You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 876
Curry was officially suspended for 10 games, and the Pistons truceed for 3-5 weeks on the grounds that his ribs were on the tree.

Because the number of suspended games cannot be counted together with the number of games suspended due to injury, it can be said that Curry basically announced that he will be reimbursed for the regular season.

Curry couldn't understand the team's decision, but he now has to live with the consequences.

That afternoon, he wore the mask given to him by the hospital—although he didn't need it at all—to participate in the joint practice.

"Tough guy, be gentle in the confrontation match later, don't hurt me." Even the teammates were joking about it.

"Next we will have a back-to-back, so today's confrontation is mainly about maintaining the state." Westphal was afraid that he would not be clear, and emphasized "maintaining the state".

Matches are divided into two teams.

White Team: Watson, Reid, Hill, Rasheed and Miller.

Black Team: Mo Mengchen, Ginobili, Gerrard, Randolph, Curry.

Ewing and Jerome Williams were also sitting on the sidelines.Magloire and Louis M. Lohr.

The depth of the Pistons lineup is really amazing, and it is flexible enough to deal with any game.

"It's mainly about maintaining the state?" Rasheed said with a dry smile, "Have you seen the face of the old man, can this game be good?"

"If you are not kind, you will be evil!" Hill said angrily, "Are we afraid of him?"

It was said that Watson, Miller, and Reed did not speak, and their reactions clearly told Hill: We are really afraid.

"Okay, this is up to me." Hill rubbed his fists.

First the jump ball, Curry beat Miller, and Mo Mengchen got the ball.

Watson didn't dare to use too much strength. Mo Mengchen's game style is a bit like a pitbull. The most terrifying thing about this kind of vicious dog is that it is full of fighting spirit. The more you resist it, the more excited you will be, and you won't feel any pain. , Crazy enough to kill the owner.

The same is true for Mo Mengchen. If he is in a good mood today and doesn't want to torture you, then you should thank God for blessings instead of provoking him blindly.

Watson didn't want to provoke Mo Mengchen, so it was best to keep this situation.

Outside, Mo Mengchen lobs Randolph.

Against Rasheed, Randolph played a spiritual pace, but unfortunately his core strength was insufficient, he couldn't get stuck in the position, and was knocked out by the roaring Tianzun.

Hill counterattacked with the ball and was intercepted by Mo Mengchen.

Devil Mountain and Mo Mengchen were in a stalemate. They suddenly hit the ground and passed the ball. Reed followed up and made a three-pointer.

Team White takes the lead.

Mo Mengchen still didn't attack and lobbed Curry.

Curry held the ball and wanted to respond, but no one was running, so he had to do it by himself. Miller's defense was at every step, and his single defense skills were limited. It can be said that no one could defend, but with Rasheed behind, He purposely lured Curry in.

"boom!"

With another big hat, Rashid played the power of the big devil who protects the basket.

The white team counterattacked again, and Mo Mengchen couldn't help Hill even if he caught up.Devil Mountain rushed to the paint area, pushed through Mo Mengchen's defense, and scored with a dunk.

There is nothing wrong with Watson calling Momochen's game style the Bulldogs. Hill just dunked on his head, and he called a pick-and-roll to pass the defense in a blink of an eye, rushed to the basket, and scored a split dunk through Miller's defense. .

"Beep!"

The whistle blew, and Mo Mengchen landed on the free throw line and made an extra free throw.

"Tough guy, if your defensive skills are half as good as fighting, I will hand over the penalty area to you with confidence." After Mo Mengchen finished speaking, Curry blocked Rashid twice in a row while assisting in the defense. In the end, Mi Le picked up the offensive rebound and sent him flying, scoring 2+1 again.

His defense was done well, but Mo Mengchen was dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything.

As long as he formed a team with Mo Mengchen in the confrontation match, that was when Curry was most nervous. He was worried that he would be scolded bloody for a small mistake.

But today, Mo Mengchen was unusually, surprisingly, and unbelievably restrained.

Curry can't say that he didn't try his best. He went all out to defend and sent 8 hot pots in the game. It's just that he didn't play well offensively. He only succeeded once in three backs.

His offensive confidence is low. Although Miller's defense is poor, he and Rashid have a good understanding of each other. Every time he hits the basket, he suspects that Roaring Tianzun will appear at any time and cover him.

His lack of confidence led to a lack of decisiveness in his offense, taking few shots, and several low-level turnovers, such as three-second violations.

"His improvement on the defensive end is gratifying, but the stability of the offensive end is very lacking." Frouses commented, "This is only his first year, and he already understands that defense is the basis for the inside to gain a foothold in the penalty area, which is different from high school. He's totally different."

At this time, Curry caught up with Hill's breakthrough and nailed the big hat, but he didn't guard against Miller behind him, and was successfully dunked by the opponent.

Mo Mengchen didn't have a good face the whole time, but there was quite a lot of trash talking. He followed Westphal's instruction "maintaining the state" and basically didn't comment on Curry's performance. Apart from reminding him to defend, there was nothing else. comminicate.

This is rare.Usually, in every match, Mo Mengchen would keep talking in order to put the others in a state of high tension.

Trash talking, ordering, and yelling at his teammates to move actively, his voice will resound throughout the audience.

But today, he was quiet.

In the end, the white team defeated the black team and won the match.

Mo Mengchen took off his match uniform, picked up the bottle placed on the sidelines, and walked to the empty field alone.

"He didn't talk much today," Hill said.

"It's very few." Rasheed said.

Mo Mengchen rested for a few minutes, then cut off the net on the rim, ready to practice shooting.

He has been thinking about the game against the Lakers in the past few days, the last state of Curry facing O'Neal, that is the best Curry he has ever seen.

He can turn himself into a beast if the rage is strong enough.

But they can't run into someone like O'Neal every game to piss him off.

Just like at the beginning of the season, if Curry wants to play well, he needs "encouragement" from Mo Mengchen, or listening to his mother's cheering at home. These are the sources of motivation for him to perform well.

Either way, he is doing his best for others, and he never seems to be doing his best for himself.

Mo Mengchen practiced shooting in silence. Except for the sound of basketball swipe the net and the occasional sound of iron striking, there was no other sound here. This was his own training, and no one came to disturb him.

After the regular training time was over, half of the people in the Henry Ford Center had left. Mo Mengchen went into the gym and trained his whole body. The intensity was not high, mainly to stimulate the muscles.

It takes an hour to do these things.

After finishing these things, Mo Mengchen walked out of the weight room alone, and was about to take a shower when he heard the sound of balls being slapped in the arena.

He saw Curry.

Curry is practicing turnaround jumpers on the left and right wings.

There is no one here, only him.

Who would believe that Eddie Curry turned into a gym rat?

Curry turned his back to the air, shook his shoulders, and his movements were beautiful. He turned over and jumped up, and the ball was shot. The whole set of postures was quite smooth.

"Shh!"

"During the game, do you also expect the opponent to not give you pressure like the air?"

Familiar voice, tone of voice that I have heard countless times, who else could it be but him?
"It's just me," Curry said.

In your eyes, I am not even human?

Mo Mengchen walked behind Curry, "Come."

Mo Mengchen is only 197 centimeters and 93 kilograms in weight, height and physique, and Curry has completely defeated Mo Mengchen.

At the beginning of the first round, Curry charged with all his strength. When his body hit Mo Mengchen, the result was not as he imagined—the great Dor.Mo was defeated—no, that didn’t happen, Mo Meng Chen is as firm as a male peak, unwavering.

Curry attacked again, hitting with all his strength, and finally, he knocked Mo Mengchen back a step, but basically it had no effect.

If he tried to exert more force, snap!The ball in his hand was cut off from behind by Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen twirled the basketball with his fingers, and said mockingly: "You only have this strength?"

"Come again!"

Curry was only worried about hurting Mo Mengchen at first, but now he is fighting for his dignity.

He couldn't beat Mo Mengchen with his back, and was forced to make a move in an extremely awkward way.

"Just because you dare to fight Mr. Shark?"

Curry continued, this time he wanted to use a hook, but Mo Mengchen cut the ball again.

"Hold high and fight high, has no one taught you?"

The flustered Curry lost all his skills and played three non-sticks again.

"This is our future?"

"You're as soft as shit that just fell into a pit!"

In ten rounds, Curry didn't even score a single goal.

He sat on the ground panting, looking at Mo Mengchen, this terrifying man looked even more terrifying.

He can't touch Mo Mengchen?
It's unbelievable!
A strong sense of frustration poured into the extremities, which was more frustrating than Mo Mengchen's trash talk, than being blown up by O'Neal, or being suspended by the team.

Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball on the ground, "What is restricting you?"

Curry looked up at him.

"Are you tired?"

"I put too much pressure on you?"

"did not sleep well?"

"The team doesn't pay you much?"

Mo Mengchen walked in front of him, "Or is it the mother who never cheered for you on the sidelines?"

"Is this what restricts you?" Mo Mengchen turned his back and looked at the top of the Henry Ford Center, where the Pistons' championship flag was also flying. "Are these things really important?"

"Or is it you who really restricts you?" Mo Mengchen whispered, "is it yourself?"

"I have tried my best." Curry was dejected, "I want to get better, I don't want to lag behind, I want to improve every day, I have"

"The excuses for failure and the reasons for frustration are sufficient for everyone." Mo Mengchen said slowly, "Being self-pitying, playing ugly games with regrets, let everyone know your grievances, and let everyone find out what you have gone through. Bad things, and then let everyone feel pity for you, is this what you want?"

Curry shook his head slightly, but he didn't have the courage to deny it out loud.

"Wake up." Mo Mengchen said, "I was not called Dor.Mo from the very beginning. The flag on the roof is the result of everyone in the team working hard and desperately. No one else helped us. Wake up." Wake up!"

"You're going to wake up your inner beast!"

"I won't do anything to you anymore, you have to rely on yourself."

"You're dissatisfied with yourself, you're sorry about the things around you, change it! Go ahead and give it a go! You know, excuses don't make sense, they just stop you from moving forward and make you fall flat, it's an illusion, it's a lie! The only thing that can help you get out of the illusion and break the lies is determination!" Mo Mengchen looked directly at Curry, with the power to control people's mind in his eyes, "You are very talented, you have a positive heart and a passion to infect others, but you still need Have a desperate belief to become a real beast!"

After all, Mo Mengchen threw the ball far into the cage and left, leaving Curry where he was.

Mo Mengchen believes that no matter the individual level or the social level, all profound and all-changing changes are completed in a short period of time.We are never ready for life to suddenly throw challenges in front of us that test our mettle and our willingness to transform.At this moment, it is useless to pretend that nothing happened, or to excuse that you have tried your best or that you are not ready. Challenges wait for no one, time does not go backwards, and only you can change the result.

Eddie Curry, do you accept your destiny, or resist the destiny that is coming.

I'll wait and see.

Mo Mengchen went outside, face up, the night is pleasant tonight.

(End of this chapter)