You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 278 For the future
When he hit the ground, the numbness in his ankle disappeared without a trace.

Before he had time to be happy for himself, an uncontrolled impact fell on him like a meteorite hitting land.

Even a foul failed to stop Hill, and Rodman lost control of his body in the air and knocked down with Hill.

Teammates from both sides stepped forward one after another to pull them away.

"Are you okay?" Barkley asked.

Hill grabbed their hands and stood up.

The numbness in the ankle disappeared, but there was a soreness in the calf.

He wanted to be sure, so he took a step.

Indeed, this is the feeling.

Sore.

Players 20 years from now will quit the game as long as they feel sore calves, because it is the body's alarm.

The human body still has many unsolved mysteries, and it will warn in various ways.

Hill didn't intend to hide it, he said to everyone: "I feel a little sore in my calf."

Before Mo Mengchen could speak, Hill stopped him: "I know what you want to say, I refuse your proposal, my body is my decision."

"Fuck you! Your body is decided by the team doctor, what kind of onion are you?" Mo Mengchen yelled at him.

Then he walked away angrily.

Even the Bulls looked over, not knowing what happened.

Hill was stunned for a moment, and said, "How can he talk like that? Does a guy like him really have friends?"

The words didn't ease the mood as Hill had hoped, with Houston, Barkley and Ratliff worried about him.

"Do you need to go down and rest?" the referee asked.

Hill said: "No, sir, I can continue to fight."

Mo Mengchen ran to the sidelines and called David Wise: "That idiot's injury has recurred!"

"What did he say?" Wise asked nervously.

"He wants to continue fighting," Mo Mengchen said.

Wise said angrily, "Is he crazy?"

"You can let him go, right?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Wise froze for a few seconds, then shook his head: "There is only one person who can force him to be replaced, and you know who it is."

Mo Mengchen turned his eyes and came to Doug Collins.

Collins, who has long been the head coach of the Pistons, just happened to see his anxious face, and felt a burst of relief.

It turns out that you will also have tense times.

"Replace him." Mo Mengchen said in a deep voice.

Collins smiled and asked, "Who?"

"You ask me?" Mo Mengchen pointed at Hill, "That idiot who made free throws!"

Collins said: "Mo, of course I want to replace Grant, but I hope to get his consent instead of forcing him to go off."

Hill made two free throws and the Bulls attacked.

Mo Mengchen turned around angrily, and went up to hug Harper.

"It seems that you have encountered some troubles." Harper laughed.

"None of your business!" Mo Mengchen gave Harper a rough foul.

His hands were raised faster than the referee's whistle.

Just as the referee's whistle was in his mouth, his hand was already raised.

"This is Dor.Mo's third foul, what's wrong with him?"

Ephraim and Adrian saw this scene nearby.

Madeira murmured: "It's the first time I've seen him so angry."

"It's worth it to see you become so angry." Harper smiled instead of anger, with a look of excitement on his face.

Mo Mengchen didn't know why he was so angry.

He is also thinking, why?
Let Hill kill himself, let him kill himself, and he just happens to be the real boss of the Pistons.

Even without a helper like Hill, he can make the team draw the best players in the draft in the future. What's the big deal about a Hill?
He and Hill were destined to be teammates.

Mo Mengchen's third ACL tear was in the game against Duke, which was Hill's team.

So they got acquainted.

He was able to join the Pistons smoothly. It's hard to say that without Hill's side-firing, the team's opinions on stars are more important.

He and Hill have a weak character and a strong character.

One is liked by everyone, and the other is feared by everyone.

They are golden partners.

Even so, so what?I've done everything I can to get him out and he's still going to play, what can I do?
On the offensive end, Mo Mengchen didn't stop passing the ball to Hill because he was angry. He still passed the ball to Hill, but there was no communication between them.

Hill's speed began to slow down, which was extremely obvious.

No matter how explosive the first step is, if it is not worthy of the fast speed of holding the ball, so what?
Pippen caught up to him and sent a big cap on his back.

Bulls counterattack.

Mo Mengchen stopped and fouled again.

It was his fourth personal foul.

"Dor.Mo should pay attention to his foul count!"

The commentator didn't understand, and neither did the audience. Mo Mengchen fouled randomly as if he didn't want money for the foul.

Hill got up, his face full of unwillingness.

Suddenly, Mo Mengchen seemed to understand something.

When he persuaded Hill to truce before, he made a guarantee of winning.

Hill rested until yesterday. The soreness finally disappeared, but he has not fully recovered, but he can't watch the team be defeated because of the lack of star players.

He is the type of player that the Pistons are most lacking right now.

In the absence of him, the Pistons still won a game against the Bulls.

Maybe this made him blame himself even more?
Does he feel that the Pistons and Bulls would have a fighting chance if he was there?
True, but he's injured, he's not going to recover in this series, and that's a fact, a fact he can't accept.

Damn Doug Collins made him play so many games with the injury that he thought he could make the playoffs with that injury.

Lady Luck will bless you, but never to the end.

But in the final analysis, isn't it me who gave him hope, made him unwilling, and made his desire to come back stronger and stronger?
Mo Mengchen was absent-minded, he was broken by Harper.

Harper's layup was blocked by Ratliff.

If they didn't show tenacious fighting spirit, didn't win the Bulls, and didn't bite to the end, Hill wouldn't have the idea that "if I had me, maybe the result would be different".

Mo Mengchen had many ideas in his mind.

When you are absent-minded, time always passes quickly.

Mo Mengchen was invisible, completely out of focus on the game - the third quarter was over.

74 is better than 65
Hill did his best to avoid the tragedy of the third quarter of death, but it was not much better.

The soreness in the calf had turned into pure pain.

Collins was arranging tactics, and Mo Mengchen walked to Hill's side and said, "Come down."

"I can continue to fight, I can persist until the end, and I will never hold you back." Hill wanted to reject Mo Mengchen in this way.

"and then?"

Mo Mengchen asked.

Hill didn't respond.

"Then?" Hill said, "I don't know, I just know I'm going to fight with you to the end."

"Don't say it so nicely!" Mo Mengchen smiled ugly, "Let me tell you what will happen next. Then we will lose, and the result of you taking a huge risk to fight with us is that we will still lose, don't deny this Point, we played well without you, we were all happy to have you back, but you didn’t make us better because you’re not the best you are now.”

Mo Mengchen didn't give him a chance to refute: "Don't deny this, your return made each of us feel uncomfortable because we accepted the fact that you won't play. But you are back, you need to find your status, every Individual sacrifices, and in the end you find your form and we lose it, you know? You can't win a game by yourself, so, that's the result, we lose!"

Hiller remained silent, the truth was ugly, but only when you said it face to face, you would know how ugly it was.

"There is no game that is sure to lose." Hill still wanted to refute.

"Yeah, maybe you have a 1% chance of leading us to win this game, and then?"

and then?
Isn't winning the result?
"You took such a big risk and would rather let all of us play so uncomfortable and come back, without thinking about the consequences? Do you think you can decide the final result by leading us to win this game by luck? You Think this game can decide everything? Do you think you are a hero if you win this game?"

"Winning this game is only 2 to 2!" Mo Mengchen said loudly, "It's just a tie! Then what? Do you want to fight again? Do you think you can still fight? Let me tell you what will happen after tonight What, your ankle will be sprained, you need help from other people to get out of bed, you need to rest for at least half a month before you can move your feet, if you are still not reconciled, feel that you can win this game, and have the confidence to use crutches to maintain exercise ability, if you lead us to win the series, you can continue to fight!"

Mo Mengchen's expression was almost distorted.

Hill pursed his lips, Mo Mengchen's words nearly broke him.

"But, I want to save this season!" Hill said, "We have overcome so many difficulties to get here, we have had this opportunity so hard, if I have the opportunity to save this season, I will not sit Off the court, I can't sit on the court and watch this happen."

"Wake up, you idiot!"

"Who needs you to save?!" Mo Mengchen yelled, "No one needs it! Including this shitty season! You are not a 40-year-old man! This is not your last year! It is not our last year! This year No, we can come back next year, but not now! The only thing you have to do now is sit on the court and watch us lose this game, and then end this shitty season, for the future!"

Hill sat down, his face darkened.

Collins knew that the dispute had come to an end. He looked at Don Reed in the corner and shouted, "Don, replace Grant."

Mo Mengchen looked up at the top of Mount Auburn Palace.

There are retired jerseys, and championship banners.

That's what he's for.

Competitive sports, if you can't win the championship, everything is empty talk.

It is difficult to persevere, but it is a moment to give up.

for the future.

Mo Mengchen glanced at Reid who was about to play, and said, "We are going to lose, aren't you sad?"

Red laughed: "Of course not, because I know we'll be back here next year."

　I originally wanted to write about three or four more chapters of the defeat to pave the way for Hill's comeback, but later I thought it was unnecessary. No one wants to watch the loss, and the previous foreshadowing is enough, so let's just leave it at that , the result may be different from what you expected, but that's it. When I finished writing this season, I found that I had laid out a lot of branch lines before, and I should collect them. Finally, I attach a paragraph from yesterday's book friend group—— —Hill: Momengchen didn't pass through and I abolished it, and Momengchen passed through and I still abolished it, then you, Momengchen, didn't you pass through in vain? (Captain Jia’s tone) Today seems to be double the monthly pass, so I dare to ask for the monthly pass on this morning when everyone may not be enjoying it enough.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)