In the end, the Red Team defeated the Blue Team 38-24 and won the victory in this intra-team confrontation.

Mo Mengchen scored 2 points, 10 rebounds and 12 assists, because of this data, Dumas made a joke.

"Today we got 12102. May I ask, which data is an assist? Which data is a rebound? Which data is a score?"

Mo Mengchen drank water indifferently, and Dumas came over to cheer him: "Rookie, believe me, you really have a bright future."

"Then you should feel nervous." Mo Mengchen said.

Dumas smiled and said, "Why am I nervous? I knew a truth long ago that the alliance belongs to young people sooner or later, and I will be prepared before that moment comes."

Confrontation competitions have become the norm in training camps. What Mo Mengchen regrets is that there are no tasks in these confrontation competitions, which means that you will not get a score reward after each game.

Before the end of the training camp, you can only improve your attributes through training.

During the one-month training camp training, Mo Mengchen mainly increased the open three points.

Every day, he will complete three rounds of shooting training according to Luke Lar's highest standards. In order to force himself to train, he will even invite people to play.

Both of them have to shoot a thousand balls, one is responsible for picking up the ball, and once the ball is missed, they will be substituted.

What is puzzling is that Mo Mengchen practiced a three-pointer distance before the three-point line is shortened.

(Note: The three-point line was shortened at the beginning of the 9495 season, and it was not until the 9798 season that it changed back to the three-point line we are familiar with)

This competition format made Mo Mengchen more focused. In a month, most people in the training camp received invitations, among which Houston accepted the most invitations.

Mo Mengchen's contempt for him made him very upset, and he also had to prove that he was the Pistons' most accurate shooting person.

After losing to Mo Mengchen ten times in a row, he realized a fact: Mo Mengchen was the best shot in the world in training.

"You're shooting so accurately, why don't you shoot more during the game?" Houston asked.

Mo Mengchen said while shooting: "If one day you need my shot to save your life, I will shoot."

"Go to yours, my destiny is in my own hands!" Houston shouted.

"Swish!"

Mo Mengchen hit the center and just hit Houston's head.

"Can you pick up the ball well?" Mo Mengchen looked at him disappointed, "Can you not even be a caddie?"

"Quqiuqiucad?"

Houston was furious.

"You treat me as a caddie?"

He accidentally said his heart. Mo Mengchen wanted to make up for it. Although he thought so, we can't be right. That would seem to be very emotionally ignorant, do you know?

"I've missed it."

It would be better not to say this, Houston became even more angry: "I treat you as an opponent, do you treat me as a caddie?"

In fact, everyone who shoots with Momonchen is regarded as a caddie by him.

So he didn't think it was a big deal. Although it was not good to say it directly, isn't it just to be honest with each other to make friends?

"If this sentence hurts you, I apologize."

Mo Mengchen made another shot.

Houston raised his hands to the top of his head, and the ball indeed fell into his palm.

"Damn it, why can you control your feel so well?" As a shooter, Houston knew very well how terrible it would be if Mo Mengchen had a shooting ability like this in the game as long as he could perform 20.

Mo Mengchen said: "If I have to explain, I think this is talent."

After saying that, the exact same ballistic hit again.

"So amazing!"

Houston thought to himself that he just needed to raise his hand to the top of his head, and the ball would fall down. Mo Mengchen's shooting arc was too straight, and each ball had the same arc and fell into the same position.

The most incredible thing is that even the sound of the ball rubbing against the nets is exactly the same, and it is not bad at all.

"Is it his shooting position?"

Houston noticed Momonchen's posture, which was as beautiful as a picturesque one. The last pistol shape of the picker has the potential to become a personal trademark label. Is it the strange way to picker?

This is the mutual appreciation between shooters. Houston knows very well how much potential Mo Mengchen's shooting has.

"If you want to shoot like this during the game, I suggest you spend more time in the gym," Houston said. "Although your shooting is accurate, if you go wrong as soon as you go, it will be meaningless. The gym is our destination."

"It's really terrifying to be given such advice by someone who escapes strength training every few days." Mo Mengchen stopped the ball and said, "Do you think I don't know this?"

Houston is kind and doesn't want to be criticized like this.

"I..."

"Your strength is worse than mine, but now you are licking your face and telling me to practice more strength?" Mo Mengchen sneered.

Damn bastard!

Houston really did his best from the bottom of his heart, but this person was really annoying!

Every time Houston wanted to cultivate a relationship with Mo Mengchen, the latter always used three sentences to spray the emotions that he had finally cultivated back to before liberation.

"Has I offended you?"

Houston thought about this matter more and more strange. Before Mo Mengchen came to the Pistons, the two must have no entanglement. How could there be a grudge?

"How can you offend me with a CP like you?"

"Damn, I admit defeat! I never fucking want to pass the ball for you again!"

Houston smashed the ball into Mo Mengchen's hand and left cursingly.

“This CP.”

Mo Mengchen was sweating - there must be many people who wanted to ask Mo Mengchen, what does CP mean?

This has to start from the beginning. Decades later, young people like to form various CPs, whether they are cartoon characters or film and television characters, and there are CPs in all walks of life. Those combinations with good chemical reactions are what everyone calls them.

But Mo Mengchen in his previous life was a widowed doctor who didn’t like the Internet or socialize. Of course, he didn’t understand that young people have so many slutty operations.

If he hadn't taken the most beautiful nurse in the hospital home at the most romantic age, he would probably have been alone for a lifetime.

Later, when he was old, he could always hear children say something that made up a CP, or some children pointed at the person next to him and said: We are CPs.

He was very surprised that CP could still be used like this in this era?

So, in his eyes, what is CP?

What most people think of CP is Couplin, which means pairing, but to him?

CP is the abbreviation of Cerebral  palsy.

CP: Cerebral palsy.

In other words, those who say "we are CP" in front of him, to him, mean "we have cerebral palsy."

So, that is to say, Houstons are scolded by Mo Mengchen for cerebral palsy countless times every day...

"Mo, I heard you beat Alan away again?" Hill asked.

For Mo Mengchen, this is a routine operation.

"Is there anything wrong?" Mo Mengchen did not deny it.

Hill said: "I know you're doing it for his own good, and I know you don't like some low-level mistakes, but you need to... be softer."

"Grant, every patient wants to see me in the operating room because I never fail, and if they don't do stupid things and don't say stupid things, I'll be gentle."

"Anyone will do something wrong and say something wrong."

"But if you keep doing stupid things and saying stupid things frequently, then there will be a problem."

Mo Mengchen pointed at his head: "Only CPs make mistakes frequently, but their behavior proves that they are not CPs. They just know their mistakes and do not correct them. How can you treat me kindly with such people?"

"Alan said he just suggested you strengthen your strength training. I think this is right, you shouldn't attack him that way."

After a long time, the idiot asked someone to report it.

"Do you know why I attacked him?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Hill said: "Because he always makes mistakes? Mo, Alan is like this. As long as you are patient, you can discover his strengths."

"He has as many shortcomings as he has, but I did not make a very stupid mistake because of this attack on him."

"What?"

"Everyone knows my injury history, everyone knows that I am not suitable for high-intensity training, but he asks me to practice strength. Does he want me to get hurt?"

Mo Mengchen's sharp words shocked Hill's speech so much that he became hesitant.

"He...he definitely doesn't know about this."

“It doesn’t matter.”

Mo Mengchen said: "I am familiar with the way each of you play. It took me half an hour to remember each of you scored hot and cold areas. I know you are good at playing games at what rhythm, and I can recite each of you injury history... I hope he knows me just like I know him, and you are the same."

"Joe is right, you're really special."
To be continued...