You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 410 Sweeping and two-game losing streak
In Game 2 of the Eastern Conference Finals, the Pistons won again, leading the Bulls 0-[-].

When was the last time the Bulls were up 2 points after two playoff games?That goes back to many years ago, the legendary series against the Celtics, also in 86.

12 years ago, no one believed that Jordan would achieve what he is today.

Since then, the Bulls have never been led 2-0 after a two-game series.

Throughout the 90s, not many teams could win two series from them, let alone a 2-0 lead?
But this just happened. In the two games, the Bulls lost a total of 25 points.

"The saga is about to end?"

The outside world may see it this way, but the Pistons don't see it that way. It is not easy to win these two games, and it can be felt that the Bulls still have more energy to spare.

Early this morning, Mo Mengchen was leaving for Chicago, where they were going to play two games.

When Mo Mengchen woke up, it was already seven o'clock in the morning. He usually wakes up at six o'clock. Today he went to bed later than usual, but it didn't matter, because he didn't have to go to the hospital, and he had enough time to prepare breakfast and luggage.

Mo Mengchen glanced at Ephraim beside him.

Because he is about to go away, and he will go for several days, so last night they frantically
Mo Mengchen lowered his head and kissed Ephraim lightly on the forehead.

He smelled the fragrance of Ephraim, which is natural body fragrance. Speaking of this, he had to complain about Noah Sievers' body odor. It is a pity that she is a pure white woman with beautiful facial features and devil-like She has a tall figure, but she also has well-developed sweat glands, that is to say, she has deadly body odor.

If one day he has to choose between Ephraim and Sievers, this may become one of the factors that influence his decision.

A woman's body odor really affects the experience, it's true.

Mo Mengchen washed his face with cold water, the battle was imminent, but what he was thinking about was women's body odor.

Washing, brushing teeth, and getting dressed, it's almost 07:30 after finishing these things.

Mo Mengchen started to prepare breakfast.

It was Saturday and Ephraim was off, so she would sleep in later and he would have time to prepare a delicious breakfast before she woke up.

Ten minutes later, Madeira broke into the door.

It's becoming more and more unruly, why doesn't she know how to knock on the door?
Mo Mengchen cleared his throat, hoping she would notice his existence, and solemnly apologized for not knocking on the door.

Madeira glanced at him, thinking that her boss had a bad throat, and lowered her head again.

"Cough cough!"

"Do you want me to buy you some herbal tea to clear your throat?" Madeira asked kindly.

Three black horizontal bars appeared on Mo Mengchen's forehead, he turned around and asked, "Didn't you knock before entering the house?"

"I"

"Have you forgotten how many times you have influenced me to make out with Ephraim?"

"I didn't mean to"

"Not on purpose?" When Mo Mengchen wanted to go online, "not on purpose" couldn't be counted as a reason at all, "Is this your reason?"

So, Madeira took her things, walked outside the door, knocked on the door a few times, and then opened the door.

That's more or less.

Although Madeira doesn't know what the **** difference is.

Mo Mengchen was making breakfast seriously, and asked casually, "How's the date?"

Madela started going crazy after being stimulated by her best friend a while ago. She fished everywhere on Meilijiayuan, and went to the restaurant every night for a month, and she didn't know the result.

Madeira didn't want to tell the truth, because she encountered some unbearable strange things.

If she told what happened to her, Mo Mengchen would definitely laugh at her while she was in high spirits.

"Very good, there are so many polite and polite gentlemen on Meilijiayuan, I'm so blinded by it." Madeira looked very hypocritical.

Mo Mengchen said: "So, I should give you a vacation?"

"I didn't say that" Madeira didn't want to take a day off, she was already disgusted by the nightly date.

Mo Mengchen said: "No, I'm not an unreasonable and evil boss. You have worked very hard recently, so just stay here. Anyway, going away with me won't be of much help."

Speaking of this, Madeira couldn't say anything more, so she could only agree.

Madeira's reaction puzzled Mo Mengchen.

Since she said that she has dated a very good man on Meilijiayuan, then her mind should be diverted from work, why does she still want to work so much?

He gave her a rare day off, and she showed no ecstasy, no thanks, and a look of disgust that her wages were being fed to sharks.

Is a woman a creature too complicated?

Whenever Mo Mengchen observes women, he feels how innocent those rough men in the team are.Mo Mengchen can see through their thoughts at a glance. Even for an idiot like Grant Hill, who is hard for normal people to bear, you can find out his thoughts by talking to him in a quiet place, but a woman... this A creature is too complex.

Think about Noah Sievers a while ago, if it wasn't for that incident, he wouldn't know that Sievers loved him.

How does she hide herself?Mo Mengchen went to Sievers' office every day, picked on her, and took pleasure in canceling her office layout and her attire. Every time, she was so angry that she wanted to bite him on the neck.

Similarly, if it wasn't for that incident, Mo Mengchen wouldn't have realized that Sievers had a place in his heart.

Messy thoughts filled Mo Mengchen's mind, he forgot about the game and the team for a short while.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Mengchen reunited with the team.

At ten, the Pistons boarded a plane for Chicago.

Game3 Night
Before the opening, Hill made all his warm-up shots.

Really, not a single goal was conceded.

"It seems that you are in good condition tonight." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill said seriously: "Of course, depression will become a thing of the past."

I hope so.

After the opening, Hill carried the banner of the Pistons' offense.Whether facing Pippen or someone else's help defense, he can use his physical fitness and flexibility to score points.

Pippen knew that if he wanted to restrain Hill, who was in his prime and in excellent form, at the age of 33, the previous set was not enough. He seized every opportunity to provoke Hill and added unnecessary elements to the confrontation. Action, kept spraying trash in Hill's ear during the matchup.

Hill was clearly prepared tonight, and Pippen was calm and focused despite his frustrating face.

Not to mention that he didn't take advantage of it, Hill also put himself in it.In a low block defense, he was caught by the referee with a deliberate push on Hill's back.

Dissatisfaction with the penalty allowed him to receive his first technical foul in the finals.

Jordan was very dissatisfied with Pippen's restlessness. He blocked Pippen who was going to the backcourt, and stared at him to make the opponent explain his stupid behavior.

"Scott, you better fucking tell me what that is!"

Facing Jordan's stare, Pippen avoided the head teacher's eyes in embarrassment like a junior high school student who made a mistake.

When Hill's substitute, Mo Mengchen's classmate Don Reed, appeared on the stage, Bill Wharton, the commentator tonight, thought wisely that this was what Frauses wanted, so that Reed, who had a rough style of play, Pippen, who has already suffered a technical foul from Deremo.

The idea is naive.

Playing psychological warfare, Pippen is like a giant against a baby compared to Reid.

It took only 2 minutes for Pippen to make Ricky lose his mind.

Because he was dissatisfied with the referee's penalty, he took two fouls in a row and was quickly replaced by Frauses.

Although the scene was lively, the score never opened up. After the first three quarters, the Bulls led 82 to 80 by two points.

At the beginning of the fourth quarter, Jordan made a sudden effort.

Because of the extension of the three-point line, Jordan was affected. He had been stably maintaining around 40% of his three-point shooting in the previous seasons, and this season dropped to 28%.

With a bigger stage and stronger opponents, the basketball god's touch came at the right time. He scored two three-pointers in a row to open the score.

Hill tried to attack the penalty area and recover the points for the team, but the fiery touch gradually moved away from him.

At the end of the game, the Bulls recovered a round.

Three days later, Game4 was also played at the United Center in Chicago.

The first half of Game 15 was even tighter than Game [-], with the lead changing hands [-] times.The pain of being against the Bulls is that you don't know which one of the bulls in the herd is going to go crazy and hurt you.

The 38-year-old Rodman scored 8 points and 10 rebounds in a single quarter, including 7 offensive rebounds. He recovered the missed shots of his teammates again and again, so that the Pistons could only start a new round of defense in frustration.

The loss of a large number of offensive rebounds hit the Pistons hard, and Pippen found his touch, facing Hill, talking trash and hitting shots.

In the last 3 minutes of the third quarter, the hand feeling suddenly dropped, and there was a raise of the hand.

In the last game, Jordan broke out at the beginning of the fourth quarter, and this time it was Pippen who broke out late in the third quarter.

Scored 14 points with one man, helping the Bulls enter the fourth quarter with a 13-point advantage.

The Pistons have been chasing hard in the final quarter, but whenever they are about to grab the opponent's skirt, the Bulls always have a way to get rid of another position.

In the last quarter, Pippen beat Hill both offensively and defensively, and Mo Mengchen tried to chase points. He hit a three-pointer, but sprained his ankle when he landed.

His injury made people squeeze a cold sweat.

"I'm fine." Mo Mengchen exited with the help of his teammates.

He knew that his situation was not serious, but at this moment, Hill was blown up, and they needed to catch up with the starting stage.

Mo Mengchen's end was tantamount to strangling the Piston's last breath.

In the end, the Bulls won another game with a 10-point advantage, tying the game with a big score.

Another Tianwangshan battle.

In the next game, the battlefield will move to the Palace of Auburn Hills.

The Pistons held a press conference after the game, and Mo Mengchen went to the hospital for an MRI examination. The results showed that his ankle was only slightly sprained and he could recover within three days.

With two consecutive losses in away games, the series returned to the starting point, and the original relaxed atmosphere disappeared.

At this point, probably only Louis M. Lore would be happy.

Because the 10 yuan invested by him following Mo Mengchen brought him 700 million yuan in return.

Just yesterday, the Jazz unexpectedly swept the Lakers 4-0.

They made the Lakers the first 60-win team ever to be swept out.

Except for Mo Mengchen and Luo Er, no one dared to make such a bet.

Now that it has come true, the rewards are amazing.

Louis M. Lore, an insignificant marginal person, has now received a super gift that is 100 million more than Hill's annual salary. It would be nonsense to say that no one is jealous.

However, at that time, only those who had too much money to spend would bet with Mo Mengchen.

Luo Er's behavior was also regarded as a gesture of favor to Mo Mengchen, who knew it would be the result?

Now, Mo Mengchen's vision has been proven once again, it's too late to regret, coupled with the consecutive losses, this matter has gradually been forgotten.

That night, Mo Mengchen and Hill were waiting for the test results in the hospital.

He knew he was fine, but no one could rest assured until the results came out.

"Since you can predict the outcome of the Western Conference Finals, you should also be able to predict the game between us and the Bulls. Who will win in the end?"

Hill asked uncertainly.

"We." Mo Mengchen replied without thinking.

I hope it will be.

After tonight, Mo Mengchen didn't have absolute confidence anymore.

He doesn't know if his ankle can recover in three days. If he doesn't recover well by then, will he play with the injury?

Is it worth playing with injuries?

He has never advocated playing with injuries. Ironically, he is now facing such a choice.

(End of this chapter)