You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 297 Crazy Fans

The preseason training camp is over, and Mo Mengchen has also escaped from what fans call a "prison".

After the Grammys ended, Ethan's identity was revealed to the world, and Mo Mengchen had no more secrets. Fans finally knew who he was, so they intensified.

Originally wanted to cheer Mo Mengchen during the team's training, but never thought that the damn Pistons would actually practice in closed mode?
"Is this kind of training really a man? What if Ethan is broken?"

"We must resist this kind of training, we have to see with our own eyes the amount of training Ethan has!"

"Destroy the Pistons, save Ethan!"

The innocent Pistons and the entire coaching staff are regarded as thorns in the flesh by the brainless fans, and they want to get rid of them every minute.

The irony is that fans take care of Mo Mengchen as a treasure, but Mo Mengchen regards them as enemies.

This is a group of enemies who are about to destroy his peaceful life.

Since the first day his identity was announced, he regretted it.

He recalled that day, it was not that he had no choice at all, he could have accepted the award on stage, and then coldly refused to take off his mask, what could the fans say?

As a result, such a big mistake was made for a moment of pleasure.

For him personally, announcing his identity is definitely a thing that has more advantages than disadvantages. His personal influence has skyrocketed, and the attention of the team has also increased, and his commercial value has greatly increased. The advertisements, jerseys, and sneakers he endorsed will be in the next Sales skyrocketed for a while.

A qualified idiot fan will unconditionally accept everything endorsed by an idol, even if he doesn't need it or even doesn't like it.

Some fans were even so crazy that wherever Mo Mengchen went, they would stand in groups and shout on both sides.

Mo Mengchen might appear in front of them for a few seconds, but the price they paid was two hours of waiting.

Unequal pay like this happens every day.

At the beginning, Mo Mengchen felt guilty, but soon, this feeling disappeared, because the brain-dead fans really upset people.

In the back, these perverts even started to prepare exquisite bento for the staff in order to let him get better service.

What's ridiculous is that this group of staff members complained about how idiotic these people are while eating the bento carefully prepared by the brainless fans for several hours, while Mo Mengchen was standing by.
This year's preseason game was held in Las Vegas.

The Pistons will play four preseason games here, and the first opponent is the Kings.

The teams arrived in Las Vegas early to familiarize themselves with the venue.

Although the outcome of the preseason is irrelevant, it is also a good place for training. The team's roster for the new season has not yet been determined, and these last few games are needed to make up their minds.

The Pistons have only one spot left, but three are in contention.

Hotels
These days of training, his attribute points have improved a bit, mainly in terms of projection, most of the projection attribute points have increased by 2 points.

Now, he decided to use 18 attribute points on the eve of the preseason to make a large-scale improvement.

Without blinking at all, he savagely increased the acceleration with the ball from 66 to 90, costing 61000 attribute points.

Not distressed, not at all.

There are 12 attribute points left.

His eyes shifted to agility. He has 57 points of agility, so he added it directly without hesitation.

Increased from 57 to 77, costing 50000 attribute points.

Don't stop, keep going.

Increased from 77 to 85, costing another 40000 attribute points.

He gritted his teeth and raised his agility to 90 with the remaining attribute points.

"Damn it, there's still one that hasn't been added."

Mo Mengchen looked at the "acceleration ability" attribute depressedly. His attribute has 57 points, and the other attributes related to speed have reached at least 85 points, which can be said to be top-notch.

18 points were wiped out in the blink of an eye, and he was a bit dull.

Attribute points come and go quickly, but after thinking about the sales of the album in a few days, it will be settled, and then another 15 attribute points will drop from the sky.

He doesn't feel bad, not at all.

This promotion increased his overall rating from 76 to 79, which is an expected fluctuation.

I believe that after the next upgrade, his total rating will definitely be above 80.

At this point, he sighed how useful these side jobs he developed for some hobbies were.

If he only earns attribute points by playing games, he probably doesn't even have a total rating of 70 now.

To get a large amount of attribute points, you can only rely on honors, but competitive sports have always been about strength. Without strength, there is no data, and without data, there is no honor.

It took him two years to improve the attribute points with the three templates, but it was just to raise the overall rating to 79, which is really too difficult.

Mo Mengchen was melancholy on the table, but someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in," he said casually.

Hill opened the door, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers.

What could be more terrifying than this?

Mo Mengchen stared at him vigilantly: "I warn you, I'm not interested in men."

Hill looked relieved: "Fortunately, I'm not interested either."

"Then what is your flower?"

"Your fans are so enthusiastic, I can't refuse them, so I can only forward them for them." Hill put the flowers on the table, "This is a good intention from others."

These flowers are of no value in Mo Mengchen's eyes, and he doesn't even look at them: "They have such skills, why don't they cheer us on on the court."

"I think they hope to have a two-pronged approach. While cheering on the court, while caring for you off the court, I will be moved to tears."

"I shouldn't have announced this." Mo Mengchen sighed, "I really shouldn't."

If this situation continues, his work in the hospital may be affected.

If there are a few idiots who want to be operated on by him on a whim, and then do some horrible things to themselves, it's not Mo Mengchen's overthinking, these idiots can really do anything.

The scariest thing about the whole thing was that no matter how much they self-harmed, the chances of Mo Mengchen performing surgery on them were very slim.

Because these self-harming idiots will be sent to the emergency room first, and then sent to the surgery after the emergency room is dealt with.

Mo Mengchen usually does not receive patients from the emergency room, because his daily operations are arranged early.

But do these idiots think of that?

Even if there is only a 1% chance, they will bravely hurt themselves.

As a rigid traveler who used to live in the era when traffic was king, Mo Mengchen can be said to hate these stupid fans, but the saddest thing is that now he has such a group of stupid fans.

"There is no way to change this, and the only thing you can do is accept it," Hill said.

"Frankly accept that my life is messed up?" Mo Mengchen said, "I'm sorry, I'm not as free and easy as you."

Hill asked: "If you don't accept it, what can you do?"

"Fight to the end for my rights!"

"With your fans?"

"They are your fans!"

"What about the fans? It's just a bunch of pigs!" Mo Mengchen said angrily, "I don't believe that these pigs bought 300 million albums. Idiots are only a minority after all."

Pepsi Center Arena
The first game of the preseason, the game between the Pistons and the Raptors was held here.

This arena can accommodate 24000 spectators, which is considered a very large arena. Tonight, the fans filled the arena to the fullest.

"That kind of attendance is pretty good for a preseason."

Kenny Smith, who had just retired and found a new job, sat on the commentary table.

In the future, he will have a golden partner with him to form the most classic commentary duo in history.

At this time, his future partner was banned from playing because he was overweight.

Poor Barkley has been banned by Frauses and is trying his best to lose weight every day. In order to let the weight drop instead of climbing up, he has been separated from his favorite food, donuts, for more than a month.

"I miss the taste of donuts."

The fat man looked at the ball in his hand, as if it was his favorite KK crispy donut, and he almost took a bite.

Before he became dazed, the brainless fans at the scene yelled in unison, pulling him out of his fantasy.

"This group of lunatics will never end!"

Buckley looked back in dissatisfaction. Among these fans, women accounted for the majority. There was no way, men would never be as fanatical about star chasing as women.

When it happened to them that Ethan not only sang well, but also was handsome, tall and tall, played basketball very well, and was even a doctor.
How can one not be fascinated by such versatility?
Mo Mengchen's attitude towards fans is the same as Barkley's.

"Is this gang of lunatics over?"

Mo Mengchen originally thought that he had practiced the ability to calm down and ignore the audience, but he was wrong. The reason why he was able to ignore the audience was because those people couldn't keep barking like this group of madmen who seemed to be in a rabies attack.

Especially when Mo Mengchen remembered that these lunatics were brought by himself, his hands trembled with anger.

Shaky hands result in inaccurate shots.

"Not used to the new three-point line?" Alan Houston asked.

"Are you a pig?" Mo Mengchen raged, "Don't you know if others don't know? Don't you see that my private three-point shots are all shot from this distance?"

CIC Wang was already used to Mo Mengchen's unreasonable anger, so he said calmly, "So you're not used to it?"

"If there are such a large group of people shouting loudly when you shoot, can you shoot accurately?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"No, but I will try my best to adapt." Houston said the truth, "You have no choice, the only thing you can do is adapt."

For a rare time, Mo Mengchen felt that his words made a lot of sense.

The world is really going to change, and even a fool like Houston can make convincing chicken soup.

(End of this chapter)