You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 690 Because of you, I fell in love with this world (Hot Gagen 35)

"Who would have thought that Dor.Mo didn't have a free throw feel throughout the game, but closed his eyes and scored the game-killing free throw at the end?"

"This is Dor.Mo, and this magical story will happen to him!"

"Cry, Los Angeles!"

The commentator's gloating caused the Lakers a few more wounds, and the Lakers teammates on and off the field were all hurt.

O'Neill stood still, unable to believe what had just happened.

Kobe's expression was gloomy. This kind of failure was unbearable. Mo Mengchen's two free throws that killed the game were his fouls. Even if he was carrying out Jackson's instructions, this kind of failure was extremely painful for him.

Zen Master stood limp, wishing it was a nightmare.

It seemed that every time he plotted against Mo Mengchen, something like this would happen.

The last time was two years ago, when Mo Mengchen, who seemed to have no one-on-one ability, suddenly went berserk and scored 22 points to take away the game.

And tonight, it was also the sixth game. In order to drag the game to the tiebreaker, Zen master planned the whole plan, but in the end, Mo Mengchen ruthlessly defeated him in the most cruel and direct way.

Who would have thought?Before the last two free throws, the guy made a total of nine free throws in the fourth quarter, only made two of them, and missed six free throws in a row before the last two free throws.

He made two free throws with his eyes closed at the last moment, which can only explain one thing.

All the Lakers saw was his disguise, and he was fine from the start.

From the beginning, he decided to end the game like this.

The Zen master was powerless. He wanted to destroy Mo Mengchen in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect
Next, he will face a flood of attacks.

Leading by 1 point at the last moment, he took the initiative to let Mo Mengchen go to the free throw line. The media, the so-called professionals, would not study this game or speculate on what happened.

What's worse now is that they have to witness their opponents win the championship at home. What is certain is that when they walk out of Auburn Hills, there will be a large number of fans humiliating them and attacking them in groups, wishing to die here with their bodies .

Dor.Mo buried their spirit and soul on the field, and Zen master doesn't know how long it will take the team to recover, maybe a day or two, maybe months, maybe years, maybe forever.

The first person to shake hands with Mo Mengchen was Kobe.

"I don't want to foul you, Phil is too confident, he shouldn't be more cunning than the most cunning fox in the world!" Speaking of this, Kobe was still full of unwillingness, "We will definitely come back here!"

"Then I can only offer the most hypocritical blessing." Mo Mengchen gently held Kobe's hand, "May you sleep peacefully tonight."

Kobe shook off Mo Mengchen's hand violently, and walked away angrily.

O'Neal refused to shake hands with Mo Mengchen. He walked away arrogantly, unwilling to admit defeat. This move caused the fans to boo wildly. He was not only unmannered, but also extremely rude.

This is just right, Mo Mengchen is not interested in shaking hands with him anyway.

They have formed an irresolvable feud with the Lakers. With the personnel structure of the two teams, they will still be the favorites for the championship next season. Today's victory cannot determine what will happen tomorrow.

There are still Lakers players who are willing to shake hands with Mo Mengchen. They are all small players. They don't play much during the game and can only cheer off the court. Mo Mengchen's performance is deeply engraved in their hearts.

What these tramp-like role players lack most is a sense of belonging. They are not sure where their final destination is. Therefore, they will always try their best to impress their opponents, because they will become teammates tomorrow if they are not guaranteed.

Finally, Mo Mengchen walked towards the Zen master.

Zen master and Westphal had just blessed each other, and now he had to bless this bastard who almost made him angry.

"Congratulations, you are worthy of the championship." A hypocrite must have hypocrisy.

"You're welcome, but it's actually thanks to you." Mo Mengchen didn't want to accept Zen Master's kindness, he smiled lightly, "If it wasn't for your clever calculation, this game might not be so easy."

easily
Mo Mengchen's words made Zen master angry. They lost this game, but they only lost 1 point. The Pistons won a very thrilling victory. He actually said it was easy?
"Arrogance will lead you into the abyss sooner or later." The Zen Master said with a cold face.

"That's why you lost." Mo Mengchen sneered so disgustingly on Zen Master's face, "You are afraid of the abyss, but I embrace the abyss, tonight's game is proof, no matter how many times you play, Coach Jackson, I will tell the truth .”

Dor.Mo's eyes almost passed through the Zen master's glasses, through the window of the soul: "We will all win."

Speaking of which, there is no need to pretend anymore.

The Zen master tore off the mask and said coldly: "We will come back here, and everything we have today will be returned a hundredfold. Dor. Mo, I swear, we will knock you down from the throne!"

"Hahaha~~" Mo Mengchen laughed mockingly, "You should find a way to keep the handsome position first, Coach Jackson, your final arrangement, in the eyes of many people, is simply like the undercover agent we sent, even me I wonder if our boss secretly transferred millions to your Swiss bank account"

After leaving these words, Mo Mengchen turned and walked towards the player tunnel.

The master's anger was getting stronger and stronger, and he thought he would never have such emotions again.

This kind of emotion can only appear when the Bulls are fighting wits with Jerry Krause at the end of the Bulls period. After a year of recuperation at home, he finally finds the opportunity to prove himself again. The Lakers invite him to join. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. , he was going to lead this team that had been sinking for many years back to the top, but as a result
The result tonight is the answer he handed over.

The media will not be satisfied, the players will not be satisfied, and he will not be satisfied.

Every word of Mo Mengchen made him even angrier.

"F***!!"

Walking in the player tunnel, Zen master vented his anger vulgarly.

Hill was still waiting for him at the intersection of the players' tunnel. Mo Mengchen slowly removed the sticker on his right ring finger. The blood on it had dried up. It was a bloody finger.

"What would you do if they didn't foul at the end?" Hill asked.

"Throw that goal." Mo Mengchen said.

Mo Mengchen's self-confidence is always too good to be believed, but you can't question his words.

Hill could only shake his head.He is also a human being, compared with Mo Mengchen, although he has some advantages in other aspects, but in terms of his ability to understand people's hearts, control the overall situation, and make the final decision at critical moments, compared with Mo Mengchen, he is like the gap between heaven and earth.

Walking to the door of the dressing room, Mo Mengchen put his hand on the doorknob: "Guess, how much champagne is facing you behind this door, and how much champagne is facing me?"

"Think about how you usually treat them," Hill said gloatingly, "Don't you know?"

That's true, but it's too unfair. I won the championship with you, and then you bathe me with champagne?
What am I drawing?
Mo Mengchen thought depressedly, and opened the door.

"surprised!"

Hill miscalculated one thing, that is, their teammates rarely have the opportunity to play tricks on Dad and Mom without getting any punishment, so how could they keep it so easily?So, as soon as the door opened, there were about ten jets of champagne sprayed on Momundchen and Hill at the same time.

"You bastards, I can't spare you!"

Mo Mengchen picked up the champagne on the ground and sprayed it back. A person's strength is limited. With such a high hatred value on his body, he was suppressed on the spot and pushed into a corner by a group of people. The mighty Dor.Mo also has weak moments.

The carnival lasted for more than ten minutes. The last one who got caught was Westphal. After spraying him all over, everyone finally had a good time. They changed into the championship T-shirt that they wore last year but redesigned this year to look more beautiful. .

Everyone returned to the field, cheers were everywhere.

The Pistons stepped onto the championship stage at home. No matter how cool it is to win the away game, at home, the honor of bringing honor to the whole city and rushing to the mind from the sole of the foot is not available in the away game.

"A season of glory must have a result. I am honored to announce here that in the 1999-2000 season, the NBA champion is the Detroit Pistons!"

Joe Dumars on the left, Mo Mengchen on the right, and Westphal in the middle, holding the cup together.

After Stern handed out the trophy, he patted Mo Mengchen's shoulder lightly, which meant to express his appreciation.

After Jordan retired, the world thought that the NBA would be affected by the departure of the flying man and the lockout. The Pistons rose strongly and led the trend. Not only did it not make the NBA decline, but it made it more prosperous.

In this year's finals, the average ratings reached 15, and the peak of tonight's game even reached 18, second only to the sixth game of the 1998 finals.

Mo Mengchen and the Pistons have made great contributions to the promotion of the NBA, which is exactly the meaning of Stern's shot.

That is encouragement, that is gratitude, that is "please keep going".

There is no suspense about the award of the MVP of the finals. Even if Hill performed well in the sixth game, it could not prevent Mo Mengchen from being elected unanimously.

"He's the most popular star ever in Detroit!"

"He's a nice Aussie!"

"He won two championships for Detroit with the most elegant skills and the most courageous courage!"

"Tonight, we crown him!"

"In the 1999-2000 season, the NBA Finals Most Valuable Player was—Dor~~~~Mo!!!"

The much-anticipated "MVP" call resounded throughout Auburn Hills. Mo Mengchen stepped out of the crowd. What does it mean to him to win the Finals MVP?
Win double MVP?

No, to him it only means that 30 attributes have been allocated.

He took the trophy from Bill Russell and lifted it gently, all he could see was Ephraim.

Mo Mengchen couldn't help touching the ring in his pocket, it was now.

Just after the finals MVP presentation ceremony ended, the DJ on the scene suddenly came out to grab the show: "Please sit down, fans. There is an emergency at the Palace of Auburn Hills. No one is allowed to leave!"

The people at the scene were curious, what happened?
"Now let's give our applause to Dor.Mo's girlfriend - Ephraim Orrena!"

what's the situation?
Mo Mengchen was about to propose, but what happened in front of him made him too smart to react. The teammates around him looked like they were watching the show, and he looked at Ephraim who stood up from his seat stupidly.

"Doctor Mo, first of all congratulations on winning the championship, but I didn't stand up to congratulate you."

"Ohhhh"

Rashid and the others opened their mouths, feeling that there was really a good show to watch this time.

Mo Mengchen listened carefully.

"I want to inform you that you have been taken to court by me."

"what?"

The audience at the scene didn't know what happened, but they always felt that something terrible would happen next.

Mo Mengchen continued to look at him, he really admired Ephraim, and dared to pick this kind of time to make trouble.

Ephraim took a deep breath, she had already prepared her speech, and it was now: "I accuse you of ignoring my will, only knowing to evade, and being obedient!"

"Ohhhhhh"

Not to mention Rashid, even Hill and Alan Houston were stunned, and the audience booed one after another.

Ephraim paused for a few seconds, and said loudly, "I judge you to marry me. This is the final judgment. The defendant cannot appeal!"

"Ohhhhhhh!!!"

Dor.Mo was proposed?
By his girlfriend!

On the night of his championship, in front of 2 people - because the live broadcast is not over, it may be in front of people all over the world - is this true?

The live DJ quickly handed over the microphone to Mo Mengchen, who needed to answer.

Mo Mengchen touched the proposal ring in his pocket with a wry smile, it seemed that he didn't need it anymore?

This kind of thing can happen to me?But a lot of amazing things have happened tonight, and this one is not bad.

He needs to give Ephraim an answer.

"I used to have nothing and no one cared about it." Mo Mengchen said to Ephraim, "I always tell myself that I should cherish everything in front of me. I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. My world was once dark and there was no hope. Yan, because of you, I fell in love with this world."

"So, if I'm really going to be the first man in the world to be proposed to."

Mo Mengchen looked straight at Ephraim.

"My answer is yes."

(End of this chapter)