You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 279 Your Knife Is So Deep
When the final whistle sounded, Mo Mengchen was sitting on the sidelines.

The game lost its suspense early on.

In Game 3 of the Eastern Conference semifinals, the Bulls, who took a 1-[-] lead on the road, did not give their opponents any chance at home.

The Pistons beat the Bulls by 24 points.

Compared with the previous four games, tonight they didn't show any fighting spirit, and they ended their season in a businesslike manner.

Mo Mengchen stood up from the bench, hugged Jordan, and whispered: "Michael, no matter what I say to you next, please remember that what I think in my heart is the opposite."

Letting go of Jordan, Mo Mengchen said: "Congratulations on your victory, please win to the end."

Jordan didn't know what expression to use to greet this sentence. He froze and said, "Anyway, you played well. If Grant wasn't injured, I believe we would have a more exciting confrontation."

"Don't worry, see you next year."

Mo Mengchen's heart is full of ambitions, he wants to defeat Jordan, and wants to pull him off the throne with his own hands.

This desire is extremely urgent.

He is a time traveler, he has advantages that others do not have, and he believes that he can do it.

At this time next year, Hill will have no more injuries, they will be stronger, especially him, and he will also become stronger. At that time, we must overthrow the Bulls!
The season of the Pistons has just ended, and Mo Mengchen has made great wishes in his heart.

After congratulating each opponent in a hypocritical manner, Mo Mengchen walked off the field and saw Hill.

After Game 4, he went to the hospital for an examination and found that he had a sprained ankle and a strained calf at the same time. Therefore, he announced that he would be reimbursed for the season.

Before the start of the fifth game, Mo Mengchen told Hill not to have any hope, they would simply lose the game.

Even so, Hill still came away with the team.

Stupid idiot always thinks that this can motivate his teammates, in fact, his existence is just to give people pressure.

"Is this over?"

Hill said.

The high-achieving student's face is very pale, he is very unwilling, this is only his third season, and being able to reach the semi-finals is already a pretty good result.

He felt that the team could go further, but who made them meet the Bulls?
"If you think that's not enough, I can get someone to help you set off a few more fireworks to pay homage to this shitty season."

Hill was sitting in a wheelchair, and he smiled wryly: "Do you have to speak so harshly? Although we have gone through a lot, I believe there are still some things worth remembering."

Is he comforting me?
He thinks I need comfort?
Mo Mengchen said: "For example, you didn't hesitate to get on and off the plane in a wheelchair in order to cause trouble for us, but you also came to the scene?"

"Or you didn't listen to the advice, you took yourself as a savior to play with injuries, and finally got what you wanted, and succeeded in exacerbating the injury?"

"Or you're a fool, and you made a dirty deal with Doug Collins in private, and you didn't know it from everyone at the end of the season?"

Mo Mengchen ignored Hill's little chubby face, which turned blue and white, and said lightly: "If you are talking about these things, it is indeed worth remembering, what kind of idiot can do it in less than two months? So many stupid things? And one stupider than the other."

Not angry, not angry.
Hiller read.

"These things are like clouds to me, and that's not what I'm talking about."

Hill must tell Mo Mengchen what is worth remembering.

Who cares what you say?
Mo Mengchen tried his best to show that he hated Hill's words, but Duke's top student just took the trouble and worked tirelessly.

"It's trust." Hill said with a heavy heart, "You made me believe in you, and I chose to believe. You said you would win that game. I will always remember that moment. I made the right decision. .”

Then I am very strange, why do you not believe me when you hit the bull? (Mo Mengchen knew that Hill was speaking out of anger out of the sense of responsibility in his heart)
"So I also believe what you said to me a few days ago, for the future."

Hill said: "The failure of the past few days, the failure of tonight, buried the present, but also planted a seed of the future, and we will come back."

Devil Mountain was just about to show off his eloquence, but Mo Mengchen walked behind him, pushed the wheelchair, and the two walked along the long corridor together.

"You really don't consider me a friend?" Hill asked suddenly.

"Is this important?" Mo Mengchen said, "We have nothing to do with each other except basketball. I won't go to your house for Thanksgiving, and you won't come to my house for Christmas. It doesn't matter whether we are friends or not."

"Are you inviting me to your house for Thanksgiving next year? OK!"

Based on this comprehension ability, tell me that I have been a top student since I was a child, and I never failed the exam?

Does the United States not test reading comprehension?

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence. I will go to your house for Thanksgiving next year."

"Why do not you speak?"

"I was thinking about how to reject you."

After sending Hill into the locker room, Mo Mengchen had to follow Collins to the press conference.

There, there were many reporters and there were many questions.

"You stopped in the first round last year, and you stopped in the second round this year. Does this progress make you happy?" a reporter from the "New York Times" asked.

Mo Mengchen replied: "This is an improvement, but we will not be satisfied with it."

"Coach Collins, there is news that you will resign after the season, is this true?" This is a reporter from Detroit.

This is the right time.

"I had a great time in Detroit,"

Typical pre-resignation opening remarks.

"I've been through a lot of things too, and those things have made me a better person."

Yes, the next sentence should get to the point.

"Detroit is a great place and the Pistons are one of the best professional sports clubs in the country."

That's one of the reasons I hate listening to your post-game summaries, it's long and stinky, can you please hurry up?

"I didn't bring out their full potential. Many people blamed me, and I blamed myself. My ability is not enough."

This is the truth.

"Yes, I will hand in my resignation at the end of the season and I will miss every day I spent in this position."

A 60-point exit speech.

"Mo, is Coach Collins leaving you upset?" asked another reporter.

Collins also looked over, he wanted to know how hypocritical Mo Mengchen would say, the two of them were already in conflict.

Mo Mengchen kept a straight face, just like when he lost the game, his words were cold and firm: "No."

OH!

Won't?This is Bole who brought you to Detroit with his own hands!
This is too real, right?
Collins didn't expect him to say that, because Mo Mengchen has always built his image in front of the media. He is rational, modest and cautious. He never reveals too much content. He is extremely good at Tai Chi, and reporters don't like to interview him.

but he today
"Only losing will make me depressed. I regret this matter, but I will not be depressed." Mo Mengchen looked at Collins, still without a smile on his face, "I think Coach Collins also hopes that we will send him off with a smile." Leave, not with tears or some other negative emotion."

Finally, Collins gave Mo Mengchen a smile uglier than crying: "Yes."

asshole!He added in his mind.

After the press conference, Mo Mengchen and Collins left together.

In this corridor that is neither near nor far, there are only the two of them at this moment.

"Mo, your knife is hidden so deep."

Collins broke the silence. He had to say something clearly, and he had to figure out some problems. He didn't know why Mo Mengchen was against him.

"Doug, it's about this time, don't you want to leave some good memories for yourself?"

With a smile on his face, Mo Mengchen met the head coach who was about to leave.

"I saw you at a glance and brought you to the Pistons. This will be the best draft I have ever done, and it will also be the worst." Collins looked a little angry, "I brought you to Detroit The future also buried your own future!"

You're right, you're giving Detroit a future -- and that's me.

The latter sentence is wrong.

According to him, the factor of burying "one's own future" is me, is it really me?In all fairness, is it really me?

I don't take the blame for this.

"I don't understand, why are you doing this? What's in it for you? I've created a system just for you, and you're a duck to water in it, and even you shouldn't deny that."

Yes, I'm a duck to water in the run and gun, but you for me?

Mo Mengchen remained silent.

Collins went on to say: "I don't expect you to stand on my side in the internal battle. You have your own ideas. I understand and respect you. I also value your opinions. You can tell me if you have any dissatisfaction. You were chosen by me, and I treat you as my own, I never expected that you would treat me like this."

You talked for a long time, what did I do to you?
The more Mo Mengchen thought about it, the more amusing he became. Why do these losers always have so many reasons?
Perhaps this is the reason for their failure. They make too many excuses for themselves, and they will never realize the most critical point.

--I can not.

If you recognize this point, failure is valuable. If you only know how to make excuses, Luther will always be Luther.

"I have to praise you, you are not only brilliant on the court, you can see through any tactics, but also off the court." Collins can't wait to applaud him, "I still don't know how I fell into this field, you do Clean and silent, you are the best coach killer ever, compared to you, other coach killers are like children in kindergarten."

"From the beginning to the end, you didn't let anyone see how you shot."

"So I want to know, how do you do it?"

Collins has a smile on his face, but also resentment, and even anger. How did he make such a smiling face full of various emotions?
The corners of Mo Mengchen's mouth were curved like a crescent moon.

Since you want to know why, since you want to know what's wrong with you Luther, then I might as well tell you.

Listen up, Doug Collins.

　Thank you Fei Yi Wanshang, today is the fifth update——. If this outbreak continues, my manuscripts will bottom out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)