Chapter 702: friendzoned

　　The 2000-2001 Pistons preseason training camp was set up in Santa Maria.
　　 This is a special place, Mo Mengchen clearly remembers that his rookie season, the Pistons preseason training camp is here.
　　 That is the source of everything. To be more hypocritical, it can be called the place where dreams begin.
　　 After five years, the Pistons once again chose this place as a preseason training camp. It may not mean anything, but it reminds people of the past.
　　Mo Mengchen took care of everything at home, and left in a low-key manner, only Medela and Luca Adriano followed.
　　 "I really didn't expect the Pistons to choose such a place to start a preseason training camp." Adriano obviously didn't understand the Pistons' choice.
　　Mo Mengchen doesn't understand, as far as the environment is concerned, Santa Maria can only be regarded as ordinary. Apart from training, there is no entertainment.
　　 "Just come here." Mo Mengchen said.
　　Medella wanted to say a few more words to Mo Mengchen, but when Adriano was present, she was inconvenienced to say something and had to watch him leave.
　　 Usually, Mo Mengchen always stays in the training camp, because the outside is full of fans who will encounter him.
　　After training, his teammates may want to go to the nightclub, but he is not interested, so unless he is in the training camp, it is difficult to see him.
　　No sooner or later, there are many people in the training camp at this time.
Hill and Houston, who haven’t seen for a long time; Rashid, who changed his hairstyle, now looks like the roaring Tianzun that people are familiar with later. It's exactly the same.
　　Ben Wallace's hairstyle became an explosive head, and it is also the most impressive image for people.
　　Jerome Williams looks stronger, Miller's body is a bit out of shape, and Lewis is a bit heavy. Will it affect the shooting feel? Ricky Davis is most familiar with Mo Mengchen's situation. He has been training throughout the offseason.
　　 At first glance, the main force, the main rotation, has almost all been together.
　　Ginobili finally got out of his head and became a privileged sophomore. At this time, he was exercising the rights of an old bird and let Reed pass for him.
　　 And Barkley, he used the offseason again to eat himself like a pig, and this time it seemed difficult to return to its original shape.
Not long ago, Barkley decided to execute the last year of the contract, that is to say, this season, he is still a member of the Pistons, but he has given up the pride of the diamond generation, gave up the competition in the team, and eat himself better The pig is still fatter, at least 135 kg by visual inspection.
　　On this weight, if I play the Lakers again in the finals, maybe I can make him go up against O'Neal?
　　Barkley greeted Mo Mengchen with enthusiasm, and could not see at all what Dor.Mo was thinking.
　　If he knew Mo Mengchen's real thoughts, he would have started cursing the street now.
　　 "Mo!"
　　 Barkley called, and everyone turned their heads to see the double MVP of the previous season, leading Dor.Mo to lead the piston to defend the championship.
　　 They have changed, and Mo Mengchen has also changed.
　　The change of Mo Mengchen is to increase the total evaluation from 88 to 89, and the weight from 90 kg to 93 kg.
Weight gain is his homework that requires the pinnacle of his poor career. His weight gain rate is particularly slow because he can’t do heavy weight strength training. He can only take it slowly. It took five years to slowly practice his body. At this stage today, only he knows how much he pays behind.
　　If you want to say something, there is only one sentence.
　　 If there is an afterlife, don't cross over to a guy with explosives on his knees.
　　 The atmosphere of the training camp is relatively depressed. Perhaps it is Mo Mengchen's illusion that the atmosphere in the team is not as active as before.
　　Westphal then came to the arena, with the player selected in the front row and the free agent in the back row.
　　 The quota for the Pistons is limited, and eight free agents in the back row have to compete for a quota.
　　 Eight people but only one quota, the brutality of this competition is beyond imagination.
　　Westphal is still the same, he is used to let the players who come back from the holiday play a game to see the state.
　　However, Mo Mengchen is not on the roster.
　　 "Coach, I can play." Mo Mengchen was unwilling to be a spectator.
　　Westphal said: "Sooner or later it will be your turn. If you can't rest, why not be the referee of this game?"
"I?"
　　 to be the referee? Mo Mengchen smiled kindly, Westphal thought he agreed.
　　I would rather be killed with one head.
　　 "Please also be smart." Mo Mengchen grabbed the ball on the ground and walked directly to the corner of the basket, shouting to the staff, "Who brought me a pair of scissors?"
　　 "Appeared, the lifelong enemy of the Nets-Dor.Mo!"
　　 Lewis, who was not afraid of death, whispered, but fortunately he was not heard.
　　Westphal later divided the starting list of the match.
　　 White team: Hill, Houston, Krone David, Rashid and Ben Wallace.
　　 This lineup immediately caused whispers around.
　　 "Isn't it the starter to call my father?" Lewis mumbled.
　　 Black Team: Ginobili, Michael Reed, Ricky Davis, Lewis and Miller.
　　Williams, Lauderdale and Magloire and Barkley were on the sidelines.
　　 Seen this way, the piston's inner line is really too much.
　　 Black team and white team add up to four people, and there are four people on the sidelines to watch the play.
"Junk dog" Williams was the first power forward substitute last season. Lauderdale is the patron saint of a stable drinking fountain. Barkley will not get much chance in the last season. Seeing this lineup, Magloire is right His playing time in the rookie season is no longer expected.
　　 This terrifying inside depth.
　　 There is only one reason why the Pistons pay so much attention to the inside. The contemporary inside is too perverted, especially at the peak of O'Neill.
　　 Three months ago, O'Neal nearly ran out of the inside of the Pistons. At the critical moment, they let Lauderdale reach the end.
　　 Even with so many insiders, putting it in front of O'Neill is still not enough.
　　 Even the Pistons are so difficult, when other teams face the Lakers, the situation they can face is conceivable. There is no worst, only more serious.
　　 It's just that the black team and white team are not balanced.
　　The four main forces of the white team, a free man, and the five people of the black team are all substitutes.
　　 Seen this way, our head coach is still not cruel enough. If he wants to frustrate the bench's courage, he should let the guy who is the most good at attacking people come on stage-yes, it is me, Dor.Mo who combines face value and strength.
　　Mo Mengchen had scissors in his hands, and the lineup of the match made him interested.
　　 Generally, this is not the lineup. Why is the Westphal sword going off the wing, why?
　　 A whistle sounds and the match begins.
　　 jumped the ball without suspense, Rashid easily defeated Miller and gave the racket to Hill.
Hill takes the ball, as the Pistons have done countless times in the past three years, want to grab this opening attack, like a tiger going down the mountain, rushing to the frontcourt, scoring the ball to Houston, the king of the cast vote .
　　 "Rookie, what is your defense?" he shouted at Reed.
　　 Reed gritted his teeth and wanted to fight back, because the coaching staff was watching next to him. This was the first team match he played after joining the Pistons, and he should not give the coaches a bad impression.
　　 As a result, he just got the ball from the perimeter and Houston released him one meter.
　　 "Shoot, it's not uncommon for people like me to be tolerant." Houston sprayed garbage like Mo Mengchen, "Why don't you shoot? Shoot!"
　　 Reed gritted his teeth and dared to make a three-pointer.
　　 The strange shot made the coaching staff frown, and the team's shooting coach Jon Laud spit out a hurting slot: "I seem to be covering my eyes with shit."
　　 "This young man's shooting action needs to be changed!" he muttered.
　　Mo Mengchen was quite sure that Reed heard his words. Although the opponent was just a shooting coach, it was a blow to anyone who was so criticized by the shooting coach who met him for the first time.
　　However, after reading Reed's shot, Mo Mengchen and Lauder agreed, and even felt that he was too light.
　　If you have to describe Reed's shooting posture with insulting shit, it is also an outdated and polluted stinky that loses its value.
　　 So, it should be said.
　　 This guy's shot made me feel as if blinded by the hot smelly shit.
　　 The intensity of the field, the main words of the garbage that the mains wantonly sprayed, and the relentless suppression of the bench, led by Houston and two Wallaces, surprised the watching Magloire.
　　 "It's just a match..." he muttered, "As for?"
　　Barkley was too lazy to explain to the rookie that the people on the field were not like crazy dogs at the beginning. This crazy dog-like competitive atmosphere, or competitive atmosphere, was brought by that person.
　　 Barkley glanced at Mo Mengchen who was watching the match against the bottom corner.
　　Mo Mengchen built the training of the Pistons into a battlefield. Buckley had heard of Jordan's crash course of champions~EbookFREE.me~ There are many people who haven't survived the difficult period, but how did Mo Mengchen do it? Barkley hasn't worked with Jordan in the NBA, but he and Jordan are close friends. He knows Jordan's nature and his understanding of the two.
　　Mo Mengchen will only be worse than Jordan when training. Without Hill's coordination, few people can hold it.
　　 After a long time, the suffocating atmosphere of competition is cultivated.
　　 This is how it is now.
　　 The main force frantically beat the substitute, but the substitutes did not admit their fate. They are looking for the rhythm of the game. Many people have just resumed training shortly, and it is normal to have no competitive state.
　　 finished the first half, leading the main 28 to 12 points by 16 points.
　　 "Have you used all your women on your vacation?" Houston lost the bench.
　　 Miller smiled: "There is still halftime, AH."
　　 "Now it's too late to apply for a substitution. Would you like to try that rookie?" Rashid killed his eyes today, and everyone wanted to do something about it.
　　 Magloire Khan handstand.
　　 Miller smiled and pushed away Rashid's suggestion: "No, I'm fine."
　　 Because of this sentence, Miller became the first person to take the good guy card from Magloire.
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