Although the Trail Blazers were only 16 points behind until the last five minutes, some people think that the game lost its suspense in the third quarter.

Mo Mengchen's steal, destined to be the top ten passes of the season, caused heated discussions on the scene - his tacit understanding with Hill, his reaction, his passing skills, and the sense of balance required to make this move are all amazing.

Mo Mengchen's supporters firmly believed that the game was over after that pass.

In this game tonight, the Pistons scored 129 points and defeated the Trail Blazers by 17 points.

Mo Mengchen made 11 of 20 shots, scored a triple-double with 32 points, 11 rebounds and 10 assists, and made a good start for this season with a sharp victory.

"Will you beat last season's finals opponents without Rashid, will this boost your morale?"

A reporter asked at the press conference.

Westfal replied: "It's a good match, and we're very inspired to win the match."

Later, the reporter asked Ricky Davis why he was suspended from the team.

Westfall replied proudly: "This is our team affairs, please don't ask if you are idle."

Back in the locker room, everyone sat together.

Ginobili was able to correct his mistakes for the first time, and he felt that he was new.

Moreover, he was honored to be named by Westfal.

"Manu, please tell us what mistakes you made tonight, how you will correct them, and what are your mistakes worthy of everyone's attention." Westfar asked with a smile.

Everyone looked at Ginobili.

The Argentinian stood up and said, "My defense is not good, and the offensive end is not decisive enough. I hope to perform more courage on the court in the future. As for these mistakes, I don't think they deserve everyone's attention. I am a rookie, I will make rookie mistakes. Others probably won't, they are all old birds."

This is the art of speaking. Ginobili didn't flatter anyone clearly, but everyone felt comfortable.

Even Ricky Davis thought this guy was on the way.

"Mo." Westfall called Momonchen.

Mo Mengchen stood up, and Ginobili looked at Mo Mengchen curiously, wondering how the father, who performed perfectly tonight, would criticize him.

"Please forgive my honesty. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't imagine what mistake I made tonight. I will try to make some mistakes in the future competition so that we can have some topics of conversation."

Mo Mengchen spoke in a stern tone with a stern face, and Ginobili was frightened.

Can this game still be played like this? Isn’t this a serious game?

For a novices, there are many things that need to be learned and used to.

It would be better for them to start a new season with a big win.

Hotel room

Hill is watching tonight's game editing carefully, and Mo Mengchen deliberately asked someone to edit the round of their double-team Weber.

Barkley sat at the table and prepared for a midnight snack.

"Mo, this move shouldn't be prepared for Chris?"

After watching for a long time, Hill asked.

"Although I don't like this softie, his passes are indeed desirable. If this routine works for him, it can work for other insiders," Mo Mengchen said.

Judging from the effect, it works.

Webber's pass was indeed excellent. The Pistons targeted the whole game. He relied on himself, both strong attacks and passes, and forced the game to the last five minutes.

Rashid said disdainfully: "If I could get a shot tonight, this pussy would definitely not be able to perform so well."

As soon as the roaring Tianzun finished speaking, a roll of eyes from the kitchen glanced at him.

So why can't you fight? Who should I blame?

This murderous look made Rashid take the initiative to change the subject. He quickly came to the kitchen like a Jingba who was asking for food from his master and asked, "Mo, what are you doing?"

"Breaking fish noodles."

Rashid didn't know what a blast fish was.

This is a special noodle in the south of the country. Mo Mengchen ate it several times when he went on a business trip there in his previous life. He was very impressed. Later, he learned it by slowly fiddling at home.

Because this is the United States, he doesn't expect Americans to accept fried fish, such as fried fish, so he had to change their ingredients. Only his own portion is the real fried fish noodles.

"Mo, how about we discuss something?"

Rashid's grandmother told him that to get his friend to agree to something very difficult, he would use the method he taught him to deal with Mo Mengchen when he was not focused or his anger had already subsided - only when this matter made him angry - he would now use the method he taught him to deal with Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen focused on looking at the noodles in the pot: "What's the matter?"

"Ricky wants to play the game..." Rashid mentioned casually.

"Hmm?" Mo Mengchen looked at him with a subtle look, "Which did he ask you to come?"

"No, no!" Rashid shook his head continuously.

Barkley and Hill heard the movement and watched.

Rashid said: "He was wrong with this, but he didn't know it either. If he knew that those people were carrying Dama, he would never let me get into that car, and he wouldn't play. We were short of people on the wings, and the Grant race mission would be aggravated, right, mom?"

Hill pretended not to hear that, so he didn't want to get involved in this matter.

Although Rashid was right, banning Davis was Momonchen's decision.

Mo Mengchen picked up the noodles and the fragrant smell came towards him, and the whole room felt a taste.

Barkley's stomach made a sound, and he looked at the noodles in the pot with a hot look; "Mo, hurry up and serve me a bowl."

Mo Mengchen quickly served him a bowl and asked Rashid: "Can you eat it?"

Rashid's eyes turned back and forth on the warm face. After swallowing a few saliva, he still wanted to finish the business first: "Ricky knew he was wrong."

"Every prisoner in the prison knows that he is wrong. Do you think they will be released early?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Rashid makes his last effort: "If you perform well."

"This matter is not to be discussed, he is responsible for it. I ask you to tell him to learn more from the Japanese. Even if he wants to die, he will find someone with no place to die and don't cause trouble for others." Mo Mengchen interrupted Rashid, who wanted to continue to argue for Davis. "If you mention this again, I have to invite you out of the room and give your share to Chuck. He thinks he will happily accept your late-night snack."

Momeng dust did not get in, and Rashid had to give up resistance and muttered: "How can this work? He finally lost weight successfully. How can I put him in this situation?"

They said Ricky Davis at a moment, and then they said midnight snacks. Hill just wanted to talk about the game. He wanted to know who Mo Mengchen prepared these routines tonight.

Mo Mengchen didn't say anything, he had no way to speak, and Rashid and Barkley were still trying to bring the topic into the ditch.

Hill held it in for a night, but in the end he didn't ask any questions. After the midnight snack, they went back to their rooms.

Until he was dreaming at night, Hill dreamed that he was asking Mo Mengchen this question.

As a result, there were Rashid and Barkley in this dream. Hill was distressed for a long time in the dream, and couldn't help but get angry and shut up, and then asked Mo Mengchen for a clear question.

Just when Mo Mengchen was about to tell him the answer, the alarm clock woke up Devil Mountain.

In order to know the truth, Hill ignored it's only six o'clock in the morning and came to Mo Mengchen's door in his pajamas and knocked several times.

"The fucking best you're not knocking on the wrong room!" Mo Mengchen's face darkened.

Obviously, he was woken up.

Hill asked, "Tell me, what was the purpose of pressing Chris Webber so tight yesterday? Who are you putting a trap on? Who is our final opponent?"

Just for this?

Although he really had some plans, he hoped that the matter would be kept confidential for the time being.

Mo Mengchen said to Hill seriously, "What's the condom? Why is your heart so dark? This is why you woke me up early in the morning? Your conscience is despicable? Do you think I am the kind of devil who is calculating others all day long? Is your world still bright? Can you open the window in your heart and let the sun shine in? This world is still beautiful, and people's hearts are not as dark as you imagined. Now, please get out. If you knock on my door for this matter, I will definitely kill you!"

What's wrong with this world? What does a person like Mo Mengchen actually say, "The human heart is not as dark as you imagined?"

Hill looked at the closed door incredibly and said to himself, "I must have not woken up."

Although Mo Mengchen did not admit that he was making traps for others, Hill knew that this matter must be a fraud. He was unwilling to say that it was nothing more than fear of leaking the secret.

They fought side by side for four years, and Hill really knew him so well.

In the 9596 season, in order to make people think that his left hand is not threatening, Mo Mengchen played a season of right hand attack. As a result, people still think that his left hand is not good.

9697 season... No, he shouldn't have done anything bad this season, because Doug Collins, the Pistons were in a state of self-destruction that season.

In the 9798 season, in order to surprise the Bulls, he suppressed his speed. The explosion in the Eastern Conference Finals almost buried the Bulls dynasty in one fell swoop.

In the 9899 season, given that the finals have not been long, there is no need to say more, right?

This person is definitely a dark heart. Hill doesn't believe that he doesn't plot against others. He has definitely started!

Double-teaming against Webber, blocking the pass is part of the plan.

The Pistons returned to Detroit on a special plane.

During this period, Hill kept staring at Mo Mengchen.

"Are you wrong?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Hill said angrily: "Tell me the truth!"

"Working with me for four years, you don't believe me? I said no, it's not!" Mo Mengchen was inexplicably injured.

Hill is immune to his acting skills and shows a ruthless look: "I believe you, you evil devil with a dark heart!"

They originally wanted to sleep on the plane, but from the plane took off and arrived in Detroit, the two of them sprayed the whole way.

The content of the spray is not duplicated, and there is almost no swearing.
Chapter completed!