You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 369 The saliva battle triggered by a ball

"Should you eat the ball?"

Mo Mengchen took the basketball to reach Marbury, as if to ask him to fulfill this impossible promise.

Marbury didn't expect him to be so real, and he didn't know what to do for a while: "Do you **** think I am an idiot?"

He said this, Mo Mengchen was more shocked than him: "Aren't you?"

After losing the game, he also issued a promise similar to "how to eat shit", Marbury can only slip away at this moment, because it is humiliated by Mo Mengchen.

It's not so easy to slip away, Mo Mengchen had to ask him not to come to Taiwan tonight, why didn't this vicious **** die?

If it wasn't for the reporter on the scene to step forward, Marbury really didn't know what to do, could not really eat the ball?

The reporter at the scene stepped forward to interview Mo Mengchen, and Marbury took the opportunity to escape.

He will not forget the great grace of the reporter, but he runs too fast, and even the reporter's appearance is not clear, and I really don't know who to ask for gratitude in the future.

"Mo, you scored 125 points tonight. This is an amazing number."

Unfortunately, at least half of our games this season have scored more than this number.

"What do you think you can improve?"

"We can do more perfect." Mo Mengchen said, "more perfect than tonight."

The reporter didn't expect him to answer this way. The performance of the Pistons tonight is perfect for many people.

"Aren't you perfect tonight?"

Just like your face is not suitable for keeping Liu Hai, you have a perfect face, but you made a wrong hairstyle, so you are not perfect.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Some people may think that we played perfectly, and maybe we really did perfect in some aspects, but critics have never lacked breakthroughs. We need to be perfect so that the most discerning guys can't be critical. "

"Okay, thanks to Dor.Mo for accepting our on-site interview. This is the interview in front of Apollis TV..."

Mo Mengchen still holds the ball, but the person who claims to eat it has disappeared without a trace.

This stalk is hard to pass, Mo Mengchen thought.

At the press conference that evening, Mo Mengchen took the game ball to the scene. When the interview started, he specifically asked: "Is Stephen Marbury next door?"

"No, their interview is over."

It is said that Marbury walked in a hurry.

Mo Mengchen didn't think that the goods stayed on the court so much, but they were very clever off the court. How good is the thirty-six measures?

It is indeed the political commissar of Malaysia that has laid a solid foundation for accepting socialist transformation more than a decade later.

Mo Mengchen didn't say much about the matter. He believed that there would be a reporter full of curiosity asking why he was looking for Marbury, and he could tell the story by himself.

This will make the fans talk more and make Marbury lose face.

"Mo, did you find Stephen just now?"

Coming, still a reporter with a big head.

Looking at his brand, it turned out to be the "New York Times".

Mo Mengchen held it on the table, a very violent basketball on this occasion, saying: "If you go back tonight's game, you will see me facing Stephen with a somewhat difficult throw."

It is quite difficult, but still be humble.

"I just shot, Stephen said, if I can get him to eat the ball, I hope he can fulfill his promise." Mo Mengchen stared at the "New York Times" reporter, "I heard that New Yorkers must do what they say. "

In fact, I have never heard of it, I swear.

The reporter patted his chest and said sternly: "Yes, I spit a nail in New York!"

"Very good. It seems that Stephen will fulfill his promise. I will leave this ball. Please help me to supervise and make sure he eats the ball cleanly." Mo Mengchen patted the ball on the table. Authentic, "I am serious."

"Hahaha~~~"

The scene laughed together.

In Marbury's home court, Mo Mengchen was very happy when he was engaged in front of many reporters.

Who told Marbury what to say when he came up tonight to blow people up?

In the past, there was no injustice and no innocence in the past-Mo Mengchen had long forgotten that he elbowed Marbury on the field-will he destroy me when he comes up? Am I also grumpy?

The reporters went to Marbury to confirm the authenticity of the matter.

"Fart, I haven't said that!" Marbury denied angrily.

So the reporter can only throw the question to Mo Mengchen again.

Mo Mengchen only responded this time: "I can swear in the name of anyone. He has said this, and he can also ask many people to guarantee me. It is the kind of guarantee that requires a vow, I really Yes. I repeat, he said that he would eat the ball, and if he couldn’t do it, he would admit generously. This is not an easy thing after all. Agree."

"I heard that New Yorkers say what they must do. It seems that I was wrong."

Terrible, the map guns were fired.

Mo Mengchen brought a wave of rhythm in front of the media, which successfully aroused scolding battles from all over the place. New Yorkers can’t look down on outsiders at this time. It is even more terrible at this time. Local rogues in the field have found opportunities.

The saliva battle lasted three months.

Cause: a ball.

Then, in response to this incident, there were a lot of text terriers similar to Innocent Marbury and Stephen who refused to eat the ball, which accompanied the former throughout his career.

As the black hand who contributed to this, Mo Mengchen quickly pulled away from the turbulent vortex.

Apolis, Suzanne.

Simas chose an elegant and simple restaurant for supper.

Although Mo Mengchen and he were both internships at the Mayo Clinic, they did not know enough about each other. Mo Mengchen's only understanding of Simas is his medical skills. He believes that this person can perform joint surgery with himself.

"Have a drink for your victory tonight." Simas said.

Mo Mengchen raised his glass and touched him, then drank the wine in the glass at a sip.

"Are you in such a hurry?" Simmas seemed to know Mo Mengchen on the first day. "Don't you know that good wine is to be tasted slowly? The wine here is a must for Apollis."

Ten dollars for a glass of wine?

well.

Mo Mengchen is not sure if Simmas understood the game tonight. He should not be a sports fan. Judging from his loose body, he usually does not exercise much.

"Now tell me, what do you want me to do?" Simas asked.

"Remember what I told you last time?"

Mo Mengchen took the initiative to mention it.

"Joint surgery?" Simas remembered. "I'm fine, you have a problem."

Yes, the question is how to persuade the old antiques in the Mayo Clinic to send the best young doctors in the hospital to perform a joint operation with a miscellaneous hospital in the eyes of a big hospital like Saint Lucifer.

"Do you remember Scorpio?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Simas gently rolled the face on the plate, raised his eyes, and was very surprised: "Don't tell you to improve that thing..."

"Yes, but it is still not universal. It is difficult for ordinary doctors to control, but a doctor like you is different." Mo Mengchen rarely flattered others, and Simas did not respond because he was too shocked.

If he heard Mo Mengchen complimenting him, he would be too happy to sleep tonight.

Mo Menchen's mean name is well known all over the world, and it's too difficult to get his compliments.

"If you are telling the truth, there is indeed a turning point in this matter."

Simas cares more about this patient. If it is a normal patient, would Mo Mengchen be so in love? His mind is no longer in the hospital.

This is not a normal patient.

"How much are you willing to make a profit?" Simas asked.

"As long as I can accomplish this, I can transfer the Scorpio technology patent to the Mayo Clinic, and Saint Lucifer only reserves the right to use it."

Mo Mengchen scared Simas as soon as he spoke.

"It seems this patient is very important to you." Simas said.

Promise others' things must be done~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mo Yuanhang told him so many times when Mo Mengchen was young.

Mo Mengchen said: "How is it?"

Simas had rolled up a large roll of noodles and looked disgusted.

Why can't he eat it in one bite?

Mo Mengchen endured the desire to vomit while waiting for his answer.

"No problem." Simas said.

Mo Mengchen was relieved when he got the answer.

Finally, it fell.

Next, he only needs to wait for the news from Simas, and then let the two hospitals contact and inform the outside world to determine the date of the operation.