You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 41 Your Happiness Is Our Happiness

Reaching Terry Mills' 38-point shooting means hitting at least [-] percent from deep.

Achieving Hill's defensive quality means being the best defensive forward on the team.

This is difficult, but it is also a problem that Lol must face. His skills are very comprehensive, but his comprehensive skills are not enough for the team to take seriously. Like him, he is comprehensive, but he can't play well in the NBA. The players who come out can only focus on improving the skills that the team needs them to improve, such as three-pointers and defense.

3D is the easiest role to adapt to, but to become a good 3D requires unimaginable effort.

The game ended in the confrontation between the two sides.

94 to 82, the Pistons at home defeated the Eagles and got a good start to the season.

The moment the game ended, rows of green characters that only he could see appeared before Mo Mengchen's eyes.

"Get 8 points - success"

"Getting 5+ assists - Success"

"Personal Technical Score B - Success"

"Team Technical Score B+ - Success"

"Win the competition."

"Return: 845 points."

Mo Mengchen blinked, and the system prompts that only he could see disappeared.

Alan Houston was swaying from side to side like a school punk, eager to let people know how great he was.

"Rookie, have you seen my great power?" Houston asked.

Why can he be so brash?Isn't it just scoring 15 points in garbage time?

"I see." Mo Mengchen nodded.

Houston said: "Because you didn't pass the ball to me before, I had to play a little selfish in the last quarter. It's all your fault, you know?"

In order to prevent Houston from being attacked by Mo Mengchen's poisonous tongue again, Dumas stepped forward and blocked Mo Mengchen's mouth that was about to shoot.

"Okay, let's all go back to the locker room."

Mo Mengchen didn't go to the locker room, he saw Ephraim still sitting in the auditorium, so he walked over to say hello.

"I really didn't expect you to come." Mo Mengchen said.

"Yes. Because I just have time at night, so..." Ephraim did the action of arranging clothes that Mo Mengchen had seen several times.

Mo Mengchen became more and more sure that this was her subconscious action.

"Actually, my sister has never watched a basketball game." Adrian suddenly poked his head out and said this.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ephraim used an embarrassing smile to hide the helplessness of being betrayed by his teammates, "I used to be the cheerleader at the school, how could it be possible that I haven't watched the game?"

Mo Mengchen found himself more and more integrated into this era.

Not just his work, but also some friends, and women.

He will not pursue a woman who is not interested in him, it is a waste of time, even if he tries hard to catch up, there will be no good results.

He used the recent period of time to get to know Ephraim in detail and get a general idea of ​​her condition.

Adrian was indeed her brother, or a half-brother.Her father was sentenced to ten years for economic crimes, and her stepmother abandoned the family after her father went to prison and disappeared without a trace.

During the most difficult period, she had to work three jobs alone, and she needed relief from relatives to maintain her life.

Today, she's an attorney at one of Detroit's most prestigious law firms, and her life has changed.

Mo Mengchen asked: "Do you have any arrangements later?"

"Uh, Adrian is sleepy, I'm going to take him home."

Ephraim regretted that she brought her younger brother out to watch the game. At first, she just wanted to avoid embarrassment, but now, she missed the other party's invitation.

How rare?
He is usually invited by himself.

"In that case, let's go home together later." Mo Mengchen said, "Anyway, we will drop by."

"Okay, thank you."

Ephraim, who had always been eloquent, became a severe stutterer in front of Mo Mengchen, and Adrian pinched his sister's waist lightly.

"What are you doing?" Ephraim glared at him.

"The teacher said, it's better not to have a reason." Adrian said.

Ephraim pinched his face and said, "How old are you? What do you know?"

"See you later." Mo Mengchen nodded and turned to go to the dressing room.

This scene was seen by several idlers.

"Mo, who is that?" Ratliff leaned over and asked.

This is the time to assert your sovereignty.

Mo Mengchen said: "My date later." "Wow, is it such a standard title? How far have you guys gone?" Don Reid seemed to be more enthusiastic than Ratliff.

"Yeah, maybe we can help you?" Lore also wanted to get involved.

What the hell did I do to give these idiots the illusion that they could help me pick up girls?

"Thank you for your kindness, but you don't have to."

Mo Mengchen politely declined, but these guys still insisted on helping.

"If you have the kung fu, then go train hard and make up for what is lacking. This will help me, and I will save myself from thinking about these things all day long."

"Training can be practiced at any time, but you can't be sloppy. It's about your happiness. Your happiness is our happiness."

Even Mo Mengchen, who had seen countless strange patients, couldn't help but twitch his cheeks when he heard this sentence.

What do you mean my happiness is your happiness?
In fact, what Ratliff meant was this: Mo Mengchen is such a dreadful person, it's hard to get along with them at ordinary times, if the love life is not happy, can't they be tortured to the point of cruelty during training?This is the so-called "your happiness is our happiness".As for what Mo Mengchen thought, Ratliff and the others didn't know.

Afterwards, Mo Mengchen drove Ephraim and Adrian home.

In the car, Ephraim asked a lot of basketball-related questions, some of which were the most basic, which proved that she really knew nothing about basketball.

For her question, Mo Mengchen showed extraordinary patience. If this patience was seen by any Pistons player, he would definitely reprimand Mo Mengchen for valuing color and despising teammates.

"Just park here." Mo Mengchen's car drove to the gate of Garidon's apartment.

There are only a few old security guards at the door.

To be honest, with this level of defense, in a city with such a high crime rate in Detroit, it has to be said to be a miracle that it has been able to maintain zero crime for many years.

Someone said that these old men had supernatural powers, but Mo Mengchen didn't believe it at all.

"Goodbye." Mo Mengchen said.

"Goodbye." Ephraim pulled Adrian and said to him.

Mo Mengchen parked the car, and just got out of the car when his stomach growled.

"I didn't expect it to be so late." Mo Mengchen rubbed his stomach and said.

(End of this chapter)