“Get 10 points or more.”

"Get 7 or more assists."

“The personal technology score reaches A.”

“The team’s technical score reaches A.”

"Achievement: First start in his career."

“Reward: 9002000 attribute points.”

A row of green words floated by Mo Mengchen. Although Chinese people are more afraid of green, from the perspective of protecting their eyes, green is the best color.

If you want your eyes to pass by, you have to touch some green when you look at things.

This game made Mo Mengchen profitable, and he opened the wall of achievement.

In addition to the several achievements he had already completed, he found that some relatively simple achievements could be completed at any time.

For example, start ten consecutive games;

For example, you will get 20 points for the first time in your career;

There are a lot of things like this. Although the reward attribute scores are only a few thousand, it is not small for him now.

After looking at the attributes on his body, Mo Mengchen had no thoughts.

The attribute scores of more than 10,000 were used up without adding a few attributes. Although he only had a total rating of 64, he had not encountered a particularly difficult opponent yet, so he was not in a hurry to improve. Anyway, he couldn't improve much if he wanted to improve. It would be better to wait for the attribute scores on his body to use them together.

"Mo, this is your first starter, how do you feel?"

Collins brought Momonchen to the press conference, and Hill and Houston were also with them.

"It's OK, I want to thank the coach for his trust in me." Mo Mengchen replied briefly.

Another reporter asked: "How did you switch back and forth between two characters, will there be chaos?"

Mo Mengchen glanced at the reporter who asked the question and thought it was a good question.

"No, because I have careful planning every day, I know when to do what, and changing back and forth between two roles will make me more organized and I will not get tired of a constant layer of work."

In front of the reporter, the meanness, sarcasm, and mockery that Mo Mengchen's teammates were familiar with disappeared. He was a natural news officer. No matter how the reporter digs a pit for him, he could always jump over it.

Collins was originally worried that Mo Mengchen would use his poisonous tongue on the reporter, but now he is worried.

After the press conference, they returned to the locker room together.

"Train as usual tomorrow. Before Thanksgiving comes, the team will give you some gifts, so you must participate in tomorrow's training."

After Collins said that, the players were disbanded on the spot.

Thanksgiving Day?

As a Chinese at heart, Mo Mengchen had no idea about Thanksgiving. With his limited knowledge, he only knew that Thanksgiving was a festival that made its fortune in the United States. Hundreds of years ago, the native Indians on this land presented them with the favorite turkeys of the natives to thank the Indians for their kindness. In order to thank the Indians, these outsiders slaughtered all the Indians.

Of course, this must be misleading from street stall articles. Mo Mengchen only read a magazine introducing Thanksgiving a long time ago, and had a vague impression in his heart.

But Mo Mengchen in this life is not a Chinese. He is just a Chinese overseas and has dual nationalities in Australia and the United States. He celebrates Thanksgiving every year.

The problem is that the day after tomorrow is Thanksgiving, but he has not prepared a gift yet.

“Louis.”

I wonder if the all-around Louis can be able to know what kind of gifts these idiots in the team like?

"Mo, is there anything you can serve you?" Lor asked with a smile.

"Are you prepared for a Thanksgiving gift?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Players like Lore who usually can’t play basketball do the most is to understand other people’s preferences and make themselves have a good popularity in the team.

Therefore, Lor's answer to this question is yes.

"Yes, I bought some small gifts according to everyone's preferences."

"Do you know what I like?"

Even Mo Mengchen didn't know what gifts he needed, how did this guy know?

"I heard you like cooking?"

"Um."

"That's right!" Lor said close to you, "I bought you a Supreme Invincible Deluxe Limited Edition Boutique Pot. It is definitely the most expensive pot in the world, and you will definitely like it."

What's amazing is not that Lor was so attentive, but that Mo Mengchen was actually moved by the gift he said.

"I need your help," Mo Mengchen said.

Lor said: "What's the busy?"

"Tell me your gift list." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston found the two men sneakingly and wanted to come over and find out, but he didn't even eavesdrop on the word, and the evil deal was completed.

Lor will hand over his gift list to Momonchen.

In return, Mo Mengchen promised to pass more balls to him during the team match and let him show himself more in front of Collins.

"What are you doing sneakily?"

Mo Mengchen's eyes were a little confused. He didn't believe that Houston was hiding behind them because he was sore in his waist...

Houston really wanted to say that his back was sore, but when he thought suddenly, Mo Mengchen was a doctor and pretended to be sick, he would definitely not be able to hide it. Therefore, he stood up and said, "I just saw that you two were discussing what happened. You must have something to hide from me, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Lor said.

Mo Mengchen was even more lazy to talk nonsense to him: "Why should I tell you?"

"It's okay if you don't tell me. Although you are so annoying, I've prepared a small gift for you, so stay tuned."

As soon as he finished speaking, the King of Zhongtou shook his body like a gangster who was not in a flat position and disappeared from Mo Mengchen's sight.

"Do you think he is very stupid?" Mo Mengchen asked.

Lor would nod in agreement, and his desire to survive made him give an ambiguous answer.

Mo Mengchen drove home and looked at the list of gifts given to him by Lore, and roughly knew what those people liked.

"One is more childish than the other."

After looking at it, Hill's preference is more elegant. He likes paintings. Whether it is a famous painting or anonymous painting, he likes it. As long as it is a genuine product, it has collection value in his eyes. He also has a painting exhibition hall at home.

Galritton Apartment

When Mo Mengchen returned here, it was already past one o'clock in the morning. In addition to the security room at the door, there were also bright lights on the corridor on the floor.
Chapter completed!