You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 42: Reject

　　 "Uh!"

　　Terry Mills is playing a round of shooting with Mo Mengchen.

　　 The first person to pitch is Mills. He scored 40 goals in a row, then ironed a goal and changed to Mo Mengchen.

　　He thought that 40 bursts would make Mo Mengchen nervous, but the opponent has now scored 100 consecutive goals.

　　 "Doctor, if you shoot like this again, no one will really accompany you in the future." Mills couldn't imagine who could have a better untouchable shooting feel than Mo Mengchen.

　　 It's so scary.

　　 Little finger, ring finger, middle finger, force in turn.

　　 "Although your way of picking the ball is rare, it is precisely and the rare way of picking the ball that you have excellent stability."

　　This is Mo Mengchen told by Luke Lar, he has never seen such a way of picking the ball.

　　 The secret of Mo Mengchen's accurate shooting is on his finger. His little finger on his right hand is longer than others, which allows him to find the magical softness when he plucks the ball.

　　 "Terry, how much do you weigh?"

　　 After scoring 10 consecutive goals, Mo Mengchen suddenly asked.

　　 "104kg." Mills said extremely decisively.

　　Mo Mengchen did not believe: "The best doctor in the world is asking about your weight, don't you want to be healthy? There is no benefit to lying to me."

　　 "110kg." Mills replied with difficulty.

　　 "No, 110KG is the weight you just got up, your daily weight should be 113KG, you are too fat." Mo Mengchen said.

　　 Mills said: "My weight makes it easier for me to get inside..."

　　 "It also makes you have a greater burden every time you exercise. Fat cannot make up for the lack of height, nor can it fill the lack of strength."

　　 scored 170 goals in a row, Mo Mengchen finally missed.

　　 "Weight loss first, then weight gain."

　　 "?????"

　　 Question mark on his face.

　　Mo Mengchen thought it was very clear, he overestimated the IQ of this space-dead fat man: "I want you to reduce your body fat rate, and then slowly increase muscle."

　　 "I heard that gaining muscle is very hard..."

　　Mo Mengchen's face was shocked, how did this guy say so insidious words without changing his face? You are an adult man of 208 cm, hard work?

"Yes, gaining muscle is very hard, but it will never be more than your weight and excess fat. The hidden dangers of injuries and the various diseases that will inevitably come to you. If you want to live ten years less, I No comment."

　　Mo Mengchen's words just finished, Mills missed three points.

　　 "Mo, someone is looking for you!"

　　Rhett just went outside and bought water and came back.

　　 "I'm training." Mo Mengchen said.

　　 Reid said: "You still go, it looks like a big man."

　　What do the big guys want me to do? Mo Mengchen said to Mills: "I will go back as soon as I go."

　　 "Don't worry, I admit defeat, this game is your win."

　　 training with Mo Mengchen is not very good, his shot is accurate, and his precision shots always make those who pretend to be shooters feel ashamed.

　　 While shooting, he also tells a variety of experiences.

　　From the stability of shooting, to various health indicators of the body, especially people with a distorted body like Mills, often become his target of attack.

　　 He is just a rookie. If there is a few years of accumulated resumes, can anyone in this world stop him from poisoning people?

　　 "Rookie, are you evading training?"

　　 saw Mo Mengchen go out, Houston followed.

　　 "Yes." Mo Mengchen said stiffly.

　　 "You bastards, I haven't escaped training, how many pounds do you have?" Houston murmured and followed.

　　 Hill called Rhett to his side; "You said there is a big man looking for Mo?" "Yes, big man!" Rhed nodded.

　　 "What is your basis?"

　　 "The man came in a luxury car, and also prepared a lot of gifts for Mo, and those things alone would have to cost tens of thousands, if not a big man..."

　　 Hill gave Dumas a look.

　　 "You train well." Dumas turned Rhett's body and walked out of the training hall with Hill.

　　 It's no wonder that Reed would say that this person is a big man. He drove the BMW E34, sitting in the car with two blonde women, and brought a lot of gifts.

　　 "Dr. Mo, hello."

　　 He looks very young. Maybe he didn't graduate from university, but he is polite, and the smile on his face makes it easier to get closer to strangers.

　　 "Mo, who is this?"

　　Houston recognized the other party's luxury car at a glance. For him, this is nothing. Such a car is like a sweaty BMW to ordinary people, but he doesn't care, his garage is better than this.

　　 "I also want to know." Mo Mengchen looked at this noble son who seemed to have a good impression on him, "Are you?"

　　 "Introduce yourself, my name is Jacques Dura, you must know who I am."

　　 He believes that his brother must have impressed Mo Mengchen. He believes that the other party can guess his purpose.

　　 Your son's arrogance is always uncomfortable.

　　 "Mo, who the **** is he?" Houston didn't expect that the noble boy in front of him was the second son of the boss behind the Dura appliance that can be seen all over the street.

　　Mo Mengchen smiled softly: "I don't know."

　　Wen Yan said, Little Dura discolored: "Doctor Mo, don't you know who I am?"

"So who the **** are you? We still have training. If you are just a fan and admire us for bringing these gifts, we will accept it, but we still have training, please don't disturb us." Houston 囔囔Then he picked up the present on the ground.

　　Does this person understand politeness?

　　Mo Mengchen gave him a glance, but the CIC king had no self-knowledge. He really thought that people kindly gave gifts.

　　 "Mo, quickly send this fan away, we still have to train!"

　　Houston said aloud, walked into the training hall with gifts, and just hit Hill and Dumas who came after him. After explaining the situation, he took those gifts in and divided them with others.

　　 Headache, headache!

　　 "Do you really not know me?" Little Dura still didn't believe it.

　　Mo Mengchen knows what his surname means, and can roughly guess the identity of this person, and can infer the purpose of this person from his identity, but he really hates the self-righteous CP

　　 "Why should I know you?" Mo Mengchen asked back.

"Then I will introduce myself again. My name is Jacques Dura. Solomon Dura is my father. The Tetek who went to St. Lucifer Hospital for consultation some time ago is my elder brother, Dr. Mo, you know Is that right?"

"how can I help you?"

　　 Little Dura said with a smile: "Dr. Mo, the people don't tell secret words. A few days ago, my father's operation failed."

　　 "Is he alright?" Mo Mengchen asked casually.

"It's okay, but the operation was aborted, and it also caused complications. The situation is now critical." Little Dura said, "There are still doctors willing to perform surgery for my father, but he doesn't believe anyone, he only believes in Ais Michael Dr. Sis."

　　 "And Dr. Michaels only recommended you alone."

"No, I'm just a young, inexperienced doctor who likes to be incompetent by the sidelines, please invite others to be smart, this world has more skilled doctors than me, more experienced than me, This is another Dura's words."

　　 Mo Mengchen's face mocked lightly.

　　 "Dr. Mo, Tetek is not targeting you, he is targeting me." Little Dura said, "I recommended Dr. Michaels to my father. As long as I support it, Tetek will object."

　　Mo Mengchen didn't want to understand the struggles of these wealthy families, he had no interest in the whole story~www.readwn.com~ What about? This does not affect my decision. I have an operation every two days. Each operation is selected by me personally. Your father is not nobler than other patients. My list of operations for the next month is full, sorry , You gave up this opportunity. "

　　 "I still have training and I'm out of company."

　　Mo Mengchen said, turned and left without giving Dura any chance.

　　 Little Dura didn't expect him to be rejected. Mo Mengchen didn't give him face, nor did he give Dura the face.

　　 "This guy is even worse than the legend." Little Dura shook his head secretly.

　　A failure does not make him give up, think about his father, think about his future, think about who will sit in the top spot of Dura Electric in the future, what is the neglect in front of him?

　　Mo Mengchen just walked into the training hall and found a pile of paper scraps.

　　Mo Mengchen passed between them with a smile, seeing no happiness or sadness.

　　 Soon, Noah Sivers called Mo Mengchen.

　　 "Mo, you should have seen Little Dura."

　　 "You are talking about the self-righteous brother?"

　　 "Little Dura is not that embarrassing..."

　　 "Are you here to persuade me?"

　　 "No, I just want to know what you think."

　　 "Opportunities are rare, so embarrass them."

　　 "Embarrass them?"

　　Severus frowned: "I'm not good at this kind of thing..."

　　 "Think of the previous Dura that added a few decree lines to your face. I believe you know how to make them difficult."