Chapter 35: Arrogant son

　　 The one and a half month preseason training camp is over.
There are 20 people left on the Pistons roster. These people will pass the preseason assessment and finally select three people to enter the final roster.
　　 This month and a half, Mo Mengchen mainly improved the ball control and three points.
　　 increased his ball control point from 95 to 97.
　　 Open 3-pointer shots increased from 56 to 59.
　　 his total evaluation has also reached 65.
　　In less than a year, his total evaluation rose from 52 to 65. Apart from the systematic help, part of it came from his hard training.
　　His current evaluation is already considered to be a true NBA player, and his advantages in certain aspects make his performance on the field exceed the contribution that this evaluation can bring.
　　Because of his strong rise, the Pistons coaching staff encountered happy troubles.
　　 "Joe or Mo?"
On one side is the team’s legendary star, the Pistons’ two consecutive champions, and even one of the biggest champions (the 90-year finals MVP). He still has a good fighting power, but he is also older. Without these deep-rooted relationships, the coaching staff will not hesitate to put Dumas on the bench, not because he is bad, but because they want to think about the future.
　　Mo Mengchen is the Pistons’ biggest surprise this summer. He will not unite his teammates, but what he does on the court will always bring the team together.
　　His performance in training camp is unforgettable, it is an unparalleled leadership.
　　 Even Grant Hill was willing to run under his command.
Even Hill, Houston, and Dumas, as long as they make mistakes on the court, his reprimands will definitely appear immediately, and when others see Hill and others being sprayed with silence, they should know that Mo Mengchen Have the absolute right to speak on the court.
　　If you just think of him as a rookie with no resume, you have to suffer a big loss.
　　 "Forget it, the position remains the same, let Mo play the sixth man."
　　 Collins led the Bulls to fall down in front of the Pistons repeatedly. For Dumas, he was full of respect.
　　 This problem is very difficult, but Mo Mengchen has not yet shown persuasive performance in actual combat.
　　Even if you want to change the flag, you have to wait until the time is right.
　　 The next day, the Pistons returned to Detroit.
　　After a full day of rest, they will travel to Las Vegas for the preseason, where they will complete five preseason games, and then decide the final list.
　　 Apartment Garridon
　　As soon as he returned home, Mo Mengchen called his partner.
　　 "Leo, I have a good song here, I need your help."
Leo Shannon, "Caminghome", the song that made Ethan blaze, in addition to the lyrics, song collection, demo confirmation, editing, over-banding, musical instrument, chorus, harmony, mixing...all Completed by him.
　　 It can be said that if the song "Caminghome" is sung by someone else, it will be a big fire, but if Shannon is gone, it is estimated that it will become unrecognizable.
　　 Of course, Mo Mengchen's credit is not small.
　　Before Shannon's production, he would sing aloud once and set a basic tone. Shannon was preparing a demo according to the tone he sang.
　　Now the same "Somedreams", Mo Mengchen finished singing and handed over the recording to him, and he will make the subsequent production. After he finishes here, he will spend some time in the studio to record.
　　The whole process, mostly Shannong is working, he is responsible for writing songs, setting tunes, singing.
　　 At this time, another mobile phone rang.
　　Mo Mengchen has three numbers, one is the mobile phone number reported to the team, one is the mobile phone number reserved for friends, and the other is the number reported to the hospital.
　　 Generally, after Mo Mengchen went to the hospital for a lap, if he saw any interested patients, he would them over, and then set the date for surgery.
　　 Like this, Promise Sivers personally called and usually came to a big client and called for surgery.
"Hey."
　　 "Mo, are you back?"
"I'm back."
　　 "If it is convenient, come to the hospital now, I will wait for you in the office."
　　Mo Mengchen hung up the phone and looked at the time-if I go now, I should be able to catch up with the dinner, but I have to eat outside, damn, who doesn’t understand the rules so much?
　　Mo Mengchen vomited in his heart, just changed his clothes and was about to go out.
　　 "Mo, are you back?"
　　 Ephraim.
　　 "I just returned today."
　　Mo Mengchen closed the door and walked forward a few steps, then he saw Ephraim subconsciously sort out his clothes.
　　 "When do you... do you guys start the game?" Ephraim asked.
"Quickly, I will go to Las Vegas to play the preseason in a few days. After the preseason, the new season will begin." Mo Mengchen said a few words to her, then looked at the stairs and said, " I still have something to do. Let's go first."
　　 "Goodbye."
　　Mo Mengchen said to himself, driving to Saint Lucifer.
　　Everyone who saw him said hello to him, and he passed through them as if he could not see others.
Doctors, interns, and nurses are used to this arrogant attitude.
　　 This is how this person is.
　　 If one day he suddenly laughed like spring came, and said hello to anyone he saw, it would be better to go home and clean up. The end of the world must have come early, otherwise why did this person change his temperament?
　　Sivers' office is easy to find because Mo Mengchen often comes.
　　Sometimes there is nothing to do in the hospital, he came here to drink slobber, and then vomited about the old woman's taste.
　　 "Hello."
　　Finally, Mo Mengchen found a place to sit down.
　　 Dean Martin Pinge got up and said, "Mr. Dura, this is the best doctor in our hospital, Mo."
　　 "Mo, this is Mr. Solomon Dura's eldest son, Tetek Dura."
　　 Dura?
　　 Mo Mengchen's mind flickered. Every city in the United States basically has a physical store called Dura Electric.
　　 There is a behemoth, no wonder so much.
Tetek Dura only felt that Mo Mengchen was too young. In order to perform this operation, they found a large list. Experts who are good at this operation are all Taishan Beidou in the medical world. They all have a characteristic-average Around 45 years old, it makes people feel secure when they look at it.
　　 And this man... Tetek said: "This doctor is really young and promising."
　　 He deliberately lengthened the final note, hoping to let everyone know that he was not satisfied with Mo Mengchen.
　　Sivers smiled: "Mr. Dura, did you know that Mozen set the Mayo Center record?"
"I know, I have heard of him, and this is why my father asked me to come here. There are geniuses in all walks of life, but geniuses also need enough experience. I don’t want to give my father to someone who hasn’t had a few operations. Young man~EbookFREE.me~Pingge just about to speak.
　　Tetek's arrogant face: "Dr. Bolton at the Monte Cristo Academy is 100% sure of completing this operation. I have already negotiated with him and I am very satisfied with his surgical plan."
　　 "Cough..."
　　Mo Mengchen interrupted Sivers and others who wanted to fight for one or two; "Since you don't trust us, what is your purpose here?"
　　 "This is my father's instructions, I just follow the instructions."
　　 For a moment, Tetek's face flashed with disgust and disgust. In his view, every minute of sitting in Saint Lucifer was a waste of time.
　　Mo Mengchen didn't even ask what was wrong with this domineering nobleman's father.
　　 He got up and said to Sivers: "I'll go if there's nothing wrong."
After 　　, Mo Mengchen went to the emergency room for half an hour, treated an emergency patient, earned 600 attribute points, and then went home.
　　On his way home, Sivers called again.
　　 "Mo, sorry, let you run for nothing."
　　Severus talked about the context of the dragon, including old Dura's condition.
　　 "This operation, you have done a total of twelve times at the Mayo Center and St. Lucifer, and each time you succeeded, the idiot actually underestimated you because of your age!"
　　 "Sounds, are you angry?"
　　 "Aren't you angry?"
"There are a lot of rich sons like Master Tetek Dura. I don’t have time to get angry for them. You’d better not get angry. You are not too young. Frequent anger is bad for your liver. Damaged women will age faster..."
　　Mo Mengchen didn't finish a word, and Sivers hung up his phone angrily.