You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 Time: Thursday, June 22, 2006

　　 Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA

　　 Background: "Daddy, please witness!"

　　 When the Pistons were dragged into the tie-break by the Timberwolves, the major media questioned whether the Pistons could defend the title and became "Can Dor.Mo come back in Game 7?"

　　Because Mo Mengchen was not there, the Pistons were taken away by James in the last 90 seconds of the sixth game.

　　 Everyone believes that if Mo Mengchen is present, that kind of thing will not happen.

　　 "Cameron Anthony and Eddie Curry lack the dominance of others."

　　 Everyone says so.

　　No matter what the truth is or not, as long as you say the same thing repeatedly, everyone will believe it.

　　 Unless you can prove that he was wrong.

　　 In Game 6, neither Anthony nor Curry could prove themselves.

　　 Therefore, before the tiebreaker game, in the morning, Mo Mengchen and Hill took a plane and quietly came to Apolis.

　　 "Have you really decided?" Hill asked.

　　 "Of course." Mo Mengchen said, "Otherwise what am I doing here?"

　　 Hill said: "You can think about it again."

　　 Indecision is a common feature of most women. This is why Grant Hill was once called a mother of 203 cm, but he really deserves it.

　　Why was it? Because this guy became skinny after a serious illness, he wanted to get his muscles back again, and it wouldn’t work for a year or two.

　　The two of them came quietly and pretended to be good at Kung Fu.

　　Not only did the media not hear the wind, even the passengers entering and leaving the airport did not find these two famous NBA superstars passing by in front of them.

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill notified the team in advance, so there was a shuttle bus outside the airport.

　　Mo Mengchen saw the location of the car at a glance.

　　 He hurried over, the pain under his feet was not very strong, not because of his injury, but he took painkillers, and the pain was reduced.

　　Mo Mengchen and Hill got on the bus together.

　　 "Mo, will you come back tonight?" the staff responsible for picking them up asked.

　　Mo Mengchen believed that he would sell the news he heard to the media at a high price.

　　 "Not sure yet." Mo Mengchen said.

　　He didn't really want this unknown person to make this money.

　　After answering his question, Mo Mengchen opened his backpack to see what he was carrying.

　　 A set of suits for interviews, two sets of casual wear, two sets of training suits, knee pads, painkillers...

　　 They arrived at the hotel together.

　　Mo Mengchen first went to Flauses to inform the situation.

　　 He did decide to come back with a wound, but he did not plan to fight the bayonet, so he would not take a closed needle, do everything that would relieve the pain, and at the expense of the future, let him have a strong combat power in a short period of time.

　　He must explain this to Frause and prepare him psychologically.

　　 "Coach, who do you think is coming?" Ginobili said with a smile.

　　Fraises looked, it was so delightful to see Hill and Mo Mengchen in Apolis.

　　 "Mo, it seems that you are preparing to come back?"

　　Fraises was very worried about Mo Mengchen, but with and without his Pistons, they were very different teams.

　　 "Yes, neither." Mo Mengchen said.

　　 Hearing the words, Fruse was looking misty. He looked at Hill, and saw Devil's Mountain shrugging. He was puzzled. Ginobili opened his eyes wide, wondering what Momo Chen meant.

　　Mo Mengchen said his thoughts, Ginobili was the only player who knew about it.

　　 That afternoon, Mo Mengchen arrived at the training hall and gave everyone a surprise, but he did not participate in the joint training, nor did he participate in the competition, but only a single basket shot.

　　 Hill is responsible for passing him.

　　 No one knows his state.

　　 His teammates only knew that he could play tonight, and even that was enough to excite them.

　　 "With Dad, we will definitely win!" Curry said loudly.

　　 "Hear no, you must win." Hill said irritably.

　　 Do most women eat such strange vinegar like him?

　　Mo Mengchen smiled and asked: "Did you feel unbalanced in seeing them trust me so much?"

　　 At this time, Mo Mengchen, who was unable to exert his lower limbs, missed three points.

　　Hill was accustomed to Mo Mengchen getting up and going in. Suddenly it was not allowed, but he was not used to it.

　　 "The young people have forgotten how I protected them." Hill slowly raised his old legs, walked to the corner, picked up the ball, and threw it to Mo Mengchen.

　　 So Mo Mengchen continued to shoot.

　　 is still playing iron. The strange thing is that the direction of the ball is exactly the same as before.

　　Hill picked up the ball in place and passed it to Mo Mengchen.

　　He just about to return to the basket, Mo Mengchen concocted as usual, the result was to throw a ball exactly the same as the previous two.

　　Hill discovered the problem, he glared at Mo Menchen with the ball in his hands: "Did you mean it on purpose?"

　　Mo Mengchen pinched a waist and said slightly unexpectedly: "You are not as stupid as I thought."

"go to hell!"

　　 20:30 in the evening.

　　 The game is still half an hour away, and now they need to make a passionate speech, and then enter the field to warm up.

　　 The appearance of Mo Mengchen will surely cause confusion on the spot. Although he entered the activation list, the Pistons' claims to the outside world are doubtful.

　　 The same was true in the last game, so the Timberwolves thought that Mo Mengchen would not be playing tonight.

　　Mo Mengchen slowly put on the knee pads, Gerald was also in the locker room, he carefully installed the orange hood.

　　His taste Mo Mengchen really can't appreciate it.

　　 Horse face, dirty braid, orange hood.

　　 played in the Bobcats in his previous life. The orange hood just matched the color of the Bobcats' jersey, but the Pistons' away dark jersey was mainly black. The corners of the jersey had a few red checkers.

　　 Such a jersey symbolizes the killing spirit of the piston, and Gerard's headgear is undoubtedly a side effect.

　　No matter what you think, the combination of such a jersey and orange head can only result in a fight with each other.

　　 "Sakuragi."

　　Gerard was startled, this nickname Mo Mengchen hadn't called for a long time.

　　 When he first entered the team, Mo Mengchen used to call him that. Everyone later learned that it was a character in a Japanese anime, but no one went into details and was not catchy, so he didn't call.

　　Mo Mengchen now calls this nickname again.

　　 "Daddy, what did you tell me?" Gerrard asked.

　　 "I don't have gastroenteritis." Mo Mengchen's words hit Gerrard. "You don't have time to be shocked. Now listen carefully to me."

　　 "I have a problem with my knee, I can't make a quick sideways move, so my defense tonight will be very poor, and I can't prevent anyone from the Timberwolves from breaking through."

　　 "I need you to help me." Mo Mengchen said, "Tonight, you are my shield."

　　Gerard asked: "Why not Eddie?"

　　 "Because our future goals are too large, I need a shield that looks humble but has infinite energy." Mo Mengchen said.

　　Gerard no problem, Mo Mengchen never asked him to do anything.

　　 This is the first time and most likely the last.

　　In any case, he did not want to let Mo Mengchen disappointed.

　　 Tonight, Hill is also wearing a uniform to stand in the player channel. Although he cannot play, he is definitely the premier speaker in the league. His mobilization before the war will always make his teammates very excited.

　　 "In our dictionary, there are no such stupid words as impossible, impossible, impossible, hopeless, failure, and abandonment!" Hill said. "We walked all the way, and we did not rely on these!"

　　 "We want to put out all the energy and make history tonight!"

　　 "It's like a rainstorm washing the earth!"

　　 "It's like a beast eating a prey!"

　　 "It's like the sun, moon and stars illuminating the earth!"

"From a goal, a rebound, an assist, a steal, a successful defense and even a perfect game!" Hill shouted excitedly, "When we look back tonight in the future, I hope we will not regret !"

　　 "When the time of this game is zero, I hope I can celebrate the victory with you!"

　　 "123!"

　　 "DET!!!"

　　Everyone rushed out of the player channel together.

　　Mo Mengchen was the one in front. The audience was about to give a thunderous boo to the piston when the audience saw Mo Mengchen. The monster who averaged 36 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists per game in the Finals, and the ruler who led the Pistons to seven consecutive championships, came back.

　　 The noisy target center is silent.

　　 They should have booed their opponents and made them feel a lot of pressure from the beginning, but they didn't make a sound.

　　 Target Center Arena was filled with 20,444 people, but was alone.

　　 "Dor.Mo is back! This is the biggest surprise tonight!"

　　 "It looks like the Pistons can fight the Timberwolves all out!"

　　The on-site commentators were Jeff Van Gundy, former NBA player Mark Jackson, and gold medalist Mike Brin, who retired from the coaching position.

　　 Brin said: "This is the role of Dor.Mo. His appearance has shocked many audiences."

　　 "Yes, most Timberwolves fans think Dor.Mo has been reimbursed for the season. His sudden appearance is just as terrible as the horror picture suddenly flashed in the horror movie."

　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen come back, the Minnesota team's mentality is very unbalanced.

　　 originally thought that Mo Menchen’s encounter with gastroenteritis was a blessing from God, because they had damaged a Bowen.

　　 Poor Bowen suffered a torn cruciate ligament in his right knee and a torn meniscus after the impact. It is expected that a truce will be required for more than a year, and the state after the return is unpredictable.

　　If you sacrifice a Bowen and you can replace Mo Mengchen, the Timberwolves will not lose.

　　 It's different now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mo Mengchen returned to the arena, making everyone sweat.

　　 The warm-up is over and the game is about to start.

　　Mo Mengchen took off his uniform and revealed the number 9 shirt.

　　 He checked the shoelace.

　　 "It's too late to regret now." Hill said.

　　Mother-in-law is a characteristic of most women.

　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen not answering, Hill continued to ask questions.

　　 "If the ending tonight is not glory but... something else," Hill said, "what would you do?"

　　Mo Mengchen said: "I think I will cry."

　　 After all, this is the final battle before the eighth consecutive championship. Although he has not lost before, but since he has become a winner, he does not want to taste the bitter fruit again.

　　 "If the ending tonight is as we wish..." It would seem a too difficult expectation to ask Hill to kneel on the ground and sing conquest. Mo Mengchen raised his eyebrows, "Will you shed tears for our victory?"

　　Hill grinned, his smile didn't look so natural, but he still laughed out, on such occasions, his smile had a reassuring magic.

　　 "The Pacific will cause the water level to rise because of my tears."

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