You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 997 Touching Eternity
Chapter [-] touches eternity
When the Pistons selected Kyle Korver with the 20th pick in the second round, they hit all the draft targets and successfully completed the task.

The 2003 draft conference, known as the golden draft event, came to a successful conclusion.

The Pistons, who had just played a perfect season, took away two lottery rookies.

Anthony, Hinrich and Korver wore different suits and hats that symbolized the Pistons and appeared in front of the media.

With the three heroes of 98 and the five young players of 01, they joined the Pistons one after another, and after they left, Anthony, Hinrich and Korver were also known as the golden trident.

Today's 01-level rookies, Curry, Randolph, and Gerrard are left in the Pistons.

Five less became three less, plus the 03-level Trident, 99-level Magloire and Ginobili formed the backbone of the Pistons.

When the news got to Mo Mengchen's ears, he pretended as if he had just heard about it.

First of all, I would like to express my regret for Reid's departure.

"I like Michael very much. He is one of the best shooters in the history of the Pistons. His departure is a major loss."

Next, welcome to the Trident.

"In nature, no matter what ethnic group it is, fresh blood is very important if we want to pass it on forever. They are the new blood we need."

Is this Dor.Mo's kindness?

No one knows, at least his attitude towards Trident is positive.

Only the insiders of the Pistons know that this is Mo Mengchen's scene. When the preseason training camp arrives, the Trident will face a completely different Mo Mengchen.

This Mo Mengchen can't be seen in front of the TV, and there is no trace in the newspapers. The real him only exists in private and in front of his opponents.

The offseason has really arrived.

However, Mo Mengchen still had to prepare for the champion's round-the-city parade ceremony two days later.

For five years, the Pistons have made this trip every year at the end of June.

In the previous four years, he delivered many speeches, basically the same with minor differences. Some people said that he did not prepare carefully, but this time he deliberately prepared a few days in advance.

"Hello folks in Detroit, I'm glad to be here again, but I didn't want to be here."

Mo Mengchen practiced casually in front of the mirror in his and Ephraim's bedroom.

Behind the mirror, Ephraim is dressing up in her underwear.

Yes, today is the day of the Champions Circle Ceremony.

"Father and fellow?" Ephraim said with a smile, "This is not your style."

"That's right, this opening line is not good." Mo Mengchen also felt that this opening line was too exaggerated and did not fit his personality.

In the eyes of teammates and fans, who is he?
A person who is stable, likes to put on airs, and stands tall.

How could such a person say with a smile, "Hello, folks in Detroit, I'm glad to be here again, but I don't really want to come" this kind of Bai Jidong-style opening line?Impossible, absolutely not.

Mo Mengchen modified it: "Hello, I'm glad to be here again. I'm tired of the Champions Parade every year. I hope you won't be like me."

"A bit negative." The barrister continued to comment.

"Detroit fans, how are you?!"

"Too enthusiastic, unlike you." Mo Mengchen gradually realized that the woman in front of him was really strict.

Mo Mengchen was not in a hurry to speak out his revised draft this time. He took a few steps back and forth, and after thinking about the words, he said, "Good morning, everyone. It's a pleasure to stand here again. I hope your enthusiasm will be even hotter than today's temperature."

"This is good." Ephraim clapped his hands, "That's it!"

Mo Mengchen turned around and straightened his clothes: "It seems that there is no problem."

"What about the rest? This is just an opening sentence."

"It's enough to have an opening statement." Mo Mengchen turned around and said, "Ms. Orrena, please trust your husband's eloquence."

According to the feedback from Mo Mengchen's teammates, Ephraim thinks that her husband only speaks venomously when he speaks venomously.

Looking at Mo Mengchen's serious dressing up, it can be seen that he attaches great importance to this year's championship parade around the city.

Before, he would not dress up so seriously, nor would he polish his speech carefully.

The Pistons have been successful year after year, and as Mo Mengchen's wife, she shares the honor.However, every year from the beginning of November to mid-June, the half-year schedule will cause physical, psychological and spiritual suffering that ordinary people can't imagine.

People who have never won a championship can naturally use winning as a source of motivation, but the Pistons have succeeded time and time again. It has been a full five years now. If they entered the championship team in 1998, it will be a full six years.

For six consecutive years, every year until June, what kind of suffering is that?
"What are your plans for the future?" Ephraim asked.

"The future?" Mo Mengchen asked, "What do you mean?"

Ephraim said, "Every year there will be a champion. When will it be the champion?"

Would Ephraim understand if I told Ephraim that instead of feeling tired, I was excited because I was only halfway through this great journey?
No, she won't understand.

"I used to have nothing."

Mo Mengchen looks in the mirror, wanting to see the flaws on his body, he wants to face the world with a perfect image.

Ephraim said, "But you've got everything now."

Yes, but humans are such insatiable creatures, aren't they?
Mo Mengchen didn't find any flaws. He turned around and walked in front of Ephraim, and gently put his hand on her shoulder: "I have won a lot, but I haven't won enough. In front of me, there is another one." Target."

"What target?"

Regarding this goal, Mo Mengchen once hinted at Jordan and told Hill euphemistically, but never said it clearly.

To Ephraim, he had to make it clear, or she wouldn't understand.

"Have you heard of Bill Russell?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Ephraim shook her head.

"When he played, neither you nor I were born." Mo Mengchen said, "He only played for 13 years, but he won 11 championships, including one eight consecutive championships."

Ephraim was shocked.

She has personally experienced the five consecutive championships of the Pistons, and already feels that this is a difficult and long journey, but in an earlier era, was there a team that achieved eight consecutive championships?
"That's my goal."

Ephraim asked, "So you will fight for another four years?"

Mo Mengchen smiled but remained silent. In fact, he decided to fight for another five years.

He wants to complete the unprecedented and only ten consecutive championships in history.

Just for now, it is enough for Ephraim to know what his goal is.

Afterwards, Mo Mengchen and Ephraim drove to Mount Auburn.

Although the Pistons have moved their home court to the city center and Auburn Hills has been abandoned for a long time, this ancient stadium has witnessed the rise and fall of the Pistons.

The annual parade of champions around the city, the Pistons will start here.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Mo Mengchen, Ephraim, and their four children boarded the parade bus on time.

The members who won the championship with the team are all among them, as well as the golden trident who have just joined the team but have not yet won the championship with the team. They can only stand behind and feel the solemn atmosphere and sacred ceremony.

It was an hour's drive from Auburn Hills to get indoors, and the cruisers were even slower, taking them an hour and a half to get indoors.

More and more people were watching, and the Pistons stepped forward one after another.

Hill, a great speaker, spoke for 10 minutes with a microphone.

From the miscellaneous workers to his teammates, he wanted to say everything he could say, and when he heard the back, Mo Mengchen, who couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to snatch his microphone, and chased him away like a hooligan.

This dramatic scene made the audience burst into laughter.

"I believe that many people will support me to do this." Mo Mengchen's teasing made the laughter even more enthusiastic, "Hello everyone, I am very happy to stand here. It is very hot today, but I believe that your enthusiasm is definitely better than today's. sun."

Cheers erupted, as if the whole city was responding to Dor.Mo.

Mo Mengchen's speech was not very funny. He didn't like to tell those funny stories, and he didn't intend to let the laughter of the fans interrupt his speech state.

But the fans at the scene will always cheer because of his words.

"It was a good year, we got 77 wins."

Horrible cheers.

"We didn't lose in the playoffs."

The voice became more enthusiastic.

"We even won five in a row."

The astonishing cry almost engulfed Detroit, and Mo Mengchen's four children, except Su Gela, were all frightened and cried.

"People always ask me how to continue. We have won five consecutive championships. Are we not satisfied?"

Mo Mengchen laughed frivolously.

His laughter was amplified hundreds of times thanks to the excellent quality of the microphone.

He smiled so condescendingly, as if dismissive of the crowd asking questions.

"Let me tell you one thing." He is so confident that as long as he speaks, even if he stands on the podium of the United Nations, the lights of the world will fall on him, "We live in a world where everything is regular. Amazing world. In our world, what happens once may never happen again. If it happened two or three times, it may happen again, let alone this thing has happened five times !"

"!#!!##￥"

The sound that erupted at this moment made people believe that the whole city of Detroit was screaming.

Because those TV viewers who don't want to hear the noise of the scene have tried to turn down the sound as much as possible, in order to hear the players' speeches, they have to control it at an appropriate volume.

But suddenly, this heart-pounding cry resounded through the homes of countless people.

If even the audience in front of the TV was startled by the sound, how loud was the sound at the scene?

God only knows.

When the voice gradually subsided, Mo Mengchen finally said: "We haven't reached the end yet, and there are still countless challenges ahead. We will go forward bravely without fear."

"I firmly believe!" Dor.Mo said to the microphone, his confidence made everyone believe that they are omnipotent, "We can surpass our predecessors and reach eternity!"

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