You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill really went to eat supper. During this period, he also told Hill about his situation.

　　 Hearing that Mo Mengchen was not seriously injured, Hill felt relieved.

At the same time, Mo Mengchen also expressed that if the series was dragged into the tie-break, he would try to come back with an injury.

"Other things are easy to say. You should think about it when you come back with a wound." Hill said, "How did you persuade me? When things happened to you, did you not persuade?" "

　　The memory is so good, it may not really be a blow to graduate from Duke University with 4.5 credits-it is not a blow.

　　Mo Mengchen replied: "How did I persuade you?"

　　 Hill remembers that Mo Mengchen had said a lot, they had a fierce dispute on the field, and finally, he was persuaded.

　　After so long, of course he could not remember what Mo Mengchen said, but he always remembered the sentence that really hit his heart and convinced him to give up the game.

　　 "For the future." Hill said, "You told me to think about the future, but now you have to bet on your future to fight for a momentary victory or defeat, not necessarily win."

　　 "The future?"

　　 is really a good vocabulary. Once upon a time, we were also young and handsome, with a promising future, and was called the future of the alliance.

　　 "You are 34 years old and I am 33 years old." Mo Mengchen asked, "What is the future?"

Hill said: "If you get injured in battle and the injury is getting worse, you may never be able to return to the previous level; in other words, if you perform surgery in time and solve it when the injury is at its lightest, I believe you still Have a good time for several years."

　　 Hill’s words are actually true, for most people on the earth except Mo Mengchen, yes.

　　 "That's not necessary." Mo Mengchen said.

　　Hill did not understand why Mo Mengchen said so, nor did he expect to persuade Mo Mengchen while eating supper.

　　Since he said that if the series is dragged to the tie-break, then wait until the sixth game is over, maybe the young people in the team live up to the expectations and really win the away game?

　　After eating supper, he sent Mo Mengchen to his doorstep.

　　He had wanted to personally send Mo Mengchen to his house, but as soon as they stopped outside the apartment, a team of security guards rushed out of the apartment, just like the king's arrival, and brought Mo Mengchen into it.

　　Hill had to say goodbye to him, and the two were different.

　　Mo Mengchen was taken to the elevator door by the security guard, and he also asked the security guard to return to his post.

　　 Enter the elevator, quickly ascend to the second floor, come to the door of the house, all the scans are completed quickly, and the door opens automatically.

　　 It was late at night, Ephraim had rested, and the children had already fallen asleep.

　　 At this time, Mo Mengchen no longer needs to disguise, he can move forward like a normal patient with only one foot can bear.

　　 No one will laugh at him, and no one will see the incomparable Dor.Mo so fragile.

　　 "This is self-reliance." Mo Mengchen whispered.

　　 He entered the bathroom, took off his clothes hard, and turned on the shower head.

　　 Then, he turned on the system.

　　 on the attribute template, his total evaluation plummeted from 93 to 78.

　　Full 15 reviews.

　　 This kind of thing, Mo Mengchen is not surprising, just like 2K games, if the player is injured, the score will be weakened.

　　He is more exaggerated.

　　 Due to his history of injuries, even a minor injury that can restore exercise ability after only a half month of surgery, has a huge impact on him.

So, he has maintained the overall evaluation for so many years in a healthy and healthy way. The first is good care, the second is good maintenance, the third is to pay attention to rest, the fourth is the most critical point, without this, the other is nonsense-he I must thank God, who may not care about his life and death.

　　 Thank you for your love.

　　Mo Mengchen must say so, because tonight he really can't blame God. His impulsiveness, impulsiveness, and momentary thoughts created this result.

　　 God can let him avoid all kinds of injuries, but he can't stop him from sending him to death.

　　So, Dor.Mo said again: "This is self-reliance."

　　After taking a shower, Mo Mengchen returned to the room and glanced at Ephraim, and he did not go to bed. Because Ephraim was particularly agile when he was sleeping, he especially loved to lift his legs and hang his body. He often woke up the next day and found himself caught on a tempting four-claw fish.

　　 Not tonight, just because of his current situation, an accident, the injury will worsen.

　　 Therefore, he chose to go to his room to sleep.

　　 moved into the Garryton apartment for more than ten years, this is his first time sleeping in the 250-room guest room.

　　 This unfamiliar bed made him sleep uncomfortably and made him dream for a long time.

　　 The car accident happened again in front of my eyes. Mo Mengchen knew that this was a dream, but he couldn't wake up from the dream like those who were frightened.

　　 Until those things happened again in front of his eyes, he was not awakened by the rays of sunlight the next day.

　　 injured, nightmare.

　　Two bad things happened at the same time, and very bad emotions were born in Mo Mengchen's mind.

　　 This morning, the Pistons suddenly announced that Mo Mengchen was suffering from malignant gastroenteritis and is likely to miss the sixth game of the finals.

　　The incident caused a great uproar.

　　Countless friends called to inquire about the condition, Mo Mengchen would not answer.

　　Each track news began to appear constantly.

　　Informer: "Dor.Mo will play the sixth game."

　　ESPN: Dor.MoGame6 is in doubt.

　　 "Dor.Mo will not follow the team to go away."-Fox Sports.

　　 The most horrifying news comes from "The New York Times": "Dor.Mo expects to reimburse the season."

　　 is rumored to be wind and rain, and none seems to be credible.

　　 On the evening of Game 6 of the Finals, when the audience could not see the figure of Dor. Mo, they could not help cheering.

　　What does Mo Mengchen mean to the Pistons? The team's symbol, leader, nuclear weapon to deter opponents, monsters averaging 36 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists in the finals...

　　 If he can't play, the blow to the Pistons is devastating.

　　 "We will prepare."

　　 Before the opening, Anthony said in an interview.

　　 Indeed, Anthony is ready, but his teammates are not.

　　After the game started, Fruse realized that it was wrong to not tell them about Mo Mengchen's injury, they had no preparation, and the sudden bad news shattered their fighting spirit.

　　In the early part of the third quarter, when the Pistons trailed by 15 points and requested a timeout, O'Neal stooped to show off his strong biceps, and then stood up and jumped into the ranks of the Timberwolves.

　　 However, the double-digit lead is not safe against the Pistons team that once swept the league with a run. Seven minutes before the end of the third quarter, James had his fourth foul while defending Anthony. The Pistons then led a 21-12 attack under his leadership.

　　Anthony hit a jumper in a row, the Pistons narrowed the point difference to 3 points in less than two minutes in the third quarter.

　　The game was extremely difficult in the last quarter. The Timberwolves entered the fourth quarter with a total score of 88 points and a 7-point lead.

With less than four minutes left in the game, Ginobili's three-pointer helped the team to catch the difference to only 2 points, and after a missed shot in Hamilton, Anthony grabbed the rebound and went straight The Timberwolves completed a dunk under the basket.

　　 The score was tied and the center of the target fell dead

After 　　, the outbreak of James brought the atmosphere in the center of the target to the peak of the night.

　　 "He believes he can end the game," said Timberwolves coach Dwyane Casey. "LeBron gave back everyone's trust."

　　James made a three-pointer, a counter-attack dunk and a heads-up Anthony's mid-range shot, scoring 7 points in 90 seconds, killing the game by himself, dragging the suspense of the finals to the final game.

　　Anthony scored 38 points, 7 rebounds and 5 assists. He tried his best, but the Pistons still lost.

Thousands of people sighed on the big screen outside the Empire Axis Arena in Detroit.

　　 They were almost there.

　　Without Dor.Mo, no one stood up to withstand the outbreak of James at the critical moment, so they lost.

　　 "If Dor.Mo is here, we will win."

　　 What this regretful group of fans don’t know is that their superheroes are here right now.

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill are in a secluded location, you can see the live broadcast of the game on the big screen without being noticed by those around you.

　　Mo Mengchen has been drinking, Hill only drank a little.

　　 "Don't drink it again," Hill said.

　　At the end of the game, Mo Mengchen drank a whole bottle of whiskey.

　　Hill thought he was blaming himself. Actually, he was not only blaming himself. He had been troubled by nightmares these days.

　　 He had never had nightmares with such high frequency before, but these days, every night, he reproduced the scene of that day.

　　Mengmo seems to think that he has forgotten the previous things.

　　 But how can you forget that kind of thing? No matter when, Mo Mengchen is unforgettable.

　　 "Let's go." Hill said.

　　Mo Mengchen was drunk, he grabbed a whole bottle of whiskey and got on Hill's car.

　　 "Where do you want to go?" Hill was pretty sure that Mo Mengchen didn't want Ephraim to see him now, so he didn't want to go home.

　　Mo Mengchen opened the whiskey bottle cap with his mouth. If he was sober and saw that he had done such a thing, he would definitely hit a heavy punch on his face.

　　 "Do you know that the Imperial Axis Arena has a back door?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile.

　　His voice does not sound sober.

　　 This is a tone unique to drunkards.

　　 "Know, what's wrong?" Hill asked.

　　 "Take me in and see." Mo Mengchen said, drinking again.

　　Hill don’t know what to say and refused, so he drove the car to the back door of the Imperial Axis Arena. Although there are security guards here, the two of them are the gold signs here, and the security consciously opened the passage for them.

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill have come here numerous times in the past five years, but none of them came in from the back door.

　　 walked for a few minutes, they walked into the stadium, this large stadium that can accommodate 30,000 people, but no one can see at this moment.

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill entered the stadium for which they were fighting.

Mo Mengchen took a sip of wine, and then left the half-bottle of whiskey on the sidelines. The figure walked in unevenly. Every step made him hurt, but he didn’t let Hill see it. He even used This way successfully cheated Hill-really, I don't hurt at all.

　　 Actually, my mother died of pain!

　　Hill looked at Mo Mengchen, and he walked to the center of the field.

　　 But in the eyes of Mo Mengchen, it is not the Imperial Axis Arena, but the Asvia Air Arena, home of the University of Washington Eskimo Dogs.

　　Mo Mengchen seemed to hear the alumni's cheers, pure college basketball, where there was no intrigue, no interest disputes, just a simple sports game.

　　Mo Mengchen seemed to see those people, and his family was on the sidelines.

　　He seemed to be in the NCAA arena.

　　Impressive college competition, when he was a talented Australian genius.

　　 "Please focus on No. 12 of the University of Washington." Mo Mengchen said to the commentator, "This kid from Australia is very talented. He has got a quasi triple pair tonight, he can do everything!"

　　 In fact, he just wanted to fight with grandpa. He wanted to dominate his life. He was a deviant child and was not understood by his family, but his family still loved him.

　　 "He is here, he wants to attack, he wants to rule all of you!"

　　 "He broke through from the outside!"

　　 "He rushed into the basket!"

　　 "His opponent is Duke University's seven-foot center!"

　　 "He shook everyone, he was unstoppable!"

Hill listened, he finally remembered. This was a game he played with the University of Washington when he was at Duke University. Mo Mengchen was one of their opponents. Their fate has been back for many years. There are signs.

　　 "He looked ahead and saw a good opportunity, his family smiled for him, the fans screamed for him, he saw his great future, he rushed over!"

　　 The best in America?

　　 NBA champion?

　　MVP?

champion?

　　What is waiting for him?

　　 "He saw his family, he saw the future, they were proud of him, and his father told others with tears in his eyes, "That's my good boy!""

　　 "He rushed in!" Mo Mengchen clapped his hands fiercely. He wanted to imitate the sound that caused his third ACL tear, but he couldn't.

　　 "He fell down again!"

　　 "Classmates, he fell down and did not stand up!"

　　 "This is the third time he is injured, he is finished, his career is over!"

　　Mo Mengchen looked back at Hill, "He's finished!"

　　 "Will he stand up?" Who is he asking? Hill didn't know. "Yes, I assure you, he will stand up."

　　 "He will stand up again, at that time it was possible to bury his family after the car accident."

　　 "Lost the support of his family, which will make him fall down completely."

　　 Fall forever, right?

　　 should have been so.

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I still stood up." Mo Mengchen smiled, "I decided to start again, I joined the Pistons...I won the championship, I became Dor.Mo, the world's most Good player, I also have a beautiful wife and four lovely children."

　　 "I, Dor. Mo, the ending is perfect."

　　 should have been so.

　　 Hill watched him go around, he didn't know how to stop Mo Mengchen.

　　 "Is this the end? No, not yet. I want to create a record arrogantly. I want to surpass my predecessors. I ran forward in self-righteousness. I ran into Bruce Bowen desperately!"

　　 "So came again, the same knee."

　　Mo Mengchen sat down slowly, just facing Hill: "Will I stand up this time?"

　　 "I want to be strong, but the pain is enough to destroy my fighting spirit."

　　 "I want to tell everyone how sad I am, but everyone is looking forward to my strong return."

　　 This is the fate of Dor.Mo, right?

　　 should have been so, right?

　　Hill don’t know how long these things have accumulated in him, he walked to him, sat down, and asked, "You will definitely come back, right?"

　　 "It should have been so."

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