You are the Pearl, Mo Mengchen

　　 Today's game is extremely fierce.

　　Considering that tomorrow is Thanksgiving, Collins arranges a small amount of training, and it is for this reason that his team members will devote all their energy to this game.

　　Mo Mengchen took the bench to fight against the main force led by Hill and Houston.

　　 Such a match is usually one-sided slaughter, but today the game is very fierce.

　　 played a total of 21 goals. At present Momo Chen's white team got the match point, leading the black team by 1 goal.

　　Hill they need to advance a goal, then defend a goal, and then score another goal to win the game.

　　 "Mo, your defense can't stop me!"

　　Hill finished speaking, as if to prove himself, the sudden pace, as if striking the lightning and meteor in the sky, Luoer couldn't even react.

　　Duke's Devil Mountain got closer to the basket and dunked.

　　 "Good shot~~~!"

　　Houston shouted.

　　 "Your defense was just too bad. As a punishment, you came to cast the last ball." Mo Mengchen said to Lorre.

　　 "Last ball?"

　　 Rolle froze.

　　 Don Reid said: "Yeah, if Louis didn't enter, we still have to defend."

　　 "For us, that is the last goal." Theo Ratliff knows what Mo Mengchen means.

Hill is already in a state of play. With his offense, as long as he is a little selfish, Lore can't hold him at all, and this is the last goal, he will come by himself, just like before, one step ahead, ending the game. .

　　 Hearing Mo Mengchen's words, Lor kept swallowing. Originally, he only regarded the game as a normal match. Now, they have a chance to defeat the black team led by the three main players.

　　 Rolle is the best player of the White team's offensive end. He received four assists from Mo Mengchen, and several times he scored in singles.

　　 He arranged half of the team's score, which made Collins shine.

　　Now, the task of ending the game falls on him.

　　Lol kept breathing and breathing, he wanted to calm down, he wanted to be calm, he had to be ready, he knew that Mo Mengchen would definitely create the best chance for him.

　　Mo Mengchen holding the ball at the top of the arc suddenly raised his hand.

　　Lynch Hunt does not know what this means, but when Mo Mengchen makes tactical gestures, it usually means that the black team's defense is about to collapse.

　　 The coaching staff watched from the sidelines. A few seconds later, several people including Collins opened their mouths.

　　 "This is not our tactic!"

　　Collins does not remember that he had formulated such a tactic, and he has never seen such a tactic.

　　 Don Reid and Mark West ran the X line, the two of them cut the black team's defensive context, and Mo Mengchen suddenly broke through at this time.

　　Hunt did not know the situation behind him. Mo Mengchen made a breakthrough in the middle. No one came to help defense. Seeing that the defense line was about to be broken, Hill backed up.

　　 "Not so easy, Mo!"

　　 Hill yelled.

　　Mo Mengchen lifted the ball and made a slight jump, but behind him Hill was like a violent beast, he was faster, higher and more explosive than Mo Mengchen.

　　 As long as Mo Mengchen dares to shoot, a blood cap is inevitable.

"what?"

　　 Hill stared.

　　 The ball that was supposed to be put to the basket, but driven by Mo Mengchen, slowly turned behind him.

　　Release your finger and the ball flew backwards.

　　Lol, who plugged in, just caught the ball and burst into a dunk.

　　 "The white team won!"

　　 "How do you see it?" Hill cried, "No, you shouldn't see him at all!"

　　Mo Mengchen wiped his sweat and said, "I don't believe in a teammate's point guard, it's not a good point guard."

　　 "You won." Hill walked painfully to the sidelines and pulled out an extremely precious 92-version Duke Blue Devils home jersey from his backpack.

　　 That was his jersey. Now he is going to sign it and give it to Mo Mengchen.

　　 "Keep it safe, this version of the jersey is now out of stock!"

　　 This is Hill's last bet in his life.

　　 "Not what I want." Mo Mengchen said.

　　Ephraim's younger brother Adrian asked for it-the reason for this is that Mo Mengchen asked Adrian what Thanksgiving gift he wanted before going out this morning. He said he wanted Hill's signature jersey.

That’s right, he didn’t specify which jersey to ask Hill, but Mo Mengchen felt that giving gifts, especially jerseys, had to be sent for collection. He just knew Hill was a baby jersey from college, so Just made a bet with the opponent before the game started.

　　 bets are Hill's jersey and Mo Mengchen's salary this month.

　　Hill thought they would win, so for Momengchen's meager salary, he bet on his extremely cherished collector's edition Duke jersey.

　　 "Not what you want? Then can you give me back? I can give you other jerseys!" Hill said reluctantly.

　　Mo Mengchen arrogantly snatched the jersey: "May I gamble to lose, Grant."

　　 "Damn it! Goodbye, my beloved Saint Cloth!" Hill wept.

　　 "Cruel, really cruel." Houston said.

　　 Reid asked: "How cruel?"

　　 Dumas said with a smile: "Just like Michael Jordan will wear a North Carolina short in his pants anytime, anywhere, that jersey has a special meaning for Grant."

　　 "What's the point?"

　　 "When he first led Duke to the championship, he wore that jersey."

　　 "Oh, that's it..."

　　Louis M. Lor is immersed in the joy of lore, as Hill said, his follow-up is not foreseeable.

　　 At first, Mo Mengchen didn't greet him, he just chased instinctively, and he didn't know if the former would pass the ball.

　　All of this happened suddenly.

　　 The coaching staff, they are also whispering.

　　 "The tactic just now is definitely not the tactic of our team."

　　 "Yes, we have never practiced this tactic."

　　 "Is it Mo's own tactics?"

　　 "What tactics can he have? Maybe the tactics of the University of Washington?"

　　 "I don't believe that the University of Washington can make such a beautiful tactic."

　　Collins didn’t want to discuss the source of the tactics here, so the leader of the tactics stood there and asked him if he could get it?

　　 "Mo, please come." Collins smiled.

　　Mo Mengchen held Hill's cloak in his hand and came to Collins: "Coach, is there something wrong?"

　　 "Mo, you won very beautiful just now, I didn't even think about the last pass." Collins said.

　　 "It's just trust, I believe in Louis." Mo Mengchen said.

Collins laughed and said: "Of course, full trust in your teammates is also the reason why you can win, but it is the X cross cover by Tang and Theo that really created this opportunity. We have never played such a tactic. Mo, this is what happened?"

　　 Is that?

　　Mo Mengchen finally knew the purpose of Collins talking to him.

This is to start from the beginning. When Mo Mengchen crossed over to understand his condition and decided to play basketball, he knew that even with the system, he would not necessarily be able to rule everything like other traversers, his injuries History is there, I have to pay attention.

　　 Later, he also confirmed this. Even if there is a system, improving strength is a long and slow process. He needs to take it slowly. Before he is completely strong, he needs to keep the team competitive.

　　 is not strong enough for tactics, he began to frantically read the literature related to tactics.

　　 The works of the famous NCAA masters, there are some game videos of ten or twenty years ago.

　　 Even black-and-white videos from the 1950s can see some interesting tactics that are still applicable today.

　　 Today's tactics, he only practiced with Don Reid, Ratliff, Rolle and other students of the same level, never used in actual combat.

　　Mo Mengchen named this tactic a scalpel.

　　 "I saw this tactic a few days ago when watching the video of the game in the 1980s and found it interesting, so I tried it tonight and I was lucky to have succeeded."

　　Mo Mengchen didn't want to sway, nor did he want Collins to have the idea of ​​"it's a waste compared to me".

　　 Collins has no tactics, but it is also his Bole, at least in the next three years, they need to live in harmony.

　　 "It turns out that it seems that I have to watch some videos. We will always improve, especially the technical and tactical qualities. If this thing does not progress, it will retreat." Collins said awkwardly.

　　 This matter is considered to have passed.

　　Mo Mengchen grabbed Hill's cloak and began to distribute Thanksgiving gifts to his teammates.

　　 One thing is strange, why are the gifts of others small, but his gifts are large?

　　 Others gave him a large package, and the weight was not light.

"How can I get it back?" Mo Mengchen had a black line on his face~www.readwn.com~ In order to bring these gift bags back to the apartment, Mo Mengchen specially invited several people to help, and found it after he opened it at home. Moms are all kitchen utensils.

　　 Good fellow, after Thanksgiving, everything in his kitchen can be renovated.

　　 "This bunch of idiots!" Mo Mengchen stared at the old kitchen utensils and didn't even know what to do.

　　 "Ding Dong."

　　 "Ding Dong."

　　Mo Mengchen went to open the door, and the person ringing the doorbell was Adrian.

　　 "Dr. Mo, come on, my sister blows up the kitchen!"

　　 Adrian dragged Mo Mengchen to his house, and then saw the most embarrassed Ephraim ever.

　　 The kitchen is full of poisonous gas and scorched turkey meat, some very poor bread and mashed potatoes, plus the winter melon pie that can't see whether it is pumpkin pie or watermelon pie...

　　 "You are..."

　　 Changed to someone else's so messed up the kitchen, Mo Mengchen could mock her until she jumped upstairs.

　　 And now, he just wants to laugh.

　　 "...I..." Ephraim smiled embarrassedly.

　　 "Is there only two of you tonight?" Mo Mengchen asked.

　　 "Yes, but I still messed up." Ephraim said.

　　Mo Mengchen scratched his head and said, "It just happens that I have only one person. How about the three of us poor peasants having dinner together tonight?"

　　 "But... I have been destroyed by me here..."

　　Mo Mengchen smiled and said, "My kitchen is readily available, and I have to replace some old kitchen utensils, if you don't mind."

　　 "Do I need to do anything?"

　　 "I need you to wash your face."

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