You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 914 The Raging Undercurrent of Public Opinion War
Chapter 916 The Undercurrent of Raging Public Opinion War

The Lost Sleep Train Center witnessed a sudden and debacle.

No one knew what happened. They tied the score like a rainbow in the first 5 minutes of the game, and then a timeout ended. They couldn't score anyway, and their opponents scored 20 points in a row. turned into a one-sided massacre.

Mo Mengchen played 38 minutes and scored 48 points, 12 rebounds and 7 assists. As he said to Bowen, he scored 12 points in one quarter and 48 points in four quarters. He did it.

With two wins in three away games, the Kings played out their home courts, and they had to go to the Pistons' home courts for the remaining two games.

Although there have been examples in history of reversing from 2 to 3 to win the championship, but in history, except for the Pistons, no team has ever reversed and won the away game.

Does the king possess such tenacity?

The outside world is deeply suspicious, because they played smoothly in the few games they won against the Pistons, and the Pistons made a lot of mistakes, and the three games they lost, without exception, were all killed by their opponents.

In the seemingly deadlocked battle of Tianwangshan, a rare scoring drought occurred in the last 5 minutes.

"What the hell happened in those five minutes?"

"Why did we suddenly enter an ice age?"

"This game is thought-provoking. Compared with the Pistons, what exactly are we lacking?"

Mo Mengchen walked past Bowen with 48 points, thinking that he would deeply humiliate his opponent, but he didn't say a word.

He went straight to Collins and expressed his deep gratitude: "Doug, I knew you would support my game, that's why I sent someone with such a bad defense to face me, I can't thank you enough Words."

"Mo, don't be too happy!" Collins snorted, "It's not over yet!"

"Yes, 48 ​​points may not be my highest score in a single game in this finals." Leave this sentence, leave Collins with an ugly face, leave Bowen with an angry face, and of course leave the The victor's elation.

Leaving these things behind, Dor.Mo turned and walked towards the reporters on the sidelines.

The on-site reporter was like a part-timer, asking nervous and unprofessional questions, full of questions that players didn't like and fans didn't like.

Mo Mengchen answered hastily, and then walked into the visiting team's player tunnel to meet Hill.

"Any regards to Doug for me?" Devil Mountain asked.

Live question: Does Grant Hill really think there will be any friendly interaction between me and Doug Collins?Also pass on his greetings?What are you thinking about?

Side note: Is he that stupid?
Seeing Mo Mengchen's speechless expression, Hill knew that the post-match meeting between Mo Mengchen and Collins was not pleasant: "It seems that you said some unpleasant things again."

"Don't blame me." My mother really understood me, "I just thank him for his great cultivation of me and his strong support for this game."

Hill snorted softly: "If I believe you, I'm the stupidest idiot in the world."

In this world, whether it is a primate or a mentally handicapped creature with a small head, as long as there is such a deep self-awareness as Hill, it is good.

"However, I want you to be careful what you say in the press conference," Hill said. "In any case, we have worked with Doug to keep things on the line."

According to him, this is the opportunity to be coached by Collins in the future?
Very good, it's time to discuss the trading plan with the king.

We play Hill, and you play McGrady.how?

Victory over the king, beating Bowen madly, and at the same time tortured Collins to the point where he had nothing to say. This series of events made Mo Mengchen so excited that he wanted to kneel down to celebrate——fragile knees and only reason made him give up this crazy Thoughts - Unable to kneel down and celebrate, he could only complain crazily in his heart.

They went back to the locker room first, and then attended the press conference with Collins.

"After tonight, you are only one game away from four consecutive championships. Does this make you feel excited?" A question from a foreign reporter.

The local reporters in Saskatchewan must not be in the mood to ask questions right now.

Human nature is understandable.

"Of course." Mo Mengchen replied, "Only the Celts 40 years ago have accomplished such a feat. We are deeply honored to be ranked alongside the great pioneers."

The Los Angeles reporter, who was full of bad things, asked fearlessly: "There were rumors before the game that the head coach of the Kings, Doug Collins, threatened that he didn't want to be kicked by you again. What do you think about the rumors?"

It's time to come.

"I am here, swearing in the name of my parents, and guaranteeing it in my own name. Please supervise me together with fans all over the world." With a smile, Mo Mengchen made a classic joke that will not go out of date in the past many years, "I , solemnly and solemnly promise that I will never, never will, and I will never kick Doug's ass. He is a well-known coach, and I respect and love him."

A smart guy should know to pick out individual sentences for taste, that's the grown-up world.

Everyone knows that Dor.Mo is merciless in beating his opponents on the court, and he is also a master at making jokes off the court.

The atmosphere was very harmonious, but suddenly, a reporter from a not-so-big newspaper suddenly raised his hand excitedly.

His willingness to ask questions was higher than others, and Mo Mengchen gave him a chance.

"Dor. Mo, hello."

This person is warm and polite, what kind of question is he preparing for?
"You guys had a great game," no question, "but during halftime a disturbing rumor came out of the Kings locker room."

What everyone knows so far is that Dor.Mo is sitting here and joking around.

"Please tell me." Mo Mengchen smiled.

Both Hill and Westphal have strange eyes. Since it is a rumor that has not yet spread, it should not be mentioned here, but since it has been brought up, it must be a big event, and it is possible Will greatly affect the Kings -- after tonight's interview.

“Rumors were that there was an altercation in the Kings locker room at halftime, specifically between Coach Doug Collins and Bruce Bowen.”

"Coach Collins thought Bruce didn't do a good job of defending you. He was very dissatisfied and asked Bruce whether he was trying to defend."

This made Mo Mengchen feel sorry for Bowen, what else could he do after working so hard?

"Later, Coach Collins said something." The reporter's glasses seemed to have a silver light, and when the man with glasses full of bad water was about to splash bad water, there was a special effect of his glasses flashing, "'We all know Gilbert Arena how he fell.'"

If Collins had been there, he would have fainted.

The reporter seemed to have heard it on the spot.

This incident can only show that the locker room of the Kings is not clean, and someone has revealed the news to the outside world, ready to destroy his career.

The reporter finally said: "Combined with the situation at the time, if the situation is true, Coach Collins may want to let Bruce do to you what he did to Gilbert."

Dogs can't stop eating poop, they just eat more stinky poop.

Mo Mengchen's eyes and face didn't change, he said flatly: "I'm sitting here right now, so it can be seen that the rumors are just rumors, and the authenticity is limited, so it's inconvenient for me to comment on it."

The reporter tactfully shut up, he doesn't need Mo Mengchen's comments, he just needs to raise the question at the press conference.

Through the press conference, this matter will be publicized to the world. At that time, even if Collins denies it in every possible way, the public opinion from the outside world will make them burnt out. Their preparations are extremely disadvantageous.

After the press conference, Mo Mengchen was already thinking about how to help Collins, and this was an opportunity that came to him.

"Do you think the rumors are credible?" Hill asked Mo Mengchen on the way back to the dressing room after entering the corridor.

"What are you kidding?" Mo Mengchen said, "That's Doug!"

The most amazing thing about this sentence is that people can't see whether he is affirming or denying it. It seems that there is no problem in understanding it.

Seeing him like this, Hill knew he had the answer.

They didn't ask too many questions at the moment, and entered the locker room together, which was a mess.

Curry was shirtless and the locker room stinks, and Randolph tied his jersey in the shape of a rope to his head and danced unsightly.

The atmosphere was so warm that Mo Mengchen couldn't bear to spoil it.

When God gives you a chance to punish these idiots, don't be merciless, and quickly take a picture of this big eye-catching dance and upload it to YouTube.

Mo Mengchen silently looked for the assistant of the team's video analyst. In order to capture more detailed content of the game, they would bring a cameraman to shoot on the spot. Now he took this public camera to shoot the whole process of Randolph's sex dance .

Randolph danced to a song, unaware that tomorrow morning the whole world will be able to enjoy his masterpiece through YouTube.

As for the Kings, the negative public opinion generated by the rumors quickly flocked to them.

Negative public opinion overtook the game and monopolized the next day's headlines.

(End of this chapter)