You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 1055

Chapter 1055

After eating and drinking enough, Mo Mengchen stayed in the hotel with his teammates, and then contacted Alan Houston, who was rehearsing intensely at the Harpy Theatre.

"You have to know that a protagonist like me is always inseparable!"

"Call me when you arrive!"

"I promise you, it's going to be the best stage play you've ever seen!"

Mo Mengchen is not used to watching stage plays, this is his first time watching stage plays.From this point of view, no matter how good or bad Huston's performance is, because he has only seen this once, it is not wrong to say that this is the best stage play he has ever seen.

In the evening, the Pistons and their troops split into two groups.

Curry and Anthony, who were not interested in stage plays, went to nightclubs to hang out, and Mo Mengchen, Jerome and Adriano accompanied them to the Harpy Theatre.

"Boss, there are too many people here, so let's go in later." Adriano said.

"Luka, look at that." Mo Mengchen pointed to the sign at the entrance of Harpy Theatre.

Adriano looked along where Mo Mengchen pointed, and he saw a huge sign that read: Warmly welcome Dor.Mo!

"It doesn't make sense to go in early or late." Mo Mengchen laughed angrily, "This bastard actually uses me to sell tickets!"

It's so irritating, as smart as Dor.Mo, to be used by Alan Houston?

Adriano calmly analyzed: "I heard that Houston's popularity here is not very high. With this marketing, many people who are not interested in him can be attracted to watch."

That way he avoids the embarrassment of a crowd yelling "Houston fuck off" when he gets on stage.

It doesn't feel good to be used, but Houston has no malice. This matter may not have been his idea at all. With his brain, how could he come up with such an idea?Definitely the idea inside the theater.

Those people only sell tickets, regardless of the impact.

Therefore, Mo Mengchen simply tore off the camouflage, and under the protection of Adriano, entered the Harpy Theater in a big way.

The reaction of the crowd was predictable. They exclaimed, they screamed, and they seemed to see gods coming down to earth.

Mo Mengchen could cause such a reaction no matter where he was, so he didn't feel anything at all. Houston was kind enough to give him the front row seat.

Those who can sit in this position are all dignified people, and they will not cause trouble to Mo Mengchen like those people who have never seen the world.

Mo Mengchen sat in the front row and met Paul Pierce and Bobby Jackson.

"Dad!"

Jackson said in surprise.

Jackson was also a member of the Pistons back then, and was later traded to the Rockets in exchange for the [-]th pick that year. The Pistons also selected Ricky Davis with that draft pick, and the Rockets were often poked in the face because of this.

In the 1998 NBA Draft, the Rockets had three first-round picks, but all of them chose unusable parallel imports.

The Pistons, who also have three draft picks, selected three All-Star players through careful screening. The stark contrast between the two teams has been selected as a typical example in the list of "the difference between a management with a discerning eye and a management with a blind eye" many times case.

The draft conference that year was also a masterpiece of the Pistons' draft. There were three draft picks, and the top pick was the [-]th pick in the first round. As a result, the three selected were all All-Stars, and now they are all princes.

Seeing Jackson, Mo Mengchen nodded slightly: "It seems that this guy is really worried about being scolded."

Pierce laughed and said, "I bet he won't be able to escape this scolding no matter what."

"Why?" Jerome asked.

"When he was supposed to be recuperating, he took part in a stage play outside. Isn't he looking for scolding? This guy's salary this year is 300 million more than mine, but he only played 2 games."

Mo Mengchen deeply regrets this.

However, when Pierce said something, his tone was a bit like a joke.

If Houston is really unprofessional, or disregarding the interests of the team, he shouldn't react like this, let alone come to the scene to support him in person.

There must be some unavoidable difficulties in this.

After 15 minutes, the stage play begins.

Just like watching a drama, Mo Mengchen watched the drama without any emotion until Houston appeared on stage.

Boos can be heard at the scene.

"Alan Houston get off the stage!" a man with a rough voice yelled at the end.

It can be concluded that he is a fan who came to smash the field.

That's why Houston needs to be supported, or the kind of fans who hate him will fill the Harpy Theater, and he will perform in an atmosphere full of profanity and foul language.

No matter how good an actor you are, if you're acting and people are constantly attacking you, you're not going to be at your best anyway.

Houston's acting skills seemed to be okay, at least Mo Mengchen didn't feel that he was acting, it was just because he was too familiar with this guy, no matter what he saw, he couldn't fit into the role.

Is this still Alan Houston, who has a strong mind and simple limbs, who knows nothing but shooting?

Obviously not.

He's no longer the mid-range shooter who scores 20 points every night and runs like a perpetual motion machine.

The years of playing for the Rockets have smoothed his edges and corners, and his original ambitions have disappeared. He originally wanted to prove himself, but he could only stop in the semifinals with Pierce. It was an intolerable setback.

His ambition will be shattered by injuries, if not shaken by defeat.

On the stage, what Mo Mengchen saw was a pure actor, not an athlete with undiminished ambition.

Mo Mengchen suddenly realized that perhaps Houston's career had come to an end, just like his previous life.

In this life, his destiny is completely different. He has a championship, he has proved himself, and he is an important member of the Pistons dynasty.In order to prove himself, he chose to leave. After the failure, injuries struck him, and the exact same fate as in his previous life made him return to his right track.

But unlike his previous life, he seemed to have found other pursuits.

Standing on the stage, Huston was full of energy and devoted himself wholeheartedly. In a vague way, the bastard old bird who called him to buy water when they first met seemed to be back in front of him.

"Lucy, will this pass?"

"Tommy, this must pass."

The lights of the stage dimmed, and a burst of elegant light music sounded, and it was over.

Huston and the young and beautiful heroine greeted the audience.

Mo Mengchen stood up and applauded. Most people in the front row were applauding, but the back row booed and cursed again.

"Alan Houston, get out of Houston!"

"You don't deserve this surname! You shouldn't be called Houston, you should be called Luther! You Luther!"

Excited fans were kicked out by the security guards at the scene, and the stage play was over.

Due to the arrival of Mo Mengchen, a large number of media came to hear the news.

A stage play that was originally neglected has become the focus of Houston.

Houston said of the boos at the scene: "This is Houston, man.Maybe it would be different if the fans knew what I've been through and what I'm about to do.But this is Houston, and all I can do is to continue to have confidence and fighting spirit, to insist on hard training and recovery here every day, to prepare myself for the game, and then return to the game as soon as possible.I'm going to let those boos be my motivation. "

Mo Mengchen will inevitably be entangled by reporters.

He knew that these people would not let him go, so he also prepared his words: "Seeing Alan achieve such success in a new field, I am very happy for him. He is a very good actor."

Then, it is still inevitable to talk about Houston's injuries.

"No player wants to be injured, but this is unavoidable. What we can do is to recover with peace of mind."

Seeing that Mo Mengchen was about to be surrounded by reporters, Houston came over to smooth things over, then led him into the theater, and left the theater through the back door.

"Alan, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your acting skills are almost as good as Will Smith!" Jerome exclaimed.

Houston raised his hand without any humility and said, "Will Smith? My goal is to become the second Denzel Washington!"

Is it still too late to wake him up with a stick?

Houston talks about his latest job with confidence, as if he's retired and basketball has nothing to do with him.

"I'd love to hear your bragging, but it's best to choose a good place." Mo Mengchen scanned the streets, "Houston's crime rate is not low, and my bodyguard is not around, so I feel very insecure."

Houston looked at him in surprise: "Why do I feel safe standing by your side?"

They walked and chatted, and chose a bar nearby.

Houston spent a lot of money, signed a check for [-] U.S. dollars as soon as he entered the door, and let people clear the venue. He wanted to rent out the entire bar.

The bar attendant obviously recognized Houston, and seeing him so forthright, he was muttering, not knowing what he was muttering, but the bar was quickly emptied.

Mo Mengchen, Houston and Jerome took their seats one after another.

Houston talked about Hill.

Hill has recovered a lot lately and has been moved out of intensive care by the hospital, but is still two months away from fully recovering.

During this period, Hill frequently called Mo Mengchen.

Through Houston's complaints, Mo Mengchen learned that this guy had called other people besides him.

From this, it can be seen that in his spare time in the hospital, the only thing he should do is make phone calls.

"It seems that everyone is not doing well this year." Houston filled a glass of wine and glanced at Mo Mengchen. "Of course, except you."

Mo Mengchen asked with a smile: "You think I'm having a good time?"

"You are not having a good time? You have a harmonious family and a successful career. Grant has encountered such a thing. Now you have a chance to prove yourself, isn't it good?" Houston laughed, "It's a rare opportunity, work hard."

prove yourself?Mo Mengchen thought he heard it wrong, "Prove what?"

Houston drank a full glass and said, "Prove that you can win the championship without Grant and without Rasheed."

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(End of this chapter)