"Congratulations on winning."

"Thanks."

"Is it a motivation for you to defeat the Spurs, which ranks first in the league?"

"There will be some." Mo Mengchen simply responded to the boring question, "We are still looking for the form of the game, and hopefully tonight is a good start."

If the reporter asked some technical questions, such as when Kidd would throw a damn open ball into it, he would be more energetic.

The reporter couldn't guess Mo Mengchen's thoughts and finally asked another boring question.

"Thanks to Dor.mo for accepting our interview, here is Fox Sports, let's congratulate the Pistons again, this is a wonderful victory!"

Hill was waiting for Mo Mengchen in the old place.

Mo Mengchen walked to the entrance of the passage and asked, "Why don't the reporter look for you?"

"Because I took too long to answer questions, they prefer to interview you who are concise and concise." Hill rarely made a fool of himself.

Mo Mengchen stared at him in surprise.

It turns out that there are such benefits to being nagged? Mo Mengchen suddenly wanted to destroy his personality and create a nonsense image in front of the public.

But this is difficult because he doesn't have that much nonsense and is not used to forcing himself to say so much nonsense.

Mo Mengchen and Hill were walking along the way, and not far from the corner of the passage was the Pistons' locker room.

Eddie Curry is here, and his mom Gale.

I don’t know if they happened to be chatting here or were deliberately waiting for Mo Mengchen and Hill.

"This is my mother." Curry introduced to Momonchen and Hill with restraint.

This was the first time I had contacted Curry's mother so closely. Just seeing Gael's expression, I knew that she was a strong and enthusiastic woman.

"Eddie tells me every day how good you are. Thanks to you, he has gradually grown from a boy to a man."

How can you praise your child like this in front of outsiders?

Mo Mengchen never tells the complaints in his heart. He carefully observed Gael's appearance, about 175 cm tall, Curry was so thick that Gael's genes were crucial, his shoulders were extremely stable, and his figure was as thick as a man...

Her face was not right.

Gail and his mother are typical black Americans, with bronze-black skin tones, which are usually the result of the union of ancestors with other alien races.

During the game, Mo Mengchen occasionally noticed Gael, a middle-aged woman with a loud voice like a cannon. The last time he carefully observed Gael's appearance was during the draft, he passed through the TV at home.

Gail had a less obvious acne on his face and his skin was a little sallow, because they were originally bronze black people, and it was hard to see that their face was sallow, but they could not escape Mo Mengchen's eyes.

"Eddie is still very young. Please watch him more, don't let him learn bad things, let him use his talents to become a better person!" Gale pinched Curry's waist and smiled, "If he is disobedient, you can tell me that I will drive him out of the house!"

Curry's face was very embarrassing. At home, he wouldn't feel strange no matter how his mother said, but now outside, in front of Mo Mengchen and Hill, his mother's actions made him feel embarrassed.

Hill smiled faintly and said, "Did you hear it? Eddie? Be obedient in the future."

"Oh? Did you disobedient before, a stinky brat?!" Curry's mother was like Old Xing in "Wulin Waizhi" who was particularly good at focusing on the key points.

Seeing his mother who was about to get angry, Curry explained like a frightened kitten: "Mom, I am definitely the most obedient rookie, Grant can testify for me!"

Then, like Lao Xing, he was easily fooled by our future.

Obedient? Well, it's barely considered obedient.

Hill also smoothed out: "Yes, although Eddie is very high in the ranking, he is also the most obedient among all first-year players."

"It's almost the same!" Gale kept talking, "Since you've entered the league, you have to abide by the rules and obey authority. If I hear you do anything that violates the rules, I don't have to wait for them to punish you, I will break your legs first!"

Gail said with a fierce look on his face.

"Who will make money to support my family if I break my leg..."

"I don't need you to raise!" Gale said angrily, "Did you hear it?"

Curry whispered.

Hill felt more and more that Curry was living in dire straits. There were demons like Mo Mengchen in the team and tigress like Gale in the family.

"Don't worry, Eddie is really obedient. He is my favorite rookie." Hill had to say a few good words in front of Gale to win a little impression on Curry, so as not to be interrupted by his mother when he went back.

The rookie they selected with the third pick would be fine if they were injured on the court. Because their mother's suspicion was broken, who would they ask for to reason?

"Really? He's very obedient?" Gale asked.

Hill nodded.

Gail looked at Mo Mengchen who had been silent, "Mo...Mr. Mo, is this true?"

The answer from dor.mo is critical.

Curry's heart was raised to his throat, and Hill was also very nervous, constantly recalling the little things since the preseason training camp. Although Mo Mengchen and Curry often had friction, the former always dominated. Curry didn't dare to vent his resentment in his heart. He always endured it silently and completed it without any compromise on the punishment.

"If you just want to know whether Eddie listens or not." Mo Mengchen lets Curry go, "He's very obedient."

"That's right, keep going." Gale turned and continued to teach Curry, "You have amazing talents, but if you don't cherish them, God will take back everything he has given you. Joining the Pistons is the luckiest thing in your life. You must cherish them and never be like your bastard dad!"

"I get it..." Curry agreed quietly.

Momonchen and Hill left them where they were and slowly walked towards the locker room.

"I thought you would say something unpleasant," Hill smiled. "In your style, shouldn't you say Eddie is disobedient?"

"Do you think I'll watch him break his legs?" Mo Mengchen opened his eyes wide and once again offered his perfect acting skills. "How could I do that?"

Who do you think of me? If his legs are broken, who will I abuse in the next few months?

The free-spirited acting made Hill speechless, and he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false.

As they spoke, they entered the locker room together.

Mo Mengchen was still thinking about Curry's mother, what was going on with her face? If his impression was not wrong, six months ago, when the draft began, her face was not as pale as obviously.

Is it because the TV at home is not clear enough?

This excuse cannot convince Mo Mengchen. Although the current TVs are not as good as those in more than ten years, he will never read it wrong with his eyesight.

“We played a good game tonight,” Westfal said, “but there are still many old problems, and the fewer such mistakes are made, the better.”

Finally, Westfar unfolds as usual and knows his mistakes and can correct them.

The first person to be called is Curry.

He stood up and admitted that he was beaten up by Paul Gasol: "I will train harder to make sure that something like this doesn't happen again..."

Even if it happens, it will have to wait until next season.

Or, if the Spurs reach the finals, Curry and Gasol have a chance to play at least four more games in the finals.

Mo Mengchen kept thinking about Gael's yellowed face, so he didn't focus much on the entire game.

After the game ended, everyone dispersed.

Mo Mengchen originally wanted to ask Curry about Gale's situation. Seeing Mo Mengchen approaching him, Curry took the initiative to walk away.

I don't know if he is afraid or disgusted.

Maybe both.

Even if I really hit it, what does it have to do with me?

Curry's retreating method made Mo Mengchen a little annoyed. It was obviously the result he was happy to see - being hated and afraid, these two things were the most inspiring, but now, this seemed to have become an obstacle to his understanding of the situation.

If Momeng Dudu is too careful, then it is naturally the best.

If it weren't for being too careful, Gale's face turned yellow now, which means that his condition has...

"What's wrong with you?" Hill asked.

"I suspect Eddie's mother is sick, but I can't be sure. I need to know the situation from him, but he avoided it from afar." Mo Mengchen asked, "Do you say I'll stop here or follow him with a stern face, making him think I'm dissatisfied with his performance, and I can't let go of my anger, wanting to kill him?"

"Get ill?"

Hill, like Old Xing, will focus on the key points, "What disease?"

"I can't be sure, so I need you to ask him if his mother has had abdominal pain, constipation and regular hiccups in recent times." Mo Mengchen said, "It's better to have photos from the last six months."

Hill asked, "Why didn't you tell him in person?"

"This is just my guess. If I guess wrong, then just pretend that nothing has happened, and Eddie and his mother don't have to worry about being scared," Mo Mengchen said.

He told 100% of the doctors, what disease makes him care about?

If it is just a minor illness, he doesn't have to care at all. What is the disease that can make him care about and even have to learn more about?

What Hill is sure of is that if this disease is confirmed, it will definitely be very serious.

"Go back tonight and wait for my phone call."

After saying that, Hill quickly changed into clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"Catch up with Eddie!"

"What are you doing to catch up with him?"

"My car broke down, let him take me home." Hill asked, "Is it reasonable?"

Who says that top students will not lie? Who says that tutoring is good will not lie? The potential is forced.

"I'll wait for your call," Mo Mengchen said.

While talking, Hill changed his clothes, took his bag, and rushed out of the locker room, like a cheetah preparing to culminate in prey.

Mo Mengchen watched him leave, his face calm as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!