You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 299 I'm a Dog's Fan
Mo Mengchen played 18 minutes and scored 6 points, 4 rebounds and 5 assists lightly.

This is a relatively normal playing time. Most teams will not let the main players play for too long in the preseason, but Mo Mengchen's situation is a bit special.

According to statistics, more than 10000 spectators came for Mo Mengchen, and they were dissatisfied with Mo Mengchen's playing time.

According to reliable sources, the three most common words these fans uttered at the end of the game were "Trash team, don't let Ethan play more!", "Will Ethan play more games and deduct your wages? A bunch of pigs!" , "Doesn't this idiot coach know who everyone wants to see the most?"

Frauses, who was innocently sprayed, had to seriously explain the reason why Mo Mengchen had less playing time in front of reporters: "Some fans may not understand the purpose of the preseason game. I understand this. Our task in the preseason game It’s about picking the most appropriate rotation and subs for the team, so the starters’ playing time will be appropriately reduced.”

Is this statement satisfactory?Of course it can't.

Frouse's forbearance will only make them more and more presumptuous.

In the end, it was up to Mo Mengchen to manage these bastards.

Facing the reporter, Mo Mengchen said unabashedly: "I hope that some fans who come to the scene to watch my game can abide by the order of the scene and be a good and civilized fan. This is the greatest support for me. If If you can’t do it, why don’t you turn on the TV at home and watch the live broadcast, that’s also support for me.”

All that needs to be said has been said, is the problem solved?
No.

This was not resolved by Mo Mengchen's few words in front of the reporters.

In the next three games, these people still went their own way. The only merit of their various behaviors was for the good of Mo Mengchen, and they were just doing bad things with good intentions.

In the four preseason games, the Pistons won all of them and outscored their opponents by an average of 18 points per game.

They also let fans realize for the first time how terrifying the depth of the lineup is.

The No. 15 player that the Pistons finally chose to stay was named Steve Henson, a 180-cm white guard. If there is no accident, he will basically not be able to play.

He needs to compete with Bobby Jackson and Dumars.

Jackson has secured his position in the first rotation. Dumars, as a meritorious veteran, no matter how degraded, garbage time is still guaranteed.

Unless the Pistons are injured, it is difficult for Henson to stand out.

After the preseason game in Las Vegas, all the Pistons returned to Detroit by special plane. They will rest at home for five days before ushering in the first game of the new season.

Along the way, Mo Mengchen's mood was very complicated.

Ephraim and his neighbors must have already known about Ethan, and they will inevitably keep asking, how to answer, how to eliminate their curiosity on the spot, these are all things Mo Mengchen has to consider.

After getting off the plane, Mo Mengchen hadn't figured this out yet.

Madeira has been waiting outside the airport for a long time.

Mo Mengchen put down the luggage and took the passenger seat on the left.

Madeira turned around and headed in the direction of Garridon's apartment.

"Is the security settled?"

"In addition to retaining the original few old security guards, [-] new security guards were recruited. Most of them are retired soldiers, a few are retired boxers, and there are a few captains who have no fighting experience but have a sense of crisis. Strong, quick-witted, and thoughtful." Madeira knew how much Mo Mengchen attached importance to this matter, and she explained it in detail.

Hearing what she said, Mo Mengchen felt a little relieved.

This is a more pressing problem than the neighbors' gossip.

It's no secret to Detroit that Dor. Mo lives in the Carleton apartment.

Although Mo Mengchen was a player, he was not well-known outside of Detroit. Now it is different.

He is Ethan.

Fanatical fans are willing to do anything to get close to him, and some malicious people will also get close to him. Mo Mengchen even considered moving, but he is used to living in Garidon Apartment.

But how to ensure the safety and tranquility of Garleton's apartment?This is a problem.

He wishes his life could be the same as before.

It's a pity that that life will never come back.

Dor.Mo is a very good NBA player;

Ethan is a popular singer in the United States.

Entering the street where Garidon's apartment is located, Mo Mengchen took a glance and saw that the bonus was one kilometer.

He suddenly had an idea, if he bought all the supermarkets, houses, and factories near Garleton, and then hired a large number of ordinary people with military experience, knowing the reason, let them live in like ordinary people and live a normal life.
This feeling is particularly like a spy movie, those bodyguards are like secret agents and spies lurking in the civilian world with special missions.

It's a pity that the operability is not strong.

In the blink of an eye, Madeira had already driven the car to the parking lot.

Mo Mengchen dragged his luggage back to the apartment, and the old security guard greeted him as usual, they were very calm, at their age, they no longer cared whether Mo Mengchen was a doctor or a singer.

Mo Mengchen returned to 250, took a shower immediately, and then lay on the bed like a corpse.

Nearly two months away from home, besides Ephraim, what he misses the most is this bed.

He doesn't want to go anywhere now.

Today happened to be the weekend, and Ephraim's breakfast day was actually her chef's day. Normally, as long as Mo Mengchen was at home, she would cook herself.

In the end, Mo Mengchen and Adrian would swallow Ephraim's carefully prepared dinner with a smile on his face and a bloody throat.

But tonight, Ephraim clung around Mo Mengchen and kept complaining; "Why didn't you tell me you were Ethan?"

"Why did Amir know about it before I did?"

"Why hide it from everyone?"

"How many little secrets do you have that only Amir knows?"

Mo Mengchen didn't expect this part. On the night when he announced the news, he had a phone call with Ephraim. Ephraim was very calm on the phone, but not as jealous as she is now.

Probably because she communicated with Madeira later, and then the pig-headed woman accidentally revealed it.

Maybe a little different from the truth, but certainly not much different.

Mo Mengchen hugged Ephraim tightly, and said softly, "No matter what people call me, when I am by your side, I am Mo Mengchen."

"But... I hope that I will be the first to know these secrets." Ephraim whispered.

"Amier is my assistant, and she will always be the first to know about some things, but I assure you, if such things happen in the future, I will definitely notify you in advance." Mo Mengchen said softly.

Ephraim is not an unreasonable woman, Mo Mengchen was so humble, the jealousy in her heart gradually dissipated: "You are Ethan, this thing is too crazy!"

"Ethan, can I ask you for an autograph?" Ephraim's cheeks turned upward, "I'm your big fan."

"I'm sorry, I'm a bad singer, and I like to eat tofu from super fans." Mo Mengchen approached Ephraim with his lips and said softly, "I want to sign my name on your lips, your chest, your life is born place."

The two kissed passionately, undressed and took off their clothes. Although they only had four limbs, they were entangled with each other like octopuses. Their hot bodies were tightly combined, like a dream.

The next day, Mo Mengchen found many people around the apartment.

Needless to say, rabid fans for sure.

How can I make these people die?

Mo Mengchen didn't hide it, he walked out openly, and the bodyguards around him separated the fans who wanted to approach him.

He stopped and silenced everyone.

"Thank you for your love, but I want to say, it's not worth it. You put in your time and energy, but you don't get the same return. I hate it when you do this."

"Why? That's why I didn't want to disclose my identity. I want a peaceful life. I have many things to do every day, but if you are always around me, I can't do anything."

"You all know that I am a doctor besides playing basketball and singing. I have nothing to do today. I have time to talk here, but if a patient has an emergency and I am trapped by you, it will cause irreparable damage. s consequence."

"So, I implore you to stop such behavior, because you will not get anything in return. Finally, I still want to thank you for your love, but this love is a bit too heavy for me to bear."

Madeira took a video of Mo Mengchen's words in the background, and then she will send this video to the major media, and they will know what to do.

Once this video is spread, most people, except for the hopelessly brain-dead, should restrain themselves.

After Mo Mengchen finished speaking, the fans at the scene were a little overwhelmed.

Before they could react, Mo Mengchen got into Madeira's car and left quickly.

"Have you recorded everything?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"En." Madeira nodded.

Mo Mengchen said in a deep voice: "Spread this video with the greatest strength!"

This gang of fans has seriously affected his daily life.

Facts will eventually prove that no matter how hard Mo Mengchen tries, some people will always do the opposite. No matter how much disgust you show, they still think you are so cool, and they will follow you whenever and wherever. Flatterer.

(End of this chapter)