You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 96 Good News and Bad News

106 is better than 98
The Blazers chased the whole game, and they never let the game enter garbage time.

The main players of both sides played to the end of the game.

In the end, they failed to catch up with the score and the result did not change.

Rod Strickland scored the most points for the Blazers. His total data was 21 points and 8 assists. It looks like a pretty good data, but his plus-minus value is terrifying -21, that is to say, During his time on the court, the Blazers had a net loss of 21 points.

As his opponent, Mo Mengchen had 17 points, 7 rebounds, 10 assists and 5 steals.

At the end of the game, Mo Mengchen saw a row of clear green characters.

"Let your opponent score less than 15 points—lose."

"Getting a double-double—success."

"Personal Skills Rating of B+—Successful."

"Team Technical Rating achieved A--Success.

"Achieving Achievement: At least 5 points, 5 rebounds, 5 assists and 5 steals for the first time in his career."

"Return: 800+1500."

"Current score: 2400."

Mo Mengchen used to save up to 30000 attribute points and then use them all together, because if there are not many points, there must not be many points that can be added.

At this stage, he still focuses on increasing his strength.

Maybe this season, the attribute points he added are all strength, which is also impossible. Due to his injury history and the risk of injury visible to the naked eye, he dare not practice strength, so he can only improve it through the system.

"You cunning bastard, see you next time, and I'll score 30 points on you!"

When Strickland said this, he was full of confidence. This was by no means a lie, because Mo Mengchen's defense was so bad that it exploded.

He would have scored 30 points tonight if the Pistons hadn't wiped his ass.

Although Mo Mengchen has an average of 2.4 steals per game, this only shows that he has a good anticipation of the ball, except for steals, his defense can be said to be very poor.

The speed type cannot be prevented;
The power type can't stand it;
There is no defense against the gifted type.

This is also the reason why Mo Mengchen is determined to use this season to improve his strength. Before improving other attributes, he must first overcome the problem of not being able to defend against powerful defenders.

Once the strength is improved, the power of the defensive end will also increase. Even if there is no speed or talent, confrontation alone can create difficulties for the opponent.

"You had a good game, Mo," laughed Thorpe.

If there is anyone in the Pistons that Mo Mengchen respects, Dumars before he lost his appearance counts as one, and Thorpe now counts as one.

If it weren't for Thorpe, he would be blown up every game.

"Thanks to you." Mo Mengchen said.

Hearing this, the teammates around him were stunned.

Did you hear me right?Is Mo Mengchen humble?This guy is actually humble?

Hasn't this guy always been a "what is modesty to eat?" advocate?What's going on today?

"Very well, Mo, it seems that you have realized my importance." Houston laughed.

I didn't tell you again.

Mo Mengchen gave him a blank look; "Tonight, you are indeed indispensable."

"Oh my god! Are you out of your mind? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" It's already amazing to be humble, but even taking the initiative to praise others, Houston began to doubt whether Mo Mengchen standing in front of him was a real person up.

Don't be a robot, right?
After finally boasting that others were treated like this, Mo Mengchen took off his clothes, left his stunned teammates in the locker room, and went into the shower room by himself.

"Defend.Defend"

Strickland still beat him tonight.

When he was watching the game as a fan, he hated people with bad defense the most, but now he has become such a person himself.

What an irony.

After thinking about it, he should be proud to be the starter of the playoff team with a total rating of 65, but he found more and more problems.

The more games are played, the more obvious the problem becomes.

In order to improve, Mo Mengchen has worked hard enough. He does not use "foresight" to make money everywhere like other traversers. He only makes some simple investments, starts his own company, and then looks for things to do in order to earn attribute points, and plays games at night. , surgery in the morning and training in the afternoon.

It's packed all day long.

Even so, he has only improved his strength so far. Other aspects, such as shooting, are achieved by training [-] shots a day.

Even though I've tried so hard, I still don't feel like it's enough.

There was so little time, he even hoped to travel to "Legends of Tomorrow" for a time loop like that bald man.

Today, Mo Mengchen only took a bath for 10 minutes, because Little Dura invited him to have supper, and he didn't want him to wait too long.

Although little Doula looked foolish, dishonest and unreliable, he was indeed a good friend.

Even though Mo Mengchen always laughed at him, he still recognized this friend in his heart.

"Mo, where are you going?"

"I have an appointment, tell the coach for me."

"A date? With whom?"

"Sophie Marceau."

"Go to hell!"

parking lot

"Boss, where are we going?"

Madeira was already going home, but Mo Mengchen suddenly asked her to have a supper. She was not hungry at all, but she dared not refuse.

"Heart of Sea Blue."

"Heart of Sea Blue!!?"

she called out.

Why is this woman always surprised?What's the surprise?
Mo Mengchen found Rachel McAdams' comedic state in her, with the same nervousness and the same fuss.

"That's the best restaurant in Detroit!" Madeira said in surprise, "I can't usually afford it."

"Let go and eat, someone treats you."

"Isn't it your treat?"

Mo Mengchen gave him a mocking face: "What made you have the illusion that I would treat you to supper? Could it be that I am too nice to you?"

Madeira chose to keep her mouth shut.

Along the way, she didn't say a word, which was really painful for someone she likes to talk so much.

But she was worried that a casual sentence would attract harsh sarcasm, and she couldn't stand it.

sea ​​blue heart
From the outside, it looks like a crystal palace, like the blue sky. Walking into it, ordinary poor people would tremble with fear. This is by no means a place that the poor can afford.

Even the waiters look as beautiful as models.

"Hello, are you Mr. Dora's guest?"

"Yes."

"this way please."

Little Doula was attracted by Madeira immediately, he squinted his eyes and asked, "Mo, who is this?"

"My follower," Mo Mengchen said unceremoniously, "She's hungry too, don't you mind?"

To be honest, if Mo Mengchen didn't bring other people with him tonight, little Doula would think that this guy was planning to kill him, otherwise why didn't he bring anyone with him?

Although this person is mean by nature, he is very open-minded and willing to share when he eats this piece, just like those people who insist on dragging others to go to the toilet, he will definitely call others, there is no other reason, this It's a habit, and he feels more at ease with someone around him.

Little Du La waved his hand: "I watched a wonderful game tonight, you can order whatever you want, I'll treat you!"

"Amier, it's more expensive." Mo Mengchen reminded.

The corner of Little Du La's mouth twitched. Although he didn't care about the money, could this person be more reserved?
"I have good news and bad news now, which one do you want to hear?"

Little Du La poured a glass of red wine for Mo Mengchen, and asked with a smile.

"bad news."

"Shannon Poser is not going to give up. I heard that she is planning to hospitalize her daughter in St. Lucifer." Little Dura said.

Mo Mengchen snorted softly: "I have the right to choose patients, this trick doesn't work."

"It doesn't work, but can you just watch her daughter accept the operation of those doctors with poor skills? I know how your first operation was performed." Little Doula raised her glass and laughed, "This woman is really insidious!"

More clever than insidious?
Mo Mengchen raised his glass: "For your arrival tonight."

"Wait, you don't want to know what the good news is?"

"Excuse me, your good news is usually bad news, I don't want to know."

"Fuck you, don't be so kind as to be a donkey!" Little Doula went crazy.

Mo Mengchen took a sip of wine and said, "Then tell me, what is the good news?"

"We reached a verbal agreement with your boss today. If there is no accident, starting next season, our family's advertisement will be printed on your game jerseys!" Little Dula said proudly.

Mo Mengchen frowned deeply: "Is it really necessary to print such an ugly logo on the jersey?"

"You actually think the LOGO of Dura Electric is ugly?" Little Dula frowned, looking like she might turn her face at any time.

Mo Mengchen didn't want to take it back, ugly is ugly.

"Maybe there is a problem with your aesthetics, but I will not change my opinion."

"Actually, my opinion is the same as yours. This LOGO is so fucking ugly!" The idiot simply said, "For this LOGO, we paid the creator 10 yuan for the property rights. It's a fucking robbery!"

The waiter brought the food before the guy could spit all over the table.

Medela is very direct, just like what Mo Mengchen said, only order expensive ones, one order is eight dishes.

"Eat, I'm hungry."

Mo Mengchen picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece of steak into five pieces like performing surgery, and ate them one by one.

Little Doula didn't eat much, he kept pouring wine for himself, talking east and west, after eating this meal, Mo Mengchen only remembered that he told one good news and one bad news, as for the others, he The left ear listens in, and the right ear flies out.

Anyway, it's all spam, so I forgot it for nothing.

(End of this chapter)