Chapter 141: Each thing

June 26, 1996
Detroit
Garryton Apartments
Yesterday, Mo Mengchen officially acquired the Garryton Apartment at a price 20% higher than the market price. Now the apartment is owned by him, but few people know it.
Many people thought that Mo Mengchen was just an ordinary resident.
More and more people are squatting outside Garridon's apartment. Unfortunately, Mo Mengchen is proficient in disguise. They always don't know when Mo Mengchen goes out and returns.
Today in the 1996 draft conference, Mo Mengchen invited Hill, Dumas and Houston.
While preparing dinner, he turned on the TV and switched to the ESPN sports channel to watch the live broadcast of the draft conference.
"I heard that there are many good players this year." Houston said.
Mo Mengchen cut the steak and interjected: "Yes, there must be many people who can outperform you in the rookie season."
"Just them? Beyond me?" Houston's eyes rolled into an expression similar to Nick Young's smile in a few minutes.
When Stern shouted this year's No. 1 pick in his male duck voice, Houston was shocked: "Six feet tall? So short? Is it an SG? Is Philadelphia crazy?"
"You didn't watch this year's NCAA? This guy is very strong!" Hill hopes he will attract attention.
CIC Wang raised his chin proudly, as if he was proud.
"How about being stronger? He is only six feet tall, and it may look a little watery." Houston doubts Iverson's prospects.
"A bet?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"What bet? You said!" Houston said.
"Calm! Calm! Alan, don't bet with him!" Hill made it seem like he was betting himself, "Don't bet with him!"
Mo Mengchen said: "In four years, he will become the scoring king."
"I bother!"
Houston stood up and shouted: "I'd rather believe that your defense has improved, Grant's three-point standard, and I don't believe that this guy can get the scoring leader! The league is not nobody, let this dwarf score points. Wang? I can eat this plate!"
"I don't need you to eat a plate, so you say you don't gamble." Mo Mengchen grilled four steaks, with a bright color scheme, and it looks delicious.
Houston stared at the dinner made by Mo Mengchen, and said in his mouth, "I will bet on you no matter what."
"Well, if he becomes the scoring leader, you have to promise me one thing; the same, if he fails, I promise you one thing. Of course, this thing must be reasonable and legal. If you want me to hold The scalpel forced Grant to perform the ligation operation, sorry, I refuse."
"puff!!"
Your son, from Duke University, jumped up in protest at the invincible Devil Mountain in the college league.
This matter has nothing to do with him at all, how did it touch him again? Is there any reason?
Houston feels that this bet is reasonable, and he has unlimited wins.
He didn't believe that Iverson, the dead dwarf, could one day win the scoring title. This is impossible. The talents of the league are not dead. Can he get the dead dwarf in turn?
Within four years?
Humph! It is impossible for forty years!
In fact, as long as Houston adds one more piece, Mo Mengchen can't be sure.
For example, Iverson must score at least 43% from the field.
Mo Mengchen properly recognized counsel.
"You guys, what kind of basketball do you have as a doctor in cooking? If I were you, I would open a restaurant across the street and keep the business booming!"
Hill scolded the street at the front and ate the steak at the back.
At this point, Stern read the fifth pick.
The Timberwolves won Ray Allen, and the news appeared in the free market. The Timberwolves traded with the Bucks. The gentleman Ray exchanged the team with Marbury.
"The guys look good." Dumas asked, "Mo, which ones do you like best?"
Mo Mengchen bowed his head and ate steak, saying: "Alan Iverson, Kobe Bryant, Steve Nash, Ben Wallace."
"This...I have heard the first three, but is this the last one?" Dumas couldn't remember.
Hill and Houston are even more confused, and they have never heard the name.
Not to blame them, Big Ben is a mixed second-level league. No matter how well the second-level league is mixed, the reputation in the professional circle will not be too loud, and the mixed second-level leagues like them come to the draft. Discriminated against, not to mention that he is still a 201 cm short center.
"He is very strong, but he will lose, because few people can see his talent, I will recommend him to Doug." Mo Mengchen said.
Houston finished his steak in a blink of an eye, and asked, "Can you lose if you have the power? Can you still be so optimistic about him? Who is he? Where is he playing?"
"He is 201 cm tall."
"Aha, Grant, you have to be careful."
"Play center."
"Cough cough~~~!"
Poor Hill and others just wanted to come to a supper and blow water before the separation. How could they want to be choked by Mo Mengchen so much?
Houston began to laugh: "Mo, I found your genius joking, why didn't I find you so humorous?"
"This is not a joke, but you have too many humorous cells." Mo Mengchen said.
Houston laughed.
"This sentence is just a joke, I mean, you are very humorous-just strange. I am serious, this guy has great potential." Mo Mengchen reiterated.
This is also something that can't be done. It is now at the end of the center's heyday. Although the big star centers are getting older, they are still playing. These people are all in the early sevens. Without the height of seven feet, they are the center? If the height is really not enough, like Olajuwon, at the time of reporting the height, the height of the shoes is also counted, then it is also seven feet if it is full.
Ben Wallace is only 201 cm tall. This height is short for power forwards. Is he actually playing center?
Houston was joking, Hill was laughing, and only Dumars wanted to know why Mo Mengchen was so optimistic about Wallace.
Mo Mengchen also consciously explained to him why he is optimistic about Wallace: "I have seen his game, his enthusiasm, strength, hardness, control of rebounds, defensive endless defense defense substitutions into the sweep Nothing is different."
"Wait!" Houston interrupted him again. "Why is he so bad?"
Mo Mengchen originally wanted to take the example of Tom Brady selected in the sixth round of the 199th pick as an example. As a result, it is now in 1996. Brady is still playing eggs.
"You also said that he is only 201 cm tall. Not everyone like me believes he can be a defensive player of the year." Mo Mengchen's words choked the other three again.
Houston said: "I want to make another bet with you."
"I'm not interested, I don't want to win you too many times." Mo Mengchen's extremely confident look made Houston very uncomfortable.
Whether Wallace can play in the NBA or not, this guy has already blown him to the sky.
Mo Mengchen's words were shocking. This was also the first time he showed his "eyes" in front of his teammates, especially Dumas.
When Stern pronounced Kobe's name, Mo Mengchen blasted him again.
The three of them still don't believe that Kobe can reach the height that Mo Mengchen said.
Until the emergence of Nash, Mo Mengchen said that he could become an MVP player, Hill did not do it.
"I want to bet with you!"
Hill seemed to forget how he stopped Houston just now.
"What bet?" Mo Mengchen asked.
Hill said: "Betting on anything, I don't believe he can become an MVP!"
"What if I'm right?"
"If you are right, I will praise you in front of the world!"
"OK, if I'm wrong, I will praise you in front of the world."
It wasn't until the Pistons successfully won Jerome Williams that Mo Mengchen turned off the TV.
Seeing the rookie the team just picked show their face on the live TV, Houston said: "Do you think he is very flat?"
This meal was the last meal that the four had together before the offseason.
In the offseason, Mo Mengchen's plan is to continue special training, as much as possible to improve the score before the arrival of the new season.
Hill has accepted the call for the US national team. He will represent the Dream Team II in the Olympic Games in Atlanta, USA.
Before the separation, Mo Mengchen also bet with him that if they meet the Chinese team, he will be blocked by a young Chinese center and dunked.
Hill was furious and asked who his last name was.
Mo Mengchen said he didn't know, but just told him again and again, if he was really covered, please blow him up at the end of the game.
Hill said angrily: "I will never be blocked by a Chinese center, never!"
"Who knows?" Mo Mengchen spread his hand.
Houston is more complicated. He also wants to calm down and train for special training during this time, to improve it, but his contract expires, and the team behind him wants him to go to a big city.
He wanted to stay more than he went to a big city.
Now he is indecisive, and the future is full of unknowns.
Dumas will travel, and veterans like him do not need to practice hard to improve ~EbookFREE.me~ The best way to recuperate is to take advantage of this time to relax and start training one month before the season.
Playing the ball all his life, he knows how to adjust to the best state before the start of the season.
July
Dura Electric officially reached an agreement with the Pistons. In the next three years, they will become the Pistons' new jersey sponsor. It is reported that this is a second jersey sponsorship contract after the Knicks.
On the day when the agreement was reached, Mo Mengchen came to the scene. As the only player among all the people present, Dura Jr. and he were so happy that they surprised many people.
Little Dura said that Dura Electric is considering setting up its headquarters in Detroit. If the proposal is passed, he will become the season ticket owner of the Pistons in the future, so that he can better appreciate the Dor.Mo game.
The speaker may be unintentional, the listener must be intentional.
Little Dura said nothing, Sayu Rao, the basketball operations officer of the Pistons, took a deep look at Mo Mengchen.
After that, she respected Mo Mengchen in public.