You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 20 Nice to meet you
The brightly colored hotel gradually fades to dim.

Mo Mengchen got the first skill.

Fixed skills: left-handed assassin.

Left-Handed Assassin: Fixed skill, cannot be disassembled after equipped.Equipped with this skill, the left hand will have the same function, strength, inertial memory and muscle memory as the right hand.Note that left-handed people are not suitable for use.

Skill level: D.

Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately, Mo Mengchen is not left-handed!
Mo Mengchen exhaled lightly. Although there are only five skill boxes, each of which is very important, this skill is irresistible.

This is the skill that allows players to truly achieve indiscrimination between left and right hands.

Many players are praised by others for their extremely outstanding off-hand ability. In fact, no matter how skilled the off-hand is, there is a gap compared with the dominant hand.

This skill allows the left hand to really reach the same level as the right hand, and realize the real left and right fighting.

"Mo, here's the No. 12 jersey we prepared for you."

This is Mo Mengchen's jersey number in college.

"Thank you."

When he officially signs with the team, he will change his number. He doesn't like 12.

After that, the Pistons took Theo Ratliff with the 19th pick in the first round and Louis M. Lore with the 30th pick in the first round. louis.

In the second round, they selected Don Reed of Georgetown University with the last pick.

As rookies of the same year, they entered the team at the same time, and the four of them met backstage.

"Dude, nice to meet you." Ratliff and Mo Mengchen hugged each other.

Luo Er was very excited: "I really have a fate with you!"

Reed, who was at the bottom of the pick, was more familiar, but within a few minutes, he and Ratliff became good friends, talking about what to do tonight to celebrate.

That night, they returned to Detroit by special plane from Toronto overnight.

Mo Mengchen's agent, Patton, took another plane to deal with some private affairs.

Four rookies with very different personalities came to the Henry Ford Training Center together.

After getting to know everyone on the coaching staff, Collins took them to the general manager's office and showed them the Pistons' two championship trophies.

"I hope you can bring more glory to the team than this." Collins laughed.

Several people around Mo Mengchen smiled awkwardly.

They're not lottery picks, they're both late first-round picks, one of them is the last pick, and they don't have lofty goals.

These two championships represent the heyday of the Pistons.

They won two consecutive championships in the most competitive league ever.

That was the era of Magician, Bird, Jordan, Barkley, Glider, Olajuwon, Ewing, Malone, Wilkins, they were all at their peak, they all wanted to win the championship, that was the most in the past 30 years A talented league, and the Pistons smashed the magic bird god, won two consecutive championships, forced the league to issue malicious fouls, and ended their era.

After the meeting with the management, the four rookies settled down.

For the next period of time, they will practice together with the team and then participate in the Rocky Mountain Summer League.

At this time, the Pistons' summer league team has been formed. As the head coach of the Pistons participating in the summer league this time, Joe Lynch gathered all the people to train two weeks before the start of the game.

This is the last goal of today's match.

Mo Mengchen let one side pull away, and Ratliff made a high pick-and-roll.

It was just a simple tactic. His opponent used his height advantage to block his vision, and the defender blocked his advancing route, but he just didn't know what was going on, passed the ball confidently, and passed the ball with no vision. Down, the ball to Ratliff's hands.

The latter dunked and ended the game brilliantly.

"Damn, that's a great ball, Doc! I love your pass!"

Ratliff wanted to come over and bump chests with Mo Mengchen, but he declined the intimate invitation and raised his hands to give him a high five.

"Mo, why can you see Theo's position? I clearly blocked your view."

Don Reed asked angrily.

"No, not completely blocked."

"You gave me a gap, a small one." Mo Mengchen pinched his fingers and said lightly.

Lynch also noticed that Mo Mengchen's vision was unexpectedly good.

He doesn't just rely on his height to look at the audience, his eyes seem to have the ability to see everyone in the audience, even if it's just a little space, he can see it.

"Mo, you're doing great."

Lynch said.

Mo Mengchen was depressed. He thought that he would get points rewarded for each match, but since he was selected by the Pistons, there was no point reward for intra-team matches, and there were no tasks.

Up to now, he has only accumulated 5000 attribute points.

He calculated that this score is probably only enough to improve the three-point shooting by 2 points.

In his opinion, 2 attribute points can't change anything. Even if he only has a total rating of 59, he hasn't encountered much trouble, so he is not in a hurry.

After these few days of training, he has a general understanding of the teammates around him.

Louis M. Lore, just like his self-introduction, he is all-round, but there is no "very", he is just all-round.

Or how should I put it, he is very comprehensive and can do a little bit of everything.

Three-pointers, yes;

Attack with the ball, if you want him to come, you can;
Organization at the top of the arc, this is a surprise, he has shown a certain ability to organize;

Mid-range shooting, the weakest link;
Strong willingness to move;

unselfish.

Has the potential to be a decent defender, but he hasn't realized how important defense is to him.

He's like a blank filler, he can fill in a stat line, but don't expect him to be at the top of a stat line.

Don Reid, it should be said, was a low-cost gamble for the Pistons to take him with the last pick.

There are basically no good players to be selected with this pick, and the only way to make money is to select available ones.

He is full of passion on the court, has a strong awareness of air cuts, does not hesitate to defend, and is quite threatening to rush for offensive rebounds.

Apart from these, everything else is flawed.

Theo Ratliff.

You know Yao Ming, right?
Are you a Yao Ming fan?
If you are a fan of Yao Ming, or if you have studied Yao Ming a lot, or if you have watched the highlights of Yao Ming's career, you will see such a scene: the rookie Yao Ming clasped his hands on the head of a short center forward, always Showing his modesty, he let out a roar after completing the dunk.

Think about what Yao Ming is like in the NBA, and think about how hard the guy who pushed him to this point on the defensive end gave him such a rookie.

Yes, that man was Ratliff.

He can bring defense and rebounds to the team, and his rim protection is extremely fierce.

Mo Mengchen is very familiar with these three students who are destined to fight side by side with him.

He knows that he cannot be a lone wolf. In this competitive league, he needs a group of teammates who will advance and retreat with him.

As for the others, it's not worth mentioning.

After the day's training, Mo Mengchen declined Ratliff's invitation.

Parton called to tell him that his place had been settled.

His residence is called Garryton Apartment, and it takes about ten minutes to walk to the Henry Ford Training Center, or a few minutes by car.

Mo Mengchen didn't like his room number very much.

250.

His room number is actually 250!

Seeing the room number, Mo Mengchen called Parton back: "Why is it 250?"

"There is no reason, it happens to be 250, don't you like it?"

Mo Mengchen hung up his phone.

"what happened again?"

Mo Mengchen called again.

"How many residents are there on my floor?"

"I have investigated the 9 households, and they are all good citizens. Don't worry."

So Mo Mengchen hung up on Parton again.

"are you crazy!"

Patton stared at the phone for a long time in a daze before expressing this emotion.

Mo Mengchen walked through a shopping mall. He picked up his wallet to see if there was enough money in it. He counted the money and thought it was okay, so he went in and bought 9 gifts.

No special purpose, just basic etiquette.

Mo Mengchen took his key and a bunch of presents and went to the second floor. He first found 250, opened the door, and the inside was cleaned up.

According to his requirements, things are neatly distributed without too many decorations, which are mainly reflected in two words: clean and spacious.

This guy is still solid.

No, it's not always very reliable. For example, he can't handle difficult tasks such as choosing a room number.

Mo Mengchen took out the gift and knocked on the room 260 next door.

"who are you?"

A girl's voice.

"I'm a resident who just moved to 250, and I brought you some gifts." Mo Mengchen tried his best to sound gentle.

"Mom said you don't get paid for nothing."

"Heh," Mo Mengchen was amused by the little girl, "No, I didn't give it to you for nothing, it's reciprocal, you know? I gave you a gift, and you will give me a gift in the future. Please replace your father first. Mom takes it."

"OK then."

Mo Mengchen said: "I used to be a doctor, what I mean is, if you encounter emergencies in the future and need help, please come to 250 to find me."

"Really? Are you really a doctor?"

"Yes, it is."

"Then what's your name?"

"Mo Mengchen, you can just call me Mo."

"Then why can't I call you a doctor?"

Mo Mengchen was stunned by the little girl, and finally, he chose to surrender: "Of course."

"Nice to meet you, Doctor Mo."

"Then what's your name? I don't know you yet."

"Jessica."

"My name is Jessica Thorne."

　There is no time to code words during the Chinese New Year, and there will be two updates every day starting tomorrow. However, after the archived manuscripts are finished, I have to write two books at the same time. It is estimated that two updates a day is the limit, everyone forgive me.

　　
　
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