You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 838 I am so talented, what kind of person will I become in the end?

Every time he came to Hill's home, the old Hill always invited Mo Mengchen to watch NFL games together.

Then he'd have to listen to Hill Sr. over and over again about how exciting the NFL was in the 70s, when he was active.

It seems that Westphal always claimed that the NBA in the 70s was the greatest era in history, because there was no absolute ruler in that era, not even a team that completed two consecutive championships, a great jersey like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar Considered the ruler of that era, but, as great as Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, he only won one championship in the 70s.

Regarding this matter, Mo Mengchen has his own opinion.

Maybe Kareem is not as great as we think?
In addition, in the 70s, the most classic and dramatic finals in NBA history appeared. Mo Mengchen can be sure that the reason why Westphal said this is because the so-called most classic and dramatic finals had him Participation.

Everyone thinks their era is the greatest, it turns out that's not the case.

The golden age of the NBA was the 80s, but what about the NFL?Mo Mengchen didn't know, all he could do was to keep a humble heart and listen to Old Hill's bragging.

During the chat, Mo Mengchen learned the secret of Hill's superb physical fitness, and the answer lies in the old Hill.

Old Hill played for Yale University and was a trinity star player of rugby, baseball and basketball. He set Yale's indoor and outdoor jumping records and long-distance running records that year.

Although it is only a university record, Yale University has a large number of talents, and it is also a great thing to be able to maintain the record for a certain period of time. Hill has the current physical fitness, and the old Hill has contributed a lot.

"Dad, Mom is looking for you." This year's coolie is the unlucky Curry, who donated his body to Hill for free for a few balls in the game against the Lakers.

Hill is not interested in his body, so Curry can only do some physical work at Hill's house.

Mo Mengchen got up, escaped from Old Hill's clutches, and came to the kitchen.

"It's you who cooks?" Mo Mengchen asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Tamia is pregnant, do you want Ephraim to cook?" Last year, Hill tasted Ephraim's cooking with Houston and others.

Hill is indeed a gentleman, and Mo Mengchen is still surprised that he can finish that Thanksgiving dinner without changing his face.

It's just that Ephraim's cooking skills are bad, and Hill's cooking skills are not much better.

Just say this turkey.

All these grotesques made one feel sorry for the dead turkey.

The chicken is not going well, it is destined to be reduced to a festive meal, and it has been ruined like this.

"If you can cook a few good dishes, maybe my father can keep his mouth shut at dinner."

Mo Mengchen reached an agreement with Hill on the fact that he didn't like to listen to old Hill telling old-fashioned NFL stories.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Curry asked.

"Eat these messy turkeys, please."

"What a mess?"

Before Hill got angry, Curry started eating. He was really hungry, and turkey had a natural allure for him. Even if it wasn't Thanksgiving, he would still like to eat turkey.

"Have you heard?" Mo Mengchen moved his hands sharply, Hill could only stand by and watch, and asked in passing, "What?"

"Doug has the potential to be the new head coach of the Kings."

"Which Doug?"

As soon as Hill asked, he realized the answer to this question. Besides Collins, who else?
Four years have passed, and Hill no longer cares about what happened back then, but Mo Mengchen took the initiative to bring it up, "Is there a problem?"

"I'm just worried about the guys on the Kings, if they get hurt, will Doug remember the way he tricked some crazy nerd into playing with it, and then half-coax and half-coax it the same way? Lie to the Kings to give everything for the team like that fool?"

"I wasn't cajoled, I wasn't cheated, I was willing," Hill explained.

No amount of arguing about this matter would lead to results. Curry couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, and he ate up a plate of turkey in a blink of an eye.

"Do you think the king is a threat?" Hill asked.

"Do you think the Lakers are a threat?"

"Until OK reconciles, they are not a threat."

"That's right." This is also where Mo Mengchen is in trouble. Although the traveler has the foresight, he can't take advantage of the history that he has changed by himself. "If the Lakers are no longer a threat, then Except for the Lakers, all the strong teams in the Western Conference are threats."

Hill soon realized that he was no longer needed in the kitchen. No matter what he said, Mo Mengchen refused to let him help, so he could only go out with Curry to buy some drinks.

"Looking at our future, don't let him drink." Mo Mengchen "reminded".

Although Curry was only taken into the police station because of an accidental drunk driving, it was later proved that he was only drinking and was completely unconscious when the incident happened, but the media who like to demonize players will not let this opportunity go.

Curry, who was regarded as the future successor by Pistons fans, was naturally demonized.

Curry became an alcoholic. The reason why he lost weight so fast is definitely because drinking too much hurts his body. Although he is drinking every day, his performance is getting better and better. The media believes that this is because he is still very young. , The dangers of alcohol cannot be manifested, and in a few years, he will bring the future of the Pistons down like Chris Mullin, Vin Baker and other well-known alcoholics.

Although it is nonsense, the media speaks with certainty, and Mo Mengchen also likes to laugh at Curry for this incident.

"What do I have to do to gain his respect?"

Curry asked while out with Hill.

"respect?"

Hill and Mo Mengchen have worked together for six or seven years, and he has never seen that bastard respect him. This rookie actually wants to be respected by Dor.Mo?
"Dream." Hill laughed, "Maybe in the dream, he will become amiable."

Curry's mother, Gail Curry, gave him psychological counseling every day. She let Curry know that the pressure Mo Mengchen put on him was for his own good, and he should grit his teeth and persevere instead of holding grudges.

His mother's teachings kept Curry persevering until now, and his performance began to improve, but Mo Mengchen's attitude towards him did not improve.

"Do you know Ricky Davis?" Hill asked.

Of course Curry knows this person. They have played games before. Davis was still a Pistons player last season. This season, he is regarded as the absolute core in the Cavaliers.

"He was on the team for three years and worked hard every day, but Mo never seemed to respect him," Hill said.

They bought drinks and were ready to go home.

Before the red light, Hill stopped the car, and across the road, a stray dog ​​died alone.

No one is going to kick a dead dog. ——Dor.Mo
That night, Mo Mengchen showed his cooking skills to the Hill family, and Old Hill's eyes lit up after eating: "It seems that Grant didn't lie to me, you are really the best chef in Detroit."

No, the best in the whole world.

Curry buried himself in his dinner. He told himself to eat less, because he would have another Thanksgiving dinner with his brothers and sisters at home later, but he couldn't stand it now.

They ate while watching an NFL game.

Detroit has teams in the four major leagues, but because of the brilliant results of the Pistons and Red Wings, the other two teams are rarely crowded. Among them, the Detroit Lions, which belong to the NFL major league, have games every Thanksgiving.

Tonight, the Lions were brutally slaughtered by their opponents and suffered a crushing defeat.

The camera showed the Lions quarterback, who looked very young, but he was booed even the audience in front of the TV could hear him.

"Tom Wilmson, one of the most anticipated new stars in history, people in Detroit expected him to lead the Lions to glory, but he failed to live up to his talent." Old Hill shook his head, "What a pity .”

"Oh?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "Is this guy a lot of trouble outside the court?"

"Not much," said Old Hill.

Curry felt relieved.

"He was drinking like hell."

Curry's ass felt cold.

"I eat too much, and I can't control my weight well."

The future of the Pistons seems to have lost the ability to chew.

"The lack of spiritual level is serious and cannot withstand criticism."

Curry couldn't help but glanced at Mo Mengchen.

"So, this guy is really a hopeless parallel importer." Mo Mengchen said with a light smile.

After dinner, they got up separately, the women took care of the aftermath, and the old man continued to watch TV. Hill kept Curry, who wanted to go home, and invited him to visit his painting exhibition hall with Mo Mengchen.

It is not new for Hill to like to collect paintings by African-American painters. Every time he goes away, he will go to the local painting exhibition hall.

The collection of paintings in this gallery is worth millions of dollars.

Mo Mengchen turned around and came to the most core area.

This painting is a bit interesting. The content of the painting is a person looking in the mirror. Outside the mirror, it is generally sunny and half rainy. There are words left by the artist on the frame of the painting.

"Don't touch it, this is my most precious painting." Hill led Curry here.

"Is the painting expensive?" Curry asked.

"Expensive is not expensive." Hill asked Curry to approach, "Eddie, what did you see?"

"Is this a self-portrait?"

"Maybe."

"Then the following words." Curry wanted to read out, but the handwriting was already blurred, and it would be impossible to see what was written on it for a while.

Hill read aloud the words the author left on it: "Our deepest fear is not that we are worthless; our deepest fear is that we are more powerful than we think; it is so powerful that it forces us to ask ourselves: I am so talented, what kind of person will I become in the end?"

A slight gleam flashed in Mo Mengchen's eyes.

Curry seemed to understand, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Hill looked at him with a smile, "But actually, the real question is: what kind of person can you not become?"

　There are 400 monthly tickets, and there are more changes today.Now there are 425 tickets, although there is no hope, but it can be rushed to 500 tickets this time, after all, double monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)