You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 446 Angry but polite smile
Rashard Lewis sits in the little green room that only lottery prospects are invited into.

In order to sit here and enter the world's highest level basketball league in advance, he rejected the admission invitations from two universities. Those seemingly generous full scholarships could not meet his needs.

Because not long ago, Kevin Garnett, who was also a high school draft pick, signed a 6-year $1.2 million contract.

What is this concept?
The owner of the Kings, the Marouf Brothers, bought the Kings for only $2 million. Garnett was only 22 years old. His success has stimulated those who were promised a bright future by scouts to a certain extent, but he still needs to prove it in the college league. A high school student who can adapt to confrontation at an adult level.

This includes two high school students, Rashad Lewis and Al Harrington.

However, Lewis also knew that at that time, high school students did not mean supernovas like Garnett to the team. They might also, like the previous high school students, disappear like comets in the NBA with astonishing intensity of confrontation.

High school students are an unfinished product that needs to be cultivated for a long time. The media's cautious view of this new craze is: so far (98 years), high school players have very few successful cases in the league.Is Lewis ready to take on Grant Hill, Penny "Penny" Hardaway, Shaquille O'Neal?The outside world always asks this question.

The label of high school students as unfinished products is not without reason. As pioneers, they are closer to real high school students than the later James, a monster of accelerated evolution like flying on an airplane.

Lewis is an obvious example. When he declared for the 1998 NBA Draft, his profile clearly stated: 6 feet 10 inches, center.

Coupled with his fine shooting skills, it will be difficult for the draft network to exclude him from the lottery.

But as the season drew to a close, the rookies became more transparent, and even though Lewis' agent kept his secret promotional strategy, he still leaked.

At the beginning, some people found that when he stood with some real 6-foot-10 centers, he was obviously half a head shorter. There were more and more photos of him like a magic mirror. His height was considered to be watery.

So he could only change the publicity stunt to a 6-foot-8 forward who can shoot well, just like a young dark-skinned Bird.

A 6-foot-10 center who can shoot well is definitely more attractive than a 6-foot-8 center who can shoot well. However, Lewis is not worried. The media's prediction for him is still in the lottery zone. Past experience also shows that talented high school students Although he is not the most dazzling star in the draft, he can always be selected at a high position. In 95, Garnett, the pioneer of the wave of modern high school students, was the fifth overall pick; in 5, Kobe was the 1996th overall pick; in 13, Tracy McGrady was the eighth overall pick; so predicting that he will enter the lottery area is a This is a very normal thing-not to mention that 1997 was considered a draft year.

Lewis also has the most important source of confidence - as a local high school student in Houston, Lewis was very popular before the election, and the Rockets, who are entering the transition from old to new, hold three first-round picks, and they will certainly not hesitate to take out one of them. One spent on a potential local rookie.

All in all, sitting in the little green room, Lewis seems to have only one thing to worry about: should he stay in Houston, or go away?

He didn't worry about himself at all. At this time, seven people had been selected before him, and it was up to him soon.

The Rockets hold the eighth overall pick.

He is waiting.

The camera at the scene was also aimed at Lewis. He is a native of Houston, and he was in full swing for the Rockets before. From a local high school genius.

As a result, from Stern's mouth, the eighth young man who opened his hands to the NBA was Paul Pierce of the University of Kansas.

Before Stern spoke, Lewis had already arranged his clothes and was ready to stand up to accept the congratulations of the audience. As a result, the person whose name was called was not him.

Interestingly, Pierce, the eighth overall pick, was equally displeased because he always thought he would be picked in the top three.

With a face of "I'm not happy", he came to Stern and shook hands.

"The young man looked very lost."

"Yes, he seems to have been betrayed, as if this ending shouldn't be like this."

"However, he doesn't have to be discouraged. Houston still has the 14th and 18th picks in the first round. As long as he is still in this position, they will definitely not miss this highly anticipated local star."

Fuck it, I don't want to go to Houston!

Lewis, who felt betrayed, became angry. He began to hate the Rockets and hoped that other teams would snatch Stern before he was the 14th pick.

In his opinion, no matter what, he will not fall outside the 14th pick.

No matter how cruel the Rockets are, they should have selected him with the 14th overall pick, right?

In Detroit, thousands of miles away, Mo Mengchen walked into the kitchen after Stern finished his eighth pick. He knew that the good show was about to begin, and Lewis would experience a nightmare day.

"Did you get him?"

Ephraim asked.

She had no idea about rookies, and she didn't know how getting these rookies would help the Pistons, so she just asked casually.

Mo Mengchen smiled and said, "It's still early."

"That." Ephraim asked knowingly, "How about breakfast?"

See the tear stains on Henry's face?just like that
Mo Mengchen said hypocritically: "This is the best breakfast I've ever had."

"I'll be proud if you do this." Ephraim could tell that Mo Mengchen was coaxing her, but women just have the superpower to listen to everything as if it were a sincere heartfelt voice.

Then, Bunch Wells, Robert Traylor and others were taken away successively.

When the Bucks drafted Traylor, Mo Mengchen was still looking forward to whether he would exchange with the Kings, but unfortunately this did not happen. Traylor was originally the draft target of the Bucks, and the Kings were also very optimistic about Nowitzki.

At this point, Mo Mengchen accepted the fact that the king built a super warship.

In a few years, their drafts and trades of the past few years will be touted as textbook rebuilding operations.

Boldly selected talented high school students to perform badly, and then took out the team's All-Stars in exchange for draft picks. By accident, two lottery picks were made, and all future stars were selected.

Lewis waited for himself to be drafted before the 14th pick, and he could never wait for that moment.

Slowly, he still came to the 14th pick, and before he knew it, he was the only one left in the small green room.

He fell out of the lottery, and he's definitely the most embarrassing little green house lord of the decade.

Now, he only hopes that the Rockets will select him with the 14th pick in the first round. He no longer thinks about those boring things, he just wants to leave this position as soon as possible.

Every second here is torture.

Not to mention that the Rockets didn't like Lewis very much before, even if Mo Mengchen didn't get in the way, they wouldn't win Lewis.

After Lewis missed the Pistons' trial training, Mo Mengchen used the power of the media to blacken Lewis into charcoal.

From professionalism to potential to a series of instabilities in high school students, all of them are magnified. In addition, Lewis has always maintained a mystery and never conducts confrontational trials, which also makes those teams that have coveted him He was deterred, he no longer had the market for the first round, but he didn't know it.

Stern came to the stage again.

"1998 NBA Draft,"

Lewis tidied up his clothes again. Even if it wasn't the best ending, he still had to face the world with the sunniest side. Sooner or later, he would prove that there were not so many people in front of him in this dog-day draft.

"The Houston Rockets selected .Michael Dixon with the 14th pick in the first round, from the University of Arizona!"

Lewis sat there motionless as if struck by lightning.

He couldn't believe the Rockets had dropped him again.

That means he will continue to sit in this embarrassing green room, perhaps for a long time, and watch a lot of draft prospects who are not as good as him, and are included in the arms of the NBA before him.

Pride, self-esteem, gradually shattered, he bowed his head.

For the pick, he no longer needs, just thinking: any team will do, take me away from here quickly!

Lewis watched helplessly as rookies went up to the stage to shake hands with the president one after another, while he sat alone in the small green room.

Then came the Rockets' third first-round pick.

Lewis looked up, still hopeful.

result.

With their last pick, the Rockets selected Ricky Davis.

Seeing this scene, Mo Mengchen nodded silently.

Yes, everything is planned.

From the 1st pick to the 28th pick, Lewis has been sitting in the small green house.

Then, Stern walked to the stage again, ready to announce the name of the last first-round pick.

The Pistons of the team holding this draft pick.

They were the regular season champions of last season and have the picks at the end of the first round. Their selection has attracted much attention from the outside world, because in the past few years, their operations in the draft conference can be scored with an A grade.

"The Detroit Pistons selected .Rashad Lewis with the 29th pick in the first round!

"From Arif Elsk High School!"

After finally not falling into the second round, Lewis stood up regretfully, but he could finally leave this damn room.

He's starting to regret his decision, he should have gone to college, and if he can go to college, he can show the NBA that he has the talent to play the adult game.

Now, he can only accept this fact.

Put on a hat with the Pistons logo, walk up to the stage, and shake hands with the president.

He's smiling—after such an unlucky draft, he's still fucking smiling!
(End of this chapter)