You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 411 The Crazy Male Monkey
On May 5, the third day after Mo Mengchen sprained his ankle.

When he got up today, he deliberately moved his ankle from various angles, and he felt slight pain, but as long as he could move around, the pain could be completely ignored.

Can it really be ignored?Mo Mengchen stared at his ankle.

There is pain, which is a warning from the body, and he has not fully recovered.

But this game cannot be lost tonight, he must play.

Mo Mengchen walked into the living room and saw Madeira's expression was dull.

"It seems that the date last night was not going well." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

Trapped by a foot injury, he can only use these things to divert attention.

Medela can no longer pretend that her date is going well, she met a pervert last night: "We should strictly censor registered users on Meijiayuan!"

Mo Mengchen made a cup of skimmed milk: "Why?"

"I met a psychopath last night!" Madeira complained angrily. "He made some crazy demands!"

Mo Mengchen's focus is always different: "Then have you satisfied him?"

"I gave him a shoulder throw, is this considered satisfying?" Madeira was still outraged.

Regarding the fact that she threw someone over the shoulder, Mo Mengchen didn't believe it at all.

If Madeira really had this ability, he should have been smashed to pieces by now, right?
Mo Mengchen was very self-aware about this matter.

He didn't believe that Madeira would resist the urge to keep her job, even though it was true.

"Will you play tonight?" Madeira knew about his injury.

Now, Mo Mengchen can be considered to be able to understand what kind of psychological burden those players who play with injuries carry.

In theory, he shouldn't play, he has to wait until he is fully recovered before playing.

But now the team simply cannot do without him.

"Yes." Mo Mengchen said, "I will fight for a long time."

That night, the Palace of Auburn Hills.

As early as noon, the Pistons announced with great fanfare that Mo Mengchen would return tonight.

Some fans are happy and some are not.

They think that the team's announcement of this matter with such great fanfare will make the Bulls take precautions, why not put a smoke bomb or something?

Regarding this matter, there have also been discussions within the Pistons.

It was Mo Mengchen's request that no smoke bombs were released in the end.

"It makes no difference whether the Bulls know I'm going to play now or wait until the night. We've played four games and there's no reservations."

Mo Mengchen unilaterally decided on this matter.

Warming up before the game, Mo Mengchen made a three-pointer with his left hand and right hand, and the shot was flawless, and he felt hot.

This is rare good news. If he can maintain this touch, he can properly reduce his breakthroughs tonight, and even return to his rookie season style of play, which might catch the Bulls off guard.

Mo Mengchen in his rookie season and Mo Mengchen in Prophet played completely differently.

At that time, he relied on one-handed three-pointers to score, but now, he has evolved into a threatening scorer in any position.

"It's great that you're okay."

Before the game, Jordan came to greet him, in front of Hill's face: "Without you, Detroit is vulnerable."

"No, we still have Grant Hill, but if the Bulls don't have you, you won't even qualify for the playoffs." Unprofessional rednecks who chose to have surgery at the beginning of the season for their own self-interest, without you, the Bulls should be praying to God in the lottery instead of standing here and playing us."

Pippen, who was shot for no reason, couldn't bear it: "How much do you think you know?"

Mo Mengchen responded sarcastically: "It's more than you imagined. Didn't you claim that you would never play for Chicago again? Why are you so cheeky to wear this jersey now? You are so selfish, you deserve this outstanding team?"

Pippen nearly lost control, and Jordan pulled the man away.

"Mo, stop talking nonsense, let's see the truth on the court." Jordan dropped this sentence and took away the distraught Pippen.

Hill didn't speak. That's his style. When Jordan made a provocation, he just listened and didn't answer.

With one against two, Mo Mengchen sprayed away Jordan and Pippen before he said, "Is your ankle really okay?"

"It still hurts."

Mo Mengchen told the truth.

Hill's face flashed, and he said, "If it was me who was injured, you would definitely prevent me from playing, right?"

"No, this is just a minor injury, as long as you pay attention to protection, it will be fine." Mo Mengchen turned and walked towards his own basket.

Hill didn't say a word, he remembered what Mo Mengchen did last year.

Mo Mengchen made Hill believe him.

Hill chose to believe it. After a truce in the crucial game, Mo Mengchen really led the team to eliminate the Eagles and advance to the semi-finals.

But tonight, he didn't have the courage to straighten his back and ask Mo Mengchen to do the same thing.

Without Mo Mengchen, he is not sure to lead the team to defeat the Bulls, even if it will make Mo Mengchen's injury worse, and then think of the opponent's injury history.

Mo Mengchen took a huge risk for tonight's game.

This made Hill both blamed and angry.

In the commentary booth, Bill Wharton, who was the guest commentator, broke the news: "I have an absolutely reliable insider. Dor.Mo's ankle has not healed. According to the informant, he can feel a slight pain every time he exercises. pain."

The news made the audience nervous.

Mo Mengchen expected that the news would leak out, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Is that true?" Houston asked.

"Don't worry about it." Mo Mengchen took the ball and responded to his teammates' inquiries, "I cherish my body more than you."

Dumars said: "We just hope that you don't overdraw your future for one game."

This sentence is too exaggerated.

If Mo Mengchen's injury was really serious enough to prevent him from playing, he would not force himself to play.He chose to play because the team needs it and the situation is not that serious.

"Don't worry."

Mo Mengchen repeatedly emphasized.

The game is about to start, and the Pistons will start with the original five.

The same is true for the Bulls. The series has reached the fifth game, and neither side has made any lineup adjustments to target their opponents.

When Mo Mengchen came to the field, Harper looked at him with concern: "I heard that your injury is still not healed, it really makes people feel distressed."

Shameful psychological warfare.

Mo Mengchen asked: "Will you give me a seat for this?"

Harper said hypocritically: "I would love to do that, but I can't, please forgive me."

Hypocritical bastard.

Jump balls are still a no-brainer. Ratliff can block shots, rebound and hit jumpers from the free throw line, but he just can't help the team get to the ball.

Maybe we should start Lauderdale as a pseudo-starter, come up for a jump ball every game, and then come off.

The Bulls put Jordan in the post on the first possession.

Jordan leaned against Houston and formed an outer triangle on the offensive end with Pippen and Harper.

Longley also pulls out to the baseline, and his range isn't that far, but his mid-range can't be ignored.

Rodman was wandering around the paint area, waiting for Jordan to make a shot, and then he was ready to grab the rebound.

Jordan's back hit made the Pistons' defense shrink, and Pippen missed the outside line.

The flying man passed the ball, and Batman made a three-pointer.

"boom!"

Pippen missed a shot, but the game had just begun. Rodman accurately judged the position of the rebound and did not compete with Barkley. His prediction was not available to the latter.

The duel with Rodman proved that Barkley is far inferior to Rodman as a blue-collar.

Rodman grabs the offensive rebound and passes to Pippen.

Pippen made another three-pointer.

"boom!"

Still missed, Barkley assisted Hill to grab a defensive rebound.

"The Piston's Counterattack!"

Hill rushed upfield, didn't wait for anyone else to get in position, and stepped on the free throw line to score a jumper.

"Grant brings the first goal of the night!"

2 is better than 0
Hill turned around and ran to the rear. He had to take on more, which was the goal he set for himself.

Mo Mengchen defended as usual, Harper didn't feel that he was injured, and his defense was no worse than before.

"Is that fake news?" Harper asked.

Of course Mo Mengchen would not give him an answer, and continued to press, forcing Harper to pass the ball.

Pippen got the ball, gave up a three-pointer, dribbled the ball to the low post, and forced Hill.

Two guys of similar size play in the low post, and the guy with the stronger core will win.

Pippen has several years more experience than Hill, and he knows how to create opportunities in this situation.

The power comes from the center of the body, and Pippen's body slams behind him. Hill feels a huge pressure pushing him away, which prevents him from interfering immediately after Pippen's shot.

Fortunately, Pippen's touch was not very good, and the ball was missed again.

"It's Rodman again!"

Vinier Johnson cried out in love and hate.

This old guy who grabbed offensive rebounds in a row once made great contributions to the Pistons' two championships.

Barkley was extremely angry when Rodman took the board off his face.

Rodman made a second attack under the basket. Barkley's arm was as thick as a tree trunk, and he slammed Rodman's shoulder.

"Beep!"

Rodman was knocked to the ground, but still put the ball in the basket.

Barkley raised his hand angrily, but Rodman, who was supposed to be in pain, bit his lip and made his teammates dance with him in an excited look.

His value has never been just rebounding and defense.

Seeing him bouncing around the half court like a male monkey in heat, provoking the fans at the scene, it was hard not to ignite the blood of his teammates who fought side by side with him.

"Chuck, keep calm." Mo Mengchen shouted.

Barkley waved yes, and he regretted it too.

Given another chance, he'd hit harder, and he promised to keep Rodman from getting up and going crazy.

But he can't turn back time like Jay Chou in "Slam Dunk", so he can only regret while watching Rodman bring the atmosphere of the whole team.

"Shh!"

Rodman made a hit with an extremely non-standard posture and added a penalty.

5 is better than 2
(End of this chapter)