You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 98 Small Cities and Big Cities

"Attention, San Antonio International Airport ahead."

"Attention, San Antonio International Airport ahead."

"Damn it, can you get a good night's sleep!" Houston complained.

Mo Mengchen looked back at him and said, "I don't understand why you followed me."

These words made Houston unbearable, why should he follow?He is the No. [-] player on the team. Although he lost to Jordan, Miller, and Glenn Rice by a huge margin in the All-Star voting, so what?He's going to be an All-Star sooner or later, so what's wrong with feeling the atmosphere first?
"I just want to come, do you have an opinion?" Houston bared his teeth angrily.

Mo Mengchen said: "Since you want to come, then don't complain, because you asked for it, just like some idiots whose families were ruined because of smoking/drugs, you asked for it."

"You actually compare me to those people?" Houston looked shocked.

There were many media at the airport, and Houston waved to them, but the media surrounded Hill.

"Can't they see me?" Houston asked.

"So what if I see you?" Mo Mengchen asked, "Are you an All-Star?"

Heartbroken.

Houston said angrily: "If I'm not an All-Star, no one will be interviewed? These damned snobs, I will be an All-Star one day!"

"Then let's wait until you become an All-Star." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston kept up with Mo Mengchen, isn't that right, this rookie was also left out, so he wasn't angry at all?How could he not be angry with such a narcissistic person?

"You're mad too, aren't you?" Houston asked.

Mo Mengchen didn't understand why he said this: "Why should I be angry?"

"They all ignored you, aren't you angry?"

"What do you think they are?"

"reporter?"

"honestly."

"A snobby pig?"

"anything else?"

"idiot!"

"Yes," Mo Mengchen said, "Only idiots care if there are more idiots paying attention to me. I don't care about these idiots."

This sounds quite reasonable.

Houston rolled his eyes: "No! Are you calling me an idiot?"

Mo Mengchen said in surprise: "It's rare, you actually heard it."

With blue veins popping out of his forehead, Houston yelled, "You bastard!"

"What's the noise? Are you sure you won't wait for Grant?" As a veteran football player, Dumars has always been well-connected with the media. He was interviewed by reporters just after leaving the airport.

Houston said sourly, "Do you really think that guy needs us to wait for him?"

"That's right, maybe this group of media will open a presidential private room for him to interview for a whole day." Dumas said, "This guy can't hold himself when he sees the microphone."

Although Mo Mengchen didn't care whether the reporter wanted to interview him or not, it was a bit funny to see Hill smiling at the situation, as if everything was in his hands, calm and composed.

Dumas was quite right when he said he couldn't help himself when he saw the microphone.

A natural media darling, Hill has had no shortage of attention since high school.

From childhood to adulthood, he has won countless championships, and there are countless praises and flowers. For reporters and interviews, he can be said to be an expert in this field.

In front of the microphone, his confidence can overflow from almost any part of his body, and he is a born camera star.

He has been pampered since he was a child, learning piano, appreciating famous paintings, never saying dirty words, and never embarrassing anyone on the court. His aristocratic atmosphere is incompatible with Detroit. He is more suitable for the Lakers, Celtics or Knicks. metropolis.

In that kind of place, his commercial value will increase exponentially.

It's a pity that his life belongs to the Motor City. In order to get rid of the name of the bad boy army, coupled with his own strength, the Pistons chose him without hesitation.

"In front of the media, he is a pearl." Dumars laughed.

Pearl?

This word came out of Dumas's mouth, but a human face appeared in Mo Mengchen's mind.

He was an old man with cold eyebrows and frosty eyes. When he was young, he was a doctor at the top of the pyramid. There were countless big figures who performed operations under him. After retirement, he danced with flowers, plants, pastures, cats and dogs all day long. Sometimes, he would go fishing. .

It was a name hidden deep in my heart.

In this life, Mo Mengchen still has relatives alive.

His grandfather is still alive, and now lives in the countryside outside the city center of Melbourne, and the two don't communicate much.

After Mo Mengchen traveled through time, he never even called this grandfather.

Pearl, this is the word the old man used to describe Mo Mengchen.

For some reason, suddenly, the memory of getting along with that old man swam through my mind.

"Mo, what's the matter with you?" Dumas asked.

Mo Mengchen was startled, "Nothing."

"Are you actually in a daze?"

Houston discovered a remarkable thing. He thought that only ordinary people like him would have the stagnant trance.

"I just remembered something." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill is still being interviewed, and it won't be any time soon.

There are too many reporters and too many questions.

"Well, you go to a hotel, I'll wait for him here." Dumas said.

"Yes." Mo Mengchen didn't want to wait here any longer.

This is exactly what Houston wants. The existence of those reporters is making his eyes hot. Damn, he is also the best shooter in the world (self-proclaimed). Even if he is not an All-Star now, he will be an All-Star sooner or later. These bastards who look down on people are actually ignoring him!

Can this be tolerated?Even if I have no temper, I will lose my temper.

"Damn it, if I were on the Knicks, these reporters would definitely be chasing my ass everywhere!"

To put it bluntly, the Pistons' cards are still small.

What Houston said made sense, and it also reminded Mo Mengchen that he knew what would happen next.

This year is Houston's contract year, and he played extremely well, which naturally attracted the attention of other teams.

At this point, the rules are not yet perfect.

At the end of the contract, the current rookie cannot become a restricted player like in the future. If another team smashes a big contract and the home team cannot match him, he will be completely free until the summer.

Most rookies will choose to renew their contracts with their home team, and some will choose big cities for greater market and popularity.

In Mo Mengchen's previous life, Huston chose to betray.

He became famous with the Knicks, and finally signed a huge contract for 6 years and 1 memory, gaining both fame and fortune.

"Do you want them to follow you because you're Alan Houston from the Knicks, or just because you're Alan Houston and not Alan Houston from so-and-so?"

Mo Mengchen asked abruptly.

"Are you talking tongue twisters?" With Houston's IQ, it was really difficult for him to understand this sentence.

Did he major in animal language for four years in college?Otherwise, why can't you understand people's words?
"Do you want to win attention with your strength, or with the team's reputation?" Mo Mengchen said, "If it's the former, you still need to work hard; if it's the latter, I didn't say anything."

Houston asked: "Can't we be together? I can have strength, and I can double my value with the help of the team's reputation."

"Then you're still the Alan Houston of the Knicks, not the unique Alan Houston."

Houston faintly felt that Mo Mengchen wanted to tell him something, but he said it too vaguely, and he didn't think too much about it now.

This rookie is always like this, smelly fart, narcissistic, and likes to say some inscrutable words.

Sometimes, Houston would question Mo Mengchen's on-court decisions, but the results often proved him to be correct.

"That's it, I like this hotel."

"Emmanuele Royal Hotel? Are you crazy?!"

Houston yelled, "I can't afford it!"

"I know it's expensive here, but we don't have to spend money."

There are many advantages to being a doctor in a private hospital. As a doctor with privileges in a private hospital, he can always perform operations on distinguished patients.

In order to thank him, these patients will not only pay the operation fee to the hospital, but also give him some direct help.

For example, last month, Mo Mengchen performed an operation on the younger brother of the president of the Emmanuelle Group. The operation was successful, and he also received a distinguished gold card personally presented by the president.

With this card, he can stay in Emmanuelle hotels all over the world for free.

"what?!"

Houston was carefree at first, but when he followed Mo Mengchen onto the floor that might even have an extraordinary touch to the brick, he was like a countryman entering the city for the first time.

Seeing their attire, the waiter was a little contemptuous.

"This way please." He brought Mo Mengchen and others to the front desk.

"What do you need?"

"Four first-class rooms." Mo Mengchen said.

"Four rooms?" The waiter at the front desk thought he heard it wrong, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No."

"Sorry, one person can only book one room, and we need to make an appointment here." The waiter almost wrote his disgust on his face, "Also, the first-class room is expensive, I don't know if you are."

Mo Mengchen has no patience to watch her continue to dislike him.

He took out the gold card from his body and said, "Any more questions?"

The waiter looked at it for a long time, and after confirming that it was a gold card, cold sweat broke out from her body. It was obviously still spring and the weather was cold, but she was startled and broke out in hot sweat.

"Sorry, we didn't know you were"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have time to listen to your apology."

How much they disliked Mo Mengchen just now, how much Mo Mengchen dislikes them now.

His expression was full of disgust and disgust, as if seeing the most disgusting scene in "Sewer Mermaid" happening in front of him.

He entered the names of the four of them in turn on the register.

Then the register was pushed back.

"Please come with me." The waiter brought Mo Mengchen and Houston in with a look of apprehension.

　Thank you crazy fans for your reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)