You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Adrian danced with excitement. The 12-year-old didn't know how to express his ecstasy. He could only scream loudly and celebrate with the audience the three points of death that did not give the opponent a chance.

The woman's reaction is much simpler.

Ephraim and Tamia hugged together excitedly, making a harsh cry.

Excited women have the highest decibel voice in the world.

They shouted loudly with the audience.

The voice of MVP surrounds Auburn Hills Palace.

Mo Mengchen failed to spread salt on Miller's wound because his teammates quickly threw him down a few seconds later and piled them up one after another.

Everyone has forgotten the hidden injuries of Mo Mengchen. He saved the team many times in such moments.

They just want to let Mo Mengchen know how happy they are.

Hill hung a towel and his nosebleed had stopped. In the last seven seconds, he failed to stay on the field. Mo Mengchen led the team to win the game. He should be happy.

He was indeed very happy and somewhat lost.

At such a critical moment, he could not be present to shoulder his responsibility.

No one does not want to be a hero, even if Hill is such a selfless person, he has repeatedly witnessed Mo Mengchen save the team at a critical moment.

And he always seems to be a quitter, because for one reason or another, he can't help, or he is simply not on the field.

When everyone was so excited that his emotions were out of control, Hill thought of a question: if he was present just now, would Mo Mengchen be asked to pass the ball to him?

This should not be a problem. He is the best player in the Pistons, and the last goal is always handed over to the best player.

But Hill got the opposite answer, he wouldn't ask for the ball, and he would believe Mo Mengchen unreservedly like everyone else.

This result made him relieved, but also a bit more melancholy.

Is this what he wants?

Miller has stood up, the series is not over, in theory, they still have a chance, but tonight, they missed the last bullet.

They did everything they could in this game.

Schmidz rarely shot 100% of his shots for most of the time. He also had a good feel. The team played very well. Mo Mengchen couldn't even make a 3-pointer for most of the time.

The Pistons have a home advantage, but they are as passive as they are on the road.

Their status, opponent's status, timing in all aspects are very good, and their experience is far better than the Pistons. They should have won the match point tonight, but they had problems at the last moment.

He did not follow Bird's order, gave up tactics, changed his own way, pushed Mo Mengchen, and scored three points.

He cast in, and no one can accuse him.

"Larry, sorry."

If Byrd's tactics are successful, they may not leave their opponents for a second, and Mo Mengchen will not be able to put a deadly knife in their hearts with their backhands.

"You have nothing to apologize." Bird glanced at the opponent who was still celebrating. "They are very good."

Miller said: "No, if I execute your tactics, we..."

"You're right, Reggie." Bird said, "You made the right decision. Under those circumstances, they couldn't let us run out of a complete tactic. You will still receive the ball, but the tactic will definitely Be destroyed, and wait for a hurried shot at that time, it is better to use your method to simply break."

"You are right and don't need to blame yourself."

It's just that they are superior.

Byrd shook his head helplessly. He had a magnificent career. The scenes, large and small, had experienced countless scenes, like rising and falling tonight, the two sides were loathing, and the energies between the superstars collided with each other. Climax games are extremely rare in the history of the NBA.

3 to 2

The Pistons have two match points next. After this game tonight, the morale of the Pacers is bound to be hit hard. Can they have the courage to stand on the field against the opponent?

Bird is not sure. If the match points can be pulled out on the Pistons' home ground tonight, the result will be completely different.

It's a pity that it's a little bit worse.

Miller left Mo Mengchen for 4 seconds.

4 seconds is enough to happen many heartbreaking things.

Mo Mengchen saw the slight sadness on Hill's face, and with his toes, he thought about how sad Duke was at the moment.

"I was thinking, if you were present, how would we fight?" Mo Mengchen said.

Hill felt that Mo Mengchen had installed a detector in his brain, otherwise how could he talk about his thoughts every time?

"I will still pass the ball to you." Hill said depressed.

"No, if you are there, Miller may not be able to score that three-pointer. Your defense is better than mine." I have to admit. Mo Mengchen wanted to appease Hill's emotions. The semi-finals were not over. They had to go to play an away game and try to end the series there.

Hill did not expect that Mo Mengchen would say this: "Are you sure I will guard him?"

"I'm not sure, but if you are here, Miller will have a hard time getting a three-point shot. They may choose a two-pointer. In that case, our inside is not vegetarian. Even if they do, we have a chance. Because only one goal within the three-point line can help us defeat the defeat."

Speaking of which, Mo Mengchen is not so sure: "Within the three-point line, you should be more confident than me in scoring."

"My goodness, you really comfort people." Hill reluctantly accepted his assumption.

"We won the match point, you should not bear the expression that everyone owes you a million, you should smile, mother."

Mo Mengchen said nothing and walked to the ESPN reporter on the sidelines.

They waited for a long time, as the well-deserved protagonist tonight, Mo Mengchen accepted ESPN's live interview.

"You got 26 points, 8 rebounds and 12 assists tonight, 18 of which were scored in the fourth quarter. Is this your game plan?"

EPSN was interested. They sent a blonde reporter who wore glasses and a low-cut dress. She exuded a seductive atmosphere, but Mo Mengchen didn't like it.

Mo Mengchen responded calmly: "No, my physical strength has always been bad. How can I concentrate the score in the fourth quarter? This is very risky."

"why?"

The reason is very simple, the fourth section found the feel.

Mo Mengchen replied in his heart, but said: "My teammates gave me a cover. I just put the ball that I didn't score in the first three quarters."

"Tell about Miller's shot."

"Which shot?"

Mo Mengchen pretended not to understand what she was talking about.

The blonde reporter smiled: "It was he who pushed you down with unfair actions and then hit the shot that almost ended the game."

"That's a good shot." Because Mo Mengchen also dried, he and Miller were even.

The difference is that what he does to Miller is not visible to the fans, nor to the cameras at all the stations on the scene. Everyone can only guess what he did to Miller, but there is no substantial evidence.

Therefore, in the eyes of the public, Miller used unfair means to enter the quasi lore, and Mo Mengchen used a pure basketball action to counter the lore.

Sentencing high.

"Don't you mind?" The blonde reporter froze, "Don't you think it's a foul?"

Mo Mengchen smiled lightly: "If the referee does not play, it is not a foul. I accept this result."

Because we won, so of course I have to accept it.

If they lose, Mo Mengchen must not be the face of the face. He never regards the game as a theory of right or wrong, but sets the tone in terms of victory or defeat.

If they lost the game because of Miller's vote, but the series is not over, he will find ways to put pressure on the referee through the media.

To compensate for the Pistons, the referee might blow an unprecedented disaster-grade black whistle in the Plaza Arena.

But they won, and Mo Mengchen also fought back Miller, so you might as well behave freely.

"Okay, thanks to Dor.Mo for accepting our interview. This is the interview ahead of ESPN."

Mo Mengchen turned around and gave Ephraim a far-off gesture to let them go home first, because he still had many things to deal with here, and it might take an hour or two to wait for things to be done.

In the locker room, everyone is celebrating.

Just won the match point, one step away from the division finals.

General manager Dean Osgold personally came to the locker room to congratulate the players, and also brought the boss's greetings: "Guys, you need to work harder, this is not our end, we have to go further than last year, the boss said If we can reach the division finals, the playoff bonus will increase to four million!"

Then it's time to lick the dog.

What kind of manager is wise, long live the boss, if there is no culture, we can only shout a few old sayings, we will win.

Mo Mengchen took a shower and put on his clothes to prepare for the press conference. Many reporters were waiting for them.

Mo Mengchen, Hill, and Frothers came to the press conference site~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The reporter's battle was very stressful. The scene was full of people and there were journalists from many countries.

Today's Mo Mengchen is not just a player, he is still a vigorous music superstar. The attention of the outside world has long exceeded the scope of NBA players. At first glance, he has made incredible achievements in the NBA field. The heart of gossip was also ignited.

He sat on the side and said nothing, but the media faced him and took photos one after another from all angles.

It is easy for the traverser to become popular, but to get to this point, in addition to having genuine results, it must also just cross over to a handsome oriental man who looks in line with Western aesthetics.

"Mo, as long as you win another game, you can advance to the division finals. Is this your goal?"

Mo Mengchen is sure that this guy is a gossip reporter. Maybe he just got to know the NBA and asked this question daringly in order to write an article.

He was not polite and asked, "Who will play the playoffs for the division finals?"