You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 "It's amazing, Mo's efficiency."

The Pistons statistician Douglas Sid said: "He is averaging 8 points, 5 rebounds and 8 assists per game. What makes me care is his offense. He only shots outside the three-point line and the restricted area. A mid-range jumper."

　　 "As far as I know, he is very efficient?" Collins asked.

　　 Sid nodded: "It's so high."

"He made three three-pointers per game and averaged two goals per game. His shooting percentage is as high as 66%. Although there are not many game samples, he has not seen a bad night so far. He has always been stable. He has completely Can shoot more three-pointers."

　　 Sid's voice just fell, and Mo Mengchen received Hill's pass from the bottom corner of the station, raising his hand and making another three-pointer.

　　 "Uh!"

　　 The point difference came to 12 points, the Kings requested a timeout, Mo Mengchen shot three times tonight, all three points, all hit.

　　 "Grant, why don't you pass me the ball?"

　　Houston is very opinionated. Tonight's game has only been shot once. It has not yet been scored and the score is zero. This is unimaginable for him.

　　 He and Hill are the top two scorers of the Pistons. If there is a problem with the output of one of the two of them, the Pistons' offense will have problems.

　　 "Mo's hand feels so good, if I don't pass him, I feel uneasy." Hill said sincerely.

　　Houston is very resentful: "Then you see me shooting tonight, is it passable?"

"Uh..."

　　Houston's bitterness is still defensive. His matchup is the Kings' top card Mitchmond. The opponent's ball rights are endless. In the first half, he and Hill played against him. He and Hill did not directly match.

　　 Hill flaunts the king's flanks and outside, and Mitchmond continues to score points in Houston.

　　 One momentum is growing, the other is declining, and it is difficult to get to the second half. The result is still no ball. The depression of the CIC king is understandable.

　　 "What the **** are you thinking?"

　　Houston walked on the court with no morale, looked down at his shoes, he could easily affect the morale of the team.

　　 "He wants to attack." Hill said.

　　Houston said: "I am the team's second offensive player, but I only shot once at the beginning, I think this is not normal."

　　 "He made sense."

　　Tomorrow's Mo Mengchen was too abnormal, and Hill was really worried that the person standing in front of him next second would take a mask from his face.

　　Momochen under normal conditions is so used to Houston? It is simply impossible!

　　 "Grant, did you hear that?" Houston was like a child. He heard Mo Mengchen say this and smiled like a flower.

　　Pause back, Mitchmond first retrieved the feeling with a close-up jumper.

　　 After the goal, he beckoned to Houston: "Come on, Alan, oh I forgot, you don't have the ball at all, you are a supporting role tonight."

　　Houston got the ball and was about to attack, but Mitchmond's strong body lay in front of him, like a solid fortress, so that no other thought could be born.

　　 At this time, Mo Mengchen deliberately retreated to the bottom corner, let Hill mention the top of the arc.

　　He wants to see how Houston chooses.

The offense is not the head of Houston. He is good at positioning and likes to play some simple tactical shots. If he is required to hold the ball, he can only rely on a long hand when he is very close to the basket. Take a long step and step up.

　　 He is not an offensive guard with a full set of offensive methods like Mitchmond.

　　 This decision took five seconds.

　　Houston passed the ball, which is rare in him.

　　 There are many faces in the field.

　　Mickeymond scolded Houston for being seedless, but now it is his turn to make a choice.

　　 Do you want to get caught?

　　 Without a double-team, Hill would swallow his teammates. If a double-team, Houston's shooting is not a joke.

　　 He had no chance to make a choice, because Hill passed Walter Williams with a lightning first step, and then just like stepping on the moon meteor, raised his basketball with his long arms, rushed to the basket and dunked like a devil.

　　 This is very embarrassing. Mo Mengchen has already thought about how to educate him while spraying him to doubt life after Houston made the reckless choice. Now, he has made the right choice.

　　Do you want to praise him?

　　 "Grant, if you have a chance, you will attack yourself. If they trap you, you will give me the ball again!"

　　Houston shouted like a personal change.

　　 Wait a minute! Is this your line?

　　In any case, Mo Mengchen didn't expect Houston to have this kind of consciousness.

　　 "You look surprised?" Houston glanced at Mo Mengchen. He felt that he had made the right choice, but Mo Mengchen was silent and did not know if he did it right.

　　Mo Mengchen seemed to have a thousand-year-old sputum stuck in his throat, exhausting all his strength and saying, "Good job."

　　 talked down, and he and Houston were shocked.

　　Mo Mengchen could not believe that he said this-I praise him?

　　Houston couldn't believe what he heard-he praised me?

　　Most of the third quarter, the Pistons had a 15-point lead.

　　 Collins made a substitution adjustment, he won Houston and Hill, replaced Dumas and Michael Curry.

　　Hill, the Kings seem to be breathing.

　　Mo Mengchen dribbled through the half, and it was Edney who was against him.

　　He doesn't know why the Kings coach is so attached to this white dwarf melon. Did he save the head coach's life?

　　Edney's defensive position is a little too late, and he has no height at all, and does not bounce, so the defensive distance is so large, in Mo Mengchen's view is a big space.

　　 The tactics hadn't been opened yet, Mo Mengchen pulled up and shot.

　　 This is completely beyond the expectations of others.

　　 "Are you crazy?" Houston stood up from the bench.

　　 "Uh!"

　　 "Dor.Mo ignored the defense and hit a 3-pointer!"

　　 "His shot of Teus Edney's defense is overshadowed."

　　 "Defense?" Mo Mengchen mocked, "They actually think you have a defense."

　　Edney has nothing to say because he let Mo Mengchen make four shots from the three-point line.

　　 Mitchmond is still fighting back, his opponent is replaced by Curry, his back is more fierce.

　　 Curry only came on the court, and his movements were not stretched out. He wanted to have a few strong confrontations, but the other party suddenly pushed him away from his place and turned over.

"My fault!"

　　 Curry shouted.

　　 "It doesn't matter, Alan can't prevent him." Mo Mengchen comforted.

　　 "What are you talking about?!!!" Houston seems to hear all the bad things about him.

　　Mo Mengchen's comfort made Curry very useful. The two of them ran away as if they didn't hear Houston's voice.

　　 "Ignored me!" Houston said excitedly, "They actually ignored me!"

　　 Hill said: "IMHO, it is not new for him to ignore you."

　　Edney was afraid of seeing Mo Mengchen taking the ball. He did not know why this strange psychology appeared. The opponent played a non-aggressive game.

　　 There hasn't been a break with the ball since the opening, and all the points obtained come from three points.

　　 This way of playing should be handled very well. Edney wants to get rid of the shadow of Mo Mengchen, he is getting closer and closer.

　　 Suddenly, Edney felt he was going to make another three points.

　　Mo Mengchen's hand pulls the ball higher and higher, you can hold the ball at any time.

　　Fear from deep inside made Edney jump up and block, even if he was only 178 cm tall.

　　Preemption is the most stupid defensive way. In this jump, the initiative came to Mo Mengchen's hands. As soon as he fell slightly, Edney could no longer threaten his ball.

　　 Mo Mengchen's original intention was to break in to score the ball, but after he came in, he found that the inside of the king was blocked by his teammates, and he had an extremely wide layup space.

　　He doesn't care how many points he can get, but if such a good opportunity is missed, it is too wasteful.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 "Dor.Mo sets a new high in a single game!"

　　 "Five of five shots and scored 14 points, his efficiency will break through the sky!"

　　 The difference in points continued to widen, and the king had no way to deal with it.

　　Mo Mengchen passed the ball to Thorpe, then picked up Curry's pick-and-roll and ran out of an empty space. After receiving the ball, he scored three points and then entered. The point difference came directly to 21 points. His personal score also reached 17 points. The King can only request a timeout.

　　 Their suspension can't change the situation on the field~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nor can it prevent Mo Mengchen's 100% hit rate. They can only let the players come down to take a breath, so as not to be defeated by this devilish away atmosphere.

　　 "Mo, come down and rest."

　　 Collins continued to make substitutions and cut his opponent's 21 points in less than half of the third quarter. Such a relaxed game is too rare.

　　 This suspension was the turning point of the game, and the suspense slowly disappeared.

　　 The only question left tonight is: How many points will the king lose in the end?

　　 In the fourth quarter, Houston went up to score again.

　　 He seems to particularly like to score during garbage time.

　　 originally scored only 2 points. By hacking and picking during garbage time, his score became 13 points at the end of the game.

　　 scored 11 points in just five minutes, showing how sad this person was.

　　 Finally, even Collins couldn't stand it anymore, called a timeout to take him down.

　　Houston walked down vigorously and sat next to Mo Mengchen, just wanting to brag about himself.

　　 "If the garbage time score is deducted from your average score per game, your average score may be a half-fold." Mo Mengchen spurred the CIC king to a climax.

　　What is "someone has to score during garbage time"!

　　What is "how can you get the points you deducted"?

　　 What is "He respects his opponents and will play hard at garbage time..."

　　 In a word, can you call a brush by scoring with strength?

　　 In short, in order to prove that his data is not moisture, he beeped in Mo Mengchen's ear for ten minutes, and did not stop until the end of the game.

In the final game, the Pistons beat the Kings by 22 points.

　　Mo Mengchen started for the first time in his career. His final data was 17 points, 7 rebounds and 7 assists, and his shooting percentage was 100%.