You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 730
"My shots are like candied fruit!!!"

When Jordan hit The shot, he jumped, jumped and punched, and the teammates who came up to join in the fun were measured and didn't do anything to him.

Lewis is different, except for the third grader who is useless in shooting, and his tail is cocked high after scoring a goal. Houston, who gave up the chance of lore, was the first to go up to him: "If you don't make a shot, I will kill you." yours!"

Where there was the first, there was the second, and then even the guys sitting off the court joined in on the party.

Mo Mengchen and Hill stood far away, watching the group of people fighting.

"That's what you wanted to do from the start?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen shook his head and said, "No, the coach wants us to fight like this."

Hill couldn't understand this, because Westphal didn't even call a timeout at the last moment, and completely handed over the game to the players. It can only be said that they lived up to the coach's expectations and won the game in an almost perfect way .

"That's for the best, though, isn't it?" Hill asked with a smile.

"I just hope that some people are worthy of all this." Mo Mengchen stared at the audience.

Hill was not good at charades, and he was too lazy to guess the answer. He chose to step forward and join this seemingly stupid carnival.

On the other hand, the Lakers looked extremely depressed. A Christmas game that was expected by fans all over the world ended up like this. They had 99 ways to win, but they ended up losing.

"Why are you passing the ball?"

Kobe walked up to Mo Mengchen and took the initiative to ask questions.

Because the play is over.

Mo Mengchen's official answer was: "Because I listen to the coach."

Kobe smiled sarcastically: "I also listen to the coach."

But Mo Mengchen won and Kobe lost.Mo Mengchen won because he listened to the coach, and Kobe thought they lost because he listened too much to the coach.

Tonight's game proves that Zen Master is not always right. His success in the Bulls is inseparable from Jordan and Pippen. Maybe he doesn't want to train another Jordan, maybe he likes sharks more. In short, Kobe's trust in Zen Master has nothing to do with him Respect, is disappearing fast.

The conversation between Mo Mengchen and Kobe had no beginning and no end.

Depressed, Peter Pan turned around and walked towards the player tunnel. Looking at Kobe's leaving back, Mo Mengchen thought to himself, the seeds have germinated.

"Mo, how do you evaluate tonight's game?"

"A good game is enough to feast the eyes of the fans."

"How do you evaluate Lewis' last lore?"

"Rashad has always said that his shooting is like candied fruit." Mo Mengchen nodded and admitted something that was enough to make Lewis so excited that he couldn't sleep. "Indeed, I admit that his shooting is like candied fruit."

Although it was only admitted in front of the media, it was enough, after all, Mo Mengchen was called "Durian Boy" all day long.

Durian what the hell is that?Lewis is heartless and cheerful all day long, but who knows the pain in his heart?Today can be regarded as elated.

After the press conference, the three Pistons and Westphal walked into the channel together.

The media thing is finally over, but there are still some things that need to be done.

"Why are you passing the ball?" Mo Mengchen asked.

You know, Mo Mengchen didn't greet Houston in advance, and whether to pass the ball in the end depends entirely on his own decision.

In his situation, he can choose to shoot and hit the lore, which can stabilize his position in the team.

"It's like you take fewer shots," Houston said.

"I don't need to score to prove myself."

"I don't need to rely on lore to stabilize my position."

It's a shame Ricky Davis doesn't understand what a guy like Houston understands.

What is yours will always be yours. No matter how awkward you are or how you prove yourself, what belongs to you will always come to you naturally.

The Pistons three and Westphal entered the locker room together.

All were seated except Jerome Williams, who was absent.

"Jerome has gone to the hospital for an examination, and the results will be available tonight." Westphal briefly explained the situation.

According to the previous rules, it should be corrected at this moment, but the atmosphere is obviously wrong.

"We won the game, which is gratifying, but it also exposed many problems." Westphal was about to speak, when Mo Mengchen stepped forward and said with a faint smile, "Coach, let me talk about it."

Westphal is suitable for many things, but it is not suitable for holding criticism meetings at this time.

Dislikes should be done by people who are hated.

No one is more suitable than Dor.Mo, a demon who is so feared that people can't hate him, is there anyone more suitable than him?

Hill consciously took a step back, something was going to happen next.

"There is no way to correct a mistake tonight." Westphal said.

Then, he gave up his position.

Mo Mengchen stepped forward, approaching Ricky Davis.

There is no need to hide anymore.

"Ricky, why do you think you can start?"

Mo Mengchen took the initiative to attack, just like a sudden car accident, Davis couldn't react at all.

"Why?!" Mo Mengchen's tone became more serious, and Davis was even more afraid to answer.

"Because you can grab rebounds? Because you have more assists than Alan? So you think you are more suitable to start?" Mo Mengchen pressed repeatedly.

Davis's eyes dodged, but he still didn't dare to answer.

"Let me tell you a fact." Mo Mengchen's words fell like icy rain, "I'm afraid no one is willing to fight by your side."

"Because you are selfish, because you only think about yourself, and because you never know how to think about the collective." Mo Mengchen said with regret, "I thought everyone could change, but now it seems that I was wrong. Some people Maybe it will change and some won't, like I can't expect Rashid to stop messing with referees for his temper..."

Rasheed couldn't sit still.

"Just like I can't expect Jamal to stand up like a man and play a performance worthy of talent against the Sharks."

Magloire was also sitting on pins and needles.

"So, I can't expect you to change." Mo Mengchen looked at Davis disappointedly, "I should have known that you, a selfish, greedy, greedy idiot, would never change. I shouldn't treat you at all. Something to look forward to!"

"Idiot, look up at me!"

Dor. Mo's roar made Davis tremble, and then he saw the face that he would rather have a nightmare than see.

Mo Mengchen's face was as cold as ice, making it difficult to look directly at it.

"Listen to me, I don't want to fight side by side with you, choose a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, between you and Alan, I will choose Alan without hesitation! I am fed up with your Stupid! I can't stand your selfishness anymore! No matter how much gossip you and your stupid manager gossip about, this is not going to change, you won't be our starter, never will!"

Davis clenched his fists. He felt ashamed and wanted to find a place to hide, but now he could only continue to stand in front of Mo Mengchen and let him humiliate him.

"If you are unwilling, you can apply for a deal, and I believe the management will give you an explanation." Mo Mengchen said with a cold face, "It has been three years, and you just proved in the end that you are not worthy of your ambition, and you have also failed all of you. expect."

Mo Mengchen turned and walked away, and said to the others: "Everyone needs to sacrifice! Grant will retreat behind the scenes for my plan; Jerome will take the initiative to stand up and confront poor Jamal in order to prevent poor Jamal from being swallowed by sharks." ;Ben gave everything for us on the defensive end every round;Alan gave up the lore at the last minute and passed the ball to Rashad who had a better chance. This is sacrifice!"

Mo Mengchen roared: "If each of us is as selfish as this guy, then we should never think about champions again. A team of champions will never have such selfishness!"

As Westphal said, no mistakes can be made tonight.

There's only torrential rain tonight.

Westphal watched as Mo Mengchen lashed out at the crowd, turning the Pistons from a championship-hungry team again.

It's just that this is too cruel for Davis.

However, Mo Mengchen is right. If Davis cannot become more selfless, then for the Pistons, it is just a time bomb that does not know when it will be detonated.

Learn to sacrifice, this is Davis' last lesson.

(End of this chapter)