You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

In the past life, Mo Mengchen was strange and harsh, and had no friends. Except for some weddings, he basically did not touch alcohol.

In this world, he is still a doctor and an nba player. His injury history is there. He dare not ingest alcohol to harm his body. If it is not forced, he will not drink a drop of wine.

Tonight, all these things have been forgotten, he just wants to drink some wine, and let himself forget all the troubles for a while.

This is the unique magic of alcohol and the reason why those delicious drinks cannot replace it.

As long as human beings do not move to paradise one day, there will be troubles, and if there is trouble, there will be a market for alcohol, not to mention that there are many people in the world who drink wine as boiled water without worry.

Medela finally saw Mo Mengchen.

He looked like a melancholic Asian prince. Although he experienced a fiasco, he didn't have any expression on his face.

She walked slowly over, pulled back the chair, and sat down.

Mo Mengchen slowly lifted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him, whispering: "I'm clearly out of business, why are there still idlers?"

Idler

"Because you didn't tell them, even Doro's assistant can't come in."

Medela poured herself a glass of wine.

This is a familiar place.

Two years ago, when she found out that Jeffrey Mallinger and her girlfriend Ellie Bain were together, she also chose to drink booze here.

At that time, Mo Mengchen had just experienced the first round of five losses.

It was his rookie season, but the pain at that time was definitely not as good as tonight. At that time, the Pistons were very surprising from the hard power. It was very surprising to be able to drag the Magic into the grab five. It is regrettable.

And this year, everyone thinks they are better than the Bulls. As a result, they are behind by two. Mo Mengchen started a legendary performance. Ga6 had 22 points in the last quarter of 6 minutes and 47+15+10 in the tiebreaker. His performance so perfect.

However, this is the game.

The more perfect the performance, as long as the game is lost, it will become the opponent's footnote.

Mo Mengchen didn't want people to see his sad look, he didn't expect Medela to come over.

Before Medela appeared, he didn't even think of her.

At this moment, her appearance is not so surprising.

She's such a weird man, hairy, hairy, long-winded, and if he didn't have Rachel McAdams's face but the figure was completely over the former, he would have fired her.

"Your game tonight"

"For the sake of I didn't ask the waiter to drive you out, don't mention the game tonight." Mo Mengchen just left the game behind, and the idiot offered to take the initiative.

You said, is she very annoying?

"Does Ephraim know you are here?" asked Medela.

Mo Mengchen mocked: "What do you say?"

Of course she didn't know.

Medela thought, in some ways, she really knew Mo Mengchen.

This man's self-esteem is unimaginably strong, especially in front of Ephraim, he can never show cowardice.

In the eyes of Ephraim, Mo Mengchen and God are probably the same.

Going to the hall and going to the kitchen, it is said that he is also skilled in bed, because he is a doctor, and he knows how to do it more sensibly-from a whisper between women-and occasionally helping Ephraim to fight a few lawsuits is also very successful. Victory, as a doctor has never failed on the operating table; as a player is also a rising star in the league; as a singer, he is already a superstar of historical level; as an entrepreneur, his creativity and long-term vision have been proven

Really, he created a perfect image in front of Ephraim.

He failed tonight, he needs to find a place to heal, he will not let Ephraim see this.

Thinking of this, Medela was a little happy in her heart.

Such Mo Mengchen is never seen by Falian.

Ephraim would obey Mo Mengchen's words and go home early to rest.

And Medela knew he needed someone to accompany her now. Perhaps, it was because Mo Mengchen had never put her in a special place, so she could sit here in good order.

Tonight, when meeting Ramone Lodge, Medela confirmed her intentions again.

She really fell in love with this man, even if he already had a heart.

She couldn't force herself to start another relationship because her heart was already filled with the name.

"How is your date tonight?"

Mo Mengchen was drinking and asked casually.

"Very good, perfect, I found that beauty is still desirable."

Medela smiled with a very happy look: "It introduced me to a particularly good date. The date tonight was the best of my many appointments."

"Listening to what you mean, are you satisfied with him?"

Mo Mengchen doesn't care who Medela is dating, because she is sitting idly here now and she can be sure she hasn't made much progress.

If there is progress, based on the woman's two years of emptiness, loneliness, and coldness, she has long been in bed and is still chatting with him here?

"I don't know if I can be more satisfied. He is handsome, has a good job, and has a good personality."

Medela always pays attention to the change in the expression on Mo Mengchen's face. He has no expression and he doesn't care at all.

"His name is Ramone Lodge." Medela said.

Rocky? Mo Mengchen remembered Stallone's movie.

"I guess he is a Philadelphian?" Mo Mengchen casually said a movie terrier.

Unfortunately, Medela did not understand: "No, he is a native of Detroit, what's wrong?"

If you can’t get the terrier, it’s boring. If Medela understands it, you should say: “Yes, he is boxing.”

Mo Mengchen continued to drink alcohol. He had already drank five or six hundred grams of whiskey. His body fluttered. This was a side effect of fatigue.

After playing the game and drinking so much wine, his body and mind were extremely relaxed.

This kind of feeling is amazing. He finally knows why Mullin and Wen Baker would spoil their great talents and become obsessed with alcohol.

Indeed, drinking gulp after exercise will have unexpected effects.

This feeling is addictive.

"Actually, I watched the game tonight."

Medela stared at Mo Mengchen carefully, paying attention to his reaction.

"Oh." Mo Mengchen has not forgotten the principle of "not mentioning the game", "How have I played?"

"Impeccable."

"Then how can we lose?" Mo Mengchen smiled, "You said I played impeccably? No, I missed seven goals, including two three-pointers. If we can score one, we win. ."

"So it's not impeccable, there are too many faulty places."

Mo Mengchen had no image in front of Medela. It was no different from any drunkard in the world. A drunkard came.

His hands pressed against the table, his head leaned up.

"Can't sleep here!"

"I'm on the show! I want to sleep wherever I want to sleep!" Mo Mengchen declared his rights loudly.

This sentence did not frighten Medela. She got up from the chair and dragged Ramo Mengchen hard. "You are drunk, I will take you home."

Mo Mengchen struggled in position for a while before giving up resistance, propped up his weak feet, and walked out of the bar with Medela.

The bar owner and waiter watched them to the parking lot and said goodbye.

"You lost the game, still guzzling in the bar, waiting for the headlines!" Medela thinks that Yi Momengchen's only remaining IQ should not refute her sentence.

Mo Mengchen complained: "Shouldn't I guzzle? I played so well and lost the game. I didn't blame my teammates. I didn't blame the good guys. Can't I get drunk?"

Medela regrets why she didn't bring the camera? Such Mo Mengchen is a once in a lifetime.

Seeing him this embarrassment next time, I do not know what year and month to wait.

"Why don't you complain to your teammates? Their performance is sorry to you, and your performance is worthy of anyone, you should complain to them~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In her impression, Mo Mengchen is not the kind who will swallow the voice and take responsibility The person who bears all the responsibility for losing is not saying that he is not responsible, but that he will only bear the part that he should bear.

In his eyes, if he does not let others realize the importance of the problem, he will never change, let the other party know how bad his performance is, which is good for him.

"If the complaint is useful, I will."

"If you swear a few swear words, you can wake them up, I will."

Mo Mengchen looked out the window, not knowing whether he was drunk or not.

"I think maybe the problem is with me. I pursue perfection, and only myself is perfect in the end."

"Too perfect is not perfect."

He was talking to himself, and Medela couldn't catch up, but could speed up and hurried back to the Garridon apartment. Remember the site's website, www. biquxu. Com, easy to read next time, or enter "" on Baidu to enter this site