If the 2000 draft was the only failed draft in history, then the 2001 draft was the most exciting draft in history.

Holding the first pick, you might choose Kwame Brown like Jordan.

It may also be like the Spurs to win Tony Parker.

Even, you only need a second round pick to win a genius like Gilbert Arenas.

Unfortunately, both Parker and Arenas, these two famous low-pin legends are not among the Pistons' targets.

Although their peak height can compete for the top spots of the 2001 players, unfortunately they are all players who need to hold the ball to grow wildly, and the Pistons do not provide them with the soil for upgrading.

Mo Mengchen turned on the TV, and next to him was a well-known media person, Henry Hasman, his mouthpiece.

"Are you not worried at all?"

Hasman refers to the news leak.

Three days ago, news that Kwame Brown was very satisfied with was suddenly leaked inside the piston.

There was even a message saying with confidence: "Dor.Mo hopes that the team will trade the No. 1 pick to help the team win Kwame Brown."

"Dor.Mo believes that Kwame is the most promising player in this draft."

"The Pistons are determined to win Kwame!"

"Kaomee beat up all the players in training camp!"

"He personally promised Joe Dumas that he would replace Dor.Mo and become the new king of Detroit, and this son will become a great man!"

Various news refreshed the news network, and the news about Pistons' beloved Kwame Brown was immediately known to everyone.

Then, two days ago, another news broke out: The Spurs asked for sky-high chips, but the Pistons could not get the No. 1 pick through the trade.

Then there was news that the Pistons wanted to trade the second pick.

The piston suddenly flooded the screen and felt a lot of presence. Therefore, Hasman was worried that the piston's favorites would be intercepted.

Mo Mengchen smiled faintly: "You just need to tell me, did the Magic try Kwame twice in a row before the draft began?"

"Yes, my source is correct." Hasman nodded.

"Then it's okay." Mo Mengchen didn't say it out loud, "It's ours, it's ours after all."

I let you take your love with your sword!

Dor.Mo stared at the TV hard, and the commentator at the talent show was introducing all the popular rookies.

NBC TV is responsible for commenting on the conference. The main commentators are Ernie Johnson, Kenny Smith, who has just jumped from ESPN, and Charles Barkley, who has just announced his retirement and re-employment.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the scene.

The President, who had murderous intent in his smile, walked to the front of the stage, played out the audio on the spot, and cooperated with the President.

"2001 NBA Draft!" The voice of the president was as sissy as ever, "The San Antonio Spurs chose the first pick...Paul Gasol, from Barcelona, ​​Spain!"

Gasol stood up with a delicate face and smiled. He had not yet been influenced by time, so he deserved a beautiful sentence - he probably didn't know that a group of fat ladies in the Holy City were waiting for him, otherwise he would never be able to laugh.

Mo Mengchen was originally looking forward to the Spurs being deceived, but he chose Gasol. Now he has no chance.

"This is the first foreign top pick in NBA history!"

"He has Sabonis's skills and agility that is far superior to Sabonis!"

Husmann was not surprised by this result: "Spurs really prefer these geniuses who have proved themselves on the European battlefield."

Because they don't like high school students who think they are self-righteous and have a lot of bad habits.

Momonchen can only accept the fact that the Pistons are about to pick Eddie Curry.

"You seem to be a little depressed?" Husman asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's better not to mention it." Dor.Mo just trained Davis to become a talent, and then something even harder came.

Next is the highlight, and the Magic team is holding the second pick.

Mo Mengchen expects them to be fooled. Since they like to intercept the rude so much, then hurry up and rob Jordan's dream lover Kwame Brown.

Then people can know whether the eternal puzzle is true.

What is the puzzle of eternity? That is: If Kwame had not been poisoned by Jordan in the early stage of his career, would he grow to the level of at least an All-Star?

Magic is now a hopeless team. He will always refuse young geniuses. Kaome will no longer be as miserable as the Wizards.

Some people say that Jordan ruined Kwame, which is not completely unreasonable.

Before choosing someone, Jordan spoke kindly, and his face smiled like a peach blossom. Who would have thought that after this guy came back, he would become a different person, like a tyrant who refused to accept his old age, and turned on the 1V9 mode on the court. Kwamei's tiptoe playing ball will always be scolded by the old gangster. The puppet-like coach seemed to have received an imperial edict. Seeing Kwamei make Jordan angry, he put people on the bench.

Before the draft, Kwamei proudly called Jordan "Michael". After the draft, his name for the Flying Man became "Mr. Jordan".

Mo Mengchen imagined everything that could happen, and then Stern once again walked from behind the scenes to the front stage, holding the Magic Team's envelope and facing the camera.

"2001 NBA Draft!"

"The Orlando Magic chose the second pick in the first round...Kume Brown! From Georgia Green College!"

There was a shout and applause at the scene.

Kwame Brown stood up. Although he failed to become the first high school student in NBA history like he did in his previous life, he was still the pinnacle of high school students.

Before him, no high school student was selected in his position.

From this point of view, he has created history.

He was selected by magic and bid farewell to Jordan. His well-known tragic fate was also reversed. What awaits him in the future is the unknown.

Kwame walked on stage and only heard Smith introduce him to the audience: "Kwame Brown is a genius from South Carolina, with Kevin Garnett-like athleticism and Chris Webber-like gorgeous skills."

Kwamei stepped forward and Jordan, who came to the scene, was helpless. The person he valued was actually chosen to leave.

Although Mo Mengchen reminded him, he resolutely decided to choose Kwamei. He was such a person and the things he had decided would never change. Unfortunately, he had no choice but to do so. He was in a daze.

Kwamei hugged the president, then stepped down and was interviewed by ESPN.

"Kaome, you are the highest draft pick in history, what does that mean to you?"

"I'm very excited." Kwame looked confident, just like he promised Dumas at the Henry Ford Training Center that day. When it comes to his future, he made a generous speech, "The so-called superstar is to nitpicking and find his shortcomings and temper it until it is perfect. I am the same."

Look, what a great guy. You exchange his expectations for the future with the Chosen Son in two years, and then look at the Chosen Son's later achievements. It's completely inconsistent.

"What a pity." Hasman, who was unknown, felt sorry for Mo Mengchen, "You missed him."

"Yes, what a pity." The Spurs were infatuated and wanted Gasol.

Too regretful!

Mo Mengchen scratched his neck gently.

Then Dumas called and he needed to make the final confirmation.

"Mo, we need your final decision."

"Just keep changing as planned," Mo Mengchen said.

Original plan? Hasman was stunned, "Wait, didn't your original plan choose Kwame Brown?"

"No, there is another person to choose from." Mo Mengchen smiled faintly, "But it is indeed part of the plan to let Kwamei be chosen by magic. You must believe that there are really mangy dogs in this world staring at you."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that the ups and downs a few days ago were just smoke bombs we deliberately released." Mo Mengchen looked at the TV screen regretfully, and Stern walked to the front of the stage again, "Some people were fooled."

Some people don't.

"Then your choice is..."

"Shh!"

Mo Mengchen must witness this moment with his own eyes, and they actually made this decision.

"2001 NBA Draft!"

This is even more exciting than the No. 1 pick and No. 2 pick, because this pick belongs to the Pistons, and in the past six years, they have always been the winner of draft day.

"The Detroit Pistons chose the third pick in the first round..."

This is not true.

"Eddie Curry! From Thornewood High School!"

Applause and cheers appeared at the same time.

The camera was pointed at Curry, and he stood up and hugged his mother.

The clear TV allows Mo Mengchen to see the expressions of this family clearly.

Their skin tones are healthy.

that's all.

Curry put on the Pistons hat and walked forward.

"Eddie Curry, this is the second lottery pick for the Pistons after Grant Hill! And, like Grant, he is the third pick!"

"As a team that won three consecutive championships, Eddie will receive the greatest attention among the players of the same class."
To be continued...