In the summer of 1982, the world of basketball began to fall silent, and the feast of football had just begun.

On June 14, after Gan Guoyang left Los Angeles again and returned to San Francisco, the World Cup kicked off in Spain, the red country of enthusiasm, and the eyes of the sports world crossed the entire Atlantic, from the United States to Catalonia.

On July 11, in Madrid, Spain, two teams that stood out – the Federal Republic of Germany and Italy – will compete in the Hercules Cup at the Bernabeu.

At this time in Los Angeles, the sky was just dawning, and it was still raining in the sky, driving away some of the summer heat.

Thousands of miles away, the Bernabeu is in the thick of a fierce battle.

In the land of football, basketball, baseball and ice hockey, football, the world's number one sport, occupies only a small spot on television channels.

"Dad, there are some people who have been watching TV in the window for a long time."

"It's okay, there are really not many people here who like to watch football, so let's satisfy them."

"It's still raining outside, and the canopy hasn't been put down, I'll go get it for them, it's weirdly cold when the rain falls on my body."

The girl came out of the shop, and the people who were standing outside the window watching TV looked at her embarrassedly and smiled, but they had no intention of leaving.

The girl went to the window, untied the rope that fastened the canopy, and put it down.

This way, people watching TV don't have to worry about getting wet in the rain.

“Thank-you，Lady。” One of them said that, judging by his clothes, he was a penniless bum.

However, his gratitude is from the heart, neither humble nor arrogant.

The girl smiled and nodded to him, and went back again.

"Hehe, Fuxi, I still remember that last time there was a young man watching TV at the door of the window, just staring at it for a while, why did you run out and count people's homes? Today, all of a sudden, it's so good again. ”

That girl is Wang Fuxi.

In July, the school holidays were already over, and two months of summer vacation awaited her, but she seemed to have lost the joy and excitement of the past.

"What, that guy... It's not the same... He was there watching commercials ... Still staring at beautiful women... Anyway... And he's so tall that he'll scare other guests! ”

"Hehe, boy, it's not normal to love beautiful women. I was just staring at your mother back then, and your mother noticed it, otherwise in a bunch of people, how could she, a foreign beauty, notice me? ”

"Dad, when Mommy is away, you love to talk nonsense. I'm going to play the piano inside, and you're here to watch! ”

Wang Fuxi said a little angrily, she always felt that there was something special in her father's smiling expression, as if he had discovered her secret and was laughing at her

went upstairs and returned to his room, Wang Fuxi sat in front of the piano, wanting to practice the newly learned tunes, but found that he couldn't remember any music in his head.

"Well, I don't know if he received my letter?" Wang Fuxi sighed, closed the lid, and took out a few letters from the drawer of the dresser beside him.

These were sent from San Francisco.

Gan Guoyang was led to UCLA by Qian Hui that day, because he had not yet become a U.S. citizen, he had a student visa, plus a sports scholarship, so it was quite troublesome to register for student status.

Fortunately, Qian Hui, a barrister who is proficient in law and procedures, has been properly arranged by her.

All Gan Guoyang did was go to UCLA for a turn, go to the gymnasium to have a look, and go to the teaching building.

Then, he and Qian Hui took a car back to San Francisco on the same day, and Qian Hui was going to have a direct flight the next day*.

Therefore, Gan Guoyang's beautiful plan to go to Inglewood to find Wang Fuxi came to naught.

After that, letters became the main medium of communication between the two.

Killing Gan Guoyang would not have imagined that he would still receive and write letters every day in his life, this method of contact is too old in his 21st century brain, and he has long been thrown into the garbage.

But now, in the 80s, when there was no mobile phone, only a landline phone, there were only those pages of text, which could best carry the immature and delicate feelings of two people.

For Wang Fuxi, going to the mailbox every day to see if there are any new letters is the most exciting moment of her day.

Gan Guoyang, this guy, not only can write words, but also send some photos taken before with the letters, these stationery and photos with the fragrance of ink always make Wang Fuxi intoxicated.

However, at this time, Gan Guoyang has more important things in his heart, that is, his beloved basketball.

At the end of June, Gan Guoyang stayed in San Francisco for more than half a month, and in addition to receiving and writing letters and learning to cook with his father, he basically devoted his time to the Coastal Stadium.

With Gan Guoyang's giant cannon, the "Gun Rose" has long been in an invincible state.

Gan Guoyang is here, honing his basic skills as meticulously as possible, without making use of his physical talents.

Such as ball control, passing, blocking, and positioning.

Other players on the Binhai Stadium also set restrictive measures for Gan Guoyang, such as not jumping when defending, not being allowed to enter the three-second zone when attacking, not being allowed to open his mouth to curse, not being allowed to command teammates, and even not being allowed to grab rebounds, etc.

But even so, no team can stop the guns and roses with tacit cooperation and flexible tactics.

Gan Guoyang can easily shoot the opponent to death just by relying on peripheral shots.

And at the end of June, just the day of July, when the trio of Gan Guoyang, Gan Guohui, and Chen Xing were about to go to the Binhai Stadium to abuse vegetables, a big yellow sports car at the door stopped all three of them.

The door opened, and out of the car came a majestic giant

He looked pretty cool in a pair of black jeans and a tight black T-shirt.

Such a cool giant, of course, is Wilt Chamberlain.

"Mr. Chamberlain! Sign me for it! Before Gan Guoyang could react, Gan Guohui had already rushed to the front of Big Beidou with a basketball and asked Chamberlain to sign his basketball.

"Dead fatty, I didn't see you so flexible when you played?" Gan Guoyang and Chen Xing both slandered.

"Haha, no problem. Hey, Gan, long time no see. Chamberlain grabbed Gan Guohui's ball with one hand, took out a pen from his pocket and signed it for him, while talking to Gan Guoyang.

"Yes, Mr. Wirther, will you send me a game?" As soon as Gan Guoyang met, he mentioned the bet with Chamberlain.

In the last heads-up with Gan Guoyang, Chamberlain said that as long as Gan Guoyang can score a goal, he will take him to the first row of the Great Western Forum Arena in Los Angeles to watch the Lakers' game.

As a result, now that the finals are over, Chamberlain's promise is still in sight.

"Haha, sorry Gan, I'm so busy that I was able to find time to go back and forth to San Francisco recently. I didn't even go to Thurmond, so I came to you. Chamberlain didn't know what to do, and he probably didn't have anything else to do except soak women.

"Then come in first, I think you're standing outside a little... It's too conspicuous. Gan Guoyang said that it was indeed too huge for a person as big as Chamberlain to stand in Chinatown.

"Well, I'm here to try Chinese food in your restaurant, and I like Chinese food very much."

In this way, Gan Guoyang couldn't play the ball, so Chen Xing had to pull Gan Guohui, who was holding the signed basketball and didn't let go, to the coastal court.

The sudden arrival of such a big guest at Gan's restaurant really frightened the waiter and Gan Youtang.

Gan Youtang was also well-informed, recognized this as basketball star Wilt Chamberlain, and hurriedly ran inside to get a king-size chair.

Gan Guoyang also has one of this kind of big chairs.

"It's not time to eat yet, so sit down for a while and drink some of our Chinese tea."

It was morning, and there were still two or three hours before lunch.

"It's okay, I'm here so early, and I have something I want to talk to you about." The two giants sat on a large special chair, and everything around them seemed much smaller.

"Thank you, Mr. Wirther, for caring so much about me as you and Mr. Thurmond." Gan Guoyang seems to know the purpose of Chamberlain's coming, and it should be for his own defeat.

"Well, Thurmond and I talked about your situation on the phone before, and he said that that defeat seemed to hit you very hard, and fucking he even said that I have a lot of experience of failure, let me enlighten you!"

As soon as Chamberlain said this, Gan Guoyang almost squirted out the tea in his mouth with laughter.

Unexpectedly, Nate Thurmond, who looks honest and honest, also has such a damaged side.

"But Thurmond wasn't wrong, you know, when I first entered the NBA, I was the scoring champion, the regular season MVP. It was my rookie season! Some people don't get their hands on these things for the rest of their lives. ”

Gan Guoyang nodded, he knew that Chamberlain was unrivaled in this regard.

"But after my first season, I wanted to retire. Do you think it's because I'm meritorious? No, the NBA is just too intense and brutal. I was thinking how long I could stand and play in a league like this, maybe I'd fall tomorrow. ”

This surprised Gan Guoyang, he played such an achievement in his rookie season, and he wanted to retire the next year?

"Of course, in the end I didn't retire and I kept fighting. I've gone through countless failures, doubts, successes, failures, and questions. I think if I don't retire, these things will stay with me forever. Chamberlain said with a wry smile.

"But you're a legend after all, and I'm nothing."

"Haha, yes, you're nothing. So, put all the damn failures and pains aside, you still have a long way to go. ”

Although Gan Guoyang has already walked out of his inner predicament, he is still very grateful for Chamberlain's consolation, and at the same time, he feels more and more that he has a long way to go on the road of basketball.

"Well, I knew that getting into the NBA would be such a result, and if I went to play streetball, like staying on the Harlem basketball team, it would be a good choice." Chamberlain sighed again, at this time he no longer knew whether he was comforting Gan Guoyang or coming to Gan Guoyang to seek comfort.

"Do you mean streetball? Oh my god, I think those streetball players are so watery that I can't jump or go into the three-second zone to beat them! Gan Guoyang remembered his experience at the Coastal Stadium and Inglewood's stadium, and said with some disdain.

"Hahaha, don't jump, and don't enter the three-second zone? Haha, Gan, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard this year. When Chamberlain heard this, he looked at Gan Guoyang like a fool and laughed unscrupulously.

Gan Guoyang thought it was strange, and was stimulated by Chamberlain's laughter, so he told him everything about his experience at the Coastal Stadium and Inglewood Stadium.

"Marina Stadium, Inglewood, no wonder. Maybe this summer I should take you to my hometown, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, or Brooklyn, New York, and play with the streetball players there. Then you rate Streetball. ”

"Of course, if you're in California, I advise you not to go to Los Angeles, even though the Lakers and UCLA are there, but their streetball ...... And only Ray Lewis is a good guy. And if you're in San Francisco now, don't go anywhere else, the Esplanade, the Golden Gate Park. Cross Francisco Bay to Oakland, home to some of the best street basketball on the West Coast of the United States. "Chamberlain seems to know a lot about streetball all over the United States.

"Do I really need to compete with the streetball guys?" Gan Guoyang was a little puzzled, in his opinion, streetball is amateur, informal, and cannot be compared with professional basketball.

"Of course, any superstar should go to the street court and compete with the legends with the rules of the street and tell them who's the fucking best basketball player in the place! Just like me and Ramsey, Karim and McConnett, Julius Owen and Joe Hammond, if you want to be a legend, you'll have to find an opponent with enough weight for yourself. Whether on the floor of the gymnasium or on the concrete floor of the street! ”

Chamberlain's words shocked Gan Guoyang and piqued his curiosity.

He really hasn't played basketball on the streets of Oakland yet, maybe there are some amazing players waiting for him, waiting for him to fight.

"Well, Mr. Chamberlain, I would like to ask you, what do you think, how should you get... Well, I mean, what kind of methods, what kind of words, can go and touch a woman's heart? Gan Guoyang sat there pondering for a while, and suddenly asked such a question.

When Chamberlain heard Gan Guoyang's question, he almost squirted out a mouthful of tea.

"Hahaha, Gan, you're really asking the right person about this. I understand what you mean, you're asking how to get a woman. Then I'll tell you, pick up the phone at home, call her, tell her I'm going to pick you up today, and then, drive your car, to her house, and pick her up. Then, she's yours. It's as simple as that. ”

"Hey, Gan? Do you understand? ”