You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 816 Because You Are Our Future

As long as you find out with your heart, everyone has a bright spot.

On the first day of training camp, there was nothing flashy about Eddie Curry, and word of his performance reached Joe Dumars.

According to rumors, when Dumas heard the news, his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

This summer he made several seemingly bad deals, and the fans and media have already had great opinions on him. If he takes the precious No. [-] pick and selects a parallel importer, the fans and the media will scold him to death, and the Detroit media He can blacken him until the day he is sent to the funeral home to be burned ashes.

Fortunately, Curry hasn't been performing like this all the time.

On the third day of preseason training camp, he beat Brad Miller.

This is actually not a big deal, because there are many people in the league who can beat Brad Miller, the important thing is the way he beat Miller.

On the first ball, he took the ball from the free throw line, and his teammates moved to no avail. He pulled it up and shot it. It felt good and scored.

On the second ball, he began to find confidence, catching the ball from the low post, turning over and making a big hook, still there.

On the third ball, Miller was in a hurry. The more he wanted to guard Curry, the more he would be deceived by fake moves.Curry feinted, shook Miller, and rushed to the basket like O'Neal abused the basket.

Due to Curry's prowess, the rookie team only lost to the main force by 21 points in this match.

Although they still have to run 21 laps, compared to the 4-50 laps in the previous two days, it is already considered good.

On the fifth day of training camp, Curry showed the potential to be a top defender, sending seven blocked shots, but the rookie team still lost by 7 and a half points.

On the eighth day, he turned into a real Beby Shaq, with both offensive and defensive dominance. If Mo Mengchen and Hill hadn't gone crazy at the same time, the main team would have really lost face today.

In the end, the rookie team lost by 3 points and only ran 3 laps.

Just as people were expecting what amazing performance Curry would have next, Curry stopped.

The Pistons' final scouting report on Eddie Curry has this sentence: "Eddie has the potential to dominate the court. At some point, his potential will become a terrible immediate combat force, but he becomes a real one. Beby Shaq takes quite a long cooldown."

"It could be a week, it could be a month."

On the 11th day, Beby Shaq came again.

Because of Mo Mengchen's ridicule.

It's worth mentioning that when Curry became Beby Shaq, his flaws remained.

When double-teamed, he still behaves flustered.

His desire for rebounds is still not enough, and he relies more on his talent to grab rebounds.

The only advantage of becoming Beby Shaq is that his fighting spirit can be maintained from beginning to end. The main team this time aimed at his flaws and kept double-teaming.

Although Curry scored 14 points and 11 rebounds, the rookie team was killed by 40 points again.

"You don't need me to remind you?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Curry kicked the ball away and took the initiative to run around.

Thanks to Mo Mengchen's proposal, after 11 days, Curry's weight dropped by 4 catties, and he still weighs 128 kilograms. This figure is still high, but it is declining at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Half a month into the training camp, Westphal changed the matchup between the main players and the rookies.

Today, the two sides of the match are divided into the regular black team and the white team.

Hill led the black team with Watson, Reed, Rasheed and Ewing.

Mo Mengchen led the white team, and his teammates were Ginobili, Simmons, Jerome and Curry.

On the books, the black team was superior, and Reed's progress was unexpected.

This second-year player who could only hang out in the Development League last year has now practiced a terrifying three-pointer.

In this confrontation, his three-pointer shot through the Argentine's defense.

"In different positions, he hit five three-pointers in total!"

"After halftime, the white team is actually 10 points behind them?"

"Michael can!"

"Father is going crazy!"

Ginobili was shot all over by Reed, but instead of getting angry with Ginobili, he came to Curry and asked, "Where were you when they were doing pick-and-rolls and screens?"

"I," Curry replied without confidence, "protect the rim."

"So Michael hit five [-]-pointers from our perimeter because you were defending the air!" Mo Mengchen scolded, "Are you playing in the NBA or the WNBA? How about I send you to have sex reassignment surgery and enter next year's WNBA draft? "

Curry was humiliated and indignant, and the rebuttal of thousands of words was only one weak and weak: "I don't want it!"

"Then defend me well, you weak pig!" Mo Mengchen roared.

In the second half, Reed lost his comfortable outside shooting space.

Every time he goes around an off-ball screen, Curry keeps defending him like he has a grudge against him.

With his height, it is not a problem to interfere with Reed's three-pointers.

Reed took a few shots and his shooting percentage began to drop, so the white team launched a counterattack.

Mo Mengchen continued to direct the white team to counterattack, and at the same time ordered his teammates to press the black team's frontcourt. Hill wanted to break the game with a long pass, but Jerome saw it through and stopped him halfway.

The garbage dog dribbled to Mo Mengchen after halftime.

Mo Mengchen took the ball and looked at his feet.

"Isn't it?" Everyone opened their mouths.

Mo Mengchen shot a three-pointer ten meters away against Hill's defense.

"Shh!"

White team overtakes!

"Don't be surprised, Dad shot like that in the finals."

Simmons looked at Mo Mengchen adoringly. At this moment, he only needed to think about how the latter treated him like this, and he could quickly eliminate this uncontrollable admiration.

On the black team's side, Hill didn't rush to attack, but gave the ball to Ewing.

Ewing is about to turn 40 years old. Under this intensity, he and Curry have played back and forth.

The aged gorilla is no longer the King of King Kong in New York. After getting the ball, he was extra careful, gave a hard top, turned around, and the signature rabbit bounced and shot.

The black team overtook.

"If you can't even guard 40-year-old Patrick, then we can't expect you to guard anyone else." Mo Mengchen threw the ball to Curry.

Curry slammed the ball heavily and got caught in Ewing's position in a rage.

On the outside, Mo Mengchen let someone pull him away, and then passed the ball in.

Curry was full of anger. He wanted to blow up Ewing. No matter how good this guy was, he had to blow up the other side now to prove himself.

At this time, he suddenly saw Simmons shuttle in from the bottom line.

The remaining sanity made him give up playing back like a man, but passed the ball, allowing Simmons to score over the blue.

The white team overtook again.

"This kid does have great potential." Westphal never commented on the performance of the players, only when he was with Frauses, he would express his thoughts.

Frauses asked with a smile, "How do you feel about the pressure Mo put on him?"

Westphal shrugged: "It's a bit too big, but he should be able to stop."

Enough is enough?

Frouses glanced at the tyrant-like Mo Mengchen, he didn't believe that this guy understood the meaning of this sentence.

However, it was precisely under Mo Mengchen's cynicism and angry reprimand that Curry repeatedly played real fire, making people see his true strength clearly.

That's good, but it's also bad.

Which professional player needs such supervision from others?

Could it be that if Mo Mengchen doesn't taunt him, he won't be able to play well?

How can there be such a thing?
He must understand that standing here is not for anyone, but for himself.

This confrontation has been going on to the last moment. Hill's first step exploded, penetrating Simmons' perimeter defense. Mo Mengchen watched Devil Mountain go straight to the basket but stayed still. He just wanted to see how they were doing. How does this precious Tanhuaxiu deal with this fatal shot.

Curry flew out, opened his 233 cm long arms, and enveloped Hill's sky, and then?His 128kg weighed Hill off balance.

"Boom!"

"Beep!"

"competition is over!"

The black team beat the white team by 1 point.

Hill lay flat on the ground and said to Curry, "Won't you give me a hand, rookie?"

Curry hastily stretched out his hand to help Hill up, "Sorry, I'm not."

"No need to apologize, you did a good job, no one will do better than you just now."

Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen heard this sentence.

"Useless praise is not good for him." Mo Mengchen said, "If it was Tim Duncan, he wouldn't get up so early; if it was David Robinson who was a few years younger, he could hit the ball out of bounds; It was the pig I stepped over in the finals that was even more unbearable than you. He can also interfere with the ball. Not only did you not touch the ball, but you even fouled. I really feel for your talent regret."

According to regulations, the loser will be fined to run 10 laps.

Mo Mengchen set an example and ran first, no one could escape.

Curry followed. After half a month, he still hated running laps, but he had already run out of experience. Anyway, speed is not required, jogging is running, and running fast has no rewards, and he will wear himself out in the end.

Mo Mengchen ran 10 laps at the fastest speed. Although his breath has changed, it can be seen that this is just a warm-up for him.

"I always thought you were strict enough with Ricky." Hill leaned against the wall to drink water, took a sip, and screwed the cap on. "I didn't realize until now that Ricky is living in heaven."

"There are already too many good people in the world, but history tells us that only bad people can help Eddie get on the right track."

"So you're doing it for his own good?"

"No." Mo Mengchen denied it flatly. He picked up the water bottle on the ground and walked towards the passage without looking back. "I just enjoy the feeling of being a bad guy."

the devil!Hill shook his head helplessly.

A few minutes after Mo Mengchen left, Curry only finished 10 laps.

He was out of breath and had just run 10 laps after a high-intensity race, which was really tiring and weight loss.

"Grant, what did I do wrong?" Realizing that Mo Mengchen was not there, Curry asked the kindest Hill.

Hill smiled lightly: "You did nothing wrong."

"Then why." Curry asked aggrievedly, "Don't you want to target me like this?"

"Well." Hill walked to Curry's side and patted him on the shoulder, "Because you are the 'future'."

Note: Detroit media called Eddie Curry "the future of the Pistons."

(End of this chapter)