Chapter 516: Acting too realistic

In the half, 51 to 48, the Blazers led the Pistons by 3 points.
Sprewell's play on the defensive end is the key. Mo Mengchen, who can average 18 points, 7 rebounds and 11 assists for the Pistons, only 6 points, 6 rebounds and 7 assists in the defended half tonight.
You know, Mo Mengchen is recognized as a player with strong and strong attributes.
In a general dishevelling game, his sense of presence may be low. Once he encounters a strong enemy, his light on the field sometimes even surpasses Hill.
Once the team is in desperation, the Pistons fans usually do not think of Hill to save them, they think of Mo Mengchen.
He is such a player. Tonight's opponent is a strong team like the Blazers. He deserves to play more brilliantly than usual.
At halftime, he sorted out the team's offense well, but his personal offense seemed to be greatly restricted.
"If Portland can take away the victory from Detroit tonight, Latrell Sprewell is the MVP for this game."
After watching the halftime, Vinier Johnson expressed his thoughts.
"Latril's defense seems to have caused you a lot of trouble. How do you solve this problem?" The reporter on the side asked a question that made Mo Mengchen feel comfortable.
Mo Mengchen said "stubbornly": "This is not a problem for me."
Then, with a very unhappy look, strode into the player channel.
The reporter was very embarrassed, because everyone with a discerning eye could tell that Sprewell had restricted Mo Mengchen tonight.
"Do you want that innocent reporter to have a nightmare?" Hill waited for him in the player channel.
"That means his psychology is fragile enough." Mo Mengchen didn't care about the reporter's thoughts, and walked to the locker room with Hill.
Down halftime, Hill is the key reason why the Pistons can stick to now but only 3 points behind.
He scored 25 points in only half of the game, because Mo Mengchen's offensive was completely suspended tonight.
If the other party defends well, why don’t Hill think more and more of a conspiracy? He was not his first year as a teammate with Mo Mengchen. After four years, even dull people should know each other.
Mo Mengchen has always liked to die in the regular season, which has been proven in the past four years.
What about tonight?
"When do you plan to fight in this state?" Hill asked tentatively.
If Mo Mengchen refuted him, it means that he was really guarded.
On the contrary, it is really a problem.
"Until the end?" Mo Mengchen wasn't sure, it would be great if it could not be found in the end.
Hill stared at him, shouting with the loudest voice he could make: "Do you really have reservations?!!!"
"You can speak louder, so it should be able to pass the voice to the Blazers' locker room." Mo Mengchen raised his eyebrows, "I don't have to work so hard."
Hill heard the corners of his mouth twitch.
Sure enough, it's playing again. Why does this guy have to think so much about playing basketball? Can't you play well?
"The farthest distance in the world is that I'm playing seriously, and you're playing the game-we're just playing, can you stop so many conspiracies!" Hill angered.
"Playing is also divided into playing with the brain and playing without the brain." Mo Mengchen said, "I am the former. If you guys who do not have brains feel uncomfortable, I can only say that I am sorry."
He played like this, Hill worried about losing in the end.
"We will lose." Hill said.
"If you can't win without my firepower output, then I can't do it." Mo Mengchen didn't care about the outcome.
Hill can remember the terrible look of this guy who wanted to kill all the people in the locker room when they lost.
Why has it changed now?
Talking all the way, they came to the door of the dressing room.
"Does the coach know about this?" Hill asked.
"Maybe."
After speaking, the two walked inside together.
Strangely, Westphal did not say anything about Mo Mengchen's performance, nor did he make any remedies against Mo Mengchen who was protected by Sprewell from his grandma in the second half.
It was as if Mo Mengchen played well in the first half, and he didn't need to worry at all.
When he was finished, everyone except Hill and Mo Mengchen had a look of "Do you still have nothing to say?"
Frasses was also hesitant.
"Hopefully we can continue the winning streak tonight." Westphal opened the locker room and walked out first.
Mo Mengchen followed his teammates out of the locker room.
He is ready to lose tonight.
He hates to lose all the time after going all out, but accepts a planned loss.
In his view, this game is better tonight.
He has to give the Blazers a sense of "our strategy is very effective", because only then can they continue their strategy tonight, if they can meet again-for example in the finals-this self-righteous Effective strategies will surprise them.
This season, Mo Mengchen has not adjusted for future opponents because of uncertainty.
The 9899 season belonged to the Spurs, but Duncan came to the east. The 35-year-old admiral can only guarantee a playoff spot. Spurs can be sent home after playing five games in the first round. .
In the next few years, the Spurs will start to rebuild because of the complete aging of David Robinson.
As for the Knicks, it is basically certain that they cannot start an epic dark horse counterattack.
The legendary dark horse-from the eighth kill in the Eastern Conference to the finals defeat to the Twin Towers Spurs-the main lineup is only aunt Johnson and old Ewing, not to mention old Ewing will also be reimbursed in the playoffs due to injury, Ewing The law will not appear this season, because Aunt Johnson cannot change the results alone.
Two of the Knicks' core fighters, CVT king Houston stayed in Detroit three years ago, and Sprewell was robbed by the Blazers.
In this way, history has completely changed.
This is no longer the NBA that Mo Mengchen is familiar with. He can't deploy against opponents in the finals. After 40 regular season games, he has a basic understanding of the teams.
This is his judgment.
He believes that the Blazers will reach the finals.
The opponent also regarded the Pistons as an imaginary enemy in the finals, so he designed such a match against Mo Mengchen.
Mo Mengchen happened to be down the donkey, giving them the illusion that tactics are very effective, and then see if they can really reach the finals.
All teams in the West played down, and Mo Mengchen also thought the Blazers were very playful.
They just happened to be at an appropriate node.
The junior army king still needs time to grow, the supersonic speed is destroyed by the lockout, the OK Lakers currently have O K, the Spurs are not afraid, the rockets are not worth mentioning... All the way down, it is really the pioneers’ strength from the main force The depth to the bench is the most powerful.
If they can not reach the finals, Mo Mengchen will be very surprised.
As for the Eastern Powers, they are not considered by Mo Mengchen.
No matter who it is, stop me from dying.
In order to make this scene more realistic, Mo Mengchen needs some actors to cooperate with him.
Every time he attacked, he had to call pick-and-roll and cover, and he had to take a few rounds to catch up with the madman because he was not fast enough because of his position advantage.
"You're done, Mo!" the madman yelled.
"Humph!"
The madman regarded this cold hum as Mo Mengchen's last stubbornness, and was chased all the way to the end, he could only pass the ball.
Hill took the pot again.
Seeing Hill's helpless expression, his eyes revealed disappointment with Mo Mengchen, the madman just wanted to laugh out loud, everyone was afraid of Mo Mengchen, everyone was afraid of Dor.Mo, and tonight, he really It really limits this tomorrow's superstar whose reputation and influence far exceed its strength.
"It feels uncomfortable, Dor. Mo?" Sprewell regained his madness. "You have today too!"
Several times Mo Mengchen almost couldn't hold back.
You know, this is not so easy for him.
Sprewell was too well-prevented. The Blazers coach Dunleavy was dreamy. What happened tonight was a little unreal. That's Dor.Mo!
Was it prevented by Sprewell?
This guy's defense is so strong that he has only one second defense?
Are the judges blind?
"Dor.Mo's condition tonight is not very good." As Mo Mengchen's brain powder, Vinier Johnson did not believe that Mo Mengchen was really being guarded.
Anyone who has witnessed Mo Mengchen along the way will not believe that he will be guarded.
The state is not good, this is their explanation.
Mo Mengchen could organize in the first half, and he was completely invisible in the second half.
Hill’s restraint force sneaked a few shots and barely scored in double figures.
Such a score is insignificant to his opponent.
After the third quarter, Mo Mengchen's data was 10 points, 7 rebounds and 7 assists.
It seems like a good stat. Only after watching the game can I know how hard he is restricted.
Just started in the fourth quarter, in order to run out of a chance, Mo Mengchen desperately around the cover, Sprewell became more and more excited, which has exceeded his normal level.
He believes that Mo Mengchen cannot run out of space under his defense.
It was this belief that Mo Mengchen was still protected from death even with a conscious score.
Not only that, he was severely disturbed when shooting, and his calf twisted when he landed, cramping on the spot.
He sat on the ground with an ugly expression.
"It's ugly, Dor. Mo." Sprewell laughed complacently.
Mo Mengchen had an uncomfortable expression, but he was happy with flowers in his heart. He loved the rain-like cramps. This costume is enough here.
Too late.
Hill walked in front of him, squatted down, said with a black face: "Those Oscar-wrights who watched your performance tonight should be ashamed to exit the entertainment industry~EbookFREE.me~ Low-key, low-key." Mo Mengchen patted His shoulders.
Team doctor David Wise took the staff to lift Mo Mengchen onto the stretcher.
Although Mo Mengchen didn't play well tonight, he still got a cramp and the audience gave him warm cheers and applause.
He was sure no one could see his expression.
After a long time of pretending, the expression finally relaxed, and the corners of the left and right sides of the mouth raised upward uncontrollably.
In the player channel, he couldn't help laughing.
Wise said nervously: "Mo, don't be sad, at most it's just cramps."
Upon hearing this, Mo Mengchen laughed louder.
He scared Wise and several staff like this.
How does a calf cramp affect my head?