You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

When the final whistle sounded, Mo Mengchen sat down.

This game lost its suspense early.

In the fifth game of the Eastern Conference Semifinals, the Bulls, who led 3-1 on the road, gave their opponents no chance at home.

The Pistons defeated the Bulls by 24 points.

Compared with the previous four games, they did not show any fighting spirit tonight. They looked like a public official and ended their own season.

Mo Mengchen got up from the bench, hugged Jordan, and whispered: "Michael, no matter what I say to you next, please remember that what I think is the opposite."

Let go of Jordan, Mo Mengchen said: "Congratulations on your victory, please win to the end."

Jordan didn't know what kind of expression to greet this sentence. He froze, and then said: "Anyway, you played well. If Grant is not injured, I believe we will have a more wonderful confrontation."

"Don't worry, see you next year."

Mo Mengchen's heart is full of ambition, want to defeat Jordan, want to pull him off the throne by hand.

This desire is particularly urgent.

He is a traverser, he has advantages that no one else has, he believes he can do it.

At this time next year, Hill will no longer have injuries, they will be stronger, especially him, he will also become stronger, when the time comes, the bull must be overturned!

The Pistons season has just ended, Mo Mengchen has made a big wish in his heart.

He and every opponent said hypocritical congratulations, and then Mo Mengchen walked off the field and saw Hill.

After the Game4 game, he went to the hospital for a check and found that he had sprained ankle and strained calf at the same time, so he announced the reimbursement for the season.

Before the start of the fifth game, Mo Mengchen told Hill not to have any hope, they would simply lose the game.

Even so, Hill still came away with the team.

Stupid idiots always think that this way they can motivate his teammates. In fact, his existence is just putting pressure on them.

"Is this the end?"

Hill said.

Gao Caisheng's face is very sparse, he is very unwilling, this is only his third season, and it is already a pretty good result to be able to reach the semi-finals.

He thinks the team can go further, but who made them meet the Bulls?

"If you think this is not enough, I can find someone to help you set a few more fireworks to commemorate this shit-like season."

Hill was sitting in a wheelchair, and he smiled bitterly: "Do you have to speak so badly? Although we have experienced a lot, I believe that some things are still worth remembering."

Is he comforting me?

He feels I need comfort?

Mo Mengchen said: "For example, you have to come to the scene in a wheelchair to get on and off the plane in order to add to our congestion?"

"Or did you not listen to the advice, treat yourself as a savior and bring the injury out of the game, and finally get what you want, and succeed in making the injury worse?"

"Or maybe you are a bit silly and have a dirty deal with Doug Collins in private, hiding it from everyone with injuries at the end of the season?"

Mo Mengchen ignored Hill's blue and white fat face and said lightly: "If you are talking about these things, it is indeed worth remembering, what kind of idiot can be made in less than two months. So many stupid things? And one stupid thing."

Not angry, not angry...

Hill meditated.

"These things are like clouds of smoke for me, I am not talking about them."

Hill must tell Mo Mengchen what is worth remembering.

Who cares what you mean?

Mo Mengchen has made as much an expression as he hates Hill saying these words, but Duke Gaocaisheng is tireless and tireless.

"It's trust," Hill said with a heavy heart. "You made me believe in you. I chose to believe. You said you would win that game. I will always remember that moment. I made the right decision. ."

Then I am very strange, why don't you believe me when you hit the bull? (Mo Mengchen knows that Hill is for the sense of responsibility in his heart, so he is angry)

"So I also believe what you said to me the other day, for the future."

Hill said: "The failures of the past few days, the failure of tonight, buried the present, but also planted a seed belonging to the future, we will return."

Devil Mountain just wanted to show his eloquence, but Mo Mengchen walked behind him, pushed the wheelchair, and the two walked together in the long corridor.

"Don't you really treat me as a friend?" Hill asked suddenly.

"Is this important?" Mo Mengchen said, "We don't have any intersections except basketball. I won't go to your house for Thanksgiving, and you won't come to my house for Christmas. It doesn't matter whether we are friends."

"Are you inviting me to go to your house for Thanksgiving next year? Okay!"

In terms of this understanding ability, I said that I was a top student since I was a child, and I never took the exam?

Does the United States not test reading comprehension?

"If you don't speak, I'll assume you're acquiesced. I will go to your house for Thanksgiving next year."

"Why do not you speak?"

"I'm thinking about how to reject you."

Sending Hill to the locker room, Mo Mengchen will also follow Collins to attend the press conference.

There were many reporters and many questions.

"You stopped in the first round last year and stopped in the second round this year. Will this progress please you?" The New York Times reporter asked.

Mo Mengchen replied: "This is progress, but we will not be satisfied."

"Coach Collins, there is news that you will resign after the end of the season. Is this true?" This is a reporter from Detroit.

This is the right time.

"I had a great time in Detroit,"

Typical opening remarks before leaving.

"I have experienced many things, and these things have made me better."

Yes, it’s time to focus on the next sentence.

"Detroit is a good place. The Pistons are one of the best professional sports clubs in the United States."

This is one of the reasons why I hate to hear you sum up after the game. It is stinky and long. Can you hurry up?

"I have not inspired all their potential. Many people are accusing me. I am also accusing myself. My ability is not enough."

This is true.

"Yes, I will submit my resignation after the end of the season, I will miss every day spent in this position."

60-point resignation speech.

"Mo, does coach Collins leave you frustrated?" another reporter asked.

Collins also looked over. He wanted to know how hypocritical Momochen would say. The two of them were already in the same position.

Mo Mengchen had a face on his face, just like when he lost the game, his words were cold and his words were firm: "No."

OH!

will not? This is the Bole that took you to Detroit!

Is this too real?

Collins didn't expect him to say that, because Mo Mengchen has always created his image in front of the media. He is sensible, humble, and cautious, never reveals too much content, and is extremely good at playing Tai Chi. The reporter also doesn't like to interview him.

But today...

"Only losing will make me frustrated. I regret this matter, but I will not be frustrated." Mo Mengchen looked at Collins with no smile on his face, "I think, coach Collins also hopes that we will send him with a smile Leave, not tears or other negative emotions."

Finally, Collins gave Mo Mengchen a smile that was uglier than crying: "Yes."

Jerk! He added a sentence in his heart.

After the press conference, Mo Mengchen and Collins left together.

This corridor, which is neither near nor far, is only two of them at this time.

"Mo, your knife is hidden deep."

Collins broke this silence. Some words, he had to make it clear, some questions, but also to understand, he did not know why Mo Mengchen was opposed to him.

"Doug, this is the time, don't you want to leave some good memories for yourself?"

Mo Mengchen smiled, his eyes hit the outgoing head coach.

"I took a fancy to you at a glance and took you to the Pistons. This will be the best draft I have ever made and the worst." Collins looked angry, "I brought Detroit The future also buries its own future!"

You are right, you bring the future to Detroit-it is me.

The latter sentence is wrong.

According to what he meant, it was me who buried the "own future", is it really me? To be fair, is it really me?

I don't carry this black pot.

"I don't understand, why do you do this? What benefits does this have for you? I have created a system for you. You are so proficient in this system that even you should not deny this."

Yes, I am like a fish in a run, but are you for me?

Mo Mengchen continued to be silent.

Collins went on to say: "I don't expect you to stand on my side in internal battles. You have your ideas. I understand and respect you. I also value your opinions. You can tell me if you have any dissatisfaction. You were chosen by me. I treat you as myself. I never expected you to treat me like this."

You said for a long time, what did I do to you?

Mo Mengchen thinks more and more funny, why do these losers always have so many reasons?

Perhaps this is the reason for their failure. They have made too many excuses for themselves, and never realize the most crucial point.

--I can not.

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"I must praise you. You are not only smart on the field, you can see any tactics, but also on the field." Collins can't wait to applaud him, "I still don't know how I fell into this field, you do You have to be clean and silent. You are the best coach killer in history. Compared with you, other coach killers are like children in kindergartens."

"From beginning to end, you never let people see how you shot."

"So I want to know, how did you do it?"

Collins has a smile on his face, but also resentment, and even more anger. How did such a smiley face with all kinds of emotions be made?

The corner of Mo Mengchen's mouth was curved like a crescent.

Since you want to know why, since you want to know what went wrong with you, Luther, I might as well tell you.

Put your ears up and listen, Doug Collins.