You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 370 Hill's Bitter Melon Face
Entering March, the last full month of the regular season, the Pistons are on full fire, striving to top the rankings.

The pursuers behind are very fierce. The Jazz, Lakers, and Supersonics in the West, the Bulls, and Pacers in the East all have the possibility to replace them. The further the season goes, the more intense the competition between the teams.

ESPN predicted before the start of the game in March: "This season may have five 60-win teams, the only one in history."

On March 3, the Pistons started their four-game streak in the West.

To continuously challenge the Kings, Warriors, Clippers and Lakers.

The Lakers are a strong team here. An acceptable record is three wins and one loss, an ideal record is four consecutive victories, and a bad record is two wins, two losses or even worse.

Hill started the scoring show, scoring 30+ points in three consecutive games. Against the Lakers, he even scored a large triple-double with 40 points, 15 rebounds and 12 assists.

They should have taken away the Lakers' four-game winning streak, but Mo Mengchen's foot in the last quarter made them lose their backbone.

Hill is the player with the strongest personal ability in the team, but when he encounters danger and comes to a critical moment, Mo Mengchen is often the one who calls everyone together to cheer up, even undertakes key attacks, and saves the team at the last moment.

With him, everyone is at ease.

He was carried out on a stretcher with unknown injuries, and everyone in the team was in danger.

Hill buried his head in the offense and tried to hold the game, but the Lakers, who came back to their senses, realized that this was a rare opportunity and started a strong counterattack. In the last 2 minutes, they achieved a lead. The 2+1 deduction established the final victory.

"I hate oversized triple-doubles."

Hill, who scored 40+ triple-doubles again tonight, said bitterly: "Because I always lose when I get a big triple-double."

If Mo Mengchen hadn't sprained their feet, they would definitely not have been overtaken, and they would most likely win this game, but what has happened is nothing if not impossible.

The only good news is that Mo Mengchen only has a sprained ankle and has no other injuries. He only needs to rest for a week before he can resume training.

That night, Mo Mengchen returned to Detroit with the team.

Mo Mengchen is a doctor. He knows how to deal with sprained feet better than anyone else. After joining the NBA, he usually reads books related to sports medicine. Now he can be regarded as an expert in the field of sports medicine.

He sat well, thinking about the past three years.

In the first year, it was relatively stable, he adapted to the NBA, the team lineup was not good, and he was eliminated by the Magic in the first round;
In the second year, which was supposed to be a year of forging ahead, their lineup depth was greatly strengthened, but was ruined by Collins, and finally eliminated by the Bulls in the semifinals;
The third year, which is this year.

Everything is fine, there were some problems at the beginning of the season, and there were small frictions in the middle, which were perfectly solved by him and Frouses.

The team's chemical reaction, personnel rotation, fighting spirit, centripetal force, and chemical reaction have all become perfect as the season progresses. They are already a team without many flaws.

Also in this season, he has never had any problems in the past two years. First, he had a bad cold and rested for more than ten days, and then he sprained his ankle.

What greeted him was nearly 10 days of rest.

Mo Mengchen doesn't like to think wildly, and it is common for athletes to sprain their feet.

Who doesn't sprain their feet when playing ball?
This is normal, but it happened at this time, at the end of the season, when the team was preparing to hit the rankings and adjust to enter the playoffs, but he sprained his ankle.

After all, it's bad news.

"Ahead, Detroit International Airport DTW!"

"Ahead, Detroit International Airport DTW!"

Seeing Mo Mengchen lost in thought, Hill said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

To be honest, I'm not very sure about you
"I know." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill said: "Heal your injury and wait for you to come back."

"Are you so busy all day long, the king of empty slashers? Why don't you comfort yourself when you have all this time? Why do you always lose the game with good statistics? No wonder people always say that we are the brush team." Mo Mengchen is about to take sick leave, but he doesn't want to Before leaving for a short time, he left a good memory for his partner, "You, the brush, have an unshirkable responsibility."

Unexpectedly, not only was Hill not angry, but he also agreed with Mo Mengchen's irony.

"I'm also thinking, maybe I'm really a brush."

"Otherwise, why can't you get good data on the premise of winning?"

Kobe said that as long as you are determined, you can hit more iron than me.

The second half was added by myself.

However, Hill really has no such determination.

He has proved himself to be a superstar with both offense and defense in the past few years, but he rarely proves himself at critical moments, and many people still think that he cannot fight tough battles.

Mo Mengchen didn't taunt him, and said in silence for a while: "It's just a match, it won't affect anything."

"I hope." Now Hill looked depressed.

After the plane landed in Detroit, Mo Mengchen went home directly. He was on the injured list again, and he will have a good rest in the next week, not going anywhere, just staying at home as an otaku who gave up treatment.

When people are bored, time passes very slowly.

Mo Mengchen didn't want to touch his sprained leg, so he bought a wheelchair and lived a short life of a disabled person. Fortunately, the space at home is not small, but going down the stairs will be troublesome, and there is no elevator on the second floor of Garidon Apartment , which is annoying.

Even more annoying are the fans.

The sales of Mo Mengchen's new album are exploding, and the momentum is unstoppable, and there are more and more brainless fanatic fans. Every fan knows that he lives in Garleton Apartment, and 50 security guards are no longer able to guard the peace of the apartment. For this reason, The security forces had to be increased.

50 security forces expanded to 100 people.

Mo Mengchen also hired two bodyguards, one named Luca Adriano, a Spaniard; the other named Celci Lopez, an American, a former Navy SEAL, with great personal ability but no brains.

They are only responsible for keeping an eye on the stairs and elevator doors of the apartment, and they have to make sure that all the residents entering the apartment are residents here.

Ever since Mo Mengchen bought the Garridon apartment, there were no new residents here, and he didn't drive out the old residents either.

The old residents who live here basically know him, and each of them has a new album signed by Mo Mengchen in their hands.

Because Mo Mengchen will give them a copy before releasing a new album.

The old residents of Garleton Apartment also abide by the rules. If it's not something urgent, they usually don't come to 250 to disturb Mo Mengchen.

This night, the Pistons played away against the Rockets.

Mo Mengchen was at home, holding a big cup of popcorn in his hand, Ephraim was lying in his arms, and Medela sat on the side and seriously filled out the form.

It's not work, it's a more intimate form that just looks like work.

Madela didn't want other people to see the form, and she didn't want to be too conspicuous, because everyone knew her forms were boring, so no one wanted to see what she was filling out.

Adrian sat on an automatically retractable chair and commented on Hill's performance tonight: "Grant punches the duck!"

How much support can a 12-year-old boy provide?

Hill, who is far away in Houston, must not feel it. In the next round, he was emptied by the Rockets.

The glider cruelly released him with a three-meter wide open to double-team Barkley inside.

Tonight Barkley is red-eyed. He hasn't been in such a good state for a long time. He has three-pointers, post-up singles, and plays with the ball facing the basket. He scored his 30th tonight at the beginning of the fourth quarter. point.

The game has entered a stalemate, which is a terrible stage that needs to be scored. The Rockets actually adopted this kind of defense against Hill?
"Vote!" Adrian yelled.

Hill voted, he hesitated for three seconds.

won't go in.

Mo Mengchen thought to himself.

"boom!"

Mo Mengchen predicted that he would not make it, not because Hill's three-point shooting rate was less than 15% this season, but because he hesitated.

If he doesn't even believe in himself, how can he make the ball at this critical moment?

The Rockets emptied Hill, and Hill decisively missed the shot. This is not a good signal.

The aging Rockets have lost their competitiveness. They can only guarantee a place in the playoffs in the West. For a team that has won two consecutive championships a few years ago, guaranteeing a place in the playoffs is not satisfactory .

Their defense against Hill can be said to be extremely disgusting, but Hill just let them get their wish.

Even so, the Pistons' lineup depth advantage also played an effect at the last moment. They overwhelmed the old and weak Rockets and struggled to win an away game to avoid a two-game losing streak.

"It's a good thing we won."

A 12-year-old can only see points and points and wins and losses.

The essence of competitive sports is to win, and the basis of ball games is to score. In fact, he has already grasped the true meaning of this sport.

Hill scored 21 points, 13 rebounds and 8 assists. The Rockets' defense of him at the last moment made him very embarrassed.

He almost ruined the good game, and the disappointment on his face was clearly visible.

"This idiot is thinking wildly again." Mo Mengchen complained.

Ephraim immediately changed the channel, and pinched Mo Mengchen's face: "Don't think about it, you should rest in peace now."

"I know." Mo Mengchen pecked her face and slowly got up.

Ephraim hurriedly put away the form and said to Mo Mengchen, "Boss, I have some friends coming tomorrow morning."

After Ethan's identity was exposed, Mo Mengchen's peaceful life was broken. In order to prevent idlers (brainless fans) from entering the apartment, many obstacles were set up around the apartment.

There are more than ten security guards, and two bodyguards with combat experience exist for this purpose.

"Go tell Luka and them." Mo Mengchen said lightly.

Madeira grabbed the form in her hand, she hid it well, if she hadn't been so cautious, Mo Mengchen might not have become suspicious.

He glanced at it, and his excellent vision allowed him to read a few lines in the form.

Educational requirements: University.

Age requirement: around 25 years old.

Appearance requirements: good facial features.

Ok?
what is this?
Mo Mengchen's mind was filled with Hill's bitter face in front of the camera, and when he saw these few lines, he couldn't think of them for a while.

(End of this chapter)