Chapter 948: Because hungry

Chapter 948 Because of Hunger
　　On February 7, 2002, the Pistons' mighty All-Star team arrived in Atlanta on the weekend.
　　 This year's All-Star Game, the Pistons participated in a large number of people.
　　Mo Mengchen, Hill, Rashid participated in the All-Star race.
　　Mo Mengchen and Luis M. Rolle participated in the three-point contest.
　　Curry, Gerrard, Randolph, Prince participated in the Rookie Challenge.
　　A group of eight people arrived at the Atlanta Airport at the same time.
　　 The reporters at the scene have long been waiting for them.
　　 saw Mo Mengchen walked out of the airport, the reporter swarmed up, and there were some fans around for a long time screaming loudly.
　　 "Mo, this is your sixth All-Star selection. Do you have any expectations for this year's All-Star weekend?" the reporter asked.
　　Mo Mengchen has also experienced the treatment that a reporter will follow wherever he goes, but he hates this treatment.
　　 He missed the time when he was not a star player. The media was not interested in him, and the fans would not find any way to get his travel list to chase and block on the road.
　　 "As long as I can play happily, I will be satisfied." Mo Mengchen responded briefly.
　　 Hill habitually holds personal lectures.
　　 His eloquence allows him to hold the appetite of many reporters, but also challenges the patience of his teammates.
　　 Everyone waited patiently for ten minutes, and finally unanimously decided to leave him to accompany the reporter. They first left the airport.
　　 is responsible for hosting the All-Star Weekend Atlanta is glorious, but also embarrassing, this time the All-Star game, the Hawks no players were selected.
　　Unfortunately, Atlanta does not have the Emmanuelle Royal Hotel. Mo Mengchen had to lead his team members to choose a decent hotel to stay in.
　　Hill arrived long after they entered the hotel.
　　 "It was indeed the right decision to leave him." Rashid said with emotion.
　　 "When did you say this, did Daddy miss it?" Piran, who is also good at flattering, does not exist.
　　 Hearing that they made fun of themselves, Hill was not ashamed but rather proud: "Do you guys really don't understand my good intentions?"
　　Everyone should be grateful to Grant Hilfer and his journalist friends for wasting two hours of saliva—except for the great ones.
　　Lol sat in his chair and imagined that he would win the three-point contest. By the way, he said to Hill, "You will lose too much, Grant."
　　 Yes, he had offended Collins in this way.
"You are right, the older we are, the more we must avoid making stupid mistakes." Hill said this as if he was reflecting on what he did tonight, but the next sentence exposed his unrepentant toughness Attitude, "So I have to prove that I grew up, I said a lot, but I promise that the reporter will not dig up any information."
Is this really the case?
　　Through Hill's two-hour interview, the information dug out by the reporter is as follows.
　　 "The pistons are ambitious, with five consecutive championships, and Grant Hill declares that they are unstoppable." This is title one.
　　 In fact, Hill’s original words were: each team’s goal is to be a champion, and we are no exception. At present, we have played the league’s first record and feel pretty good.
　　 "Although he is a teammate, Hill is not partial to help, he said he is not optimistic about winning the three-point contest." This is the second title.
　　 What was the situation then? Hill is humble on the principle of being a low-key person: Mo does not necessarily become the final champion, the three-point contest is a test of touch.
　　 is not that Hill is not careful, but the media is too cunning.
　　 After a while, each of them went back to their own room, and Mo Mengchen's house was only Hill.
　　Hill sat down to read the news because of this secluded place, and Mo Mengchen went into the bathroom to take a shower.
　　 After a while, the phone in the room rang.
　　 Hill was fascinated by the phone, and the phone stripped him from his fluent reading.
　　 "Hello, which one?" Hill asked kindly.
　　 "Grant?" The caller heard Hill's voice at once, and through the tone of the other party, Devil Mountain instantly recognized the other party, "Michael?"
　　 Hill didn't expect Jordan to call Mo Mengchen.
　　 Jordan didn't even think Hill would be in Mo Mengchen's room. If it wasn't for him that his sexual orientation was okay, he would really want to be crooked.
　　 "Please give me a message to Mo." Jordan said, "I'm waiting for him at Dolettui at eight tonight."
　　 "Of course, you are also welcome." Jordan finally added.
　　 Wait until Jordan hangs up the phone before Hill puts the phone down. Before the All-Star weekend starts, the selected All-Stars will gather together for a good game.
　　Hill attended many similar parties, but this time Jordan personally called.
　　Fifteen minutes later, Mo Mengchen slowly came out of the bathroom and asked, "Who just called?"
　　 "Michael?"
　　 "Reed?"
　　 "It's a pity, no." Hill said, "Give you another chance and guess that I will cook for you."
Mo Mengchen didn't expect Hill to treat him like this. He faced Devil Mountain with surprise and panic. If this expression was already very hurtful, then his next sentence was enough to make Hill give up the idea of ​​learning to cook: " What is the difference between that and eating shit?"
"you!"
　　 Devil Mountain held his right hand fiercely, and the bones on the knuckles made a gurgling sound.
　　 Can't be angry, can't be angry, you can never be angry with this guy who wants to make you angry.
　　 "Isn't it good to have all women out of the kitchen on Thanksgiving next year?" Hill asked. "Why don't you believe my cooking is cooperating with me?"
　　Because I'm so weak, I can't drive two women out of the kitchen by myself.
　　 "Well..." Mo Mengchen's mouth suddenly came to a drift and even passed through three consecutive hairpin bends, "Is the person who called me MJ?"
　　 But Hill was really shaken by him: "How do you know?"
　　 "Now, at this time, I have this casual feeling to call me, it should be him alone." Mo Mengchen wiped the sweat on his head, and suddenly found that his hair had grown a lot.
　　 He turned back and said to Hill: "He should have sent me an invitation."
"Yes."
　　 "Are you invited?" Mo Mengchen asked.
　　 "Of course." Hill tried hard to forget that after the session, Jordan invited him out of courtesy.
　　Hill's presence is not important to Jordan himself.
　　 "I want to go out for a meal and cut my hair by the way." Mo Mengchen turned to Hill and said, "Now I want to change into a clean, beautiful dress."
　　 The meaning is obvious, I want to wear clothes, please get out.
　　 Hill was not interested in peeping at Mo Mengchen's ebony stick, so he walked out of the room altogether.
　　Because Mo Mengchen and Hill didn't say goodbye, the other teammates could not find their whereabouts after a good meal in the afternoon.
　　Mo Mengchen They must first solve the problem of eating.
　　This place in Atlanta, you want to find an Ewing favorite gold club is easy, find a tasteful restaurant, in a word-it is difficult to go to the sky.
　　When Hill struggled to find a restaurant that looked okay, Mo Mengchen didn't enter the door with one foot and began to be picky.
　　 "The decoration of this restaurant is average, and the taste of the manager is debatable."
"People rely on clothing, and even ugliness like you can make friends with women by dressing up. Why don't these small restaurants have any ambition?" Hill doesn't care how Mo Mengchen vomits these restaurants, but can he not stick his gun and stick Ground burst Shi Lengjian.
　　 Ugly Eight Monsters?
　　No one except Mo Mengchen has commented on his appearance like this!
　　 "Do you think you look handsome?" Hill asked angrily.
　　Mo Mengchen looked over in surprise: "Isn't this recognized?"
　　 The devil's mountain was so white that the knuckles were whitish, and he pointed to the steak restaurant in front of him: "Is this the head office? Not at all worse than your steak!"
indeed. Mo Mengchen glanced at it and nodded gently. From the decoration point of view, it was indeed no less than the steak master.
　　People rely on clothes and horses and saddles. As for the restaurant, beautiful decoration is only the first step to success.
　　Know that the most indispensable thing in the world is the embroidered pillow that dresses you up brightly.
　　 But they finally found a restaurant.
　　Hill no longer hesitated, led Mo Mengchen into the house. Because they all wore glasses and wigs, their height was relatively close to the people, and the waiter could not recognize it.
　　 "Two steaks with soda, thank you."
　　Hill helped Mo Mengchen order the food~EbookFREE.me~Mo Mengchen was about to take off his glasses. Hill's hand snapped like a ball.
　　 "Do you want to be recognized?" Hill said, "I don't care, if you are willing to waste a few hours here to sign, even if you take off your glasses."
　　 "I don't want to wear sunglasses to eat more than listening to your nonsense and wasting hours signing the fans." Mo Mengchen took off his sunglasses to reveal his most recognizable eyes.
　　 He has an extraordinary pair of eyes. The ability of these eyes is only clear to him. For others, these are beautiful eyes.
　　 Even if he covers his face except for his eyes, as long as he sees his eyes, someone can recognize it.
　　 Hill is the same, since Mo Mengchen is not afraid, what is he afraid of? They took off their glasses together.
　　 Shortly after, the steaks were served. Although the waiter recognized them, Mo Mengchen handed a tip and signature before she screamed out: "I only have one request, don't make noise before we leave."
　　 The waiter who got the tip and signature left with satisfaction.
　　Following the cooking time of Mo Mengchen Tucao restaurant, Hill increasingly felt that it was wrong to accompany him to dinner.
　　 is clearly delicious. After commenting on his poisonous mouth, the price dropped directly. Even the person who thought it was delicious in the first place felt that this kind of store can survive to the present is simply a gift from God.
　　 "Since it has so many shortcomings, why do you still have nothing left?" Hill asked.
　　 "Because hungry." Mo Mengchen's answer made Hill speechless.