Chapter 38: 1 1/2 3 points, 1 1/2 defense

　　As the game progresses, the biggest problem exposed by Mo Mengchen is the weakness of the defensive speed guard.
　　Brelock broke through him in the second quarter and made a series with Steve Smith. The eagle, who was originally in a weak position, began to pursue.
　　 At the end of the half, the Eagles chased the point difference to 4 points.
　　 50 to 46
　　 Another problem is his desire to attack. Except for the unreasonable 1 hit 0 and chasing three points, he did not make any shots.
　　 In the second half, Collins slightly adjusted the lineup.
　　Mo Mengchen hit the second position, Dumars hit the first position, this is to deal with Brelock's breakthrough.
　　 This arrangement led to a result that annoyed Houston: he had to sit down.
　　 lost a stable firepower point, but added a ball-holding point, can not tell whether it is good or bad.
　　 In the second half, three ball holding points appeared on the Pistons field.
　　 "I heard that you have suffered a lot of injuries, why do you want to play basketball? I also heard that you are a doctor, are you really?"
　　 Suddenly, the opponent became a chatter.
　　Mo Mengchen didn't take care of him. He was also firmer about Ogmon's defense, blocked his breakthrough, and freely put his three-pointer.
　　 If Hill’s three-pointer is in his eyes without any threat, then Ogmont’s three-pointer is a shit, expecting him to make a three-pointer is worse than expecting him to score 2+1 every round.
　　 Right now, the gap between the two teams is 4 points.
　　The inside line of the Pistons was also replaced by the starters, Thorpe and Mills.
　　Mo Mengchen squatted to the bottom line, Thorpe walked slowly towards him.
　　 "Did you know? Actually, my three-points are also quite accurate, so you better not wait to let me shoot three-pointers..."
　　Ogmont was pushing. Suddenly, Mo Meng moved. Thorpe's cover was extremely solid. This obscure blue collar always helped the team in these places that were not easily noticeable.
　　Through his cover, Mo Mengchen got rid of Ogmon and cut the right 45-point three-point line around the bottom line to catch the ball, making a three-pointer.
　　 "From Mo's second three-pointer, he got 6 points!"
　　 "Your shot just made me goose bumps." Hill chased Mo Mengchen's and praised.
　　For his praise, Mo Mengchen did not accept: "I hope that one day, your shot will make you goose bumps."
　　 A senior student from Duke University now has a black line, complaining to his elder brother Dumas: "That guy is so annoying!"
　　 "You really need to practice three points." Dumas said.
　　Ogmon caught up with Mo Mengchen and complained: "You ran tactics without my defense. It's too cunning, I protest!"
　　 "Will you tell me what are you doing?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　 "Do you think I am you?"
　　Ogmont cried: "I want to catch the ball, then break you through, and then make a layup in the way you have seen in my life!"
　　 As soon as the words fell, Ogmon borrowed a single-block screen and ran out of the three-point line. After taking the ball, his defender became Hill. Although Hill did not receive any defensive awards during the peak period to prove that he is an elite defensive player, he is undoubtedly the best defensive wing player in the Pistons.
　　 Ogmont in front of him, but dribble breakthrough without warning, he went around a very strange arc, as he said, this is the first time Mo Mengchen saw someone can make such a breakthrough.
　　 He passed the defender with a breathtaking breakthrough, and then scored Steve Smith. The extremely formidable swingman fired again and hit a mid-range shot.
　　 "Did I say? This is a breakthrough you have never seen!" Ogmund looked at Mo Mengchen proudly.
　　 He really uses his talents.
　　 "This is a wonderful flower." Hill said.
　　 "He will be injured." Mo Mengchen said suddenly.
"Well?"
　　Hill turned back.
　　 "Such a breakthrough wears on the knee seriously, he relies too much on his legs." Mo Mengchen said, "Sooner or later, he will pay the price."
　　 Hill asked: "Are you sure he will be injured this round?"
　　 "No." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 "Then we have to come up with all the concentration, this guy will not reduce such a breakthrough because such a breakthrough is easy to hurt, you should see that he is a lunatic!" Hill said.
　　Mo Mengchen refused to say no, he looked at the score: 53 to 48.
　　 is still on the bottom line, Thorpe no longer comes over, he is called away by Dumas' pick-and-roll gesture, Mills is also in high position, and Mo Mengchen is like a baby abandoned by others.
　　 "It seems that your teammates want to solve the problem alone. Is this really okay?" Ogmon asked.
　　 The tactics stalled.
　　Hill took the ball outside the three-point line.
　　 "Joe!"
　　Mo Mengchen called Dumas, who quickly ran to catch people.
　　 "Damn bastard, you come to this set again!" Ogmon said angrily.
　　 No one responded to him, Mo Mengchen's defender was replaced by Brelock, who was quite prejudiced against him. As soon as the defense changed, Brelock spouted an unpleasant in his ear.
　　Mo Mengchen ran towards Hill while pointing his finger under the basket.
Hill gave up the singles and stuck Smith with his back. The two seemed to have worked together for many years. They very well completed the handover of handball rights. It was also the moment when they got the ball. Mo Mengchen made a standing cheer for the audience. Behind the direction of dribbling.
　　Brelock too wanted to embarrass Mo Mengchen in Auburn Hills. This is his first game. This is their home stadium. If you make him ugly in front of this group of crazy fans, this group of fans will remember for a lifetime.
　　 Therefore, he pursued at full speed and continued to pester him.
　　 He could not think of it anyway, too fast speed will also cause the end of the ankle.
He was too fast and exerted too much pressure from the past. After Mo Mengchen took the ball, he pulled the ball behind a spot, completely unloading his power, and Braylock, who lost his pivot, flew out of his back and out of the floor Slid out.
　　 "Mo completed a scalpel-like dribble on the outside!"
The defender was flicked, and Mo Mengchen dribble the ball with his left hand. Hill followed behind him. This was a must-have dribble. A soft left-hand layup actually hit the neck of the basket. Hill followed Go ahead and make up the buckle.
　　 "Fortunately, there is Grant Hill!"
　　 "But the dribble is really beautiful!"
　　 "Unforgivable!" Houston jumped, "You even wasted a chance to be selected in the top ten!"
　　Mo Mengchen pushed Houston, who nearly stepped into the court, back: "Be seated!"
　　Houston sat down, almost exploded: "Isn't anyone taught this rookie how to respect an older brother like me? Shit, the rookie is getting bigger and bigger lately!"
　　 "Alan, come and drink." Luoer handed water.
　　 "It would be nice if everyone were like you."
　　 Finally, there is a rookie who understands the number of politeness. There are two lines of water in Houston's eyes. I don't know whether it is sweat or tears that overflowed too much.
　　 "How did you miss the layup just now?"
　　 Joe Lynch could not understand that he had seen Mo Mengchen's left hand, was extremely deadly, and might be more threatening than his right hand.
　　 mistakes may explain the goal, but he doesn’t believe it was a mistake.
　　 Except Lynch, no one cared about Mo Mengchen's left hand layup, and the game continued.
　　The problem with the eagle is becoming more and more obvious.
　　No one except Steve Smith can provide stable firepower, and on the piston side, Mo Mengchen began to show his weapon.
　　 Another three points.
　　 Three shots, all open three-pointers, careful people can find that every ball he throws, the arc is exactly the same.
　　If they are more careful, or have better ear power, they will be shocked to find that the sound of the friction between the ball and the net is exactly the same.
　　 "It's true, Mo's three points!" Lor said in surprise.
　　Mo Mengchen's three points handicap came to 10 points.
　　 The eagle began to panic. In order to block Mo Mengchen's three-pointer, they kept leaking the hill that cut in, and the defense lines at both ends began to collapse.
　　Mo Mengchen no longer shoots, as long as he stops outside, he can involve the space.
　　 Until the fourth quarter, the score difference reached 14 points.
　　Mo Mengchen took Houston's towel and took a rest.
　　 "Sit up for you!" Houston said, pointing to the bench.
　　 If there is no accident, Mo Mengchen will not play again.
　　He scored 24 points tonight~EbookFREE.me~ got 9 points, 4 rebounds and 6 assists. This data is extremely good on any bench.
　　 sat back to his position, and Mo Mengchen remembered the ticket he gave to Ephraim. He remembered the seat of the ticket, so he looked at the audience.
　　 So far away, so many people can't see Ephraim at all.
　　 But Mo Mengchen saw it.
　　 His eyes seem to have extraordinary abilities, even if they are so far apart, he can see clearly.
　　 "Mo, if I practice three-point shooting like yours, can I enter the rotation?"
　　 This is Lor's position on himself, he feels that he is at most a substitute.
　　Is my three points good?
　　Mo Mengchen didn't think that he just took hold of every mobile phone meeting tonight. The Hawks didn't have much defense against him. As soon as his defensive strength came up, he had no chance to shoot.
　　Tonight in this game, he made three shots and missed the shots. Such a performance made Rolle have a good illusion of his three-pointer.
　　 He really wants to be a top shooter, but he is not yet.
　　 "You need to be more accurate than me to enter the rotation."
　　 Therefore, Mo Mengchen answered Rolle in this way.
　　 "More accurate than you?"
　　 Rolle has seen Mo Mengchen's training. He doesn't know what kind of shooting is more accurate than Mo Mengchen. Does that kind of person really exist?
　　 "Or you can compromise." Mo Mengchen said, "while improving the three-pointer, while improving defense."
　　 "Then how much should I improve?"
　　 "Three-point shooting rate is not lower than Terry, defensive quality is not lower than Grant."
　　 Hearing this standard, Lor's face suddenly darkened.