"asshole!"

Just ten seconds later, Atkinson made a heavy blow to make Mo Mengchen pay the price. His movements were reasonable and legal, but his opponent was really good at acting.

Because his figure was too short, the referee could only see his impact, but not how the two of them collided.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen just needs to act like he was hit by a truck and fell backward perfectly.

"Beep!"

Atkinson stood there in a daze.

"I said, people with IQs less than 60 should not play basketball, be good to you and others."

Mo Mengchen got up and said to Atkinson, who was completely stiff in his body and brain: "Believe me, your teammates want to kill you now, you are screwing up their trial."

Atkinson looked back sharply.

Although he did not read the mind and could not read the meaning of the micro-expression, he did feel the dissatisfaction of everyone with him.

It was also after this round that Mo Mengchen began to cooperate partially with Kyle, and he gave the second position with NBA prospects three consecutive opportunities and scored twice.

"How should I praise this guy?"

Xia En smiled bitterly: "He has control over the whole situation."

Due to Atkinson's aberrations and Kyle's high-level defensive output, the Blacks completely collapsed.

After the first half, they lost 18 points.

Such a huge score difference is like an NBA team playing a CBA team.

There is no suspense in the game, but they still cannot give up because victory is irrelevant. What they have to do is show their own characteristics.

With Atkinson here, they are destined to show their own knowledge in front of the Suns' coaching staff.

Mo Mengchen is getting more and more accustomed to the rhythm on the field.

In the second half, he called Klaus to come up and roll, then took a light step, accelerated to pass the change of defense, leaned against the opponent's body, and raised the ball. He heard the whistle and picked it up gently.

"Bang!"

“And  one!”

Colangelo always felt that Mo Mengchen was too dependent on the people around him and was useless. Coupled with such a terrifying injury history, he was more inclined toward Kyle.

This goal made him slightly better.

In this game, Mo Mengchen showed not only the opponents who suppressed the scene, but also had extremely special personal potential.

"He made everyone around him play happily."

Westfall said so.

44 to 15

The White Team beat the Black Team like a high school student, like a tank running over a bicycle, and easily won the game.

At the end of the game, Kyle ran to him and said, "It's so interesting to play with you, good luck."

At the beginning, Kyle was a little arrogant, but now he has completely lowered his posture.

"Mo, if you pass me a few more balls, my back attack is OK." Klaus didn't play very well.

Mo Mengchen said: "I just think we need to let them live."

He had a long face and suddenly made a joke, which made everyone laugh.

At this time, Mo Mengchen saw a few lines of words floating in front of him.

"Creating three mistakes from the opponent."

"Get 8 assists."

“Personal rating A-.”

“Team Rating A.”

“Win the game.”

“Reward:910.”

Mo Mengchen's eyes opened and closed, and the green information for completing the task disappeared.

At the end of the game, the coaching staff gathered the staff again.

Atkinson stood in the corner, he didn't dare to face Mo Mengchen at all.

Today is unique for many people present, some of them have won the team's favor, while others have lost the opportunity to join the Suns.
Chapter completed!