You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 376 Against Jordan
Adam Frouseth has been a competent head coach on many nights, and the rotation he has been promoting has been praised by many.

Thanks to his steadfast rotation, the Pistons have been a dynamic team from start to finish, and they've never run out of steam.

He faces a test tonight.

After falling behind by a big score at halftime, Mo Mengchen started to break out and continued to chase points.

With 3 minutes left in the first half, Mo Mengchen hit a three-pointer and scored 15 points in a single quarter, chasing the point difference to 8 points.

At this time, it should be the time for Mo Mengchen to rest. He is in such a good state, feels so hot, and the momentum of chasing points has just been brought up. Is it necessary to interrupt him in order to maintain the rotation?
Let Mo Mengchen continue his performance or stick to the rotation?

Frouses is in a dilemma.

"What do you think, Dane?" Frases asked.

Stanton could see the confusion of the rookie coach. He has been an assistant to the head coach of the Pistons for four times.

In the Pistons, head coaching is a high-risk industry. In the past five years, they have changed four head coaches. This team is like the people of this city. Although simple, they are also eager to improve. They cannot accept regression. Coaches who can't lead their teams forward are eliminated, simple as that.

"Adam, if you have doubts about the rotation, it's wrong, at least for now," Stanton replied.

Is it wrong to rotate now?
Frouses stared at the game, and he found that Mo Mengchen didn't want to leave the field at all. If he was replaced now and his state was interrupted, the Bulls would probably breathe a sigh of relief.

"Keep Mo and get someone else," suggested Stanton.

"Yes, don't stay and lead the team forward."

This is an important lesson for coaches: Don't stick to a fixed template, change when it changes.

Half a minute later, Hill made a defensive foul, and he, Houston, and Ratliff were replaced.

The Bulls are still an old team, their aggression is not enough to maintain the whole game, and the Pistons have a lot of good fighters, retain the fiery leader, and boldly make substitutions. Bull style.

It was also at this moment that Zen Master began to look at this Pistons team that was completely different from last year.

Mo Mengchen's offense is not as good as Jordan's, his defense is not as good as Pippen's, and the energy in his body is not as good as Rodman's, but he can control all his talents at a good point and explode.

Why does he keep breaking out against the Bulls?
Because against the Bulls, his teammates are always lost, and he has to take more responsibility.

His ability is not the strongest, but he has a strong heart to fight to the end. This is the gap between the Pistons and the Bulls.

The Bulls have the background of five championships. They have been in the 90s, and their invincible past makes them have full confidence in facing any team.

That's a great quality that the Pistons once had but have lost.

The only way to get back this quality is to overcome all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and stand on the top of the mountains overlooking the world.

They are still far behind.

The Zen master saw that Jordan's fighting spirit was getting stronger and stronger, and his anger had been ignited by Mo Mengchen. He would never allow a junior who had debuted for only three years to continue to dominate him.

"Shh!"

Jordan deliberately asked Mo Mengchen to single out, and an unreasonable emergency stop and retreat pulled the point difference to double digits.

Mo Mengchen showed no fear, and the pressure brought by Jordan made him even stronger.

Ten seconds later, Mo Mengchen got rid of the defense, rushed out to catch the ball and threw a three-pointer in response.

The point difference returned to 7 points.

From body to spirit and even soul, he will not succumb to Jordan.

"Michael, how are you going to beat this stubborn guy?"

The Zen master thought to himself.

How do I beat this bastard?

Jordan controlled the ball. With only one and a half minutes left in the first half, Mo Mengchen had already scored 18 points.

In the entire half, Mo Mengchen scored 23 points. This was the first time since the start of the season. He hadn't scored so many points in the half.

It's no wonder that the Pistons' top two scoring points, Hill and Houston are sluggish tonight, and Barkley and Rodman have not won the competition. If Mo Mengchen doesn't score, the Pistons, which averaged 121 points per game, will fall into desperate scoring shortage.

So he boldly stood up and proved that he has the ability to take over the game, but usually other people are too sharp, so he restrained himself.

No one knows how much he sacrificed for the team's system.

"I'm going to get you done tonight!"

It has been a long time since Jordan has been so eager to blow a person to pieces. He not only wants to suppress Mo Mengchen, but also penetrates into his body, pulls out his soul, and whips him in front of tens of thousands of spectators in the United Center. That's the only way, He was the only one who could make Mo Mengchen feel a deep-seated fear.

Jordan broke through with his left hand and rushed to the basket unstoppably. Even if Mo Mengchen fouled, he also completed the layup.

"Michael played a strong three-pointer against Dor.Mo!"

Jordan yelled, "You can't guard me!"

"You can never guard against me!"

Yep, like I could never make Hill's [-]s accurate.

Mo Mengchen has strength and speed now, but he still needs to accumulate defensive experience slowly, and his defensive skills are not so rich.

These all need to be learned slowly, and what he lacks most now is the time to settle down and study.

The more capable he is, the more aware he is of his own flaws.

Just now, Jordan's breakthrough took advantage of explosive power, and the rest is all about skills. If he has enough experience and defensive skills, even if he can't defend the flying man, he can still make him pay enough for this score.

Too bad he didn't.

"Shh!"

After the ball was hit, Jordan also scored 15 points in a single quarter in the second quarter.

1 minute left in the first half.

Jordan took the initiative to fight against Mo Mengchen. In the last few minutes, the game completely turned into a battlefield where gods fought. The other teammates only had the front row seats of the king-level VIP scene, and they couldn't provide any help at all.

Jordan's defensive aggressiveness is too strong, and Mo Mengchen can't put up an offensive posture at all.

He wanted to force Mo Mengchen to submit.

As long as Mo Mengchen passed the ball, his momentum would drop, because that meant that Jordan had completely defended him.

This high-confrontation defense lasted for a full ten seconds. Mo Mengchen raised his head, and the shining pupils in his eye sockets were as cold as the world had returned to the ice age.

moment!

Mo Mengchen leaned close to Jordan and made a silky turn that was so soft that it made people feel creepy, but whose speed was unbelievably fast.

In an instant, he got rid of Jordan!
"My goodness!"

Mo Mengchen sprinted into the basket and challenged Wennington's help defense. This unkempt big Bairuan couldn't jump up at all.

Mo Mengchen slammed into it fiercely.

He forgot how fragile his body was, and he just wanted to challenge Jordan.

Do you think you can knock me down completely?
Dream your big fucking spring dreams!

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle guaranteed Mo Mengchen's adventure. Even if he missed, he still had two free throws.

He stabilized his body in the air, bypassed the block with his left hand, and threw a difficult hook.

The ball hits the backboard, bounces around the rim, and eventually rolls into the rim.

The scene lost its voice.

"he made it!"

The Bulls' home commentator yelled unbelievably: "Dor.Mo stepped forward and made a three-pointer against MJ!"

The fans at the scene widened their eyes like seeing a ghost.

Who was the last player who had such a confrontation with Jordan?They can't remember.

Mo Mengchen didn't take any hands, his hands pressed the floor to support his body.

He is so radiant.

The eyes of countless people were focused on him, but he acted as if he had done a trivial thing, the expression on his face remained unchanged, he walked to the outside line calmly, communicated with his teammates about the last defense in the first half, and then went up Execute additional penalties.

"It's right not to replace him." Frauses said with emotion, "If I replace him, we won't know how great he is!"

Hill clasped his hands, elbows pressed into his thighs.

The better Mo Mengchen performed, the louder the outside world would criticize him.

And, as the season progressed, critics began to blame him for the Pistons' repeated stagnation, accusing Hill of being a leader who couldn't stand up when it mattered.

The performance of Mo Mengchen and Hill tonight will be strong evidence for their attack on the latter.

In the first half, Mo Mengchen scored a three-pointer at the buzzer and went out.

The score difference was finally fixed at 9 points.

In less than a quarter, the 20-point gap from the Bulls was rewritten to 9 points. No matter who it is, such a result can be satisfactory.

Mo Mengchen scored 21 points in a single quarter and 26 points, 7 rebounds and 5 assists in the half.

68 is better than 59
"I played selfishly in the second quarter, and I'll find my teammates in the second half."

Talking about the explosive performance in the second quarter, Mo Mengchen actually blamed himself a little in front of the camera.

His reaction was unexpected.

"I didn't provide enough help to Grant. I will do my best in the second half to help him find his form."

Mo Mengchen will not let the turmoil of the outside world affect Hill. The Pistons want to go further, and Devil Mountain is a crucial part.

"Want to be depressed, want to regret, want to complain, wait until the game is over, I need you to cheer up now, understand?"

In the locker room, Mo Mengchen said to Hill.

Devil Mountain looked up, looked at Mo Mengchen, and said: "Give me the ball in the second half, and I will give you the answer."

This sentence sounds enough to cheer you up, you'd better not talk big.

Mo Mengchen immediately found a seat to sit down and rest. His physical attributes were 95 points, but he spent almost half of the second quarter facing Jordan.

It wasn't just about scoring. Jordan also tried to find him to misplace him on the offensive end.

It was impossible for him to escape, and the two behind simply faced each other the whole way.

Mo Mengchen didn't know how much Jordan had consumed.

Mo Mengchen had consumed a lot, and as soon as he sat down, he felt intense exhaustion rushing to his limbs.

This kind of fatigue makes people just want to find a bed and lie down, but they still have the second half to play.

Frouseth walked into the locker room, ready to lay out the strategy for the second half, so he had to look up and listen carefully with exhaustion all over his body.

(End of this chapter)