Chapter 949: Destiny is to be aspiration

On the way to Doletri, Mo Mengchen and Hill talked about the All-Star Game the night after tomorrow.

Three Pistons were selected for the main competition, but there were far more than three of them.

Houston, who represented the Rockets as the All-Star, Davis and Big Ben, who represented the Cavaliers as the All-Star, and Miller and Lewis, who were just a little short of being selected.

For them, the All-Star Weekend is an entertainment show match and a stage to reminisce with their teammates who once fought side by side.

As they chatted, they inevitably talked about Jordan.

Why talk about him? Because Jordan is the best player in the NBA history. His comeback in his late years stimulated the NBA's market, but he failed to get the recognition of fans on the All-Star Weekend.

He is not as loved by all fans as Kobe's retirement season - being the vote king. Not only is he not the vote king, but he is not as popular as the four points guards in the new century, nor as good as Penny and Devil Mountain, and even Ben Wallace's All-Star votes are higher than him.

Some angry experts criticized the fans for being "ungrateful", while another part of the relatively calm media attributed it to the fact that NBA fans are undergoing large-scale updates, and new fans do not know enough about Jordan's greatness.

Even the unwilling Washington media pointed their guns at the little giant from the East, believing that "Chinese fans" were ignorant.

The Washington Post published an article pointing out: "China Yao, who averaged 12 points and 7 rebounds per game, is capable of overwhelming Jermaine O'Neal's All-Star starter. It proves one thing that the Chinese have the ability to change the game rules and voting pattern of the NBA All-Star. They have an unshirkable responsibility for the MJ's loss to start. People in this country have hardly seen Jordan's game. Their blind vote swipe is the only reasonable explanation I can think of for MJ's loss."

As the true god of the NBA, Jordan, in the last year of his career, out of the inheritance of the torch, the league said that he would start on the All-Star Weekend.

But in this case, the league must make the starter consciously.

The five starting players in the East are Mo Mengchen, Hill, Carter, Duncan and...well, Yao Yun.

Judging from the player's position, it is most appropriate for Yao Guang to give up the starter, but he is the inside line. Can he let him give up the starter? Why did Chinese fans have worked hard to vote? Isn't they just want to see Yao Guang beat the stars to make their starter?

No matter what considerations are made, Yao Yun should not give up the starter.

Therefore, the media turned their attention to the three people on the outside.

Mo Mengchen is basically unshakable. As the first active player in the league, letting him fight side by side with Jordan is the dream scene of all fans.

Then you can only choose one from Hill and Carter.

Hill made a statement when he arrived at Atlanta Airport today, and he was willing to give the starter to Jordan: "For our generation of players, we can still play for many All-Stars. For Michael, this may be the last time he has made his career on the All-Star stage. Compared to his contribution to the NBA, my sacrifice is insignificant."

Hill is the founder of the Pistons dynasty and is recognized as the league's number one small forward. Carter, who was hesitant and undecided, also expressed his willingness to give up the starter.

"Who could have thought that MJ who swept the 1990s would need the juniors to give up their starting position in this era to play a boring All-Star match?" Mo Mengchen didn't know whether he was sighing about the cruelty of the power of time or mocking the old flying man who was powerless to do anything about it.

They arrived in Doletri.

"Each of us will grow old, just like Michael, time will make people forget our greatness," Hill said.

He actually claims to be great? Are you still the mother I know?

"I promise I won't let this happen," Mo Mengchen said.

"No?" Hill looked at the guy who spoke in disbelief, "I always thought you were already arrogant, but you were like the MJ in the arrogant world. Whenever I thought you were crazy to the top, you could always come to a whole new level. Do you mean you could defeat time?"

Mo Mengchen walked into Dolecui and said without looking back: "I can."

Hill just thought he was crazy.

It was not until several years later that he understood what this sentence meant.

Although Jordan is so old that he needs to let his juniors give up his starter to make a fool of himself on the All-Star Weekend, his status in the world is here, and those who can receive his invitation to attend the party are not ordinary people.

Momonchen and Hill were the latest ones to arrive.

Who did they see when they arrived at the scene?

From left: Hardaway, Duncan, Iverson, Carter.

From right: O'Neal, Kobe, Garnett, McGrady, Webber, Nowitzki.

"You're late," said Jordan, "You're punished."

As he said that, a beautiful waiter poured a glass of wine for Mo Mengchen.

"What day is today?" Mo Mengchen slowly lifted up the wine glass filled with red wine, "The big names who have a grudge against me from the east and west are all sitting here."

O'Neal turned his head aside, and no one here was bigger than him and Mo Mengchen's beam.

As for the others, one is counted as one, either being defeated by Mo Mengchen in the finals or being cleaned up by Mo Mengchen in the playoffs.

As he said, everyone has a grudge against him.

"Don't, I won't talk about the competition today," said Hardaway.

"Not talking about the game?" Mo Mengchen found a position ahead, just opposite Jordan.

Hill was not used to this feeling and was stared at by everyone with hostile eyes.

Who wouldn't be nervous?

Maybe this guy is the only one, he won't be nervous and enjoys it.

"So what should I talk about?" Mo Mengchen asked with a smile, "Talk about health preservation?"

Jordan didn't expect Mo Mengchen to have such a stiff relationship with them, and no one showed goodwill except pennies.

However, this is really not surprising.

He had fought with Mo Mengchen, how could such a guy have friends?

"If you want to talk about health care, then you have found the wrong partner. I am a doctor. I don't believe that. If anyone of you lacks arms and legs, it needs surgery." Mo Mengchen's eyes swept around the bodies of several patients present, "I can give you compassion and help you arrange the surgery."

No one responded, and the current service emperor deserved it.

As for the surgery, no one will take it seriously.

Even though everyone knows that Mo Mengchen has excellent medical skills, few people will come to him for surgery because their relationship is not good.

"It turns out that no one really likes you." Jordan smiled mockingly.

"This is my wish." Mo Mengchen and Jordan successfully turned the party into a symposium for two people. "If I were liked by this group of defeated players, I would feel creepy."

This sentence is enough to make some people lose control.

The shark slapped the table and said angrily: "Didn't you beat me twice?"

"Shut up if you don't have a ring." Mo Mengchen glanced at O'Neal and said contemptuously.

Several more people were shot for no reason.

Just by saying this to him, the only people who can speak on the table were him, Jordan, and Hill, who didn't want to talk at all.

Due to Mo Mengchen's existence, the stars who were originally surrounded by Jordan have made excuses to go there one after another.

There is no other reason, they just want to stay away from Mo Mengchen.

This is a hedgehog, and it is the kind of hedgehog who takes the initiative to hurt others with the stabs on his body.

Jordan lost the feeling of being surrounded by stars. Seeing people walking away from him one by one, he couldn't help but ask Hill: "Has this guy been like this?"

"The condition has worsened recently." Hill stood up and walked to another table to ease the atmosphere at the scene.

So, only Dor.Mo and Feiren were sitting on this table.

Celebrities from the east and west were far away from here, forming cliques and whispering. Jordan didn't have to get close to him and knew that they were discussing or cursing Mo Mengchen.

"You are indeed far better than me in this matter." Even Jordan wanted to say the word "convinced".

"If they beat me like you, you don't have to hide from me." Mo Mengchen said helplessly, "Who told them to lose?"

Jordan said: "As far as I know, both Penny and Shaq have beaten you."

"That's right." Mo Mengchen smiled faintly, "but I won back again."

Jordan glanced at Mo Mengchen deeply.

Looking at an unknown young man, from substitute, to starting, to the first person in the ruling league.

This feeling is hard to describe.

"You've won everything, won't you feel tired?" Jordan asked.

"Tired? Are you tired of winning?" Mo Mengchen shook his head, "No, I will never be tired of winning. I am different from you and from them, and I have a longer-term goal."

His words made Jordan extremely curious.

How long-term goals can a person who has won four consecutive championships have?

"It seems that this is a secret that only I can understand." Jordan smiled.

"It's true that you are the only one." Mo Mengchen poured a few drops of wine on the table, and used the water stains of the wine to clearly draw a number - 8.

Jordan's face changed: "Do you want to..."

"Shh..." Mo Mengchen made a halt operation, "This is my goal. I never took the so-called three consecutive championships seriously."

Listening to the other party saying the most brilliant achievements of his career was worthless, Jordan's heart was not fluctuating.

Indeed, if he aims for this, it would be insignificant to win three consecutive championships.

But is that really possible?

In modern NBA, is such an achievement really possible?

At least Jordan never had any idea about that record, it was ridiculous and completely surreal.

But Dor.Mo, he seriously, in the way of sharing secrets, implicitly stated his ultimate goal.

Jordan tried to calm himself down: "Even if you accomplish this goal, what honor can you say when you look at the quality of this group of people?"

What are the quality of these people?

Do the Great Flyers think that the best power forward in history is not good enough? Or do they think that the second-largest shooting guard in history is not of level enough? Or do they think that Mr. Sharks, who I have defeated twice in a row, are too weak?

"Everyone thinks that their opponent is the strongest in history, but it is often not the case." Mo Mengchen drank all the wine in his glass, looked at Jordan, and said with unique confidence: "Even if you play in this era, I will defeat you."

Jordan won't have an unrealized dispute with him: "You have to know that neither of these things can happen, nor will they be achieved."

"Impossible?" Mo Mengchen snorted: "Live is to be determined, let's see."
Chapter completed!