Chapter 33: Very different

　　 In the end, the red team defeated the blue team 38 to 24 to win the victory in the team match.
　　Mo Mengchen got 2 points, 10 rebounds and 12 assists, because of this data, Dumas made a joke.
　　 "Today some of us took 12+10+2. Excuse me, which stat is an assist? Which stat is a rebound? Which stat is a score?"
　　Mo Mengchen drank water carelessly, Dumars came over and cheered him: "Rookie, believe me, you really have a promising future."
　　 "Then you should feel nervous." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 Dumas smiled: "Why should I be nervous? I knew a long time ago that the league belongs to young people sooner or later, and I will be ready before that moment arrives."
　　 Contests have become the norm in training camps, so Mo Mengchen regrets that these competitions have no tasks, that is to say, they won't get score rewards after each game.
　　 Before the end of the training camp, to upgrade the attributes, only through training.
　　One month of training camp training, Mo Mengchen mainly improved the vacancy by three points.
　　 Every day, he will complete the three rounds of shooting training in accordance with the highest standards of Luke Laer. In order to force himself to train, he will even invite people to play.
　　 Both of them must throw a thousand goals, one is responsible for picking up the ball, and if it is lost, it will be replaced.
　　It is puzzling that the three-pointer practiced by Mo Mengchen is the three-point distance before the three-point line is shortened.
　　 (Note: The three-point line was shortened at the beginning of the 9495 season and did not change back to the familiar three-point line until the 9798 season)
　　 This form of competition made Mo Mengchen more focused. After a month, most of the people in the training camp had received invitations. Among them, the most accepted person was Houston.
　　Mo Mengchen's slowness with him made him very uncomfortable, and he also had to prove that he was the most accurate shot for the Pistons.
　　After losing to Mo Mengchen ten times in a row, he recognized the fact that Mo Mengchen in training is the best shooter in the world.
　　 "You are so accurate, why don't you shoot more during the game?" Houston asked.
　　Mo Mengchen said while shooting: "If one day you need my shot to save your life, I will shoot."
　　 "Go to you, my destiny is in my own hands!" Houston exclaimed.
　　 "Uh!"
　　Mo Mengchen's center, just hit Houston's head.
　　 "Can you pick up the ball well?" Mo Mengchen looked at him in disappointment. "Aren't you even a good caddie?"
　　 "Ball Caddy?"
　　 Houston was furious.
　　 "You think of me as a caddie?"
　　 accidentally said what was in his heart. Mo Mengchen wanted to remedy it. Although he thought so in his heart, we can't be blunt, it would seem to have no EQ, you know?
　　 "I said leak."
　　It was better not to say this, Houston was more angry: "I treat you as an opponent, do you treat me as a caddie?"
　　 In fact, everyone who shoots with Mo Mengchen is regarded as a caddie.
　　 So he didn’t think it’s such a big deal. Although it’s not good to say it directly, isn’t it true that he can only make friends if he is honest?
　　 "If this sentence hurts you, I apologize."
　　Mo Mengchen took another shot.
　　Houston raised his hands above his head, and the ball fell into his palm.
　　 "Damn, why can you control the handle so well?" As a shooter, Houston knows how terrible it would be if he could show 20 in a game like Mo Mengchen.
　　Mo Mengchen said: "If you have to explain, I think this is talent."
　　Following the exact same trajectory, hit again.
"awesome!"
　　Hiddenly said in his heart, he just had to raise his hand to the top of the head, the ball would fall down, Mo Mengchen's shooting arc is too straight, each ball hangs the same arc and falls into the same position.
　　 The most incredible thing is that even the sound of the ball rubbing the Nets is exactly the same.
　　 "Is his shooting position?"
　　Houston noticed that Mo Mengchen’s posture was beautiful and picturesque. The final pistol shape of the plucker had the potential to become a personal trademark label. Is that peculiar way of plucking the ball?
　　 This is the sympathy between shooters. Houston is very aware of the potential of Mo Mengchen's shooting.
　　
"If you want to shoot like this during a game, I suggest you spend more time in the gym." Houston said, "Although your shot is accurate, but if you are up against the game, then it makes no sense at all. , The gym is our destination."
　　 "It's terrifying to provide such advice from people who evade strength training for two days." Mo Mengchen closed the ball and said, "Do you think I don't know this truth?"
　　Houston is a kindhearted person who does not want to be so stunned.
"I..."
　　 "Your strength is worse than mine, but now you are licking your face and telling me to increase strength?" Mo Mengchen sneered.
　　Damn bastard!
　　 Houston is really good for him from the heart, but this person is really annoying!
　　Every time Houston wants to cultivate feelings with Mo Mengchen, the latter always uses three sentences of effort to spray the emotions he finally cultivated back to before liberation.
　　 "Did I offend you?"
　　 This matter, the more we think about it in Houston, the stranger is that before Mo Mengchen came to the Pistons, there must be no entanglement between the two.
　　 "How do you offend me with a CP like yours?"
　　 "Damn, I admit defeat! My never want to help you pass!"
　　Houston smashed the ball into Mo Mengchen's hand and scolded away.
　　 "This CP."
　　Mo Mengchen wiped his sweat — there must be many people who want to ask Mo Mengchen, what exactly does CP mean?
　　 This is about to start from the beginning. Decades later, young people like to form various CPs, whether they are cartoon characters or film and television characters, all industries have CPs, and those combinations with good chemical reactions are the CPs in everyone's mouth.
　　 But Mo Mengchen in the previous life was a widow doctor who did not like the Internet and did not like to socialize. Of course, he did not understand that young people have so many operations.
　　If it is not the most romantic age to take home the most beautiful nurse in the hospital, he is estimated to be a lonely life.
　　 Later, when he was older, he could always hear what the child said who formed the CP, or a child pointed to the person next to him and said: We are CP.
　　 He is very strange, in this era, CP can still be used like this?
　　 So, what is CP in his eyes?
　　The CP that most people think of is Couplin, which means pairing, but what does he hear?
　　CP is the abbreviation of Cerebralpalsy.
　　CP: Cerebral palsy.
　　That is to say, those who say "we are CP" in front of him, when he hears it, it means "we are cerebral palsy".
　　 So, that is to say, Houston people have to be scolded by Mo Mengchen many times every day for cerebral palsy...
　　 "Mo, I heard you flew Alan again?" Hill asked.
　　 For Mo Mengchen, this is a routine operation.
　　 "Is something wrong?" Mo Mengchen didn't deny it.
　　 Hill said: "I know you are good for him, and I also know that you don't like some low-level mistakes, but you need... to be softer."
　　 "Grant, every patient wants to see me in the operating room, because I never fail. If they don't do stupid things or say stupid things, I will be very gentle."
　　 "Anyone will do the wrong thing and say the wrong thing."
　　 "But if you continue to do stupid things frequently and say stupid things, then there is a problem."
　　Mo Mengchen pointed to his head: "Only CP will make frequent mistakes, but their behavior proves that they are not CP, they just know their mistakes and do not change. For such people, how do you let me be gentle?"
　　 "Alan said he just suggested that you strengthen your strength training. I think this is true, you should not attack him that way."
　　Has been engaged for a long time, the idiot asked someone to make a small report.
　　 "Do you know why I attacked him?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　 Hill said: "Because he always makes mistakes? Mo, Alan is like this. You can discover his merits if you are patient."
　　 "He has as many shortcomings as his advantages, but I did not attack him because of this, he made a very stupid mistake."
"what?"
　　 "Everyone knows my injury history, everyone knows that I am not suitable for high-intensity training, but he told me to strengthen my strength, does he want to hurt me?"
　　Mo Mengchen's sharp words shook Hill's words and became full of words.
　　 "He... he certainly doesn't know about it."
"It does not matter."
Mo Mengchen said: "I am familiar with each of you. I spent half an hour remembering the scoring hot zone and cold zone of each of you. I know at what rhythm you are good at playing. I can recite each of you. Personal injury history...I hope he knows me as much as I know him, so do you guys~EbookFREE.me~ Joe is right, you are really special."
　　 Suddenly, Hill smiled.
　　 "I just don't like to hide things in my heart." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 "I know." Hill put the thing down and said, "I think you still need a sparring partner."
　　 "I'm not interested in making threes with someone who is not good at making threes."
　　 "Don't underestimate me..."
　　 "My training is over, next time."
　　Since entering the Pistons, Mo Mengchen has planned the future for himself.
　　 This is an interesting node, the Pistons are a good team.
　　 Hill is an excellent core player, but he is too weak.
In the original history, Hill took the Pistons in the first round for three consecutive years. In the fourth year, he finally knew what to do, playing the best career average of 26+7+8. Then, the injury struck, and then Then the Pistons made a deal with the Magic.
　　Mo Mengchen happened to own what Hill lacked.
　　He is a doctor, he can avoid Hill's injury, he has a tough character, and hopes to control the whole game, which is also what Hill lacks.
　　 Sometimes, fate is so strange.
　　Two people with very different personalities make up for each other's shortcomings.
　　Mo Mengchen wants to take a shower, then buy some ingredients and make something delicious for himself.
　　He was about to leave, but he met Lynch Hunt.
　　 "Mo, do you want to go out for a drink?"
"I am not interested."
　　 Let's go, Mo Mengchen was leaving, and Hunt blocked him.
　　 "I want to apologize to you for that matter." Hunt said.
　　Mo Mengchen's eyes flashed and asked, "Which thing?"