You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 736 It's Just a Little Friction
738 Just a Little Friction
Many things happened in a short period of time. To the amazement of the audience, the halftime game ended.

"66 to 50, the Pistons lead the 76ers by 16 points." Vinier Johnson looked at the statistics in disbelief, "This is the game between the third in the Eastern Conference and the first in the Eastern Conference."

Kenny Smith said: "It can only be said that the Pistons have made sufficient preparations for this game, but the 76ers have not. They still think that this is a game that can be won by the combined efforts of AI and TD."

"Yes, throughout the first half, the 76ers were led by the nose by the Pistons." Marv Albert also said.

The next 15 minutes should have been relaxation time for the audience.

Those who are thirsty go to buy water, those who are hungry make midnight, and those who want to go to the bathroom can go back and forth.

But because Adrian was going to participate in the midfield shooting competition, many people stayed.

Anything tied to Dor.Mo will be the center of attention for Pistons fans.

Madela was named the most beautiful assistant in Michigan by the Detroit Worker for her beauty.

Ephraim is considered the most beautiful NBA wife.

As for her younger brother, as Adrian succeeded in losing weight, many photos of him were taken by reporters and spread on the Internet. Coupled with his identity, he naturally attracted more attention.

Tonight, he will participate in the mid-point shooting event held in every game. Many people want to know how this boy who is very close to Dor.Mo can play.

As a result, Adrian played mediocre.

The first shot was a three-pointer from the corner, and he shot a bridge.

"It seems that Adrian's skills are not following Dor.Mo." Johnson joked.

The fans at the scene applauded and cheered for Adrian, which made him even more stressed.

He also missed all the next few points.

"Let's give Adrian a little applause, shall we?" The DJ at the scene was afraid that Adrian would get too nervous, so he made a noise to help.

Adrian took a deep breath and saved a little face at the free throw line.

His basketball skills are mediocre, and he joined the AUU amateur basketball team a few years ago, and he was the object of the coach's lessons every day, but the coach's severe treatment did not make his basketball skills better.

He realized around the age of 12 that he wasn't playing basketball at all, and since then, basketball has been more of a hobby than a high pursuit in life.

In order to earn enough money to buy a car tonight, he chose this route, but he failed miserably.

Among the five amateur fans participating in the competition, his performance ranked at the bottom.

"It's okay, Adrian." Madeira comforted him, "Everyone will fail once or twice."

Adrian felt that his own car was moving away from him, but he still had to grab the last straw.

He turned his gaze to Madeira: "Amir, can I work with you?"

"I really want to help you, but you are only 14 years old." Madeira regretfully rejected him.

"It doesn't have to be a job with a contract and a stamp. I am omnipotent, just like the omnipotent Louis M. Lore. You can call me at home at will, as long as you pay me $3000 a month, how about it?"

Adrian obviously had no idea about money, and Madeira couldn't laugh or cry when she heard his proposal, and then rejected him again.

After a while, players from both sides returned to the court again.

Mo Mengchen heard Adrian's "brilliant deeds" from the staff, and he couldn't help but walked to the front row with the ball.

The fans cheered.

Mo Mengchen's eyes fell directly on Medela: "You did something good, right?"

Madeira thought that she had done nothing wrong, she was just helping Adrian get an opportunity, and things were as she expected, Adrian didn't seize the opportunity, so he should give up now.

But Mo Mengchen doesn't seem to like her doing this?
"Yes" Madeira admitted without confidence.

"Well done." I thought I would be scolded, but it turned out to be the praise in my dreams?
Madeira didn't react at all, and Mo Mengchen's gaze was already on Adrian: "When you are 16 years old, I can buy you any car you want. Before that, no, you know?"

"But, I have already obtained my driver's license."

"It's just an online mock test. It's not considered a formal driver's license at all. You should give up on it." Mo Mengchen ruthlessly shattered the boy's driving dream, then turned and returned to the court.

Finally, Iverson returned to the familiar and unfamiliar No. 1 position.

He played the No. 1 position last season. This season, he transitioned to the No. 2 position. He quickly fell in love with this position that requires a lot of scoring.

He was born for scoring. Let him play the No. 1 position. It is really difficult to consider his own scoring and take care of his teammates' scoring.

Iverson can definitely become a representative of more assists than a good organization. His assists come more from the outward pass after tearing up the defense line, and the assists obtained by passing the ball when he encounters a dead corner. Although there are exquisite passes Skill, but no mind to use it properly.

He's especially like the offensive 1s who will be undersized and condescended to play point guards a decade later.

The characteristic of this type of player is that the offensive end is stronger than any other aspect. They score a lot and assist a lot. They seem to be the commanders of the offensive organization.

Brown saw through this matter, so he asked Iverson to switch to the 2nd position to completely release his offensive talent, and for this reason he did not hesitate to give up the defense of the 2nd position.

The 76ers built a tough defensive team around Iverson.

But now, Iverson must go back to his old ways, otherwise there is no hope for this game.

Watching Iverson dribble to the frontcourt, Mo Mengchen lowered his center of gravity, breathed flat, opened his hands, and all his attention was on the defense of this round.

It's a pity that Iverson didn't intend to blow him up this round, and he passed the ball to Ratliff who was pulled out.

Ratliff hit a jumper off Rasheed.

52 is better than 66
"Your defense is like the score on the table in my eyes." Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball, and the trash talk poured out. The next second, Iverson's defense was violently destroyed.

This can't be blamed on him at all, his figure is enough for the No. 1 position, but it's a pity that he met a tank in the No. 1 position like Mo Mengchen.

Although the lateral movement was in place, it was knocked away by Mo Mengchen.

Ratliff quickly ran over to block Mo Mengchen. The former comrades-in-arms had to fight each other now, but Dor.Mo is not what it used to be.

Ratliff had a collision with Mo Mengchen in the air, and to his shock, he was knocked away.

Mo Mengchen pushed Ratliff away, his body still kept his balance, he backhanded the ball and hit the board.

68 is better than 52
Brown watched the ball with anxiety written all over his face.

If Mo Mengchen's confrontation has reached the inside level, how can Iverson fight against him?
If they want to break through from the East, the Pistons must face a hurdle. This opponent is so strong that even if the 76ers are sitting on Iverson and Duncan, they are not [-]% sure.

As soon as tonight's game is over, the 76ers must make radical changes, otherwise, let alone the finals, they may not even be able to touch the threshold of the Eastern Conference finals.

Collisions between strong teams can easily lead to each other's flaws.

The Lakers are afraid of pick-and-rolls, the Pistons hate confrontation, the 76ers' perimeter is vital, and the Knicks have a shortage of personnel.
Every team has weaknesses, and relatively speaking, the Pistons' weaknesses are the easiest to overcome.They don't like confrontation because they are used to playing in fast-paced games.

If they are really forced to lose their rhythm, they can also take off their gorgeous coats and risk their lives to fight each other like rough men.

This is what makes them stand out among the many running and bombing teams. They don't like confrontation, but they can fight.

Duncan got the pass, which is a great advantage for Iverson playing point guard. Mo Mengchen can no longer double-team frantically like in the first half.

Duncan, who got the space to single out, attacked with all his strength, trying to defeat Rashid's defense.

The 76ers' disobedient start was already doomed. The struggle in the first half made Duncan unable to find the feeling of attacking. Although this time it was an upright one-on-one matchup, Rasheed gave a high-quality one-on-one defense, which made Duncan play back. strike iron.

The rebound flew out of the perimeter, Mo Mengchen took the lead and received the long rebound. Before Iverson's hand could touch his body, the ball had already been passed.

"Why do you think your movements are faster than mine?" Mo Mengchen asked mockingly.

When the sound fell, the piston's counterattack was completed again.

70 is better than 52
Iverson's change to the No. 1 position does not seem to have changed anything.

"Are we going to witness an accidental massacre in Auburn Hills tonight?"

Iverson repeatedly forbeared, passed the ball to Duncan, and did not respond to Mo Mengchen's trash talk, just focusing on the overall situation.

Now that Duncan can't score a goal, and the point difference is looking at 20 points, his patience has been exhausted.

"You pissed me off!"

Iverson dribbled the ball to Mo Mengchen and said coldly.

"Why do you think I dare not provoke you?" Mo Mengchen stepped forward and gave Iverson a fierce foul, and sneered.

The conflict broke out in a blink of an eye. If Hill hadn't blocked the middle of the two in time, Iverson would have thrown Mo Mengchen down.

"I must beat you tonight!" Iverson roared with red eyes.

Mo Mengchen put his hands on his hips, ignored the referee's warning and continued to humiliate Iverson: "The cancer that led the team to 18 points behind said such words really scared me to pee out."

"Mo, if you don't shut up again"

The referee was about to show his dominance, Mo Mengchen patted him on the shoulder: "Relax, sir, we have no problem, it's just a little friction."

little friction.
The referee's face was almost distorted.

It is said that reaching out does not hit the smiling person, this guy's attitude towards the referee is too good, it makes people feel angry!

This is their home field again, to save face, forget it
With a cavity of anger, Iverson received the serve out of bounds and made a grudge three-pointer. Unfortunately, the force was too fierce, and the shot hit the basket and flew out of bounds.

(End of this chapter)