You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 An easy victory, the Pistons won an eleventh straight game season.

　　The Knicks veteran couldn't keep up with the pace of the Pistons. At the end of the half, the score difference has reached 30 points. This ongoing slaughter really makes people doubt whether there is a team that can stop them.

　　 At the end of the game, the Pistons scored 128 points, 4 points more than the previous average.

　　 In a metropolis like New York, everything will be enlarged.

　　Mo Mengchen’s triple-double, Hill’s off-duty 30 points and 10 rebounds, Rashid’s T, and Alan Houston accepted the invitation from the New York Theater and will soon serve as a supporting role in The Twin Cities.

　　 Just like him, he actually had to play "The Tale of Two Cities". Mo Mengchen was really worried that Dickens was getting angry out of the grave.

After the game, the Pistons will rest in New York for two days.

　　 Normally it is one day, because the next stop is Indiana, the game time is two days later, the Pistons team agreed that there will be better training results in New York, so the departure date was delayed.

　　At noon the next day, Little Dura invited Mo Mengchen for lunch.

　　 Mo Mengchen asked him to find a place that is delicious, does not require too high style, is affordable, and will not be disturbed.

　　It's difficult, how can the price be close to the people without being disturbed?

　　 Little Dura thought for a long time before he came to understand. Mo Mengchen asked him to take the entire restaurant so that he would not be disturbed. Starting

　　Oyster Restaurant at Central Station

　　Oysters are arguably the most famous slum dishes of New York in the 20th century, with a penny a dozen and a penny six full.

　　 is known as a restaurant that every patron must come to New York.

　　Oyster Bar and New York Railway Station opened at the same time, has a long history.

　　 Today they greeted a noble guest such as Mo Mengchen, and the whole store was nervous, lest the star would be neglected, and spread the bad reputation to his dead fans.

　　 "You played well last night." When Dura Jr. said this, he was sure that he did not pay attention to the Pistons' game recently.

　　 We scored 128 points and beat ourselves by 4 points to give ourselves an average of 124 points. How can we call it a good game?

　　 "Something to talk about."

　　Mo Mengchen is too lazy to talk to him about these meaningless topics.

　　 "Are you so anxious? Okay." Little Dura laughed, "Remember the party I told you?"

　　Mo Mengchen didn't need to answer, he made a serious listening look.

Little Dura continued: "If you don't say what industry you are behind, even if you are not a businessman, you as a famous doctor are enough to enter such an occasion. I think there are many people who are very interested in meeting you, Even...you know."

　　 "I don't quite understand, you better make it clear." Mo Mengchen was eating oysters, "otherwise I should refuse your invitation."

　　 "How can? You promised me!"

　　 "No, I didn't promise you that day." Mo Mengchen said, "You hung up my phone rudely before I rejected you."

　　 Little Dura smiled awkwardly: "I thought you would not refuse because of our friendship."

　　 Then you really have to ask yourself.

　　Mo Mengchen said lightly: "I haven't made a decision yet. You can try to convince me again."

"OK." Little Dura said, "You should want to meet more friends? Even if you can't bring them any benefits, they are willing to know you, no one will refuse a skilled doctor, maybe some people I need your help."

　　Little Dura said: "As long as you show up, I promise you will become a star, a bad old man in his 50s or 60s, a tiger wolf in his 30s or 40s..."

"and many more!"

　　 "Tiger Wolf?" Mo Mengchen stared at him cautiously, "still mature?"

　　Mo Mengchen obviously didn't notice that, in his way of understanding, the phrase "the old man in his fifties or sixties" sounds more dangerous.

　　 "Most of them are very empty and lonely. With your personality charm, I think there is no problem, hahaha~~~"

　　Little Dura smiled lustfully.

　　I should sever him.

　　Mo Mengchen said: "Time, place..."

　　 Of course, he is definitely not for the so-called tiger wolf mature woman, as little Dura said, knowing some people, there is no harm.

　　 "What is the arrangement at noon?" Little Dura asked.

　　 "There is nothing to arrange except training." Mo Mengchen said.

　　 Little Dura said with a smile: "I heard that Michael Woods was preparing for the competition in New York a few months later. Are you interested in meeting him?"

　　 "I'm not interested in golf at all."

　　Mo Mengchen rejected Little Dura and promptly participated in the team training in the afternoon.

　　However, several people were absent from training that afternoon.

　　 Rashid lacked information for no reason and did not know the trace. Except that he was still alive, Westphal knew nothing about his situation.

　　Alan Houston missed training because of the theater.

　　Joe Dumas asks for leave.

　　 Barkley was on the ground of physical discomfort. Although he came to the training hall, he only sat and watched the show.

　　Jeremias Williams is late, he is undoubtedly the worst one today.

　　There were so many accidents, Mo Mengchen was angry, and just vented to him: "It seems that you are already a superstar, which is actually late than everyone."

　　Williams was almost scared to collapse.

　　 "Mo, listen to me explain..."

　　 "There is nothing to explain, you are late, neither Grant nor I are late, nor are the others late, everyone in the coaching staff is not late, you are late."

　　Mo Mengchen pointed to the training hall, the meaning was obvious.

　　 The penalty for the Pistons is to be late for a lap of the training hall for ten laps.

　　The Henry Ford Training Center is not large. Ten laps is an acceptable punishment. The rich Knicks provide different training facilities for the visiting team.

　　Williams wiped his face, silently put down his things, and accepted the punishment.

　　Mo Mengchen's eyes were murderous, looking at the three rookies in the 98th session: "He does not recommend you to learn from him."

　　 "We only won 11 regular season games!" Mo Mengchen shouted, "Eleven games!"

　　 The training in the afternoon is destined to be sad. Many people lack training. Mo Mengchen can only vent his anger to this group of people.

　　 If Hill is not present, many people will collapse on the spot.

　　 Even Westphal felt that Mo Mengchen was putting too much pressure on others. New 81 Chinese network update fastest computer terminal: https://

　　After training, Westphal talked to Mo Mengchen.

　　 "Mo, you are the most responsible player I have ever seen."

　　 Very typical opening remarks, praise first, then speak out the problem.

　　Mo Mengchen waited for Westphal to say the point.

　　 "You are undoubtedly the leader of the team, but you need to reduce your strength slightly." Westphal said, "They are not computer programs, not machinery, will encounter problems, you need to be considerate of them."

　　Mo Mengchen replied: "Is Grant enough?"

"No, Grant can only appease their emotions, not heal their wounds. The wounds you leave on them may not be large, but they are increasing every day. If this is the case, the consequences are difficult to imagine." Westphal said , "Unexpressed emotions will not disappear, they are just buried in a hard way, and one day they will burst out in a more ugly way."

　　Mo Mengchen said suddenly: "I remember, you played the game under the cardinal?"

"No." Westphal denied, "When I joined Boston, the head coach was Tom Heinsohn, the head coach was the general manager, but in fact it was not much worse, he just stepped behind the scenes, everyone Knowing that he still controls everything in Boston."

　　Mo Mengchen asked: "How does he manipulate the team?"

　　Westphal replied: "Tough, poisonous, tough and caring."

　　 "If I don't have a guy named Grant Hill next to me, I will also care for them properly, but you also see that Grant gives them more care than their mothers." Mo Mengchen said, "It's too much to love."

　　Westphal found that this young man had entered a misunderstanding, but he could not convince this young man.

　　He was about to speak, and Mo Mengchen continued: "As far as I know, behind every dynasty team there is a wicked man with an iron whip."

"Like the Bishop, Larry to Boston, Pat Riley to the Lakers, and MJ to the Bulls, they will do everything to push their teammates forward. Today's things are intolerable. We only won 11 regular season games. , Some people's minds have drifted to other places." Mo Mengchen said.

　　Westphal smiled and said so much, he suddenly could understand Mo Mengchen's idea.

　　 "Then do you know, who do you look more like in my eyes?"

　　Mo Mengchen looked at him curiously~www.wuxiaspot.com~Pat Riley, you are very much like him. "Westphal said," pay attention to order and discipline, pay attention to authority and toughness, rule the team with an iron fist, do not rub the sand in your eyes, fierce to yourself, and the same to others. Pat won four championships, but in the end it also ended in a betrayal. "

　　Mo Mengchen listened carefully.

　　 "Mo, you are very smart, I believe that your nature is not the case, you just want to lead the team in the right way, but, sometimes, we have to hold the whip and honey."

　　Westphal patted his shoulder: "Think about it, the journey has just begun."

　　Mo Mengchen stood still, recalling Westphal's words.

　　Past life and life combined, he may live longer than Westphal, but he was not successful in the previous life.

　　The decades of experience, if any, can only be regarded as failed experience.

　　 He lived a second time and lived another life.

　　 The experience of the previous life was not very helpful to him.

　　 At this time, Jerome Williams came in.

　　 "Mo, I want to explain why I was late." Williams said.

　　Mo Mengchen interrupted him: "That's not important to me. The important thing is that you are in the third grade. You can't set a bad example, especially in front of the three rookies. Being late is late."

　　 "So we have no problem, right?" Williams asked.

　　 "Not yet." Mo Mengchen said.