"Note, San Antonio International Airport ahead."

"Note, San Antonio International Airport ahead."

"Damn it, can you let someone have a good night's sleep?" Houston complained.

Mo Mengchen looked back at him and said, "I don't understand why you are following you."

This made Houston unable to bear it anymore. What does he mean to follow him? He is the second-rate figure of the team, although... although he lost to Jordan, Miller, and Glen Rice by a huge gap in the All-Star voting, so what? He will be the All-Star sooner or later, let's feel what's wrong with the atmosphere?

"I'm just coming, do you have any objection?" Houston was so angry that he grinned.

Mo Mengchen said: "Since you are coming, don't complain, because this is what you ask for, just like some idiots who have caused their family to be destroyed due to drug abuse, they all ask for it."

"You actually compared me with those people?" Houston looked shocked.

There were many media at the airport, and Houston waved to them, but the media surrounded Hill.

"Can't they see me?" Houston asked.

"So what if you see you?" Mo Mengchen said, "Are you an All-Star?"

Heartbroken.

Houston said angrily: "If it's not an All-Star, no one will interview you? These damn snobs, I will become an All-Star one day!"

"Then let's wait for you to become an All-Star." Mo Mengchen said.

Houston followed Mo Mengchen's pace, it was wrong. This rookie was also neglected, so he was not angry at all. How could he not be angry if he is such a narcissistic person?

"You're angry, too, right?" Houston asked.

Mo Mengchen didn't understand why he said: "Why am I angry?"

"They all ignore you, aren't you angry?"

"What do you think they are?"

"reporter?"

"Speak from the bottom of your heart."

"A snobbish pig's trick?"

"What else?"

"idiot!"

"Yes," Mo Mengchen said, "only idiots care whether there are more idiots who pay attention to me. I don't care about these idiots."

This sounds quite reasonable.

Houston's eyes rolled: "No! Are you calling me an idiot?"

Mo Mengchen said in surprise: "It's rare, you can actually hear it."

Huston burst out with veins on his forehead and shouted, "You bastard!"

"Why are you quarreling? Are you sure you won't wait for Grant?" Dumas, as a veteran star, has always had a good media connection. As soon as he left the airport, a reporter interviewed him. Although he didn't have much, he could handle it in a few words.

Houston said sourly: "Do you really think that guy needs us to wait for him?"

"That's right, maybe these media will open a presidential private room for him to interview all day." Dumas said, "This guy can't control himself when he sees the microphone."

Although Mo Mengchen didn't care whether the reporter wanted to interview him, he couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Hill smiling at Fengyun, as if everything was in his hands.

Dumas said it was so right that he couldn't control himself when he saw the microphone.

Hill is a natural media darling. Since high school, he has not lacked external attention.

From childhood to adulthood, he has won countless championships, countless praises and flowers. For reporters and interviews, he can be said to be an expert in this.

In front of the microphone, his confidence can overflow from almost any part of his body, and he is a natural camera star.

He has been pampering since childhood, learned piano, appreciated paintings by famous artists, never swearing, and did not make things difficult for anyone on the court. His aristocratic aura was incompatible with Detroit. He was more suitable to go to metropolis such as the Lakers, Celtics or the Knicks.

In that kind of place, his business value will multiply.

Unfortunately, he returned to the Auto City. In order to get rid of the title of the Bad Children's Legion and his own strength, the Pistons chose him without hesitation.

"He is a pearl in front of the media." Dumas smiled.

Pearl?

This word came out of Dumas's mouth, but a human face appeared in Mo Mengchen's mind.

It was an old man with cold eyes and cold eyes. When he was young, he was a doctor at the top of the pyramid. There were countless big shots under him who had surgery. After retirement, he danced with flowers, plants, pastures, cats and dogs all day long. Sometimes, he would go fishing.

That was a name hidden deep in my heart.

Mo Mengchen in this life still has relatives alive.

His grandfather is still alive and now lives in the countryside outside the city center of Melbourne, and the two don’t communicate much.

After Mo Mengchen traveled through time, he never called this grandfather.

Mingzhu, this is the word used by the old man to describe Mo Mengchen.

For some reason, suddenly, the memories of getting along with that old man swam across my mind.

"Mo, what's wrong with you?" Dumas asked.

Mo Mengchen was stunned, "Nothing."

"You're actually dazed?"

Houston discovered something extraordinary, he thought that only ordinary people like him would have it.

"I just remembered some things." Mo Mengchen said.

Hill is still being interviewed, and the interview will not be better for a while.

There are too many journalists and too many problems.

"So, you guys go find a hotel, I'll wait for him here." Dumas said.

"Yes." Mo Mengchen didn't want to wait here either.

This is exactly what Houston wants. The existence of those reporters is just tormenting his eyes. After all, he is also the best shooter in the world (self-proclaimed). Even if he is not an All-Star now, he will be the All-Star sooner or later. These bastards who are looking down on others actually ignore him!

Can you bear this? You can get angry if you don’t have a temper.

"Damn, if I were in the Knicks, these reporters would definitely chase my butt and run around!"

To put it bluntly, the Pistons' cards are still small.

Houston's words made sense, which also reminded Mo Mengchen that he knew what would happen later.

This year is Houston's contract year, and he has performed extremely well, and this performance has naturally attracted the attention of other teams.

At this time, the rules are not yet perfect.

The current rookie cannot become restricted players like in the future when the contract ends. If other teams smash big contracts, the parent team will not be able to match. By the summer, he will be completely free.

Most rookies will choose to renew their contracts with their parent team, and some will choose big cities for a larger market and popularity.

In Mo Mengchen's previous life, Houston chose to betray.

He succeeded in the Knicks and finally signed a huge contract of 6 years and won both fame and fortune.

"Do you want them to be your followers because you are Alan Houston of the Knicks, or do you want to be just because you are Alan Houston, not Alan Houston of a certain team?"

Mo Mengchen asked suddenly.

"Are you talking about tongue twisters?" With Houston's IQ, it's really hard for him to understand this sentence.

Did he major in animal language in four years of college? Otherwise, why can’t he understand human language?

"Do you want to win attention with your strength, or do you want to win attention with the team's reputation?" Mo Mengchen said, "If it's the former, you still need to work hard; if it's the latter, I'm not saying it."

Houston asked: "Can't you be together? I can have both strength and double my value with the team's reputation."

"Then you are still Alan Houston of the Knicks, not Alan Houston of the unique."

Houston vaguely felt that Mo Mengchen wanted to tell him something, but he said it too vaguely, and he didn't think so much now.

This rookie is always like this, stinky fart, narcissistic, and likes to say some unfathomable things.

Sometimes Houston would question Mo Mengchen's on-field decisions, but the results often proved that he was right.

"That's it, I like this hotel."

"Emmanuel Royal Hotel? Are you crazy?!"

Houston shouted, "I can't afford to live!"

"I know it's expensive, but we don't have to spend money."

There are many benefits to being a doctor in a private hospital. As a doctor with privileged conditions in a private hospital, he can always perform surgery on a noble patient.

In order to thank him, these patients not only pay the hospital for surgery, but also give him some direct help.

For example, last month Mo Mengchen gave the younger brother of the president of Emmanuel Group. The operation was very successful, and he also obtained the noble gold card personally given by the president.

With this card, he can stay in Emmanuel Hotels around the world for free.
To be continued...