With an easy victory, the Pistons won eleven consecutive victories in the opening season.

The Knicks' veteran can't keep up with the Pistons' pace. At the end of the half, the score difference has reached 0 points. This ongoing massacre really makes people wonder if there is a team that can stop them.

At the end of the game, the Pistons scored 128 points, 4 points more than the previous average.

In a metropolis like New York, everything will be magnified.

Mo Mengchen's triple-double, Hill's off-duty 0 points and 10 rebounds, Rashid's T, and Alan Houston accepted the invitation from the New York Theater and will soon serve as a supporting role in "The Twin Cities".

With just like this, he actually had to act in "The Legend of the Two Cities". Mo Mengchen was really worried that Dickens would crawl out of the grave in anger.

After the game, the Pistons will rest for two days in New York.

Generally, it is one day, because the next stop is Indiana and the game time is two days later. The Pistons team unanimously agreed that there will be better training results in New York, so the departure date was postponed.

At noon the next day, Xiao Dura invited Mo Mengchen to have lunch.

Mo Mengchen asked him to find a place that tasted delicious, does not require too high style, is affordable, and will not be disturbed by others.

This is difficult, so how can you not be disturbed if the price is affordable?

Xiao Dula thought for a long time before she realized that Mo Mengchen asked him to book the entire restaurant so that he would not be disturbed.

Oyster Restaurant at Central Station

Oysters can be said to be the most famous dish in New York in the 20th century. They cost a penny and had enough food for six cents.

It is said to be a restaurant that every person who comes to New York must visit.

The Oyster Bar and the New York Railway Station are open at the same time, with a long history.

Today they welcomed distinguished customers like Mo Mengchen. The whole store was very nervous, fearing that they would neglect the superstar and spread their bad reputation to his fans who were desperate.

"You guys played well last night." As soon as I heard Dura say this, I can be sure that he has not paid attention to the Pistons' game recently.

We scored 128 points and narrowly won by 4 points to ourselves who averaged 124 points per game. How could we say that we played well?

"Speak something about it if you have something to do."

Mo Mengchen was too lazy to talk to him about these meaningless topics.

"Are you so anxious? OK." Xiao Dura smiled, "Do you still remember the party I told you?"

Mo Mengchen didn't need an answer, he seemed to listen carefully.

Xiao Dula continued: "Not to mention what industry you are doing behind the scenes. Even if you are not a businessman, as a famous doctor, you are enough to enter such occasions. I think there are many people who are very interested in knowing you, or even you understand."

"I don't know very well, you'd better make it clear." Mo Mengchen was eating oysters, "Otherwise I should reject your invitation."

"How can you? You promised me!"

"No, I didn't promise you that day," Mo Mengchen said, "You rudely hung up my phone before I rejected you."

Little Dura smiled awkwardly: "I thought you wouldn't refuse based on our friendship."

Then you really have to ask yourself.

Mo Mengchen said lightly: "I haven't made a decision yet, you can try to convince me in the end."

"Ok." said the little Dura, "you should want to make more friends, right? Even if you can't bring them any benefits, they are willing to know you. No one will reject a skilled doctor, and some may be in need of your help."

Little Dura said: "As long as you appear, I promise you will become a star, a 50-60-year-old old man, a 30-40-year-old mature woman."

"etc!"

"Tiger and wolf?" Mo Mengchen stared at him vigilantly, "Is it still a mature woman?"

Mo Mengchen obviously didn't notice that in his way of understanding, the saying "The bad old man in his fifties and sixties" sounded more dangerous.

"Most of them are very empty and lonely. With your personality charm, I think there is no problem, hahaha~~~"

Little Dura smiled lewdly.

I should break up with him.

Mo Mengchen said: "Time, place"

Of course, he definitely wasn't for the so-called mature women. As Little Dura said, it would be no harm to know more people.

"What are the arrangements for noon?" asked Little Dura.

"There is no arrangement except for training." Mo Mengchen said.

Dura Jr. laughed and said, "I heard that Michael Woods is preparing for a competition in New York a few months later. Are you interested in getting to know him?"

“I have no interest in golf.”

Mo Mengchen rejected Dura and participated in the afternoon team training in time.

However, several people missed the training that afternoon.

Rashid was missing for no reason and had no trace. Apart from being sure that he was still alive, Westfar knew nothing about his situation.

Alan Houston missed training due to the theater.

Joe Dumas takes leave.

Barkley was sitting on the side watching the show even though he came to the training hall on the grounds of being unwell.

Jerome Williams is late, and he is undoubtedly the worst one today.

With so many incidents, Mo Mengchen was full of anger and just vented on him: "It seems that you are already a superstar, and you are actually later than everyone."

Williams almost got scared to the point of diarrhea.

"Don't, listen to my explanation"

"There's nothing to explain, you're late, neither Grant and I were late, nor everyone else, everyone in the coaching staff was late, you're late."

Mo Mengchen pointed at the training hall, and the meaning was very obvious.

The Pistons' punishment regulations are to be late and run ten laps to the training hall.

The Henry Ford Training Center is not big, ten laps are an acceptable punishment, and the training hall provided by the rich Knicks to the visiting team is different.

Williams was disgraced and silently put down his things on his body and received punishment.

Mo Mengchen looked at the three rookies in the 1998th class with murderous aura: "He doesn't recommend you learn from him."

"We only won eleven regular season games!" Mo Mengchen shouted, "eleven games!"

The afternoon training was destined to be very sad. Many people lacked training, so Mo Mengchen could only vent his anger on these people.

If Hill hadn't been on the spot to adjust, many people would have collapsed on the spot.

Even Westfall felt that Mo Mengchen put too much pressure on others.

After the training, Westfall asked Momonchen to communicate.

"Mo, you are the most responsible player I have ever met."

An extremely typical opening remark, first praise it and then tell the problem.

Momonchen waited for Westfall to say the key point.

"You are undoubtedly the leader of the team, but you need to reduce your intensity a little bit," Westfal said. "They are not computer programs, not machinery, and you will have problems, and you have to be considerate of them."

Mo Mengchen asked back, “Is it not enough to have Grant?”

"No, Grant can only soothe their emotions, not their wounds. The wounds you leave on them may not be big, but they increase every day, and if it continues, the consequences are unimaginable." Westfar said. "Unexpressed emotions will not disappear. They are just buried in a tough way and will one day burst out in an ugly way."

Mo Mengchen suddenly said, "I remember, you played under the Cardinal?"

"No." Westfal denied, "When I joined Boston, the head coach was Tom Heinthorne, the bishop was the general manager, but it was not much different. He just stepped behind the scenes, and everyone knew that he was still manipulating everything in Boston."

Mo Mengchen asked: "How did he manipulate the team?"

Westfal replied: "Tough, vicious, tough and caring."

"If I don't have a guy named Grant Hill around me, I will care for them properly, but you have also seen that Grant gives them more care than their mothers." Mo Mengchen said, "Too much care is not enough."

Westfar discovered that the young man had fallen into a misunderstanding, but he could not convince the young man.

He was about to speak, Mo Mengchen continued: "As far as I know, there is a villain holding an iron whip behind each dynasty team."

"Like the Bishop, Larry to Boston, Pat Riley to the Lakers, and J to the Bulls, they will do everything to push their teammates forward. Today's things are intolerable. We only won eleven regular season games, and some people's minds have already floated to other places." Mo Mengchen said.

Westfar smiled and said so much, he could suddenly understand Mo Mengchen's thoughts.

"Then do you know, in my eyes, who are more like among them?"

Mo Mengchen looked at him curiously.

"Pat Riley, you look very much like him," Westfal said. "Precautions for order and discipline, authority and toughness, governing the team with an iron fist, unable to rub the sand in his eyes, being fierce to himself and to others. Pat won four championships, but ended up being betrayed by everyone."

Mo Mengchen listened seriously.

"Mo, you are very smart. I believe that your nature is not like this. You just want to lead the team in the right way, but sometimes, we have to hold both the whip and the honey."

Westfal patted his shoulder: "Think about it, the journey has just begun."

Mo Mengchen stood still, recalling Westfar's words.

In the past and present lives, he may have lived longer than Westfal, but he was not successful in his previous life.

Even if those decades of experience are available, they can only be considered a failure.

He lived a second time and lived another life.

His previous life experience was not very helpful to him.

At this time, Jerome Williams walked in.

"Mo, I'm going to explain why I'm late," Williams said.

Mo Mengchen interrupted him: "That doesn't matter to me. What's important is that you are in the third grade and you can't set a bad example, especially in front of those three rookies, being late means being late."

"So we have no problem, right?" Williams asked.

"Not yet," Mo Mengchen said.
Chapter completed!