You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 815
At this time, the first half of the 10-minute half has been played.

33 is better than 6
The recent situation of the rookie team is very miserable, and the main players of the Pistons seem to have used all the strength that they did not use during the offseason on them.

"He's a kid, don't push him too hard."

"Child?" Mo Mengchen automatically ignored Hill's sloppy questioning, and looked back at him, "After we selected him with the third overall pick?"

"After he signed a four-year, £4m deal?"

"After he entered the training camp and played against us, you still treat him like a child?" Mo Mengchen laughed mockingly, "Your love is too heavy, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it."

Hill smiled lightly: "With all due respect, your whipping method is not something ordinary people can bear."

"This requires my mother to play a role." Mo Mengchen walked to the sidelines.

Hill looked at the frustrated Curry and complained: "Why does this kind of drudgery always fall on me?"

In the second half, Mo Mengchen led the starters to launch a more violent attack.

The rookie team is also under the comment of the coaching staff, or the advantages are fully revealed, or the shortcomings are fully exposed.

Watson's physical confrontation is not yet at the NBA level, and he can't play against Mo Mengchen at all, especially in loose-scale unrestrained games, the two people's confrontation is a one-sided massacre.

However, his organizational skills impressed the coaching staff.

"Even if you are cornered, you are still looking for your teammates," Frouses said.

Bobby Simmons' performance can be said to be mediocre. Under the current intensity, opportunities are all grabbed by himself. He doesn't fight or grab, and Ginobili doesn't compete with him. If he stands still It's different, the Argentines are willing to accompany them, isn't it just a confrontation match, why bother to beat them all over the floor?
Anyway, Ginobili is sure that the other four starters will try their best to beat this group of rookies all over the place. Simmons' inaction now is a crime against the whole team.

As for Gerald Wallace, Westphal's opinion is: "He seems to have only passion and lack of other strengths?"

"There is still enthusiasm."

Gerrard is keen to help his teammates clear. Once Watson is cornered by Mo Mengchen, no matter where Gerrard is, he will always run to the front to get the ball.

The consequence of his doing so was to let Mo Mengchen and Hill attack him, giving people the feeling that it would be better not to help.

As for the others, poor ball handling, poor passing, poor shooting, and average IQ.

It seems that there is really only passion, enthusiasm and physical fitness left.

Zach Randolph was the only rookie who caught the attention of the coaching staff, and the rookie team might have only scored 2 points now if it wasn't for him.

"A wealth of low-post skills, high-post offense to be developed, unexpected flexibility, this guy will be a big weapon."

Finally, there is Eddie Curry, whom everyone deliberately ignores.

This game exposed every concern that pre-draft scouts had about him.

He is big and has the potential to be the best defensive player but does not have good defensive habits.

He is not persistent enough on rebounds, and he doesn't have the ruthlessness to take the ball down.

After being humiliated by Mo Mengchen, his anger only lasted for 1 minute. Seeing that the victory was hopeless, he was the first player from the rookie team to give up the game.

What is his highlight?
It takes a few minutes of brainstorming for the coaching staff to come up with.

Well, it should be the jump ball at the beginning, which reflects his arm length and bullet speed.

66 is better than 16
At the end of the match, the main force beat the rookie team by 50 points.

"please."

Mo Mengchen invited the rookies to the runway like a gentleman.

The rookies stepped onto the stage and were about to go for a run.

"Remember, 50 laps, no less than one lap, someone is watching you." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a barking of dogs. Those who didn't know it thought it was a stray dog ​​from outside running in.

Jerome shouted while the dog barked: "No less than one lap!"

The rookies started running laps around the gym.

Mo Mengchen said to Jerome: "Keep an eye on the high school student, if necessary, let him run 10 more laps."

"Understood." Jerome nodded.

Poor Eddie Curry doesn't know that the Pistons' most violent mad dog has his sights set on him.

Dad said that it was necessary for him to run 10 more laps, but he didn't say that it was necessary. Doesn't this mean that he must run 10 more laps?

Jerome joined the team in 96. Apart from Hill, Mo Mengchen and Lore, the current members of the team have not been in the team longer than him, and no one knows Mo Mengchen better than him.

Since Mo Mengchen specifically told him to keep an eye on Curry, it must be something he wants to do.

"Let him run 10 extra laps if necessary."

How obvious is that?Only a fool can't understand it.

It's lunch time, and the rookies are only halfway there.

Mo Mengchen went to the restaurant, he tried to accept the mediocre, unpalatable and unhygienic lunch as a private visit, but soon he gave up, because the lunch here actually contained pork belly?It was unbearable.

He spat out the pork belly in his mouth, wiped his mouth, and was only three-point full, but he couldn't eat the food here no matter what.

He got up and went back to the gym, some of them had finished their runs, some of them hadn't.

Watson, Simas and Gerrard have all finished running. They are on the outside and it is easier for them to run laps. Curry and Randolph continue to run at the same speed.

The rookies hope to have dinner together after running.

Someone obviously didn't want the gang together.

"Do you want to run another 50 laps, or go to the restaurant to eat something and continue running?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Even if Watson and others wanted to stay and wait for Curry, they couldn't disobey Mo Mengchen, so they had no choice but to leave.

After another 15 minutes, Curry and Randolph finally ran 50 laps.

Randolph lay on the ground directly, losing all dignity, "I will never run again! Damn it! Damn it!"

Curry also wanted to get down, but Mo Mengchen was standing here. He knew that if he did the same thing, he would be ridiculed by this person.

"Eddie, why did you stop?" Jerome asked.

Curry said out of breath, "I'm done!"

"No, you haven't finished running yet. I'm counting. You've only run 40 laps, and you have 10 laps to go!" Jerome laughed, "Go on!"

Curry said angrily: "I'm done running!"

"Do you want to violate the rules of the game?" Jerome glanced at Mo Mengchen, "In front of Dad? I don't support you doing this."

"You're fucking shit!" Curry raged, "Z-Bo ran with me, he can testify!"

Randolph believed that it was impossible for Jerome to count this wrong. Thinking about why Mo Mengchen asked others to leave him first, he could understand why.

"Sorry. I'm already fainted, I can't remember at all." In order to be implicated, Randolph lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead, as if he really passed out.

"Forget it, Jerome."

The hypocritical Dor.Mo walked slowly and patted Jerome on the shoulder, "How can you ask him to run 50 laps? This is the third pick this year, a future All-Star, and he will support the Pistons." Optimus Prime, don't make things difficult for him, even if he can't even finish 50 laps!"

"Well, I really can't do anything about the current rookie." Jerome and Mo Mengchen sang together, making Curry ashamed, as if he really only ran 40 laps.

"Stop!" Curry yelled.

Mo Mengchen and Jerome turned around together.

He didn't speak, just kept running.

All the anger in his body was vented in the gymnasium, waving his legs.

harmonious?fuck you!
On the first lap, he started to get tired, but he didn't slow down and still ran at full speed.

perfect team?This is hell!
Even at full speed, even with a full stomach of anger, he can only last two laps, and his physical strength has reached its limit.

Friendship?If slobbering and bullying count, this is indeed the friendliest team in the world.

On the 55th lap, Curry couldn't get up at all. He might fall down at any time, and his physical strength has reached a critical point.

Randolph also finished his performance, and he moved around stealthily.

"Where do you want to go?" Curry was obviously not the only one being targeted by Dor.Mo.

Randolph laughed dryly on the ground like a fat reptile: "Eat."

"Eddie said he was as fast as you. Since he lost 10 laps, does that mean you also lost 10 laps?"

"I"

"You want to say Eddie is lying?" Mo Mengchen sneered, "Or what?"

A man should be upright, even if he dies, he should be upright.

This was a sentence that his aunt had taught Randolph, and he swore that the damned aunt had said such a beautiful thing all her life.

Randolph also joined the run that should never have existed.

Curry ran ahead of Randolph, and naturally finished first. When he finished the 60th lap, he wanted to show his stubbornness in front of Mo Mengchen, but it was difficult to support his body.

The moment he crossed the finish line, the 213-centimeter burly man climbed down, and the floor he was on was immediately soaked with sweat.

His physical strength was exhausted.

Looking at this undulating body, Mo Mengchen said leisurely: "I really like your current appearance, which is comparable to the pork belly I just spit out."

"The food here is so bad?" Jerome was surprised.

"Do you think he's bad?" Mo Mengchen pointed to Curry.

Jerome said without thinking, "It sucks."

"It's about the same as him."

Then, Mo Mengchen and Jerome left Randolph, who still had two laps to go, turned around and walked out of the gymnasium.

Seeing that the supervisor had left, Randolph stopped immediately and rushed over to help Curry, whose breathing hadn't calmed down yet.

"Where did you offend Dad?" Randolph didn't care about being implicated by Curry.

Curry's face was flushed, sweat or tears glistened in the corners of his eyes, and he shouted hoarsely: "I don't know! How could I offend him? Today is the first time I saw him!"

"Oh, it's only the first day." Randolph said sadly, "Wouldn't the losing side be punished every time they play a match?"

Curry whispered, "If we win, don't they run too?"

"Hey!" Randolph's eyes lit up, "Why didn't I think of that? Haha! If we can beat Dor.Mo, Grant Hill, Rasheed Wallace, Manu Ginobili and Brad De Mille, we can watch them run laps!"

As they said that, the two sat on the ground and laughed loudly, even crying tears, for an impossible thing to happen.

(End of this chapter)