You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 435
Everyone pack their bags.

The advantage of losing at home is that you don't need to walk out of the arena in full suit, and there are no visiting fans humiliating them in groups outside the arena.

If they lose the game, they can go straight home.

Dumars is a relatively relaxed one. He had a lot of time to play in the Eastern Conference finals, but he basically couldn't see others at critical moments.

Because he can only sit on the sidelines.

Tonight, he originally wanted to say a few words to comfort everyone, but he did not expect Mo Mengchen to do this.

This surprised him, but also pleased him.

The aloof Dor.Mo, the unreasonable old man, has finally become a bit human.

He may be the person who can accept failure the most among the Pistons players, because unlike other young people, he has no successful experience. He was active in the peak era of the NBA and the most competitive era. He won the championship twice and stepped on the three league faces of Magician, Bird and Jordan.

If he failed, he had experienced enough failures.

Bird's steal of the century is not mentioned, just say that tonight's tiebreaker lost the last goal, he has also experienced it, and the stage is the finals that is bigger than the Eastern Conference finals.

In the 1988 Finals, the Pistons finally crossed the mountain of the Celtics and came to the old rival Lakers.

The series played seven games.

In the seventh game of the finals, Jordan's North Carolina senior, Cobra James Worthy scored the only triple-double in his career, leading the Lakers to beat the Pistons by 3 points and winning the tiebreaker. One-year Finals MVP.

The nickname of Big Heart was also spread at that time.

Tonight, what this group of young people lost was the tiebreaker of the Eastern Conference finals, but what he lost was the tiebreaker of the finals.

Therefore, in the eyes of Dumas, this is not a problem, just go back and sleep.

When Mo Mengchen came to the parking lot, what he was going to say was not those words.

He had a lot of swear words to say, but he didn't say a word, but said something that surprised himself.

Is he a mentor who will enlighten young people?

No, he never was.

He didn't know why he said those words, drove around in the street.

Eventually, he stopped at a bar near Garleton's flats.

He wants to drink some wine.

He enters the bar and the people inside recognize him.

With a gloomy face, Mo Mengchen took out a pen and paper: "Kick everyone out, I want to book the venue!"

The waiter looked at the paper and pen, and he knew what it meant.

This kind of plot usually only happens in movies, and big characters like Mo Mengchen usually don't pick bars like them.

But he just picked this place, because it was near Garleton's apartment.

"We'll arrange it for you right away."

Mo Mengchen looked at the waiter who hurried in to clear the place, and stood at the front desk. What happened tonight must not be hidden. Tomorrow, people all over the world will know that he got drunk at the bar.

He domineeringly threw down the paper and pen and asked the waiter to fill in a number, and then drove out all the guests who were drinking.

Some people feel sorry for him, some people scold him, some people think he is a coward, and vent their resentment of losing on irrelevant people.

There will be countless criticisms.

He laughed more and more mockingly.

Who the hell cares?
This night, some people are worried and some are worried.

When Mo Mengchen was playing the game, Medela was having her last date—the last time on Meilijiayuan—if she failed this time, she would log off her account on Meilijiayuan when she went back.

After listening to Mo Mengchen's opinion, she reduced the required items and kept only five or six items that she personally thinks are more important.

She is a management member of Meilijiayuan, just like a relationship account, the matching speed is much faster than other users, so she can date tonight.Therefore, she couldn't go to the scene to help Mo Mengchen cheer.

Anyway, there are so many people supporting Mo Mengchen, and there is no shortage of her.

"Hello, I'm Lamoni Lodge."

A handsome white man took the initiative to come to her table, yes, it was him.

Same as the one in the photo.

Rocky himself might be a little more handsome than the photos on Marija.

It seems that this damn website is finally reliable.

"Hello." Madeira greeted him cautiously.

If you want to score, as long as there is a seven-point boy, Madeira is very satisfied, and Rocky is the kind of high-quality object who is not enough to score ten points.

Why does such a man seek a partner on Meilijiayuan?
After several conversations, Madeira learned that Rocky is an engineer, and he is usually very busy at work. He spends most of his time directing workers on the construction site and has little time to meet the opposite sex, so he tried his luck on Meilijiayuan.

This result surprised Madeira even more than Rocky himself being so handsome.

Such a handsome guy is actually a contractor?

God is blind!
"So, what about you? What kind of work do you do?" Rocky asked with a smile.

Madeira didn't want to tell him all at once, if Rocky knew that she was Mo Mengchen's assistant, she might think she was a liar.

Mo Mengchen's assistant needs to go to Meilijiayuan to find a partner?
"Assistant." Madeira smiled.

"I think so too. I feel that you have a special charm that makes people feel very close. I have seen many excellent assistants, and they all have a similar intimacy to you."

This Rocky said that he had no chance to meet the opposite sex, and Madeira really felt sorry for him.

With his appearance, coupled with his style of conversation, how could he possibly have troubles in this regard if he does a job with a lot of opportunities to meet with the opposite sex?

Thinking about Mo Mengchen again, compared to this person, he is simply extreme.

In terms of appearance, Rocky is definitely more in line with Madeira's aesthetics.

In terms of character, Rocky is also the kind that has no choice.

In terms of work, although it sounds low, in Europe and the United States, engineer-level contractors are by no means the kind of muddleheaded people who compete with workers on construction sites.

As a relationship partner, Rocky is almost perfect.

Yes, almost.

From Madeira's point of view, he has only one shortcoming.

He is not Mo Mengchen.

This is a happy date. If both men and women can let go, they can find a quiet place to talk about life in bed now.

Rocky asked jerky: "Can I exchange contact information with you?"

"Next time, bye."

next time?If there is no exchange of contact information, where will the next time come from?

Rocky looked helpless, he thought he hadn't made any mistakes, and he could feel Madeira's affection for him, but his date tonight was unsuccessful.

Madeira knew very well that if she missed this man, she might not be able to find another satisfactory man for a long time to come.

But she just couldn't let it go.

She came outside, got in the car, and left here.

She drove straight to Auburn Hills, because the competition arena was in the suburbs, and she had to drive for an hour.

Counting the time, by the time she got to Auburn Hills, the game was already in the third quarter.

She arrived at the scene, but she couldn't go in to watch the game because she didn't have a ticket.

For a game like tonight, the scene in the palace of Auburn Hills is conceivable, and there will never be a spare seat vacant. Even the front row seats with large screens on the four sides of the square outside the arena have to pay hundreds of dollars to buy from others. get it in hand.

Madeira didn't want to be crowded with a bunch of people, so she could only watch the big screen from a distance. This experience was like watching a live broadcast of a pocket TV on the sofa at home.

The game in the third quarter made her very excited, and the Pistons were in full swing.

Jordan broke his eyebrows and took care of himself off the field. The Pistons took the opportunity to take a 19-point lead.

Madeira yelled when she saw it, she thought the Pistons had a chance of winning.

As the game progressed, her heart gradually lifted.

In the last few seconds, she shouted together with thousands of spectators in the square outside: "NONONONoooooo~~~"

It didn't work, Jordan brutally killed the game.

Without overtime, the Pistons' season was over.

47 points, 15 rebounds and 10 assists.

Mo Mengchen's performance is worthy of anyone's expectations, and he owes nothing to anyone.

The on-site director pointed the camera at him and stayed for nearly a minute.

His expression was very stiff, his eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was because he was holding back tears or because he was exhausted.

He never wants to lose this game.

Madeira thought to herself.

At the press conference that followed, neither Mo Mengchen nor Hill attended, and Frauses attended alone.

Madeira returned to the car, worried about Mo Mengchen, she didn't know what he was going to do next.

He will definitely find a place where no one is around to lick his wounds alone.

He won't let anyone near him, not even Ephraim.

This man is too strong.

Madeira didn't expect that she would know him so well.

He doesn't need other people's company, and he doesn't need other people's comfort.

But now he needs the company of others and the comfort of others.

Ephraim wanted to find him, but her understanding of Mo Mengchen was limited.

As far as she knew, Mo Mengchen didn't have a fixed place for entertainment, or it should be said that he didn't have a fixed place for entertainment.

He doesn't like to drink, basically doesn't go to nightclubs, and doesn't have a hobby of letting strippers dance on his body
Madeira really didn't know where he would go to heal his injuries.

She wanted to find Mo Mengchen, but she couldn't search the whole of Detroit, so she had to go home.

Also on the way home, one kilometer away from Garleton's apartment, she saw a bar with a car parked in front of it.

The model of the car, the license plate number, and the empty parking lot.

Pretty sure he was inside.

Madeira drove the car directly to the parking lot and stopped, but the security guard ran over and told her, "Ma'am, the bar is closed tonight."

"Are you kidding me? Aren't you guys in business?" Madeira pointed to the brightly lit bar.

The security guard said with a smile: "There is a generous gentleman who has reserved the bar, and he wants to drink alone."

"The gentleman you mentioned is Dor.Mo, right?"

Madeira believed that he knew the inside story, and he must have received a lot of hush money, so she spoke directly.

The security guard was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"I'm Dor.Mo's assistant, he asked me to come." Madeira restrained the security guard, parked the car, and walked into the bar with graceful steps.

Seeing this scene, the security guard sighed: "You can book the whole bar at your fingertips. If you feel lonely, you can ask the beautiful assistant to accompany you for a drink. What's the point of losing a game?"

　Thank you Country People's Education Edition English Compulsory Eleven, Yikouxiang, and iccemoon for their rewards.

　　
　
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