You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 981 Adrian outwits Dor.Mo
At the press conference after the game, Arenas, who scored 24 points, was chased by reporters and questioned: "How do you plan to limit Dor.Mo in the next game?"

Through the content of the question and the tone of the question, it is easy to judge the origin of this reporter.

That's right, this reporter comes from the first Pistons diehard media on the surface, and will not give up his loyalty to the Pistons even if the world is doomsday-"Detroit Worker".

As one of the most influential newspapers in the Michigan area, the Worker's preference for the Pistons is obvious to all.

Although the Pistons' style of play has nothing to do with the workers, and the media that likes the Pistons is far more than just the Workers' Newspaper, the media that best represents the Pistons fans is the Workers' Newspaper.

The media's admiration for the team has reached a pathological level.

During the regular season, if the Pistons lose a game, the Worker's Daily will openly declare that the Pistons just don't want to be too proud and complacent, and they should lose some games.

Reports that are so irresponsible and do not take the opponent's efforts seriously have given them a "big limelight".

After playing a finals now, it is normal to chase and taunt the defeated opponent.

Arenas glanced at the reporter unkindly, "Intensify the confrontation."

"Then how do you plan to adjust?" The special reporter's attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the truth angered the major general.

Arenas dumped the blame on Popovich with a cold face: "I don't know, ask our coach!"

Popovich was a little embarrassed. When Mo Mengchen was interviewed at the scene, he stated that he would beat the Spurs to win the championship. The reporter would naturally relay the words to him, hoping that he would respond.

Popovich believed that even if Mo Mengchen really thought so, he would not be able to say it outright. The reporter undoubtedly "exaggerated".

"I think Dor.Mo's statement was over-interpreted. In that case, he can only say so. I understand. To be fair, I even think that everything about him has been carefully checked by you guys , " Popovich said, using his experience to defuse the awkward question, "but I think he's very smart, he's a very simple guy, so I don't mind that. I just think that a long season, There will be ups and downs during the period, but in the end we are all working towards the same direction, which is to win. I have been working hard to coach this team, Dor.Mo and the Pistons have also been working hard to play well, in my opinion , our competitive relationship is developing in a healthy way.”

Popovich resolved the embarrassment.

Tonight, Kidd got quasi-triple-double data, but only 17 points on 4 of 8 shots still seemed not qualified enough.

The media's cross-examination of him is inevitably aggressive, and the experienced Kidd is used to it.

"Obviously, the Finals is such a tit-for-tat stage, no one can maintain a high level forever," Kidd explained in a long way, "We're all going to hit some incredible shots, we have to try to limit the opponent as much as possible, and make sure we Play well too. Not all shots are going to hit, but we have to be resilient and be able to have fun on the court. Don’t let the momentary pressure overwhelm you, what we have to do is adjust the mood and then go into battle."

The siege of the media made the Spurs very uncomfortable. Although they lost 21 points, as long as they watched the game, they would not feel that they lost badly.

Judging from the whole game, from the beginning of the first quarter to the fourth quarter before Mo Mengchen re-entered the court, the Spurs and Pistons were considered to be in a fight.Of course, the Pistons have a slight upper hand.

Everyone knows the strength of the Pistons. So far in the playoffs, they have averaged 20+ points per game. The Spurs lost 21 points, which is in line with the rules, but they are not like other teams.

They lasted for a while, didn't last the last quarter, and that was it.

After frolicking in the locker room and dealing with the problematic media, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Mo Mengchen walked to the parking lot wearily, opened the car door, and went straight home.

One of the biggest benefits of relocating the home stadium from Auburn Hills to the Empire Axis Arena in the city center is that it doesn't have to drive an hour from here to home.

The Nairo neighborhood where Garridon's apartment is located is only 10 minutes' drive from the city center. After the game, Mo Mengchen didn't even need Medela to be the driver, he could drive the car home by himself.

If it was the past, it would take an hour to drive from Auburn Hills to his home, and his energy would not be able to bear it at all, so he had to let Medela drive instead.

Playing his favorite music, Mo Mengchen drove the car back home.

Because Mo Mengchen was too tired, he didn't dodge the never-tiring fans as usual.

When the fans near Garleton's apartment watched him drive into the apartment, the crowd was boiling. If the bodyguards in the apartment hadn't come out to stop the fans, Mo Mengchen would have wasted a lot of time.

Mo Mengchen thought about moving. He has lived in Garridon Apartment for eight years. It has been renovated several times, and it can be regarded as a relatively high-end apartment. Moreover, there are no new residents.

This is for safety.

As for the old residents in the apartment, those who have been living here, Mo Mengchen did not raise the rent because of the renovation of the apartment. Everyone is a neighbor. In the eyes of the citizens, Mo Mengchen is a high-ranking Dor. , but in the eyes of those people, he is a very talented Australian.

When he moved in in 1995, it can be said that he had nothing. Even if he later became a Uranus superstar, the neighbors had no other reaction except for his autograph.

Eight years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the number of residents in Garleton Apartment has dropped by three quarters compared to eight years ago, and now only a small number of them still live here.

Mo Mengchen knew that there were a lot of fans waiting to rob the road outside, he would not be so stupid as to throw himself into the trap, there is a secret passage in the underground parking lot - the elevator.It can be directly connected to any floor of Garleton Apartment.

He went from the second floor to the second floor through a secret passage known only to him.

250
Finally got home.

Mo Mengchen breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, and through fingerprint comparison and facial recognition, the door opened automatically.

"Doctor Mo, you beat Jason Kidd hard tonight, I'm proud of you!"

Adrian was still at 250. Seeing that he deliberately lowered his voice, Mo Mengchen guessed that the others had already rested.

Mo Mengchen put down his things, closed the door gently, and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Adrian said embarrassingly: "I finished the video and watched the news. I'm a little hungry, so I came to watch."

"You didn't watch the live broadcast?"

"I also want to watch the live broadcast, but I have something to do temporarily, but I finally made up the video, so I didn't miss the wonderful fourth quarter."

It is said that brother-in-law and brother-in-law are at odds, but the relationship between Mo Mengchen and Adrian is very harmonious.

It can be seen from this that it is very important to have a heroine who is a nurturing system. If it is not possible, it is not bad to have a brother-in-law who is a nurturing system.

Mo Mengchen watched Adrian grow up, and there was nothing wrong with this kid other than being a little silly.

"Doctor Mo, Chef Mo, am I lucky enough to taste your supper tonight?" Adrian asked with fiery eyes.

I think this is his real purpose.

Every night, Mo Mengchen would eat supper, but not because of greed, but just to replenish energy.

Athletes are like this, big intake, big output.

Some people who are thin and can't get strong for many years are all because of poor diet. There is no physique that cannot gain weight in this world. Even if there is a disease that cannot absorb nutrients, it can be improved through many channels.

Since Mo Mengchen is an NBA player and unfortunately a doctor, as a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes, of course he will not make it difficult for himself to eat some unpalatable nutritious meals. Every supper is carefully designed by him. Guaranteed Delicious and nutritious.

And he will plan the supper for the next week one week in advance, so that he can prepare the ingredients in advance, and when he returns home at night, he will open the refrigerator and start working directly.

The supper he is going to make tonight is mustard green shrimp cake.

Delicious and delicious, a person with superb cooking skills can make it non-greasy and delicious.

While Mo Mengchen was cooking supper, Adrian chattered beside him.

Why is he talking so much tonight?
Just for one bite?Not so.

Although this little brother-in-law is not promising, but he is not so worthless because of one bite.

"Doctor Mo, what do you think of my driving skills?" Adrian asked.

Speaking of this incident, Mo Mengchen remembered that on the day Ephraim gave birth, he drove Socra to the hospital and was bumped by him. That scene was comparable to a horror movie.

"I can only tell you that Socra did not sleep well for several days and nights after taking your car." Mo Mengchen asked, "Who else is 'lucky' to be your passenger? If there is, you can call Consult and get their opinion."

"I think so, I'm fine, if I get a driver's license"

"I discussed it with Ephraim. If you pass the driver's license test, my car will be yours. You can drive whatever you want." Anyway, you won't be able to pass the test in your life.

"Really?!" The situation was wrong, Adrian excitedly took out an ID from him, "Doctor Mo, where are your car keys?"

Mo Mengchen looked at the driver's license that Adrian handed to him in astonishment.

The driver's license shows that Adrian passed the test at the end of May and obtained his driver's license.

Turns out he didn't even know a thing.

Madeira, an idiot, didn't even reveal anything about it?

Seeing Mo Mengchen's stunned appearance, Adrian was satisfied, this is what he wanted to see.

"Doctor Mo, keep your word. Your car is mine." Adrian asked again where the car keys were stored.

Mo Mengchen weakly pointed out the direction for him.

"Don't worry, Dr. Mo, those cars will rust anyway if you put them in the parking lot, why don't you let me take good care of them." Adrian smiled lewdly.

Mo Mengchen stared intently at Adrian's driver's license.

I straddled a shark, punched a stone Buddha, and the four major shooting guards didn't look at me. Jordan's successors were all defeated Dor. Mo. How could I be so easily tricked?
Mo Mengchen thought for a long time, and finally came up with a reason to comfort himself.

After thinking about it, the little bastard Adrian was too stupid, so I didn't have the slightest precautions, and I didn't have the slightest concern, so I just fell for it.

Excuseable, but heart-wrenching nonetheless.

Well, heartache smells like flour burnt.

Actually no, it was just because Dor.Mo was so sad that he forgot that he was making supper, and his mustard green shrimp cake was burnt.

It was an otherwise beautiful night, but due to Dor.Mo's negligence, he got tricked by a high school student and ended up having the worst supper of the year.

"What the hell is this?" (Chinese)

(End of this chapter)