Chapter 56: sneaking

　　 "Get 10 or more points."
　　 "Get 7 or more assists."
　　 "Personal technical score reaches A."
　　 "Team technical score reached A."
　　 "Achievement: A career debut for the first time."
　　 "Return: 900+2000 attribute points."
　　 A row of green text floats in front of Mo Mengchen. Although the Chinese are more afraid of green, from the perspective of protecting the eyes, green is the best color.
　　If you want your eyes to pass, you have to get a little green when you see things.
　　 This game made Mo Mengchen profitable, he opened the achievement wall.
　　In addition to the several achievements he has completed, he found that there are some relatively simple achievements that can be completed at any time.
　　 For example, starting in ten consecutive games;
　　 For example, get 20 points for the first time in your career;
　　 And so on, there are very many, although the attributes of return are only a few thousand, but for him now is not too small.
　　 Looked at his attribute points, Mo Mengchen didn't have much to think about.
More than 10,000 attributes have been used up without adding a few attributes. Although he only has a total rating of 64, he has not encountered particularly difficult opponents, so he is not in a hurry to upgrade. Wait for more attributes to be used.
　　 "Mo, this is your first appearance, how do you feel?"
　　Collins brought Mo Mengchen to the press conference, and Hill and Houston came with them.
　　 "Alright, I want to thank the coach for trusting me." Mo Mengchen answered briefly.
　　 Another reporter asked: "How do you switch back and forth between the two characters, will there be confusion?"
　　Mo Mengchen glanced at the reporter who asked the question, he thought it was a good question.
　　 "No, because I have a careful plan every day. I know when to do things. Changing back and forth between the two roles will make me more organized, and I won't get bored with the same level of work."
In front of the reporter, the kindness, the bitterness, and the kind of taunting that Mo Mengchen’s teammates are familiar with disappeared. He was a natural press officer. No matter how the reporter dug him, he always Can skip the pit.
　　 Collins was originally worried about Mo Mengchen's use of poisonous tongue on the reporter's body. Now, it seems that he is too worried.
　　After the press conference, they returned to the dressing room together.
　　 "Training as usual tomorrow, before Thanksgiving, the team will give some gifts, so you must participate in tomorrow's training."
　　 Collins said, the players disbanded on the spot.
Thanksgiving?
As a Chinese in his bones, Mo Mengchen had no concept of Thanksgiving. With his limited knowledge, he only knew that Thanksgiving was a holiday that originated in the United States-hundreds of years ago, the native Indians of this land were for entertainment. The British missionaries who came from afar presented them with the indigenous people's favorite turkey. In order to thank the Indiana for their kindness, this group of outsiders killed the Indiana with a big butcher knife.
　　 Of course, this must have been misleading from the stalls. Mo Mengchen only read a magazine about Thanksgiving a long time ago, and he had a vague impression in his heart.
　　But Mo Mengchen is not a Chinese. He is just a Chinese person living overseas. He has dual nationalities of Australia and the United States. He celebrates Thanksgiving every year.
　　 The problem is that the day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving, but he has not yet prepared a gift.
　　 "Louis."
　　I don’t know if Almighty Lewis can all come to know what kind of gifts this group of fools like on the team?
　　 "Mo, what can I do for you?" Lor asked with a smile.
　　 "Thanksgiving gift, are you prepared?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　 Players like Lor who can't usually play the ball. The most they do is to understand the preferences of others and let them have a good popularity in the team.
　　 Therefore, for this question, Rolle's answer is yes.
　　 "Yes, I bought some small gifts according to everyone's preferences."
　　 "Do you know my preferences?"
　　Not even Mo Mengchen knows what gifts he needs, how does this guy know?
　　 "I heard that you like cooking?"
"Ok."
　　 "That's right!" Rolle said close, "I bought you a supreme invincible luxury limited edition boutique pot, definitely the most expensive pot in the world, you will love it."
　　 It's not that Luo Er was so attentive, but the gift Mo Mengchen said to him was so exciting.
　　 "I need your help." Mo Mengchen said.
　　 Luo Er said: "What is busy?"
　　 "Tell me your gift list." Mo Mengchen said.
　　Houston found that the two were sneaky and wanted to come over to find out, but he didn’t even overheard the words, and the evil deal was completed.
　　 Luo Er will hand over his gift list to Mo Mengchen.
　　 In return, Mo Mengchen promised to pass him more during the team's matchup~EbookFREE.me~Let him show himself more in front of Collins.
　　 "What are you doing secretly?"
　　Mo Mengchen's eyes were puzzled. He didn't believe that Houston was hiding behind them because of his backache...
Houston really wanted to say that he had a backache, but when he thought about it, Mo Mengchen was a doctor, and he must have been pretending to be sick, so he straightened up and said, "I just see what you two are talking about. There must be something hiding from me, saying, what is it?"
　　 "Nothing." Rolle said.
　　Mo Mengchen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him: "Why should I tell you?"
　　 "It's okay not to tell me, although you guys are disgusting, but I still prepared a small gift for you, so stay tuned."
　　 As soon as the words fell, the CIC king shook his body like a scumbag, and disappeared from Mo Mengchen's sight.
　　 "Do you think he is particularly stupid?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　Lol wanted to nod his head in agreement, and his desire to survive gave him an ambiguous answer.
　　Mo Mengchen drove home and looked at the list of gifts that Rolle gave him, roughly knowing the preferences of those people.
　　 "One is more childish than one."
Looking at it, Hill’s preferences are more elegant. He likes painting. Whether it is a celebrity’s painting or an anonymous painting, he likes it. As long as it is good-looking, it is a genuine authentic product and has a collection value in his eyes. There is also a painting exhibition hall in his house.
　　 Apartment Garridon
　　When Mo Mengchen came back here, it was more than one o'clock in the morning. In addition to the security room at the door, the corridor lights on the floor were bright.
　　 In Detroit, where the crime rate is surprisingly high, such a quiet night is really hairy.