It was already twelve noon when I returned to Galritton Apartment.

Aaron Bennett helped Momonchen take out his luggage and asked, "Do you need me to do anything?"

"No, you can do it yourself."

The subtext was to stay where the coolness was, and he hoped that Bennett could understand it.

Mo Mengchen pulled his luggage and walked out of the parking lot, and then heard a harsh scream. Yes, it was his fans.

Some people went to the airport, some people used a trick to remove firewood from the cauldron, blocking the parking lot of Galritton's apartment.

Mo Mengchen was stunned and regretted that the parking lot was too exposed and could not sneak out of here. He could only call Bennett and ask him to call the security guard over to maintain order.

"Mo, it seems that they are not all stupid pigs."

Bennett said with a smile.

No matter how stupid a person is, he will become smarter if he suffers too much.

Mo Mengchen has released fans and pigeons once or twice. There must be many fans returning to the airport many times, so he came up with this method.

Whenever this happens, Mo Mengchen wants to buy the entire street nearby and put it into the people he hires to do business, using these people as eyeliners to guard against fans.

But this matter is very costly, and the target of being guarded is not a terrorist, but a brainless fan who is not bad at him. Although they have done a lot of brainless things, they are essentially facing Mo Mengchen's side. He cannot do it too much unless he can't help it.

Dozens of security guards heard that the boss was blocked in the parking lot by brainless fans, and rushed to open the road. They were tall, covered in flesh and fierce, and they were not easy to deal with.

Under their protection, Mo Mengchen waved to the brainless fans while entering the apartment.

"If anyone slips into the apartment, your salary will be gone this month."

As soon as he entered the apartment, Mo Mengchen's smile disappeared.

Saying this sentence that made the security guard feel helpless, those people are not pests, why are they afraid of being like this?

Mo Mengchen was also helpless. If he had known this day, why would he have been there? If he hadn't revealed his true identity at the Grammy, he would have lived a few more peaceful days now.

Those good times that were living in heaven were gone, and he had to accept this fact.

Room 250 of Galritton Apartment

It really needs to be renovated here, and Mo Mengchen plans to reorganize it at the end of the season.

There were no conditions before, but now there is no time.

He will only get busier and busier in the future. While the offseason is approaching, he will renovate Garyton and add some alarm facilities, so he will be better off like the villain's mansion in American blockbusters, with various cross-age alarm machines.

Momonchen opened the room and saw Adrian watching TV with Jessica at 260, while Medela was lying on the sofa reading newspapers in an unhealthy position.

"Doctor Mo!"

Hearing the child's movement, Medela quickly changed to a lady sitting position.

Does she think she has any image in my eyes?

Medela's reaction made Mo Mengchen feel interesting. He stared at her for a while and said, "You can continue to lie down like a lazy person."

"I...I..." Medela wanted to defend herself, but unfortunately she was exhausted.

Adrian mentioned last night's game and helped Medela clear: "Doctor Mo, last night's game was great. My sister and I were so excited that we couldn't sleep all night!"

"Is that true?" Mo Mengchen glanced at Jessica and asked, "Don't you go to school today?"

Adrian's explanation surprised Mo Mengchen a little, because the Pistons won the game last night, so their school decided to have a day off.

I can only say that private schools are willful.

"Where is Jessica? You're on holiday too?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Jessica nodded and said, "Yes, because today is Larry Bird Day."

Well, there is Larry Bird Day in Detroit?

If there are Bird Day or Bird Day in Boston or Bird Day in the Eating and Sleeping Day, Mo Mengchen would not be surprised at all.

Bird is one of the most successful superstars in the history of the Celtics, second only to Lord of the Rings Russell and King of Iron Halfricek. He was active in the era when the NBA was approaching collapse and saved the league with the magician. His topic and popularity were by no means comparable to those two prehistoric superstars who were active in black and white videos in the 1970s and even the 1960s.

There is Larry Bird Day in Detroit?

Bird brought only pain to Detroit.

One of the three most famous former championships in Celtic history, Bird stole the Smiling Assassin's serve in the last few seconds of the Eastern Conference Finals eleven years ago, and passed the ball to Dennis Johnson, who cut in the inch, who made a layup and beat the buzzer.

That goal killed Detroit's spirit and delayed their meeting with the Lakers for a year.

"Today is May 30?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Medela nodded.

That's right.

The game eleven years ago was May 30. Perhaps it was to remember this scene that made the whole city sad, so there would be such a festival.

But I didn't expect that a school would have a holiday on this day. In this way, the principal of this school must be a loyal basketball fan. These children probably wouldn't understand the inside story of this festival, and even regard Larry Bird as their hero. I wonder if this is ironic?

Mo Mengchen put down his luggage and prepared lunch.

He first called Ephraim to inform her about the situation at home.

"Sister is back?"

Adrian asked.

"No, she wants to prepare a case, and the trial will begin in the afternoon." Mo Mengchen said.

“yes!”

Adrian swung his fat fist excitedly to show how happy he was.

Because if Ephraim was there, he would definitely control his appetite, and his weight would definitely be overweight for a 12-year-old child.

Mo Mengchen doesn't regard this as a problem. He envies these people who can eat fat.

It's different like him. He is usually hard to die if he wants to gain weight. In his eyes, a little fat man like Adrian, who is fattening with whatever he eats, is simply the chosen son of God.

"Oh, I really envy you, no matter how you eat, you will gain weight."

Momonchen made a greasy lunch and Adrian was having fun.

"Doctor Mo, do you think my sister likes to worry about it? I will definitely lose weight in the future. Now it's nothing to be fatter? When I grow taller, will the meat on my body be distributed?"

Adrian said in a daze.

That's why there are so many fat people in this world.

Mo Mengchen was too lazy to point out Adrian.

Medela insists on destroying the child's dream: "It's different. You will also gain weight while growing taller."

Adrian was eating chicken wings. When she heard that, her teeth seemed to be broken and could not bite.

Jessica, who was sitting next to Adrian, asked Mo Mengchen: "Doctor Mo, is this true?"

If Mo Mengchen's answer was yes, he would definitely not dare to eat it.

Mo Mengchen enjoys watching others eat foods they cook. The happier they eat, the more satisfaction they get.

Medela insisted on ruining this special moment.

"She is right. She will gain weight while growing, but we can also lose weight."

The two children regained their vitality.

"Can..."

"Shut up!"

Mo Mengchen stopped Medela, who still wanted to destroy the atmosphere.

Medela's performance fully demonstrates how terrible it is to date a woman who is not ideal.

These days she has found seven or eight dates in Meili Jiayuan, but unfortunately none of them like her.

No, it’s not just unpleasant. Compared with those people, Mo Mengchen’s shortcomings cannot be considered shortcomings.

"Tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Mengchen saw something wrong with her. After lunch, he sat on the sofa and switched the TV channels casually.

"After my experiments, I'm very pessimistic about the prospects of that dating website." Medela said in disappointment, "There are too many perverted users in it!"

Her complaints did not attract Mo Mengchen's attention.

Although there are other users who complain like Medela, that is a minority, and there are still many people who are successful in joining hands here.

What does this mean? It means that perversion is only a small part.

Moreover, it is very likely that they have problems with the conditions for selecting objects.

"If Meili Jiayuan really has many perverted users, our website will not be able to be installed."

“Then why…”

"If you encounter perverted objects every time, it means that the problem lies with yourself." Mo Mengchen asked, "What are your filtering criteria?"
To be continued...