Chapter 263: Journalist killer

"Look at him, how dazzling."
Dumas smiled comfortably. He was worried about the future of the team. Although Hill was talented, there were some flaws in his character-and it cannot be said to be a flaw. He is a good person. This is a problem, because in the Pistons In such a team, a good person cannot fully control the team.
The appearance of Mo Mengchen made up for this.
He believes that the Pistons have a bright future under the leadership of the two.
Hill nodded, he regretted that he could not play in this game, but he also did not regret.
If he didn’t sit down and watch how they played, he wouldn’t know how powerful the gang was, or how trustworthy Mo Mengchen was.
"Trust me."
That day in the hospital, Mo Mengchen's voice echoed clearly in his ear.
Mills walked in front of Mo Mengchen, he smiled bitterly: "Aren't you playing scalpel No. 1?"
"It's the No. 1 tactic." Mo Mengchen smiled. "It's just a small change."
Mills regretted it: "I should have known that you would not let me see through your tactics so easily!"
"Anyway, I'm very happy to see you on the court." Mo Mengchen gave this big man who had shielded himself from the wind and rain during his rookie season a hug.
Mills smiled: "You have changed a lot."
Mo Mengchen smiled and moved on. He said goodbye to his opponents who fought with him for four games. Finally, they were their head coach, nba history's first thousand-winner, Lanny Wilkens.
"I never knew how powerful you were, Mo." Wilkens said regretfully. "If I knew this was the result, I would rather never know how powerful you are."
"Thank you."
Farewell to his opponent, Mo Mengchen walked off the field.
The coaching staff congratulated him except Collins.
His teammates gave him high fives, and many of them crushed Mo Mengchen just now.
It's just that Mo Mengchen couldn't accurately recognize who the group of people who took the opportunity to spoil.
"Sorry, Mo." Hill said, "I made a mistake."
Mo Mengchen asked: "What's wrong?"
"I didn't give you the most trust, I'm sorry." Hill said, "If I can do it again, I will wait patiently for my ankle to recover, and I believe we have a lot to do in the playoffs."
Mo Mengchen said: "It's not too late now, you haven't messed things up completely, if you are lucky, you can still catch up with the semi-finals."
"Can I?"
"Maybe."
This game caused Hill torment, and even more painful for him, he found that he was likely to continue watching.
After defeating the Eagles, the Chicago Bulls will meet them in the semifinals.
This one will overshadow the overlord in the whole east.
Without him, how can the team fight against them?
Anyway, he wanted to play, anyway.
This is not trust, this is his responsibility, he has messed up things, he still has a chance to make up.
Before leaving, Mo Mengchen still needs to be interviewed on the spot.
The epsn reporter raised the microphone in front of him: "What do you think about when the last ball is thrown?"
"It's hard to think about something at that time," Mo Mengchen smiled. "If I have to say one, I want to win."
The reporter continued to ask: "How is Grant's injury recovered, will he come back in the semifinals?"
"Maybe. This is still an unknown number." Mo Mengchen never gave the reporter an affirmative answer.
"After six years, you broke through the first round again. Will this be an incentive for you?"
"Yes. We will also continue to move forward with the glory of the team."
"Okay, thank you doro for interviewing us ahead, here is the frontline report from epsn."
As he walked into the player channel, Mo Mengchen saw the message from the system.
"Lead a team to win-success."
"Scoring Doubles-Success."
"Forcing opponents to score b+ or lower-success."
"Personal technical rating reaches a or higher-success."
"Team technical rating reaches a or higher-success."
"Double playoff returns doubled."
"Achievement achieved: first buzzer blowout in the playoffs."
"Achievement achieved: qualifying for the first semifinal."
"Return: 2000+5000+000+ one skill."
This result is very comfortable.
The reward of 10,000 attribute points for a game was really dare not think before.
He performed well tonight, doubling the score in the playoffs, the attribute score of 1000 changed to 2000, and he just completed two more achievements. This is the reward.
Now he has 140,000 attributes, which is not much, but think about it since the playoffs, this speed is faster than before.
Mo Mengchen returned to the dressing room and heard the most words "proud of you".
The ecstasy of completing the lore is fading, everyone is still very excited, this is the excitement brought by the promotion.
The Pistons reached the semifinals for the first time since the post-Bad Boys era.
For Collins, the task has been completed.
The goal he had promised to the management was a step a year. In the first round of last year and this year's semi-final, he can resign with peace of mind and go to find a new job.
Of course, the premise is that Mo Mengchen did not expose the inspection report in his hand.
Collins was very emotional, and it was okay to talk about acting or to say he was sincere. He is now snotty and tearful, and said to everyone: "I can't describe in words how proud I am of you, you proved yourself, you did it the best."
"You have two outstanding leaders who are willing to carry the team at critical moments. Grant and Mo, they are the best leaders in the league."
Nobody cares that he ignores Jordan and others, because now every Pistons thinks so.
Carrying the team into the playoffs with injury, taking the lead in any situation with the absolute core missing, and at the last minute killing opponents, what better way to interpret the word leader?
"The next semi-final, in any case, we just need to do our best, we don't care about anything, we can stand on this stage, we are proud of ourselves." Collins' performance was broken in half.
Barkley said: "Coach, we don't have no chance."
"Yes, Chicago is not indestructible steel, we have a strength!" Mahon, who had taught the Bulls successively at the Pistons for several years, also said.
Collins was very embarrassed and couldn't be angry if he wanted to be angry. Now the atmosphere is so good, he can't destroy the team's chemical reaction.
"Yes, you are right, even if the opponent is Chicago, we have a chance to win, I believe you!" He immediately changed his mind.
Mo Mengchen picked up the towel and went into the shower room.
He was not in a mood to listen to this group of people discussing the bulls, which is not what they should discuss now.
The hot water opened and he closed his eyes to see what skill he had acquired.
"A random skill is being distributed for you."
Appeared.
Mo Mengchen looked closely.
Non-fixed skills: A magical stroke.
Magic pen: non-fixed skills, detachable after equipped. Equipped with this skill, users will improve their shooting percentage when shooting difficult shots. The higher the skill level, the greater the chance of improvement.
Skill level: d.
Mo Mengchen has thrown some unreasonable balls, but those are only thrown when confidence is soaring, or when the hand feels so good that he cannot control himself.
With this skill, will his future shooting choices be problematic?
Because of this skill bonus, will unreasonable shots become fearless?
Although this skill has blessings, how much can be blessed?
Mo Mengchen expressed doubts and was not sure whether to equip them.
There is also an empty space in his skill bar. There are two fixed skills in it. Fortunately, this pen is not a fixed skill. There are no other alternatives now.
Thinking of this, he decided to equip the magic pen.
Wave shooting or any unreasonable shot selection is not a problem for him, he believes he can control it.
Mo Mengchen took a shower as usual and then attended a press conference with Collins.
He answered many questions, and his speech was not leaking.
He wanted to let the reporter know what he would say. If some did not want to say, and the reporter had to ask, he could only play Tai Chi.
Therefore, the reporter did not like to interview him.
It is a pity that he is the protagonist of today~EbookFREE.me~ It would be inexplicable for him not to interview him.
Last question: "Are you confident in Chicago in the semifinals?"
"No," Mo Mengchen's answer made the reporters petrochemical.
A Detroit reporter asked in disbelief: "Why? You just experienced an epic game, shouldn't it be?"
Mo Mengchen made him stop: "We have no confidence, but we are determined."
People at the scene continued to petrochemical.
Is there any difference?
An insane problem still failed, and this person was indeed a journalist killer.
Mo Mengchen didn't take the cruel words. First, he did not put pressure on the team. Second, he didn't want to create public opinion. Third, he didn't want to inspire Jordan's fighting spirit.
The Bulls entering the playoffs, fighting spirit must have nothing to say, but he is not willing to do this kind of thing.
A player talked in the media, the trapeze was furious, and everyone had seen a lot of the team's hacking xx, and Mo Mengchen was the same.
This season they have lost the Bulls in the third round of the regular season, and each time they have lost badly, which will give the opponent a psychological advantage. At the same time, they will also give them a contempt.
This is one of the opportunities for the Pistons.
Mo Mengchen didn't want to speak a few words for the sake of talking, and then let his opponent wake up, and re-examine this old enemy who had just experienced a battle of blood and fire.
The Bulls and Pistons have too many stories to tell.
"Mo, you answered well." Collins said.
Mo Mengchen nodded.
"Mo, that information"
"Doug, if you can maintain the status quo and everything remains the same, that inspection report will never be seen." Mo Mengchen said, "Let's work together to finish this season, how?"
Collins nodded: "It's exactly what I want."
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