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Nine hundred and twentieth chapters reverse black and white

"The last time an NBA team won the championship for four consecutive years, many of the fans here were young and handsome boys and beautiful little girls." Stern was rarely booed by fans at the opening of tonight, because his words reached everyone's hearts, "We have witnessed greatness and legends. After a year of hard work, you have proved yourself again!"

"I announce that the 2001-2002 NBA championship is the Detroit Pistons!"

O'Brien's Cup was handed over to Westfal in public. He held the cup with the boss Bill Davidson who came to the scene, and Mo Mengchen stood behind the two of them and celebrated together.

The subsequent MVP selection in the finals was actually a motion picture that everyone knows the results.

Seeing the media discussing the results seriously for more than ten minutes, everyone felt relieved, "I finally figured it out, applaud."

Mo Mengchen, who averaged 35 points, 7 rebounds and 7 assists in the finals, was elected as MVP in the finals, winning his third FMVP.

Including the regular season MVP, this is his second time to achieve a double MVP achievement in the season.

The cheers from the Imperial Axis Arena lasted for quite some time.

After the call subsided, Mo Mengchen took the microphone of the host and delivered his speech on the award: "The deepest wish of mankind is to gain the attention of others. For me, the greatest importance is to hold this trophy and thank everyone!"

The brief award speech is printed with a heart that has no emotional fluctuations about the award.

The cry at the scene rang again, and it lasted for a long time.

This is the benefit of winning the championship at home. You can celebrate with these fans who are sincerely happy for the team without hearing boos.

But to be honest, Mo Mengchen still prefers to watch away fans look mournful.

The deepest wish of human beings is to gain the attention of others. In fact, this sentence should be changed to the deepest wish of most human beings is to gain the attention of others.

dor.mo is precisely one of the very few. For him, his deepest desire is to face his hands with a frustration, loss and pain when he wins.

That was pleasant and enjoyable.

However, his image was in crisis because of his kick to Bao Wen. These truths must not be expressed. It is better to hide some things in your heart.

Next, let’s talk about Mo Mengchen’s other gains.

After the first round of the finals, Mo Mengchen's gains were amazing.

First of all, the reward for winning the championship: 150,000 attribute points.

Achievement of completing four consecutive championships: 300,000 attribute points.

Reward for the finals MVP: 300,000 attribute points.

Completed his third personal achievement in the finals MVP: 300,000 attribute points.

After the first round of the finals, Mo Mengchen gained 1.05 million attribute points.

With the rewards from the competition, he now has a total of 1.1 million attribute points.

It's so rich that I never dared to think about it before.

The award ceremony came to an end, but the highlight of the competition had not yet arrived.

The award ceremony was just one of the small episodes. Due to the conflicts in the competition, tonight's press conference was the final highlight.

After the ceremony, Mo Mengchen stepped down first and handed his Bill Russell Cup to Ephraim in the family district: "You go home first, I have some things to deal with."

Ephraim believed that he would be too busy to get busy, and that kick alone would be enough for him to trouble.

"I'll wait for you," Ephraim whispered.

"If you are sleepy, go to bed." Mo Mengchen kissed her gently on the face, looked at Medela next to her, "Driving carefully."

Indoor room

Westfare hesitated whether to take Mo Mengchen to the press conference.

"Why, why don't you go tonight?" Westfal asked.

"The winner who just harvested FMVP was absent from the press conference?"

"Dor.mo, who ruled this season, escaped the reporter's questions?"

"Is it because he put the foot of justice on Bruce Bowen?"

Momonchen said to Westfal: "Coach, I'm going."

"certainly."

Ever since I sent Bao Wen the dead son and grandson, I have been ready to welcome this moment.

"As for you," Mo Mengchen looked at Curry who also wanted to go to the press conference. "Because Vlad Divac attacked you many times, you felt unwell after the game and had already gone to a nearby hospital for examination."

Again...come again?

Curry felt his feet soft and almost fell down.

Fortunately, the season is over, otherwise he would have to have another meal of banning, which is nominally a recovery from injury, actually a double ban package for the team's ban.

"Coach, let's go."

Westfal, Momonchen, and Hill walked out of the locker room together.

At the press conference, as soon as Mo Mengchen appeared, several cameras rang.

Mo Mengchen sat down on the left, and the reporters pretended to ask Westfal and Hill for some boring questions, and then shifted the focus to Mo Mengchen.

"Mo, how does it feel to win the championship for the fourth time?"

After all, it was just the beginning, and the reporters were embarrassed to come up and asked how it felt when kicking Bao Wen.

"Very good." It feels the same as the foot of the son and the grandson given to Bao Wen - it feels great!

"After tonight, your finals MVP is as much as Magic Johnson. Do you think?"

The reporter asked the question must be from Detroit, and he can't bear to hurt me, which is understandable.

"I'm extremely proud." Just like I kicked Bao Wen in front of tens of millions of people around the world, I proudly raised my face, full of pride.

Finally, a reporter couldn't help it.

From New York: "Mo, can you tell me about the conflict between you and Bruce?"

"You said that," Mo Mengchen's smile seemed to have become stiff. The reporter thought he didn't know how to answer, but, "He did a very bad thing to me. It was a despicable foul, but I have forgiven him."

How profound is that dor.mo successfully pointed out the fact that everyone ignored inadvertently - before he attacked Bowen, Bowen attacked him.

This should have been a perfect response to malicious attacks, elegant and neat, if he hadn't returned Bowen's shot...

"So, was your attack on Bruce intentionally retaliated?" The reporter could not have let Mo Mengchen take this incident, and a more acute problem arose.

"It doesn't count." What did he say? Yes, he doesn't count.

"That was an accident." Mo Mengchen first determined the matter.

When he heard this conclusion, let alone a reporter, Westfal and Hill, who firmly supported him, were both thrilled.

That was a malicious revenge that was so obvious that it could not be more obvious. When it came to your mouth, it was an accident?

"Accident?" the reporter smiled, "We clearly saw you walking to Bruce for revenge. Why was it an accident? Where did the accident come from?"

"Everyone, don't be impatient." Mo Mengchen twisted his waist gently, which was his habitual movement.

Usually, as long as he organizes the language, he will do this action.

At this time, Hill and Westfal, who were sitting next to him, and hundreds of reporters present, did not realize that the most famous reversed black and white incident in NBA history was about to happen.

"First of all, I say intentional revenge. If I do intentional revenge, I should pounce on him immediately after getting up, but you all saw it. I first grabbed my teammates who wanted to help me stand out, and then comforted the audience who almost rioted." Mo Mengchen said this, and his tone paused, and the reporters nodded one after another. He was right.

Sometimes, you fall into the trap of seven reals and three virtuals like this.

Mo Mengchen smiled, his words were so lively and his attitude was sincere, as if he was really restoring the whole story: "First of all, I want to remind everyone that many people have forgotten what kind of injury history I have. My left and right knees have experienced three ACL tearing, and my body was injured in countless large and small injuries. When I participated in the draft, many doctors working for the NBA team thought that I could not last a year. I can do what I am today, all thanks to God's blessing and my careful care over the years. Health is greater for me. Bruce's attack on me almost caused a severe blow to my knee."

When he heard him say this, even if he deliberately fought back, it was reasonable and well-founded.

"I was very angry at that time. He wanted to ruin me. I heard that rumor. His approach might prove the authenticity of the rumor." During the narrative, Mo Mengchen's words were only a small part of the reporters. When people savored this passage, they would find out how lethal this sentence would be. Bowen would be injured. "I was very angry, but reason made me have to restrain my anger. I want to calm the anger of my teammates and the audience. I want to get the game back on track. The game should not be like this."

All classic lines are understood.

"Bruce also paid the price. He got a second-level malicious foul for his despicable behavior. The matter should have been settled. I walked up to him to show kindness to him." Then, the most unconfusing scene in history appeared. Dor.mo's face changed and he said with anger, "Not only admitted his malice towards me, he also threatened to continue to attack me next time. I can do what I am hard-won today, but he wants to ruin my career? I can't bear it anymore, so...yes, I did the least calm thing in my life, and I accidentally attacked him."

If Bao Wen saw this press conference, would he vomit three liters of blood while covering his balls?

"I don't regret doing this. Family and health are the two most important things in my life. I don't allow anyone to threaten me with these two things." Mo Mengchen looked solemn, "These are my one-sided words. I don't expect everyone to believe it, but this is my whole view of that thing. I stick to my opinion until death."

With perfect control, no faulty narrative was found. He was brought into the story by the knowledgeable reporters, as if they were the audience closest to the scene, putting the ugly scene in front of them again.

Everyone believed in the one-sided word of dor.mo.

Who is dor.mo? He is a doctor, he is a king-level singer, and the first NBA person after Michael Jordan. Why did he take the blame to attack Bowen? If it weren't for this kind of thing, why would he do this?

Bruce Bowen? What kind of dirty thing is that? No matter what he says, the reporters and fans will not believe it.

A press conference will turn a violent incident that is enough to make dor.mo a villain into a legendary story that is brave enough to uphold justice.

Westfall was full of shock.

Hill didn’t know what to say, where did the monster come from? Come and take it away!

As a result, the most unconfused stadium violence in NBA history happened.

But, except for the victim Bowen, no one knows that this is a reversal of black and white.
Chapter completed!
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