Chapter 815: That happened in a dream

"who are you?"
It turns out that human voices can be so indifferent that they can't feel the slightest temperature, like a robot.
"I..." The pressure of terror surrounded Curry, obviously he was 16 cm taller than Dor. Mo, but standing in front of the other party, he felt like a dwarf.
"Mo, don't scare the rookie."
This is the smile and enthusiasm Curry wants, from Hill.
Devil Mountain came over and slowly raised his hand: "Eddie, welcome you."
"Thank you." Curry gently gave Hill a high-five.
"Rookie, your hairstyle is promising, I like it." Rashid commented on Erlang's legs. "I always think that men who can control the ditch hairstyle can be called real handsome guys."
The Argentinian knife expressed disapproval: "I think a man who can control long fluttering hair is a handsome guy."
"Come on, your long-faced eagle-hook nose, a ghostly handsome guy!" Rashid muttered.
Ginobili was angry, but sneered, "You look like a bear!"
"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Mengchen rushed back to the two passive lazy bastards, "Go to the gym to gather!"
Then he looked at Curry: "I'm sorry, Eddie, you're so fat that I didn't recognize it just now."
Fat... Curry shook his lips again. He wanted to say that he deliberately lost 10 pounds of meat during the offseason to keep up with the rhythm of the team. Now Dor.Mo actually says he is fat?
"The last time I saw you was in front of the TV, at the spot of the draft conference. I watched you come on stage and said I would take on the dynasty. I will wait and see." Dor. Mo smiled, Curry thought he was better not to laugh , Because this smile brings discomfort.
Mo Mengchen walked out of the locker room first, followed by Rashid and Ginobili.
Hill laughed: "Don't be nervous, dad, that's how you get along with him." He is more difficult than you think.
Curry sat down, took a deep breath, and tried to calm down.
What is currently happening in the training camp is very different from what he imagined.
When he learned that he was selected by the Pistons, he was very excited, because joining a strong team that keeps winning is better than joining a weak team that keeps losing;
When he saw a veteran like Lol go out to buy water in order to be considerate to rookie, he was more convinced of his ideas, this is the best team in the world, all the rookie dream team.
All the illusions were shattered after seeing Dor.Mo for the first time.
No matter what kind of beauty he originally envisioned, there is no such thing.
Curry was the last team member to reach the training camp.
After he came, Westphal brought the players together.
There are three rows in total.
The player is being selected in the front row and the others are in the back row.
In addition to veterans such as Mo Mengchen, as well as the five rookies in the 01 class, the Pistons has a player that is hard to ignore.
Standing on the far right side of the team, he is burly, does not see the age geometry, and has the same hairstyle as Akagi, but he is more suitable for joining the gorilla in the African rainforest.
He was Patrick Ewing, the former King of New York.
In terms of status, the history of the New York team is second only to Willis Reed's second center.
One of the best defenders in 1985-2000. The best defensive center in history can compete in the top five.
Cruel, introverted, bitter, brave fighter.
Top-rated noodle basket technology that is greatly underestimated.
One of the best melee center in history.
He is good at CIC, loves melee, and is not tough enough at critical moments; although hegemonic, always cruel, but also desperate, he can be used as a center version of Karl Malone.
Jordan's biggest opponent in fact, although they never met in the finals, but they always fought against each other in the fight-from the 1982 NCAA finals to the Bulls vs. Knicks battle in the 1990s.
Totem image of the New York Knicks for fifteen years.
Such a person, but the arrogance of the proud New York fans, has never been recognized. Two years ago, he was sent to Seattle to welcome the penny.
Last season, Ewing also started all games at supersonic speeds, averaging 9 points, 7.6 rebounds and 1.2 blocks per game. He is still a qualified starting center.
The contract expired this summer, and Ewing officially became a free agent. The Knicks hoped that he would return to the team to sign a veteran base salary to retire, but Ewing was heartbroken by the gold-forged city, and, he had Unfortunately, he was not willing to retire.
It was during that time that Barkley chose to retire, and there was no longer a veteran in the Pistons who could hold the locker room, so Dumas hit his idea with You.
Joining the Pistons, Ewing can use his experience and experience to become the leader of the dressing room, and the Pistons can give him hope for the final championship.
This is a good thing for both sides, but it is unanimously viewed by the Detroit media.
"What the do we want this gorilla with bad luck for?"
"Do you want gorillas but not younger, more useful and cute Lauderdale than gorillas? Dumas is again a god!"
"It's time to see how old Ewing's unlucky aura is. Can he destroy the Piston Dynasty by himself?"
Various malicious comments appeared on the headlines of the media, almost all attacking Ewing and Dumas.
It's just that no matter how the media viewed Bian and how fans cried, the signing was completed, and Ewing officially became a member of the Pistons.
Westphal stood at the forefront of the team and looked at the crowd, saying: "At any time, our goal is to chase the championship. As long as we have the player with the heart of the championship, the next one will be a month. Show me whether you have a championship heart."
"Now dissolve and prepare to warm up. We have to play several matchups today!"
Mo Mengchen grabbed a ball on the ground and walked alone to the far left court.
Someone originally planned to go there to practice, and after seeing his movements, they retreated.
"Hey, dad, do you need help?"
There is never a lack of dog legs in life.
Mo Mengchen turned around and saw a warm, unrestrained, but greasy face-Zac Randolph looked at him excitedly.
But we usually do not refuse free labor.
"I need someone to help me pass." Mo Mengchen said.
"I'm willing to work for you." Randolph walked under the basket. "Please do whatever you want. I promise to be the best caddie on earth."
Such a passionate free labor force made Mo Mengchen forget that the team traded Ricky Davis in order to get him.
Randolph's turn was surprised next, because Mo Mengchen hit 10 consecutive goals in the same arc, and his position was one step away from the NBA's regular three-point line.
Mo Mengchen scored 32 goals before hitting the iron.
Randolph stood blankly under the basket.
"This is the best caddy on earth?"
"Sorry!"
Seeing Randolph rushing towards the ball, all the rookies next to him were stunned.
"I heard Louis said that Dor.Mo's highest record is to score 365 goals."
"Exactly one full year's number?"
"Yes, if Dor. Mo is willing, this number may be higher."
Curry sat next to him and watched quietly. For a full 100 goals, Mo Mengchen missed the ball just now.
No caddie in the world is more relaxed than Randolph. He just needs to stand on the spot, raise his hands and wait for the ball to fall, and then throw it to Mo Mengchen.
No wonder he was dazed when Mo Menchen hit the iron just now, because he was numb.
"Ear, since you defeated Louis, why not challenge Dor. Mo? I believe he must be willing to accept your challenge." Bobby Simmons said with a grin.
Although Watson defeated Lor, he did not dare to talk, and hurriedly said: "Daddy said that the light of Haoyue, I am the fire of a borer, can not be compared! Can not be compared!"
Since his intention to flatter was too obvious, it directly affected Dor.Mo.
"boom!"
But Randolph did not react.
"Hey, the best caddy on earth." Mo Mengchen muttered.
Randolph reacted again, and when he sent the ball around, he was ordered to him.
"You go to warm up." Mo Mengchen said, "I don't need a caddy."
Randolph was stunned by Mo Mengchen's shooting. At this time, he did not continue to beg, and obediently stepped aside, and then Mo Mengchen let someone take a pair of scissors and cut the net.
"What is this for?" Gerald Wallace looked foggy.
Soon they knew that this was more amazing than 99 out of 100.
He didn't make a hit every time he shot, and he knew where the ball would fly. After the shot, he went straight to the next three point.
The amazing stability and the prediction of the ball's falling point refreshed the cognition of the five rookies.
Fifteen minutes later, Westphal gathered the regular players.
The starting match against rookie is a reserved item of the pre-season training camp every year.
This year, the Pistons just recruited five rookies.
Moreover, what is more interesting is that these five people form a complete lineup.
Watson, Simmons, Gerrard, Randolph and Curry.
This is a complete lineup, height, speed, hardness, no one else part-time positions, they can play their familiar positions.
They grinned at first until they saw the lineup opposite.
Mo Mengchen, Ginobili, Hill, Rashid, Miller.
"If there is no accident, this is our starting lineup for the new season." Charlie McCann laughed.
Fruse's attention is on Curry~EbookFREE.me~ Life is full of accidents. "
Miller doesn't like Curry? why? Because they all play center.
Finally, Wallace walked away, and Miller's starting position came before a talented high school student genius. God had a big joke with him.
"Hello." Curry said yes.
Miller didn't appreciate it, "Don't come here, rookie, come up with all your skills and let it come!"
This makes Curry feel strange, isn't it just a match? Why make the atmosphere like this?
He always thought that the Pistons were a harmonious team. At the end, he found that the so-called harmony is just his imagination. The reality is that these people are like a group of bloodthirsty beasts.
friendly?
harmonious?
That's what happened in a dream.