You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 304 Selfishness
125 is better than 104
"It was an unequal battle between two teams of different levels, that's all I can say."

Kenny Smith talked about this game, his expression was as satisfied as eating Texas sausage: "Last season's failure made the Pistons completely transformed. I'm sure they have completely transformed."

Mo Mengchen played 29 minutes tonight and scored 12 points, 7 rebounds and 10 assists.

His performance is a microcosm of the Pistons. Eight Pistons scored in double figures tonight.

The person with the most points was Alan Houston, who scored 18 points with one-handed shooting.

"Coach Frauses, will this game increase your confidence?" From a reporter from the Detroit Brave.

Frause's expression is very relaxed, he is very good at dealing with reporters, and his kind and rich face is a magic weapon for public relations.

"No." Frouses explained, "Because I have full confidence in the team. For us, as long as we play the right rhythm, timely timeouts and substitutions, we can beat any opponent."

Frauses and Collins are two very different people. He can quickly mingle with reporters and arrange the players' playing time very reasonably.

But there are too many people who can play for the Pistons. Even if he played a 12-man rotation, some people were still left out.

Don Reed didn't get a chance after being substituted in the second quarter, and Frauses seemed disappointed in him.

"I don't want to comfort you because you played shit tonight."

Mo Mengchen took off his jersey, only wearing shorts, holding a bath towel in his hand, and finally said: "Pray, pray that the coach is more patient than me, pray that he will give you more chances, and pray that you can play well in the next game , because opportunity is equal for everyone.”

Reid's most respected teammate is Mo Mengchen. This student of the same grade has extraordinary ability and charm, but as long as someone makes a mistake, he is the one who scolds him the most.

Mo Mengchen's accusation made Reid's mood extremely low. He sat in his seat, depressed, and lost interest in everything.

"Mo's words are a bit heavy, don't take it to heart."

Rhett raised his head, when his father finished whipping, his mother came up to comfort him.

Rhett said, "Grant, leave me alone."

"But he was right in saying one thing. Opportunities are equal for everyone. You should reflect." Hill patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Mo Mengchen turned on the shower, and warm hot water rained down on his head.

The reason why Mo Mengchen was angry was not only because of Rhett's bad performance, but also because of his selfishness, and because he failed others.

There are so many players in the team who can play, and if you play for 1 minute, others have to play 1 minute less.

No matter how Frouses arranges the rotation, some people will not worry about it after all.

Lore, Lauderdale and Chris Robinson.

These three people didn't play because of their limited strength, and they were not stronger than others; second, because of their down-to-earth personalities, they were able to passionately throw towels and encourage others off the court without being on the court; Personality means they don't make trouble, and they don't get emotional because they don't have playing time.

Reid let down not only the coaching staff and other teammates, but also Lore and others who didn't even have a chance to play.

After taking a shower, Mo Mengchen changed into clothes.

He can no longer walk around the locker room naked, which is the rule that Frauses set before the start of the season.

Because of the addition of a new female gymnast and trainer to the team, Frauses banned nudity in the locker room.

Mo Mengchen felt that there was nothing wrong with this rule, but there was one more thing to add: Everyone should prepare three bottles of deodorant with them, one for use, one for spare, and one for borrowing when others need it.

Europeans and Americans are puzzled by the habit of Asians not buying deodorants. Similarly, Asians also have doubts about why Europeans and Americans have a deodorant.

As long as you spend any time with them, you realize that without deodorant, the whole thing is a moving dump.

That smell is enough to turn most people off.

After time travelling, Mo Mengchen was happiest that Ephraim didn't need deodorant, because she didn't have the natural talent for body odor that other Europeans and Americans are born with.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen was never awakened by Ephraim's body odor in the early morning.

He washed for nearly half an hour, dried himself, put on his trousers, and came out shirtless.

The locker room has almost dispersed. In the first game of the new season, everyone seems to have activities after the game.

For example, Barkley took Jerome Williams, who was about to be justiced by the league, to a nightclub to relax.

Barkley opened a new chapter for the Pistons to go to nightclubs, and now many people have been brought into nightclub princes by him.

Mo Mengchen didn't like to go to places with dim lights and noisy environment.

He glanced at the time, Little Doula and the others had already made a reservation for him to have supper.

Mo Mengchen drove to the agreed place.

"Ethan, here!" Little Dora shouted.

"You should call me Mo." Mo Mengchen was not used to this unscrupulous guy calling him by his stage name.

Little Du La smiled and said, "Are you shy?"

"A little bit," Mo Mengchen poured a glass of water and asked, "Are you three so free? After the game, you will have supper."

Solon said lightly: "Shannon still has to give face, but actually I don't want to come."

"You can go now, no one is stopping you."

If he agreed, little Doula would really go to the gate to see him off.

Solon gave him a nod and took a sip of wine.

"I know what you guys want to say." Mo Mengchen took a sip of wine, "The new album is already in production, but it still takes time. You just need to do a good job in publicity and planning. Besides, there is no need for performances. If my current singing skills Go to the scene, it will turn into a tragic fan-dropping convention."

Solon finally stopped being "indifferent", this is a typical snobbish eye, he smiled and said: "I like your honesty, our ambitions are not big, you are now in the sky in the music world, you should find a way to expand your influence That's right, even if you don't perform, you should accept some important commercials and endorsements."

"Isn't it enough to give you three advertisements and endorsements?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Little Du La was startled: "Is this the only ambition you have?"

"At the beginning we agreed that I would only work as a part-time job. You can take this opportunity to earn extra money."

"I still think that way now, and always will."

Mo Mengchen said slowly.

"Since you don't mean it, so be it. With your influence and our announcement, your next album will sell better." Poser is quite confident.

They've been talking about work.

But Mo Mengchen knew that Poser didn't want to talk about work, and the only thing she wanted to talk about was Lorenta.

Mo Mengchen agreed to help Lorenta with the operation, but the time has not been set, and two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After supper, Little Dora and Solon parted ways.

Mo Mengchen and Poser came to the parking lot together.

"Mo, when will you make up your mind?" Poser asked.

"I won't go back on what I promised you, I just need help." Mo Mengchen said.

Poser said, "What help? You tell me, whatever it is."

Mo Mengchen interrupted her: "Leave this matter to me, you just need to wait, and then encourage Lorenta."

"How much longer?" Poser asked.

Mo Mengchen looked up at the night sky, and the stars were twinkling: "I don't know."

"do not know?"

"Be patient and don't rush."

Mo Mengchen got into the car and left.

He walked in such a hurry that those who knew him well would find that he had never been in such a hurry.

Poser's question made him flustered.

Has he really made up his mind to do this operation?Do this at the risk of damaging your knees.

Everyone has selfishness, and so does he. His NBA career is in a period of rapid growth, and he can't stop here, let alone affect himself because of the hospital incident.

He had already promised Poser, so he must do it.

He needs another doctor to assist him, this person must have skills no less than his, so who has this ability?

His thoughts drifted away, flying to the Mayo Medical Center two thousand kilometers away.

　Mo Mengchen: Thanks to the naughty Tutu for the reward, the weather forecast says there may be four changes tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)