You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 425 You Are Not Missing

It was already twelve o'clock at noon when we got back to Garleton's apartment.

Aaron Bennett helped Mo Mengchen take out the luggage and asked, "Is there anything else I need to do?"

"No need, you can do it yourself."

The subtext was to stay cool and stay, he hoped Bennett could understand.

Mo Mengchen pulled his luggage and walked out of the parking lot, and then heard ear-piercing screams, yes, it was his fans.

Some people went to the airport, and some people came to the bottom of the pot and blocked the parking lot of the Garleton apartment.

Mo Mengchen was dumbfounded. He hated that the parking lot was too exposed, and he couldn't sneak out of here. He could only stop Bennett and ask him to call the security guard over to maintain order.

"Mo, it seems that they are not all stupid pigs."

Bennett said with a grin.

No matter how stupid a person is, he will become smarter if he suffers too much.

It wasn't once or twice that Mo Mengchen sent fans pigeons. There must be many fans who have returned at the airport many times without success, so he came up with this method.

Whenever this happens, Mo Mengchen wants to buy the entire nearby street, put in the people he hired to do business, and use these people as eyeliner to guard against fans.

But the cost of this matter is very high, and the object of prevention is not terrorists, but idiots who have no ill intentions towards him. Although they have done a lot of idiots, they are still on Mo Mengchen's side in essence, and he can't do them Too much, unless you can't help it.

Dozens of security guards rushed to clear the way when they heard that the boss was stuck in the parking lot by the idiots. They were tall, muscular, and vicious, and they were hard to deal with.

Under their protection, Mo Mengchen entered the apartment while waving to the fans.

"If anyone sneaks into the apartment, you'll lose your salary for the month."

As soon as he entered the apartment, Mo Mengchen's smile disappeared.

Saying this sentence made the security guard look helpless, those people are not pests, why are they afraid of being like this?

Mo Mengchen is also helpless, if he knew today, why bother?If the real identity is not exposed at the Grammys, there are still a few days of peaceful life now.

Those days of living in paradise were long gone, and he had to accept that fact.

Room 250 in Garleton Apartment
This place really needs to be renovated, and Mo Mengchen plans to reorganize this place at the end of the season.

There was no condition before, but now there is no time.

He will only become more and more busy in the future. Taking advantage of the approaching offseason, he will renovate Garriton and add some alarm facilities. It is best to make it look like the mansion of the villain in the American blockbuster, with all kinds of alarm machines across the ages. .

Mo Mengchen opened the room and saw that Adrian was watching TV with Jessica from 260, and Madeira was lying on the sofa in an unhealthy posture and reading the newspaper.

"Doctor Mo!"

Hearing the child's movement, Madeira quickly changed into a lady's sitting position.

Does she think she still has any image in my eyes?
Mo Mengchen was amused by Madeira's reaction, stared at her for a while, and said, "You can continue to lie down like a slob."

"I, I." Madeira wanted to defend herself, but unfortunately, she ran out of words.

Adrian mentioned last night's game and helped Madeira out: "Doctor Mo, last night's game was great, my sister and I were so excited that we couldn't sleep all night!"

"Really?" Mo Mengchen glanced at Jessica and asked, "Aren't you going to school today?"

The explanation given by Adrian surprised Mo Mengchen, because the Pistons won the game last night, so their school decided to have a day off.

It can only be said that private schools are willful.

"What about Jessica? Are you on vacation too?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Jessica nodded, "Yes, because today is Larry Bird Day."

Well, Detroit actually has a Larry Bird Day?
Mo Mengchen would not be surprised at all if Boston has Bird Day, Big Bird Day, or Bird Eat, Sleep and Play Day, which are popular festivals.

Bird is one of the most successful superstars in the history of the Celtics, second only to Lord of the Rings Russell and Iron King Havlicek, and he was active in the era when the NBA was about to collapse, and saved the league with the magician. Their popularity and popularity are by no means comparable to those two prehistoric superstars who were active in black and white videos in the 70s or even 60s.

Detroit actually has a Larry Bird Day?
All Bird brought to Detroit was pain.

One of the most famous three-time former title winners in Celtics history, Bird stole the Smiling Assassin's serve in the final seconds of the Eastern Conference Finals 11 years ago, and within seconds passed it to a cutting Dennis Johnson. Layup buzzer lore.

That shot killed Detroit's spirits and delayed their rendezvous with the Lakers in the final for a year.

"Today is May 5th?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Madeira nodded.

That's right.

The last game 11 years ago was on May 5th. Perhaps it is to let people remember this scene that made the whole city sad, so there will be such a festival.

It’s just that I didn’t expect that some schools would have a holiday on this day. From this point of view, the principal of this school must be a diehard basketball fan, and these children may not know the inside story of this festival, and may even make Larry Bird As their hero, I wonder if this is ironic?
Mo Mengchen put down his luggage and prepared lunch.

He first called Ephraim and told her about the situation at home.

"Is my sister back?"

Adrian asked.

"No, she has to prepare a case, and the trial will start in the afternoon." Mo Mengchen said.

"YES!"

Adrian pumped his fat fist excitedly, showing how happy he was.

Because if Ephraim was around, he would definitely control his appetite. His weight is definitely overweight for a 12-year-old child.

Mo Mengchen didn't regard this as a problem, he envied these people who could eat fat.

It's different like him. It's hard to gain weight in normal times. A fat guy like Adrian who eats whatever he eats is simply the chosen one in his eyes.

"Oh, I really envy you, you will get fat no matter what you eat."

Mo Mengchen made a greasy lunch, and Adrian was happy.

"Doctor Mo, do you think my sister likes to worry about it? I will definitely be able to lose weight in the future, but it's okay to be fat now? When I grow taller, won't the flesh on my body be shared?"

Adrian said in a daze.

That's why there are so many fat people in this world.

Mo Mengchen didn't bother to correct Adrian.

Madeira wanted to destroy the child's dream: "This is different, as you grow taller, you will also gain weight."

Adrian was eating chicken wings. Hearing what she said, his teeth seemed to be broken and he couldn't bite down.

Jessica, who was sitting next to Adrian, asked Mo Mengchen: "Doctor Mo, is this true?"

If Mo Mengchen's answer was yes, he would definitely not dare to eat it.

Mo Mengchen enjoys watching others eat the food he made. The happier they eat, the more satisfaction he gets.

Madeira insisted on ruining this special moment.

"She's right, as you grow, you gain weight, but we can also lose weight."

The two small children came back to life.

"Can"

"To shut up!"

Mo Mengchen stopped Medela who wanted to spoil the atmosphere.

Madeira's performance speaks volumes about how scary it can be to date a woman who isn't ideal.

These days, she has found seven or eight dates in Meilijiayuan, but unfortunately, she doesn't like any of them.

No, it's not just that it's not pleasing to the eye, compared with those people, Mo Mengchen's shortcomings can't be regarded as shortcomings.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Mengchen saw that something was wrong with her, and after lunch, he sat on the sofa and switched TV channels casually.

"After my several experiments, I'm very pessimistic about the prospect of that dating site." Madeira said disappointedly, "There are too many perverted users!"

Her complaint did not attract Mo Mengchen's attention.

Although there are other users complaining like Madeira, but that is a small number, there are still many people who succeed here hand in hand.

What does this mean?Explain that metamorphosis is only a small part.

Moreover, it is very likely that they have problems with the conditions for selecting objects.

"If Meijiayuan really has a lot of perverted users, our website will not survive."

"Then why."

"If you meet perverted objects every time, it means that the problem lies with you." Mo Mengchen asked, "What are your screening criteria?"

Hearing this, Madeira took out her list of conditions.

Good facial features, excellent character and learning, stable income, own house and car, caring, accept small pets, dedicated, serious about relationships, have long-term plans for the future, no violent tendencies
After reading the whole twenty items, Mo Mengchen only read half of them and wanted to crumble the list and throw it into the trash can.

"Are you looking for a human?" Mo Mengchen asked angrily.

"As long as half of it is met is enough." Medela thought that her requirements were not high.

"Even men who cover half of the advantages here are rare. Even if there are, why do people look for them on Meilijiayuan? Do you think they are as unlucky as you?"

Mo Mengchen won't give up until he breaks Medela's heart.

Madeira said aggrievedly: "Then what should I do?"

"The conditions are narrowed down to five, the five that you think are the most important. Don't tell me that these conditions are all necessary. If that's the case, you should be prepared to die alone. There is no man on earth who is suitable for you."

Mo Mengchen was both mean and concerned.

Madeira stared at Mo Mengchen for a long time.

"Did you hear what I said?" Mo Mengchen asked.

"Oh"

Madeira finally kept the no-item indicators including specificity, and she looked much more normal.

She was quickly matched through the background of the website and was notified quickly.

"Tomorrow evening?"

Madeira thought of the game, which was the most important game for the Pistons this year, and she wanted to watch it live.

"There are countless people cheering for me at the scene, and there is no shortage of you." Mo Mengchen continued to change the TV channel, "Let's go on a date."

(End of this chapter)