You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 776 His Majesty the Flying Man Who Lighted Dor.Mo

"Oh shit!"

Hearing Jordan's cursing, Mo Mengchen could almost hear the curse words blurted out as "My Kwame!"

He really wanted to pat Jordan on the bald head, tell him to be more stable, don't panic, as long as the Wizards don't fall out of the top three, it should be yours and it will be yours.

Letting the Spurs win the No. [-] pick is the most unfavorable result for the Pistons.

2001 was a big year for insiders.

Among the thirteen lottery picks, there are heavyweight international rookies like Gasol, as well as high school Sambo, Eddie Griffin and Desagena Diop who skipped the college stage and participated directly.

Among the top five rookies, only Jason Richardson and Battier have the potential to enter the discussion on the perimeter.

The first target of the Pistons is Gasol. He has proven himself in Europe. They are determined to transform Princeton and they need an insider with outstanding skills. This rookie is no more suitable than him.

If the Wizards or any team other than the Spurs win the No. [-] pick, Mo Mengchen is not worried that Gasol will fall to him.

At this stage, NBA teams still don't believe in the potential of overseas rookies. They pay more attention to the young players who have grown up under their noses.

The potential of the three treasures in high school is called once in ten years and should not be missed.

The Spurs are the wonder of this group of teams.

Potential is very important, and immediate combat power is more important, because more than 95% of players have never converted their so-called potential into immediate combat power in their entire lives.

A well-known European rookie, who is full of wisdom to pass the ball, and the Spurs, who have always had a soft spot for international rookies, will never miss Gasol unless the Spaniard plays a disastrous performance during the trial training.

Once the Spurs get the No. [-] pick, Gasol will say goodbye to the Pistons.

This is why Mo Mengchen fell into deep thought, thinking of alternatives.

Although this year's rookie is a big insider, the success rate is very low. Except for Gasol and Chandler, they are all useless. (in terms of previous life results)

If Gasol is selected by the Spurs and they choose Chandler, it would be better to keep Ben Wallace, who is about to reach his peak, with a high salary.

Whether it is to keep Wallace or select Chandler, it means that the Pistons cannot transition to Princeton.

They just want to transform, so they have to make other choices.

Like trading.

"damn it!!"

Mo Mengchen suddenly heard Jordan yelling again.

Then, on the radio: "The Orlando Magic take the 2001nd pick in the first round of the [-] NBA Draft!"

Kwame Brown seems to be farther away from Jordan.

Jordan stood up angrily, pacing back and forth, wishing to enter the secret room of the lottery to replace the colleague whose luck had been burned out.

They have the second highest probability in the league, and it's fine to miss the No. [-] pick, but now they miss the No. [-] pick?

How can people endure this?
The flying man who has always been proud and proud participated in the lottery meeting for the first time, and he was very unsteady. Seeing that Mo Mengchen was still sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, he couldn't help asking: "Are you not in a hurry?"

Mo Mengchen wished he could put one foot up to show his arrogance: "I treat the order like dirt."

While he didn't put one foot on top of the other to show his indifference to what was at hand, the line was hurtful enough: "Championship contenders speak with confidence!"

"Is the pick really that important, Michael?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "What was your pick back then?"

"third."

"Which number am I?"

This stumped Jordan, he didn't think about it for a while, but he remembered that Mo Mengchen was not a lottery pick, and it seemed to come out of nowhere, "Which pick are you?"

"The 18th overall pick in the first round," Mo Mengchen added flatly, uncomfortable, "That's all."

Jordan immediately remembered that Mo Mengchen's selection was in line with his legendary career.

The Pistons' 18th pick in the first round has a glorious tradition. From Dumars to Mo Mengchen to Ricky Davis, they all performed far beyond expectations.

Sometimes the draft is a game of good draws versus good picks.

Dor.Mo, the 18th pick in the first round, has already left the 17 students in front of him far behind.

It is reasonable for the Spurs to get the No. [-] lottery. They have the highest probability. In order to get this probability, they played a season without dignity, and the attendance rate of the arena dropped to the lowest point in history.

The Magic got the second overall pick, which was an upset. They ranked fifth from the bottom in the league. Without the Spurs, there were three teams with more chances than them, so they had better luck.

Now, 11 teams compete for the third pick in the first round, and there are still 3 weak teams with less than 3 wins.

Jordan sat down again, and he took out the cigar box from him.

"I wanted to light a cigar when the team won the No. [-] pick. Now it seems that if I can get the top three picks, I should be lucky." Jordan smiled wryly.

Mo Mengchen found that this arrogant bald man's temper improved a lot after retiring from the military. Although he was still very proud, as the level of contact changed, he became more tactful.

At this time, the scene became commotion again.

The big screen flickered, which meant that the result of the third pick had appeared.

The team logo at No. [-] is the Detroit Pistons.

Then, the broadcast confirmed it: "The Detroit Pistons take the 2001rd pick in the first round of the 3 draft!"

Jordan blew up again, his dark head gleaming with oil, full of displeasure: "What's the use of the penultimate record?"

"It's still useful." Seeing the result, Mo Mengchen got up from his seat, and the surrounding media took photos one after another.

This was the first time Dor.Mo stood up from his position tonight.

Is he cheering on his team's No. 3 pick?
"What's the use?" Jordan asked.

"So that you can give up your face and dignity in order to get these guys who don't know if they can be successful." Mo Mengchen walked to Jordan's side, "How about a cigar?"

At this moment, what Mo Mengchen thought was that the Spurs would definitely select Gasol. Combined with the Magic's second pick and their own third pick, he came up with a wicked plan.

Jordan opened the humidor.

Mo Mengchen took out a cigar from it, took the knife handed over by Jordan, and cut it open.

"Let me give you a suggestion, how about you light the fire for me?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.

"Shall I light the fire for you?" Jordan didn't expect this guy to be so bold, he would just ask for his cigar, but also ask him to help light the fire?In the whole world, how many people can let him light the fire?

However, this person is Dor.Mo!
"What advice?" Jordan asked.

"Light the fire for me first." Mo Mengchen said with a smile.

Jordan doesn't believe that Mo Mengchen can give him any good advice. They are friends, but they don't have much contact. They love and kill each other on the court. They both agree with each other's strength. Now they belong to different camps. What good advice can he give?How much can it help him?

However, if this suggestion is really useless, will Mo Mengchen make this request?
"Your suggestion had better be useful." Jordan got up and did something that shocked the audience.

"MJ helped Dor.Mo light the fire?"

"What the hell are you doing in a daze, hurry up and take a picture!"

This moment will last forever, Jordan owes Mo Mengchen the fire.Mo Mengchen took a puff of the cigar lightly to intensify the fire, then let go and blew lightly.

The gathering of two king-level players is shocking enough, and what is even more shocking is that Jordan, who has dominated the world for the first time, took the initiative to help Mo Mengchen light the fire.

"A small random move by two great guys is enough to become the focus of heated discussions in the outside world."

"Michael helped Dor.Mo to light the fire, it is estimated that it will be discussed by the outside world for half a month."

Mo Mengchen took another sip of his cigar, and then said to Jordan, who was waiting impatiently, "No matter what pick you are in, don't choose Kwame Brown."

Jordan didn't expect Mo Mengchen's suggestion to be this.

He has always admired Brown, and he has been paying attention to him since his senior year in high school. When he heard that Brown was planning to skip the college stage and directly participate in the draft, he directly encouraged the scouts in the meeting to suggest that Brown must be selected in the draft. .

Now this guy actually told him not to choose Brown, and without a single reason?

"I lowered my noble head to help you light the fire, and you gave me this bad advice?" Jordan felt that he was being played.

Mo Mengchen was enjoying Jordan's cigar, thinking about the plan in his mind, and then said: "Is that a fart?"

"Is not it?"

"I let you miss an opportunity to waste the lottery pick, isn't that fart?" Mo Mengchen glanced at him mockingly, and he found that Jordan's bald head was actually reflective in this situation.

Without waiting for Jordan to refute, Mo Mengchen continued: "I let you miss a chance to choose a parallel importer, isn't that fart?"

Jordan had countless reasons to refute Mo Mengchen, but at this moment he couldn't say any of them.

Jordan's strength is well known to the world, but Mo Mengchen seems to be far superior to him. Without any reason or reason, he directly told him that Kwame Brown must be watered.

Jordan took a deep breath and said, "Why?"

Mo Mengchen said with a playful smile: "I will answer this question when I need you to help me light the fire next time."

Jordan was very annoyed. If it wasn't for the live broadcast, nearly 2 people were watching, and he would have to ask Mo Mengchen to clarify.

Now he has another thing to do-beg grandpa to tell grandma, please Naismith must let them get the 4th pick in the first round, otherwise this bad play will be a failure.

Emperor Tian paid off, the Wizards who ranked first in the East and second in the league finally made it to the list, and they got the 4th pick in the first round as they wished.

"Mo, light a cigar for me!"

Jordan excitedly pulled out his cigar, ready to celebrate.

"I reject."

No matter what Jordan said, he refused to come over to help light the fire. For this reason, Jordan yelled in his ear for nearly 10 minutes, and finally he had to light the fire by himself and smoked a few cigars alone.

In any case, he was relieved at last.

After the top four picks are drawn, the subsequent picks are ranked according to the record of each team. The worse the record, the better the pick.

So far, the 2001 lottery draw has come to an end.

　I'm not sure if the NBA allows people to smoke cigars in public, so let's just assume it does.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)