The night of defeating the bobcats is no different from before.

Mo Mengchen usually accepts on-site interviews and attends post-match press conferences.

Because Hill came to watch the game, the most questions the reporter asked were about Hill.

"Each of us hopes Grant will come back soon, but it's a step-by-step process," Mo Mengchen said. "Like he said, I won't make a comeback this season, thank you for your concern."

Back in the locker room, Mo Mengchen saw Hill helping Frause do the work like a coach: "There are nine games left, don't slack off. You should know that the regular season is just a warm-up. For us, only by entering the playoffs can this season really begin."

"That's right!"

Hill was very satisfied with the echoes of the crowd, and he nodded and said, "Anyway, it is important to keep a heart that is moving forward, just like we have done in the past seven years!"

"Well said, Grant." Frauses and Momonchen walked in.

Frauses' arrival made Hill hand over the stage.

Frauses didn't say much, he looked at the team members and added a few words: "After going back, have a good rest. If you have time to play in the nightclub, you will have time to go home and have a good sleep."

"yes!"

Everyone answered together, and Frause finished speaking.

Frauses has not talked much after the game and does not make any summary after the game, because it will waste a lot of time. After a game, players who are overloaded in physical and mental states will not want to hear the coach's comments the least.

This is the experience that Frause has gained from years of teaching assistant work.

Summary is of course important, but no matter how many vaccinations he gives to the player, he will always make mistakes and will not change just because he has held a few more summaries.

So, why not let these exhausted guys go?

After Frauses left, Momonchen habitually took off his top.

Seeing Mo Mengchen's strong lump meat, Hill expressed envy: "Oh, I think half a year ago, I'm stronger than you."

What happened half a year ago still has to be remembered?

"As long as you work hard enough, you can still develop a strong body." Dr. Mo always speaks without any room for anything.

Hill gave him a blank look: "Listen to what you said, if I didn't practice it, wouldn't it mean I was not diligent enough?"

Duke top students are Duke top students, and they still have the ability to read comprehension.

"That's right, that's what I mean." Mo Mengchen smiled.

Hill said angrily: "Then have you considered that I am no longer young? Can you expect a 34-year-old man to spend all day in the power room like a young man? I also need to rest, okay?"

The old man in his sixties and seventies has a lot of inspiration for his fitness. Do you still need to find it?

Mo Mengchen was too lazy to talk to him nonsense: "If you want to be lazy, I won't stop you. Please don't say it so tragically. What's wrong with the age of 34? It's not 44."

"Why don't you have any empathy?"

"If it were me, I would have trained it." Mo Mengchen said without any doubt.

Hill did not doubt the authenticity of this sentence, and he also believed that Mo Mengchen could practice it.

This is the first time that Martel Webster has seen the unique scenery in the Pistons - Daddy and Mom.

In fact, this was also the first time he had met Hill.

Momonchen stood up and walked towards the shower room. Webster hurried over and said hello: "Hello, Grant, my name is Martel Webster."

"I know you." Hill took over the conversation after he finished speaking. "I have watched a lot of games in the hospital. I am deeply impressed by your vitality. In fact, you can shoot more three-pointers. Even if you don't become a ball-holder, with your current defense and excellent three-pointers, it will be enough for you to survive in the league."

Webster was surprised and happy. He didn't expect Hill to care about his lottery show that could only play in the second team.

"Yes!" Webster shouted excitedly, "I will work hard!"

Ginobili joked: "My mom is back, and spring in the locker room is back."

Mo Mengchen was not interested in listening to how these people discussed what season was in the locker room under his rule. He took a shower quickly, which was his habit.

Every time he finished the game, he would go back to the locker room to take a shower, change his clothes and attend the press conference, and after he came back, he would take a simple shower.

He always had a feeling that being with those reporters would cause him to be infected with bacteria.

Although he is very willing to believe that media reporters are self-disciplined, he just can't change this habit.

It takes several minutes for someone to take a shower, but it takes ten minutes for Mo Mengchen to take a shower.

Moreover, he was very precise in these ten minutes, and the deviation did not exceed half a minute each time.

Mo Mengchen walked out of the shower room, only Hill was left here.

"If you want to have a drink with me, you've found the wrong person." Mo Mengchen said, "I'm not in this mood."

"You seem to be worried," Hill said.

Mo Mengchen did not answer him. If he was too familiar with others, such a problem would arise, and he would not be able to hide anything in his heart.

He quickly put on his clothes, said goodbye to Hill and then separated.

Hill went to the channel with the most fans, while Mo Mengchen went to the channel with his father-in-law being responsible.

At the same time, at the same place, Pedro Underwood Orrena, is still in this place.

Mo Mengchen has been observing him for more than a month. Every time he passes here, Pedro will greet him, but he will not make any other requests.

Since he signed Pedro's autograph, he seemed to have no other ideas and honestly stood in front of the cleaner day after day.

Mo Mengchen was waiting for him to show off his own initiative, but he seemed to be satisfied with the status quo.

"Good evening, Underwood," Momonchen said.

Underwood didn't expect Mo Mengchen to call him by his name on his own initiative. He usually greeted him: "Tonight's game was great, I watched most of the game in the aisle!"

This is the welfare of every cleaner. Although the management department clearly stipulates that cleaners cannot watch competitions during work, basically no one will implement this regulation.

This is a rule that exists in name only.

"I gave you the signature last time, I don't know what the response was?" Mo Mengchen took the initiative to raise the topic.

Pedro smiled, and the lie opened his mouth and said, "My grandson kissed me three times for this. I have never been so close to him. Thank you so much!"

It is worthy of being a father-in-law who has been jailed for 18 years due to economic crimes. Opening his mouth is a lie that is unquestionable.

"So, your grandson is Ephraim..." Mo Mengchen couldn't help it. He had been trying to wait for Pedro to showdown, but now he could no longer wait, "Adrian?"

A drastic change occurred on Pedro's face. He did not expect Mo Mengchen to suddenly reveal his secret.

"you..."

"I have already greeted you to the management department. You don't have to go to work tonight." Mo Mengchen said, "Let's find a place to have a drink."

After being shocked, Mo Mengchen's father-in-law smiled relievedly and said, "It seems that this is the only way, no one can refuse dor.mo."

In order not to attract media attention, Mo Mengchen brought Pedro to the most unlikely place to leak the news, his restaurant - the steak master.

Mo Mengchen had already informed the clerk to clear the shop in advance, so after they arrived at the steak god, there was no one at the scene.

Momonchen and Pedro chose a seat casually.

"Order a few things to eat." Mo Mengchen said.

"I've been here a few times and I like the steak here." Pedro smiled.

So Mo Mengchen asked someone to prepare two-point steak and two bottles of red wine.

After half a minute of silence, Mo Mengchen broke the almost frozen atmosphere: "I want to know, what purpose do you have?"

"Purpose?" Pedro smiled, "Is it counting to ask for a dor.mo's autograph? My purpose seems to have been achieved, and I am satisfied."

It was difficult for Mo Mengchen to believe his words.

The same thing is said, after all, this is my father-in-law who has been imprisoned for 18 years for economic crimes.

"Do you know I am one of the investors of the Imperial Axis Arena?" Mo Mengchen continued to see that he did not answer, "I can easily let the management department fire you. If you don't tell the truth, I can only do this."

"Even if I am the father of Ephraim?"

"Yes."

"Even if Ephraim will be sad about it?"

Mo Mengchen laughed out loud. Did the father-in-law think he didn't understand the inside story, or did he really think that Ephraim would be sad about this?

She hates you so much, do you know?

"It is precisely because I don't want Ephraim to be sad that I have to figure it out." Mo Mengchen said slowly, "I have a few questions, please answer truthfully."

Pedro once again spoke the classic advertising slogan: "No one can reject the dor.mo."

Mo Mengchen’s first question: “As far as I know, you’ve been out of jail for two years, why are you here in Detroit now?”

At this time, the waiter brought the steak and red wine.

The scent of the nose made Pedro smile. He did not lie. He had indeed been here before, and it was a nostalgic expression.

After the waiter walked away, Pedro said, "I don't want to bother Ephraim. I never thought of bothering her until I learned that she was married to Dor.mo."

What does it feel like when you listen to a person bringing yourself up in a third-person tone?

This feeling is very strange.

Pedro said: "Later I heard that she had four children, and I just wanted to see my grandchildren and granddaughter..."

Mo Mengchen didn't have much doubt about Pedro's words.

This is human nature.

"I contacted Ephraim through some relatives, but she refused to even say something to me. I tried it a few times and then gave up..."
Chapter completed!