Chapter 1074: They are with me

　　 10 seconds before the end of the game, the Pistons replaced Mo Mengchen.
　　This move was interpreted as a kind of royal declaration under the overall situation.
　　Because there is no suspense in the game, it seems reasonable to replace Mo Mengchen, who played for 40 minutes, with a break.
　　 In the last 10 seconds, the Timberwolves missed three points, the rebound fell into the hands of Magloire, the game ended, the Pistons defeated the opponent by 6 points and won the Tianwang Mountain.
　　 At the end of the game, Magloire threw the ball into the sky.
　　Lambier said excitedly: "The Pistons are eight consecutive games away from the Boston Celtics, leaving only one game left!"
　　 "All great records will be broken by latecomers!"
　　 "Boston, here we come!"
　　 teammates flew across the field emotionally, but Mo Mengchen sat silently under the field without saying a word.
　　 Pistons team doctor Rogan Ines noticed his situation and came over and asked, "Mo, how are you feeling?"
　　Mo Mengchen wanted to give him peace.
　　 "After that impact, I felt very uncomfortable." Mo Mengchen said softly, "My right knee is very uncomfortable."
　　Inez's complexion changed greatly.
　　 It has been a long time since no one has talked about Mo Mengchen's injury history because he has been playing healthy for so many years.
　　 Many professional doctors believe that this is God's favor.
　　 He experienced too many tragedies when he was young, so God decided to give him back a healthy career.
　　 Until that impact, he was always healthy.
　　 "You have to go to the hospital for a check." Ines said seriously.
　　 "I know." Mo Mengchen said, "I will go after a while."
　　Hill saw Mo Mengchen talking with the team doctor. He also saw that Mo Mengchen's face did not have any excitement to win the game. He saw something.
　　 "How are you feeling?" Hill came and asked.
　　 "It's okay." Mo Mengchen got up hard, trying not to exert force on his right foot, and walked normally.
　　Hill knew Mo Mengchen too well, even knowing the pace of his walking.
　　 Seeing Mo Mengchen's present posture, he immediately saw the problem.
　　Hill stepped forward and gently supported Mo Mengchen: "It seems that you are really exhausted."
　　 Mo Mengchen's response to his help was a merciless smile: "Do you say this kind of thing if you sit on the field and can win the championship?"
　　Hill heard it and said angrily: "Do you think I don't want to play?"
　　Mo Mengchen's picky eyes hurt Hill's heart with a bit of contempt.
　　He wished to throw this guy directly on the ground, Mo Mengchen who had completely leaned on him would definitely fall miserably.
　　 "Stop it."
　　Mo Mengchen avoided the reporter on the spot, which is unconventional.
　　 entered the player channel, Hill said directly.
　　If Hill didn't see that he was wrong, Mo Mengchen would be really disappointed. Hill came to support him, indicating that his eleven-year-old teammates had nowhere to go.
　　 "I don't actually need you to support me, I just give you a chance to help me." Mo Mengchen said angrily.
　　 There are only two of them now, just say whatever you want.
　　Hill estimate that there will be a lot of reporters looking for Mo Mengchen's trail on the field, but the result is no success.
　　 They will be very disappointed.
　　 In the finals, the battle of Mount Tianwang scored 53 points, 14 rebounds and 10 assists. He shot a three-pointer at 40 feet 12 seconds before the end of the game to directly kill the game.
　　 This is almost a distance of 11 meters from the basket. You know, the arc top three-point line farthest from the basket is only 7.25 meters.
　　 Payton has purposely kept a meter away from the three-point line in order to prevent Mo Mengchen from shooting a long-range three-pointer. Where do I know that this guy passed the half-time, a crotch dribble to find the rhythm, directly pulled up and shot.
　　 If there is no such thing, this is a perfect game.
　　 A perfect "Gor.Mo" arrives.
　　 "How bad will it be?" Hill asked.
　　 "Which aspect do you mean?" Mo Mengchen smiled and asked, "If you want to ask the Timberwolves, I would say that they have no hope of making a comeback."
　　 Hill is serious, "You know what I'm talking about."
　　 They walked to the door of the dressing room.
　　Mo Mengchen leaned against the wall, Hill pushed the door open, and then helped Mo Mengchen in.
　　Mo Mengchen sat down, and Hill immediately took the medical box to see what was useful.
　　 Unfortunately, this is an internal injury, and nothing here can help.
　　 "How is it going?" Hill asked uncomfortably.
　　 "You know I have had ACL tears three times?"
"what do you mean?"
　　 "I don't mean anything." Mo Mengchen asked angrily, "Which ACL tearer have you seen can still dribble the ball to the frontcourt to shoot a three-pointer?"
Think of it this way, maybe Mo Mengchen can pretend to dribble the ball to the frontcourt, but if you want to cast that LOGO three-pointer, if the lower extremity is not strong, even if you have a strong hand, you can’t grasp the trajectory, let alone throw the ball Enter.
　　 Without full grasp and confidence, Mo Mengchen could not do such a thing.
　　 "What's going on?" Hill asked. "What the hell?"
　　 This impatient guy is really a headache.
　　Mo Mengchen said: "Before I went to the hospital for examination, my answer was I don't know."
　　 "My previous tears were all due to some unrestrained sprains, but this time it was different." Mo Mengchen believed that Hill saw the scene.
　　Hill saw it of course.
　　 When he saw Mo Mengchen crashing into Bowen, he was worried and confused. No one knew his situation better than Mo Mengchen. He should know that with his body, such a collision would inevitably hurt him.
　　 "So? What's the difference?" Hill became more and more impatient. He couldn't understand Mo Mengchen at all. "You just tell me, what will happen?"
　　 The answer is still unknown.
　　Mo Mengchen's answer made Hill very dissatisfied, he didn't like perfunctory answers.
　　 They sat in the locker room. After a while, the teammates and the coaching staff returned to the locker room.
　　 "Daddy, you are hiding here."
　　 "Don't you do strange things?"
　　 "The reporter turned the scene upside down and couldn't find you."
　　 "Yeah, they are all in a hurry!"
　　In addition to Hill and the team doctor, only Flauses learned of Mo Mengchen's situation, and his expression was not as natural as others.
　　 He is very clear that if Mo Mengchen's injury is too serious to play in the sixth or seventh game, the outcome of this series is still unknown.
　　Mo Mengchen's significance to the piston is not just the core of tactics.
　　 He is a leader, he is a symbol, as long as he leads others to play, everyone will be full of confidence.
　　If he can't play, what will this group of young people do?
　　Can they receive Mo Mengchen's gun?
　　 "Mo, are you going to attend the press conference?" Fraser asked.
　　 He just asked casually.
　　 "Of course." Mo Mengchen smiled, "Otherwise we will be heavily punished by the president."
　　Finally, Mo Mengchen got up and put on his coat directly, so he had to go outside.
　　Looking at him as he went out, Luoer asked doubtfully: "Have you not taken a bath yet?"
　　 "Attend a press conference without a shower?"
　　 "What's wrong with this, there's no smell in Dad's body."
　　 "Do you think this is the point?"
　　 "Then what you say is the point."
　　Hill listened to their quarrel and did not respond. If it had been before, he would stop it for the first time, but now he just wanted to know what happened to Mo Mengchen.
　　He so disguised that it can only show that the situation is more serious than expected. Without telling other teammates, they do not want to dampen their morale, but sooner or later they need to know about it.
　　Tonight, Mo Mengchen attended the press conference with Anthony and Froth.
　　 Before Mo Mengchen was bombed by the media, Anthony was asked several questions.
　　 Most of these problems are related to Mo Mengchen.
　　Anthony answered with an iconic bitter gourd face: "Dad took us forward. He did what he should do, he is our leader."
　　 "We are a strong team, we just play hard and never give up. Our leader took us to victory."
When the media asked about the super three-pointer that killed the game, Anthony's face finally smiled: "When I saw my dad making a gesture of witnessing~EbookFREE.me~ I knew he would definitely be able to Throw in."
　　Fraises was also asked this question.
　　 His mood is very bad, because Mo Mengchen's injury is unpredictable.
　　 As a coach with many years of experience with the team, he showed a mature side.
"I didn't know that Mo would choose to shoot from a position twelve meters away from the basket," said Frasses with a wry smile. "As a result, he pulled up from a position twelve meters away from the basket and cast. It’s like,
My mom, it’s not very good.....The result is that he dropped in, so I thought,
Okay, okay, this is Dor.Mo.

(For Fraser There is no difference between twelve meters and eleven meters)
　　 Then, the media began to bombard Momochen with questions.
He returned to decent, just like before, to avoid sensitive questions, especially when he heard that Bruce Bowen was diagnosed with a torn cruciate ligament in his right knee and a torn meniscus in his right knee. Love, and feel sorry.
　　 He inevitably was asked about his last shot.
　　Mo Mengchen's thoughts?
　　 He smiled slightly and said, "This ball is dedicated to my family who passed away."
　　 "I believe they will be in a distant place with a big smile on their faces, and witness the moment with me, they are with me."
　　
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