At the end of the half, 59 to 44, the Pistons fell 15 points behind.

The fans were not satisfied, the commentator had doubts, the players looked heavy, and the Pistons were in a serious crisis, and these problems were not something that a rookie coach like Frauses could solve.

Mo Mengchen did not give a passionate speech either, as if the matter had just passed and the second half continued.

"Mo, do you want to watch the game lose?"

Before the second half began, Barkley spoke to Mo Mengchen.

Mo Mengchen gave a negative answer: "I only consider winning."

"It seems we think the same thing." Barkley said to Momonchen. "I have never beaten Michael. I don't want to lose to him anymore, do you understand?"

Mo Mengchen said, "I don't understand very much." He wanted to know how much Barkley was willing to pay for victory.

Barkley asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"You do whatever Rodman does." Mo Mengchen needed him to give up the attack.

Barkley said affirmatively: "You're optimistic."

The opening ball of the third quarter is in the hands of the Pistons. The opening ball of the jump and lose can be beneficial, so you can get the opening ball of the second and third quarters. If you need a goal to help the team start, this is a good opportunity.

Barkley sent the ball to Mo Mengchen and ran to the frontcourt silently like everyone else.

But it's not exactly the same. Barkley no longer goes to the low post. He uses his strong body to create opportunities for others at the high post like Rodman.

The last time Barkley worked so hard to cover his empty-handed may have been traced back to his rookie season, where he joined the defending champions 76ers, with his teammates Dr. J and Moses Malone. With these two big guys, no matter how proud Barkley is, he has to do some simple and rough work honestly.

In fact, no matter what he does, Mo Mengchen will not pass the ball just because he creates an opportunity.

He only believes in himself now.

"I bet, Dr. Mo is about to score!" Adrian stood up and shouted as if he could see Mo Mengchen's thoughts.

"Don't talk nonsense." Ephraim was about to let him sit down, but Mo Mengchen was out of the sheath in front of Harper's defense.

With a three-pointer on the top of the arc, Harper put him one meter away.

It is unimaginable in the first two seasons. This season, Mo Mengchen deliberately reduced his three-point shooting percentage, especially the three-point shooting percentage at the top of the arc, which dropped below 40. The Bulls must have conducted in-depth research on this, so Harper defended like this.

Mo Mengchen no longer wants to disguise himself.

Isn't it just for the present?

"Swish!"

"Are you guessing I'll score the next goal?" After leaving this sentence, Mo Mengchen turned around and left.

47 to 59

Ephraim looked at his younger brother in surprise. She didn't believe that Adrian knew Momonchen more than he had with her. If this was the case, then her girlfriend would be too failure.

"How do you know that Dr. Mo is going to score?" Ephraim asked.

Adrian said confidently: "Look at the expression."

"What expression?"

"Doctor Mo just looked like "You idiots have disappointed me so much!"" Adrian said vividly.

Headed by Jordan, everyone in the Bulls obviously did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

They still have a 12-point lead. Mo Mengchen's three-pointer just now is like a desperate gambling in their eyes. He just happened to make a bet. You know, that position is the position with the worst three-point shooting percentage this season!

Standing on the sidelines, you can see many secrets outside of basketball.

Mo Mengchen is rare, and just shooting can make people feel whether there are any shooters.

His touch was as soft as silk. From him, the Zen master remembered the Lakers' legend Jamal Wilkes. The touch was also soft. As long as he made a move, the result could be judged by his feeling.

Mo Mengchen just felt that he would definitely enter.

That position is clearly the worst position he has shot, why is he so decisive?

The Zen Master remembered how accurate his arc top three-pointers were in last season and rookie season, and he lost his former divine accuracy because of the extended three-point line.

That's what the Zen master thinks.

At this moment, Jordan dribbled into the inside line, and was dismissed when he changed defense. The flying man's pride was beyond words. He faced Barkley with close body, turned around softly, trying to show a drifting penalty area backward jump shot.

He really doesn't take Barkley seriously.

"Go to smoke your fucking cigar!" Barkley gave out his hat.

Houston picked up the basketball and his first reaction was to look for Mo Mengchen.

"What a fast speed!"

The audience exclaimed, and people began to forget that his leg injury had not healed.

Mo Mengchen galloped and dribbled in the frontcourt. He was at the top of the arc. The scam he set up with one hand must also be ended by him.

"Another three-pointer!"

"Doro made a comeback!!!"

50 to 59

The steady Zen master could not sit still.

If the team's offense never improves again, he will call for a timeout.

The third quarter was originally the Bulls' specialty. They have killed the game in this quarter countless times in the past three years. Should they do the opposite tonight?

The more dazzling Mo Mengchen is, the more he blames himself.

If he could perform better, Mo Mengchen would not have to risk a second injury to take over the offense. If his three-pointer was as sanctioned as Mo Mengchen to empty his opponent, the team's offense would not have been so difficult.

Hill was in a daze and lost defense.

Pi Peng had a big open space. Although his three-pointer tonight was not good, such a large open space was already a crime without passing the ball.

Jordan waved his pass with one hand.

"I'm not like you, a top student!"

Pi Peng said with a heart-wrenching voice, hit a three-pointer and helped the team breathe a sigh of relief.

62 to 50

"What's the problem with you?"

Hill heard Mo Mengchen's roar.

Now it is the time to get points, and their defense needs to be stronger. Hill gave Pi Peng an open position at this time. Mo Mengchen's anger was difficult to calm down and he sprayed out on the spot.

Hill said: "Sorry, my fault."

"No one will blame you if you score a goal. Everyone has times when they feel bad." Mo Mengchen's expression darkened, "If you don't defend well, just get off!"

The same thing, Mo Mengchen said to many people.

This was probably the first time Hill heard Mo Mengchen say this to him - get off.

"this"

Those words said to Jerome Williams and others, there was no problem, but that person was Hill.

Frauses was stunned.

"Mo, you can't solve the problem like this." Barkley sent the ball.

Mo Mengchen was furious. For this round of series, he finally got here from last year to now, but he was the only one who prepared.

He should act as a pioneer to cause trouble for the Bulls, and even beat Pippen to make a shit-like performance.

"It seems that even Mo can't stand you anymore." Pippen gloated in front of Hill.

calm,

calm.

Momonchen dribbled in front of Harper, reminding himself over and over again.

You don’t have to be angry, you shouldn’t be angry, now is not the time to be angry.

He raised his left hand and asked Hill, who is the most unsuitable to cooperate with him, to come up to pick-and-roll. Hill did not hesitate, and ran over decisively and stood by him.

"Don't you give up?"

Harper couldn't help asking when he saw Mo Mengchen passing the ball.

"none of your business?"

After saying that, Mo Mengchen rudely knocked Harper down.

The referee ignored this illegal confrontation.

"Damn it!" Harper cursed.

Hill lost Pipen's defense after getting the ball, dribbling and laying.

Seeing this scene, Walton said: "Grant Hill still has the ability to dominate the game, but he is possessed by the demons, and now they need more communication."
To be continued...