You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

As a chef, it is happy to watch the food that you have worked so hard to be eaten instantly. ——This sentence doesn't know which self-assured chef.

fart!

The premise is that you are not hungry!

Mo Mengchen was so hungry that his stomach clanged, six goose eggs, he just picked one, and the remaining five were swept away in an instant.

Dumas, the old bastard, looked at Sven, but it was unambiguous when he ate it. No wonder he grew so strong, and he didn't know how many brothers and sisters were starving to death.

Duke Gaocaisheng didn't mention it. This guy ignored his identity at the side of Mo Mengchen, and had no image at all.

The two robbers greeted them by opening the door, and now they can only eat a small bite of goose eggs in silence, and then eat a large piece of rice.

If this is not the case, an egg cannot lay a bowl of rice at all.

"Okay, let's talk about business," Dumas said.

All right? Who is better with you?

Mo Mengchen looked at him badly.

"Do you have any thoughts on the game tomorrow?" Dumas said, "I can help you pass it on to the coach."

Mo Mengchen put down the tableware and said, "Grant must explode the magic flanks. If he can't do it, we won't win a game."

"What if he did?" Dumas asked.

"We have a chance to win a game." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill is not angry: "We are desperately trying to enter the playoffs, just to win the Magic? I don't want it, I want to reach the semifinals!"

Mo Mengchen stared at him for a long time, and Hill thought he wanted to boast about his courage and praise. Who knows he is a stern man: "If reality is as plump as your little fat face."

"Do you think we can only win one game?" Hill asked.

This was no joke, Hill asked seriously, and Mo Mengchen looked at him for a while.

"When everything goes well, it is the most reasonable situation to win a game." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill kept shaking his head: "No, we are here not just to win them!"

Dumas said with a smile: "Grant, we won a few games not depends on Mo's mouth, but on you, you are our leader, you should tell Mo, we want to win a few games."

"Yes, if you want to ask me, my answer is to win a game." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill suddenly discovered something more horrible than his 100 trust and obey Mo Mengchen, that is, he has subconsciously thought that Mo Mengchen is the leader of the team.

Hearing that he can only win one game, Hill is very upset. He wants to hear a better answer because he feels that the team's combat power is not only for winning one game.

He forgot that the leader of the Pistons was not Mo Mengchen, but him.

No matter how much Mo Mengchen has the right to speak among the players, this team's boss is still him.

"We are going to the semifinals!" Hill said fiercely.

When he said this, he clenched his fists and was as powerful as giving a speech at the election.

Mo Mengchen also hopes that this sentence can bring strength to him. Unfortunately, he just wants to splash Hill's cold water: "If you continue to play like this tonight, we can't win, you have to fight more Aggressive."

"Look at me!" Hill stood up. "I'm going back to rest!"

"Don't go to sleep immediately after eating, be careful to die on the bed."

Hill's hand just reached the doorknob. Hearing this, he suddenly twitched: "Don't scare me!"

Mo Mengchen continued to eat supper and ignored him.

"Then I'm gone too," Dumas said.

I don’t know how to stimulate him tonight, how will he play next time?

Hill's character has always been a problem. He has the ability and determination, but his problem is the same as Penny Hardaway.

No, his problems are far more serious than Hardaway.

After O'Neal was hooked by the Lakers, Hardaway became the team's leader and proved his strength in the playoffs that year. He is a superstar who will come forward as long as the team is in crisis, and Hill? He didn't prove that he was a playoff star until the 28-year-old peak.

He is very reasonable, very team, just can not be selfish in the playoffs, leading his team to break through the first round.

If he can't carry it all, there is absolutely no chance of winning the Magic series.

"Traversers like me actually pin their hopes on others, and I'm so failing."

After eating the supper, Mo Mengchen said mockingly.

But who gave him only 66 total ratings? The opponents in the regular season will also relax their strength and enter the playoffs. The opponents are much more targeted and confrontational. He is not as comfortable as the regular season.

I can only be thankful that what I have encountered is not supersonic. Otherwise, with Peyton's qualities, he will only go too far.

What can I do now?

Mo Mengchen kept thinking, he hoped to help the team.

Over night

The next day, the training ground.

The Pistons were all concentrated and sat down in a circle in the siege. Collins stood in this circle to talk about the strategy for tomorrow night.

In order to block the news, the Pistons adopted closed training to ensure that no fly could fly in.

"Today we are going to play a match against tomorrow night's game. I need a few of you to simulate the Magic." Collins said.

Mo Mengchen was successfully elected, he will imitate Hardaway in the match.

The reason is very simple. With his defense, it is used to imitate Hardaway's state when he encountered a pick-and-roll. It is almost lifelike, just like the scene reappears.

This arrangement made Mo Mengchen very unhappy.

Does poor defense have no human rights? Will poor defensive be ridiculed?

His teammates told him by action: yes.

Mo Mengchen's imitation is perfect, because he is not imitating at all, he is starring in nature, and the struggle of pick-and-roll is more than Hardaway.

This made Collins startled in a cold sweat.

They can take advantage of this weakness to eat Hardaway, and the Magic can also use this weakness to swallow Mo Mengchen.

"What can I do?" Collins couldn't imagine the magic using this.

O'Neill and Hardaway are very unsolved. If they find this loophole again, they don't have to fight

"Relax, Mo knows how to cover up his weaknesses." Joe Lynch encouraged him.

Until now, Collins can only be optimistic.

In terms of strength, they are not magic opponents at all, and now they just want to do everything possible to get the next layer of skin from the opponent. Promote? He didn't think about it, it was too unrealistic.

I’m sorry, and don’t think about it. This is what any human being with normal values ​​should have.

The image of the Pistons in the league has never been better, that is, in recent years, joined the two positive players Hill and Mo Mengchen, they slowly torn off the label of the bad boy army.

Some people even call them the good boy army.

After a confrontation game, Mo Mengchen was numb. The pick-and-roll of the **** was really blocking. There was no water at all, which made him sore.

Collins looked at the training results and walked in front of them and said, "Training ends here. If you want to stay and practice for a while, I have no idea. Remember, there will be a game tomorrow. Don't waste unnecessary energy."

Dumas sat on the ground and gasped for breath: "Mo, why were you so serious just now? I ran to death, hahaha"

I also want to ask you why you are so hard to pick and roll, do you want to kill me?

"What's the effect of not practicing like this?" Die Jiao will never say anything.

Houston shouted: "Louis, go buy some water!"

"Oh"

Lore took the money from Houston and turned and ran out.

Hill laughed: "Alan, don't always bully the rookie."

"I don't want to, but I am thirsty and my life is fragile. I must replenish water in time. You don't want me to be the second Reggie Lewis?" Houston said exaggeratedly.

"Alas, poor Reggie Lewis." Dumas said.

This group of idlers began to feel that life is fragile. The question is what do they know about life fragility? How many living people did they send away in their lifetime?

Mo Mengchen lay on the ground and became a completely dead fish.

At this time, he had no idea whether the floor was dirty or not. Will these bacteria turn him into a pathogen?

"Mo, you are a doctor, you should know how fragile life is?"

Asked Michael Curry.

"I don't want to discuss life, especially with you."

Because that is a waste of life, my life is sad enough, look at the suffering I suffered in the past, although the pain is suffered by another Mo Mengchen, but I now accept his body, the suffering is mine Suffering, the original Mo Mengchen has been forced to hang, do you also want to force me to hang?

If not worried about being treated as a lunatic, Mo Mengchen really wanted to say these words.

"Don't you think you should share a story? We have nothing to do now."

"Yeah, talk about it."

Mo Mengchen turned over, and the other half of his body was also stained with hundreds of millions of bacteria.

"Do you really want to hear?"

"True, truer than pearls."

Based on Mo Mengchen's experience in past and present life, casually telling a story in a hospital is simple:

A one-year-old baby came to the hospital with a fever-penicillin-the situation improved after the beating ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ on the way back to a bubble of urine on his mother's lap, the tragedy happened, his mother Highly allergic to penicillin, throat edema immediately, too late to rescue, and died of suffocation on the spot.

"What about diapers? Didn't you wear diapers?" Hill asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "This story happened more than forty years ago."

So, without diapers, the tragedy happened.

After listening to this story, everyone felt emotion for a while, and this time, the people were gone.

"After listening to this story, everyone must agree with me-life is very fragile." Houston hopes he can win a round of applause.

Here comes the teardown.

Mo Mengchen said: "No, I tell this story just to tell you that diaper is a great invention."

"go away!"