossible!
In fact, as long as Houston adds another one, Mo Mengchen may be persuaded.

For example, Iverson must shoot at least 43% to win the scoring title.

Mo Mengchen fully admitted his cowardice.

"You guy, how can you be a doctor and play basketball with such cooking skills? If I were you, I would open a restaurant across the street, and the business will be booming!"

Hill swears and eats steak.

At this time, Stern thought of the fifth overall pick.

The Timberwolves won Ray Allen, and then there was news in the free market. The Timberwolves traded with the Bucks, and the gentleman Ray and Marbury swapped teams.

"These guys look good." Dumas asked, "Mo, which one do you like the most?"

Mo Mengchen lowered his head to eat the steak and said, "Aaron Iverson, Kobe Bryant, Steve Nash, Ben Wallace."

"I've heard of the first three, but who is the last one?" Dumas couldn't remember.

Hill and Houston were even more confused, they had never heard of this name.

Don't blame them, Big Ben is a member of the second-tier league. No matter how good the second-tier league is, its reputation in the professional circle will not be too loud. Being discriminated against, not to mention that he is a 201 cm short center forward.

"He is very capable, but he will lose the election because few people can see his talent, so I will introduce him to Doug." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston finished his steak in the blink of an eye, and asked, "How can you lose the election if you have the strength? How can you still be so optimistic about him? Who is he? What position does he play?"

"He has a height of 201 centimeters."

"Aha, Grant, you have to be careful."

"Play center forward."

"Cough cough cough~~~!"

Poor Hill and the others, they just want to have dinner and enjoy the water before parting, how could they expect to be choked so much by Mo Mengchen?
Houston began to laugh: "Mo, I found you are a fucking genius at making jokes, why didn't I find you so humorous?"

"It's not a joke, it's because you have too much humor." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston laughed.

"The sentence just now was just a joke. I mean, you have a sense of humor—it's no wonder. I'm serious, this guy has great potential." Mo Mengchen reiterated.

This is something that can’t be helped. Now it’s the end of the center’s heyday. Although the superstar centers are getting old, they can still be played. These people are all in their early seven feet. If they are not seven feet tall, they are embarrassed to call themselves a center?If the height is really not enough, like Olajuwon, at most the height of the sneakers is included when reporting the height, then the full count is seven feet.

Ben Wallace is only 201 centimeters tall, which is short for a power forward, but he actually plays a center?
Houston made a joke, and Hill laughed along with him. Only Dumas wanted to know why Mo Mengchen was so optimistic about Wallace.

Mo Mengchen also consciously explained to him why he is optimistic about Wallace: "I have watched his games, his enthusiasm, strength, hardness, control of rebounds, defensive end without loopholes, assisting defenses, transpositions, supplements and sweeps. Nothing is wrong."

"Wait!" Houston interrupted him again, "He is so good, how could he lose the election?"

Mo Mengchen originally wanted to use the example of Tom Brady being selected with the 199th pick in the sixth round, but then he thought, it's fucking 1996, and Brady is still playing.

"You also said that he is only 201 cm tall. Not everyone believes that he can be the defensive player of the year like me." Mo Mengchen's words once again choked the other three.

Houston said, "I want to make another bet with you."

"I'm not interested. I don't want to win you too many times." Mo Mengchen's extremely confident appearance made Houston very unhappy.

I don't know if that Wallace can make it to the NBA. This guy has already blown him to the sky.

Mo Mengchen's words were shocking, and this was the first time he showed his "wisdom eyes" in front of his teammates, especially in front of Dumars.

When Stern pronounced Kobe's name, Mo Mengchen boasted to him again.

The three of them still don't believe that Kobe can reach the height that Mo Mengchen said.

Until Nash appeared, Mo Mengchen said that he could become an MVP-level player, and Hill quit.

"I want to bet you!"

Hill seemed to have forgotten how he had stopped Houston just now.

"What's the bet?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Hill said: "You can bet on anything, I don't believe he can become the MVP!"

"What if I'm right?"

"If you are right, I will praise you in front of the whole world!"

"OK, if I'm wrong, I'll praise you in front of the whole world."

It wasn't until the end that the Pistons successfully won Jerome Williams, and Mo Mengchen turned off the TV.

Seeing the team's newly drafted rookie show his dick face on live TV, Houston asked, "Do you think he's indecent?"

The meal was the last the four had together before the offseason began.

During the offseason, Mo Mengchen's plan is to continue special training and improve his rating as much as possible before the new season.

Hill has accepted the call-up of the US national team, and he will represent the Dream Team II in the Olympic Games held in Atlanta, USA.

Before parting, Mo Mengchen made a bet with him that if they met the Chinese team, he would be blocked by a young Chinese center for a dunk.

Hill was furious and asked his name.

Mo Mengchen said he didn't know, but told him repeatedly that if he was really blocked, please use your eloquence to blow him up at the end of the game.

Hill said angrily: "I will never be blocked by a Chinese center, never!"

"Who knows?" Mo Mengchen spread his hands.

Houston is more complicated. He also wants to calm down during this period of time for special training and make good progress, but his contract expires, and the management team behind him wants him to go to a big city.

He would rather stay than go to a big city.

Now he is indecisive, and the future is full of unknowns.

Dumars will travel, and a veteran like him doesn't need to practice hard to improve. The best way to recuperate is to take advantage of this time to relax and start training a month before the start of the season.

Having played all his life, he knows how to tune into his best form before the season begins.

July
Dura Electric officially reached an agreement with the Pistons. In the next three years, they will become the new jersey sponsors of the Pistons. It is reported that this is a jersey sponsorship contract second only to the Knicks.

On the day when the agreement was reached, Mo Mengchen came to the scene. As the only player among all the players present, Little Dula had a happy chat with him, which surprised many people.

Dura Jr. said that Dura Electric is considering setting up its headquarters in Detroit. If the proposal is passed, he will become a season ticket owner of the Pistons in the future, so that he can better appreciate Dor.Mo's games.

The speaker may have no intention, but the listener must have the heart.

After Xiao Dula said, Sayu Rao, the basketball operations officer of the Pistons, took a deep look at Mo Mengchen.

After that, she toasted Mo Mengchen in public.

(End of this chapter)