You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 191 As long as you do it
Mo Mengchen played back against a small guard in the previous game. With his height advantage, he played more calmly and had a high hit rate.

The object changed to Hill, but he became so struggling. There are reasons why he has no advantage in height and weight, and part of the reason is what Barkley said.

"It's too soft, you should take the initiative to find a confrontation!"

shouted Barkley.

If I had your ass, I would take the initiative to find confrontation.

Mo Mengchen hit five goals in a row, was blocked four times, and once missed three times. This shows that his back hitting is terrible, and Hill's defense is very strong.

This is only half true.

It's an undisputed fact that his post-up sucks. Hill's defense is strong but not. His defense has indeed improved a lot compared to last season, but it's not as strong.

The reason why he defended so well was because of Mo Mengchen.

It was Mo Mengchen who gave people the illusion that Hill's defense was good.

Mo Mengchen still adopts the strategy of making moves with a push, which is very comfortable for him.

It's just that one person's comfort is not enough, just like a hearty XX, you can't just be comfortable on one side.

Mo Mengchen began to discover the problem. Since he only hit once, and it was not very strong, Hill was able to react quickly every time.

If he can be given a strong confrontation before the shot, perhaps the situation will be completely different.

"boom!"

Another block, this time giving Hill too long to react.

"Mo, you've got great footwork, I can't even think of anyone with better footwork than you," Hill said.

Thank you for the compliment.

Mo Mengchen said: "Just say what you have."

Gentle people like Hill, they have to hypocritically praise others before criticizing others.

"You don't have the initiative when you back up."

Is he taking politics class?
"If I were you, I would add some motivation and courage to myself."

Turned into a philosophy class?

"The most important thing is determination. You don't have the determination to kill the enemy with one blow."

Started pouring chicken soup.

"Take out your usual spitting energy, you can do it."

Is it over?

It was still an extremely solid back position, and even Hill was shocked. Mo Mengchen stuck him so hard that he couldn't even move.

What does this mean?This shows that Mo Mengchen's lower body strength is still higher than his.

For his weight, it's amazing to have that kind of power.

Hill can't imagine what kind of experience he has experienced. He usually doesn't enter the training room very much in the training room, which shows that his strength is practiced in private.

Hill can't be blamed, he doesn't have the perspective of God, and doesn't know what Mo Mengchen has done.

Mo Mengchen reflected on the previous few attacks. He took too many steps, a bit like Howard imitating the dance steps of the dream. He only had a few postures, and the effect was so poor that it made people want to vomit.

If O'Neill didn't use his body to make the opponent lose his way before performing the overlord's face-riding dunk, I'm afraid he would be overwhelmed with doubts about his life, right?

In the same way, if Dameng shows his opponent a full set of offensive skills without opening, his opponent will not gradually become a monkey, seeing him jump like a monkey when he makes moves, right?

The same is true. If Bird doesn't have such a strong offensive power in the low post, he has no chance to prove that he is the best passer in the back state in history.Because of his powerful post-up attack, his opponents have to double-team, so that he can let the world know how good his post-up pass is.

In terms of passing the ball behind him, even his lifelong enemy Magician is not as good as him.

This is Mo Mengchen's only opinion, and as a fan, he does not accept rebuttals.

So, if I don't give Hill a confrontation, no matter how good my footwork is, I can't score under his defense.

After thinking this through, Mo Mengchen started to move.

Hit the ball with your right hand, with enough strength on your body, and hit Hill, this is the first step.

According to the previous rhythm, he should have received the ball after a collision, but now he continues to dribble, turning to face the basket and attacking the basket.

"I knew you'd figure it out!"

Hill laughed, barely resisting Mo Mengchen's impact.

The two reached the basket at the same time, Mo Mengchen bumped again, retreated, turned over together.

Hill's body has been knocked away. Although the opponent also jumped up, his jumping height and defensive range are not enough to interfere with his shooting.

Mo Mengchen wanted to make a shot, but his weak core made him pull the ball with the worst touch.

"boom!"

"it's a pity!"

The onlookers sighed.

Barkley smiled, "I just like smart people like you!"

Considering that his core strength is only 61, this figure is considered a pass, but the core strength that will reach the pass makes it difficult for him to score against a striker like Hill with his back.

再加上，他的一系列低位属性：低位转面筐：45、一步强攻：40、面筐跑勾：40、背筐脚步：90、面筐脚步：90、背身后仰跳投：40、背身勾手：30、背身控制力：45。

If he didn't have the skill of step master, his back-to-basket and face-to-basket steps would not be very high.

With so many weaknesses that need to be improved, Mo Mengchen immediately felt that the road ahead was long.

It's like he's just solved a problem, opened a door, and then discovered that there are a dozen more doors waiting to be opened, and countless problems waiting to be solved.

"Come again." Mo Mengchen said.

Even if his post-ups aren't useful right now, he needs to make sure he can play like a sniper against smaller guards.

"Mo, who did you learn your footsteps from?"

Mo Mengchen and Hill practiced for an hour.

Hill also had a good temper. He didn't fight back when he was beaten all the time. He only defended and didn't attack. Mo Mengchen beat him for an hour, and his shooting percentage was less than 10%.

After an hour, Mo Mengchen only felt that his body was more exhausted than [-] consecutive shooting trainings.

It takes about three or four hours to throw [-] balls, and he just feels sore in his hands and feet, but now he has lost energy all over his body.

Hill's physique was much bigger than him. To force this guy, he had to use twice or even three times his normal strength to deal with it.

The impression Mo Mengchen gives people is that his footsteps are really beautiful, nothing else.

"Larry Bird."

Mo Mengchen casually said a name.

"Bird? You actually imitated him?" Barkley's eyelids twitched.

"Isn't it? Our physical fitness is not good." Mo Mengchen thinks that he and Bird still have something in common, "There's nothing wrong with learning from him."

His teammates quickly let him see that he and Bird had more in common than physical inadequacy.

"I said, what kind of people will have what kind of fans."

Barkley said: "Your poisonous mouth is also influenced by that guy, right?"

I object!
"Yes, it must be, and his shooting must also be affected by him." Hill grabbed the sentence.

Mo Mengchen didn't have time to argue, Dumars said to kill the game: "And his defense, it's like blue out of blue and better than blue."

"Huh?" Mo Mengchen wanted him to explain clearly.

Dumars said with a smile: "Larry's defense was poor in his later years, but he was also selected as the second defense of the year in his early years. I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to become an excellent defender in your life?"

The audience laughed constantly.

Maybe this group of people should be quiet, so they might hear Dor.Mo's heartbreaking voice.

In the evening, the training was over.

Everyone wished each other well and went home.

Mo Mengchen washed a little in the training hall, changed into clean clothes, and asked the security guard to help bring these gift boxes to his car.

"Thanks, Sam, and by the way, Happy Thanksgiving."

As a thank you, Mo Mengchen gave Sam a season ticket to the Pistons.

For Sam, this was a precious gift.

"Thank you, Mo. Actually, you don't need it. I just did it with my bare hands." Sam was so excited that he couldn't speak.

Mo Mengchen said goodbye to him and drove home.

Garryton Apartments

250
Even though it was a holiday, Mo Mengchen exhausted himself.

At the end of the day, he had very little time to rest.

Smile, smile, no matter how tired you are.

Mo Mengchen squeezed his cheeks, shook his head, cheered up his spirits, and then opened the door.

The decoration inside is very beautiful, quite festive.

"We can serve dinner!" said Ephraim.

Adrian looked at the things on this table and fell into deep thinking: "Can we really have dinner?"

"Don't worry, can't you trust my craftsmanship?" Madeira pinched Adrian's face lightly.

"Your craft?" Mo Mengchen asked, "You did it?"

Madeira said, "Ephraim has found out."

"You said it again?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"No, she found out by herself." Madeira said innocently.

"It's better not you!"

Mo Mengchen hurried to the kitchen, and gently hugged Ephraim from behind: "Big lawyer, why don't you cook something to fill my stomach?"

"Because what I make is very hard," Ephraim said.

"Very good, chewing more is better for the teeth." Mo Mengchen said.

Ephraim said in embarrassment: "The meat muffins I made are very soft and sticky to the teeth."

"The softer the food, the easier it is to digest, it's very healthy." Mo Mengchen laughed.

"But." Ephraim continued, "I made a bowl of soup just now, and the taste is very bland."

Mo Mengchen still smiled, "Where is it?"

"I'm ready to fall."

"No."

Mo Mengchen said: "Easy is also good, I can slowly adjust the flavor I like."

Ephraim's lips were tightly closed, and he looked at Mo Mengchen with hazy eyes.

Mo Mengchen said: "The most important thing is what you do, the taste is not important."

Ephraim held up the bowl of weak soup and said, "Happy Thanksgiving."

Madela had set up a table of dishes, and when Mo Mengchen and Ephraim came out of the kitchen, she found that her boss had lipstick on his mouth again.

They had a full meal and watched the third part of "Die Hard" together after the meal, but Mo Mengchen could tell at a glance that McLean used a stand-in in the fighting scene.

(End of this chapter)