You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 358 Please win the championship

In the past month, Yavi Tevdanla has spent 25 days in the hospital, and spent the other five days trying to find a way to enter the hospital.

So, within a month, he'd been hurt all over his body, and if he wasn't sick, he'd figured out how to make himself sick.

Yawei also felt a little crazy, but what else could he do?

Noah Sievers rejected his words that day - "Don't you want to know why I don't like you or even hate you? Well, listen to me. I don't like you. It's because you're uneducated. I don't like you , because you are brazen. I don’t like you because you act like a beast. I don’t like you because you are only interested in your company, your experiments, your products, and yourself.” ——Now what he There was nothing left, he could devote all his attention to Sievers.

He wanted to pursue Sievers in a fair manner.

Today he finally got his chance.

He was in the same elevator as Sievers, and it would have been great if there wasn't a male doctor next to him.

"Noah."

Now Yawei looks extremely depressed, the former spirit has disappeared on his face, he is like an abandoned stray dog, unkempt, aged more than ten years.

Before Sievers could speak, the male doctor next to her spoke first: "Mr. Tefdanla, you have suffered from many illnesses in the past month, what have you done? Only a biochemical person will get sick so frequently like you .”

"What?" Yawei didn't expect that the male doctor would take the initiative to shoot.

If Mo Mengchen had been present, he would have explained to Yawei why the male doctor would shoot. This is the most annoying guy in Saint Lucifer.

He's Emergency Room Director Gary Keel.

Yavi wanted to ask Siphus out, but with Keir present, his idea was doomed.

"Shouldn't you see a doctor when you're sick?" Yawei countered, "Or is it that St. Lucifer's Hospital doesn't welcome patients like me who are often sick?"

The chance to express himself in front of Sievers is what Keel wants. He can see that the beauty executive is tired of this loser's stalking.

"Of course not. We welcome patients who pursue health, but a very small number of people will enter the hospital for some ulterior purpose. In the past month, there was such a person in our hospital. Pain, cold, fever and diarrhea, I really suspect that this guy's body is full of parasites, otherwise why would he be sick for a month?" Keel was extremely mean, "It's a blessing that such a poor kid can live to be 32 years old. God's favor."

In an instant, Yawei's anger rose to the extreme, and he almost threw his fist at Kiel.

But he saw Sievers' face, and he could never do such a thing in front of Sievers.

He held back the monstrous anger.

"This is really bad." Yawei swallowed.

Keir smiled lightly; "However, if this poor guy really likes the hospital so much, we can't take them in. After all, the traffic in the hospital is increasing, and we need more cleaners. If necessary, We can hire these weirdos who like to be in the hospital."

"Of course, there is no salary." Keel sneered, "Anyway, what they want is to stay in the hospital?"

The elevator door opened.

Yawei said indifferently: "Yes, I think they will think about it."

Yawei left, and the lonely back looked a little pitiful.

"Gase, you don't have to do this to him." Sievers thought Keel was overdoing it.

Keir snorted coldly: "Noah, he wants to arouse your sympathy, you must not be fooled, everything is this guy's disguise!"

"I won't be fooled, and you don't have to make things difficult for him." Sievers pressed the button to go to the basement.

Keel stepped out of the elevator.

Yavi stood on the sidelines, staring coldly at Sievers talking to Kiel, that damn bastard, how dare he say that.

There was an evil fire in Yawei's heart, and he looked at the fire ax on the wall.

He could make Kiel pay if he wanted to.

In the end he didn't do that.

This year's All-Star Weekend was held in New York, and two of the Pistons were selected for the All-Star Game.

Hill was selected as the All-Star starter, while Mo Mengchen lost to Hardaway with a slight advantage and was placed on the bench.

Someone said that if most of the fans didn't know how to vote, Mo Mengchen should have fewer votes than Jordan in the end.

Mo Mengchen's selection was well-received, with an average of 16 points, 8 rebounds, 11 assists and 2 steals per game. If it weren't for Penny, this would basically be the number one point guard in the Eastern Conference.

"What is valuable is that he is 197 centimeters tall, but he is a traditional pure point guard with excellent shooting skills and a big heart. He dares to take responsibility at critical moments, but loves to pass the ball in regular time."

With the rise of scoring combo guards headed by Iverson, point guards are no longer dominated by old-school traditional point guards headed by Stockton and Mo Mengchen. Everyone also has high requirements for the offensive ability of point guards.

After all, those point guards who have led the team to achieve great achievements in history all have the offensive ability to resist the team and move forward.

This session of All-Stars was later called the most star-studded session of All-Stars.

"Imagine Jordan, Penny, Grant Hill, Dor.Mo, Shaq, TD, Kobe, KG, Karl Malone all in one place."

The East's backcourt lineup is staggeringly luxurious.

Jordan and his two successors built the most luxurious perimeter ever.

Hardaway and Hill, the development of these two people is very different from Mo Mengchen's cognition. They responded to the expectations of the outside world and are considered to be the rulers of the NBA after the millennium.

As the 84 generation ages, so does their era.

This year's All-Star weekend, the Pistons can be said to be one of the most committed teams.

Mo Mengchen and Hill were selected for the main match.In addition, Mo Mengchen will also participate in the three-point shooting contest, Bobby Jackson and Scott Pollard will participate in the Rookie Challenge, and Alan Houston and Joe Dumars will also come to New York as part of the sightseeing group join in the fun.

In addition to Barkley who gambled heavily with Jordan in Las Vegas for several days and nights, the team dispatched a total of six players.

"Dad, you don't need to show in the main game, you must win the three-point shootout contest."

Pollard recently changed her hairstyle.

Only two days later, Mo Mengchen began to miss the peaked cap that was left on his head.

How good was that hairstyle before?How beautiful is it?If the sun is too big, the bird feathers can help block the sun, what the hell is this hairstyle now?

The hair is concentrated in the position of the Tianling Gai, and it is curled into a ball of black, while the rest of the hair is bald.

Mo Mengchen found that there was a problem with Pollard's aesthetics. Is it because they forcibly cut off his bird feathers last time?If it was, he'd have a bad conscience for the next few minutes.

"I'll try my best." Mo Mengchen couldn't look directly at Pollard's ball head.

Houston said: "If you want to bet, you have to hurry up. Do you think Mo will win the championship?"

"I'll pay 43, betting that he won't win the championship!" Houston said with a smile, "After all, his three-pointers have dropped a lot this year, and his shooting percentage is only [-]%."

"43% hit rate? Only?"

"Did you misunderstand this word?"

"That's right, you're only shooting 38% from three-pointers, how dare you say that?"

Houston made a careless statement and was besieged.

CIC Wang blushed when asked, and hurriedly interrupted: "Don't change the subject, do you dare to bet?"

"Then I have to bet with you." Pollard poked his head with a ball, "I'll beat you, Dad will definitely not win the championship!"

Meatball head, are you serious?
Mo Mengchen was so angry that he turned his head to look directly at Pollard, and after a few seconds, he turned his head back again.

Damn, I can't do it.

Jackson originally wanted to challenge Houston, but Pollard had already taken the lead. He could only prepare for tens of thousands of dollars in vain, and said painfully: "I support Dad to win the championship."

Only Hill and Dumars remained silent.

"I really don't want to support you." Hill seemed to be making a difficult decision, "But how can Mom not stand with Dad? So, Mo, please win the championship!"

(End of this chapter)