(People are out of town, and the hotel's network is suddenly cut off!) Sorry, there was no seven o'clock on time, so let everyone watch more news broadcasts. ）

Winter nights always come early, and for Los Angeles, this is when life begins to take on a variety of events.

All kinds of sports competitions will be held at night, bars, cinemas, and dance halls will also exude an intoxicating light in the night, and we have to admit that human beings in modern society may only find their own fun in the dark.

Gan Guoyang opened the thick curtains and looked out the window at the endless flow of vehicles and people, and he couldn't wait to return to Portland.

"Portland should be quiet at this time, right?" Gan Guoyang looked at the clock in the hotel, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening.

Portland after half past ten, and the West Side in particular, is as quiet as a farm in the Wild West, not like Los Angeles, where the bustle and bustle continues until the next morning.

After entering the NBA, Gan Guoyang no longer took turns living with his teammates as he did in the NCAA, but began to live in a single room alone.

He turned on the television, which was showing the U.S. presidential election, with Republican Ronald Reagan and Democratic Walter Mondale giving their final canvassing speeches.

On November 6, the day after tomorrow, the results of the general election will be made public, and as far as the current situation is concerned, Reagan is basically sure that he will win this election, and his re-election as president is already a certainty.

Gan Guoyang remembers that when he first arrived in the United States, the first big news he heard was the assassination of Reagan, and his cousin was in charge of defending the case.

"It's really a catastrophe, if you don't die, you will have a blessing!" Gan Guoyang lay in bed and thought that he also thought of Reagan's speech at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games.

When he changed several TV stations in a row, he finally saw a channel that broadcast sports programs, it was NBC, and he couldn't help but stop the remote control in his hand, and the TV was playing evening sports news, about the NBA.

"There are only two NBA games played today, and in Los Angeles in the West, the Lakers host the Portland Trail Blazers. The Los Angeles Lakers kept the Trail Blazers under pressure throughout the game, leading the score from start to finish. Among them, Magic Johnson scored 11 points in a row in the fourth quarter to help the Lakers withstand the strong counterattack of the Trail Blazers. ”

"On the Trail Blazers' side, their newcomer, Sunny-Gump, scored a shocking 39 points and 15 rebounds, including 22 points in the first half, but the rest of the players played mediocre, only Drexler scored 21 points, Vanderwig played well in the third quarter, and was frozen in the fourth quarter, and they ended up ............ regrettably."

Gan Guoyang turned off the TV with a "snap", and looking at the game review screen on TV, he still couldn't accept that this was the first loss since entering the NBA.

Gan Guoyang knows that as long as you participate in basketball games, losing is inevitable, and there is no team that will always win and undefeated, unless you only play for a short time.

However, Gan's team has not tasted defeat since November 1983, starting with the warm-up game against UCLA, and it has been a full year until this game.

It's just that in a game like this, where he did his best to score exciting stats, the result of the defeat made it all come to naught - at least that's what Gan Guoyang thinks now.

In fact, he learned a lot from this game, both from the coach and from the opponent, and he got more from the previous four games.

Aside from the details and experience of those games, the most important thing is that Gan Guoyang began to understand the process and rhythm of NBA games, and in such a long and high-intensity series, if you can't grasp its frequency, you will only be eliminated by the cruel league.

In the case of this game, it was just an ordinary NBA regular season, even though he was broadcast all over the United States, although he earned enough eyeballs and revenue for the league.

But for the players, it's a game, it's over, and there's more challenges ahead of them.

"Maybe the NBA is a place to teach people how to face defeat or enjoy victory...... "Gan Guoyang lay in bed, trying to find a suitable reason for the loss of this game.

For example, victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and there is no undefeated team; For example, the Lakers were already skilled, losing to the Western hegemon, and leaving the suspense until the last three minutes is already a defeat; For example, he played very well in this game, and it still shook the league......

However, no matter how you think about it, you can't erase the pain that failure brought to Gan Guoyang, and the deep hatred for defeat has long been deeply engraved in Gan Guoyang's heart.

He clenched his fists tightly, and he had already figured out what kind of training he was going to use to punish himself when he returned to Portland.

"Ding Dong!"

Just when Gan Guoyang was lying on the bed and struggling with the defeat of this game, the doorbell of the room rang.

Gan Guoyang got up from the bed and was about to open the door, perhaps Drexler wanted to come to the room to talk to him.

But when he opened the door, he found that it was Wang Fuxi standing in front of the door.

"Fuxi?" Gan Guoyang looked at Wang Fuxi standing at the door, she was wearing a fur-rimmed peaked cap, a denim jacket, and a square box in her hand.

"Hmph..." Wang Fuxi stood at the door and did not speak, but snorted softly, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

Gan Guoyang then remembered that Wang Fuxi went to the Great West Forum Arena to watch this game, but was a small number of pioneer supporters.

Wang Fuxi has always been a fan of the Lakers in the past, and since Gan Guoyang was selected to the Trail Blazers, she has naturally become a supporter of the Trail Blazers.

After the game, Gan Guoyang also wanted to find Wang Fuxi, but the depression after the defeat made him want to leave the city by plane immediately.

However, the NBA at that time was underfunded, and there was no way to ensure that the away team would return by plane immediately after the game, so Gan Guoyang could only quickly return to the hotel and lock himself in his room, alone to get rid of the pain of defeat.

As a result, he left Wang Fuxi behind, but fortunately, the staff of the pioneers knew Wang Fuxi, and Wang Fuxi found Gan Guoyang's room number through them, so he found the door.

"I'm sorry Fuxi...... I ......"

Before Gan Guoyang finished speaking, Wang Fuxi walked in, put down the box in his hand, and gently hugged Gan Guoyang.

The tall Gan Guoyang suddenly felt that he seemed to be much smaller, and he was hugged in his arms by Wang Fuxi.

Wang Fuxi didn't speak, and Gan Guoyang didn't know what to say, which reminded him of the time he came to Los Angeles two years ago after he lost the high school league finals.

At that time, two people often walked silently on the street, like two people who didn't know each other.

But at that time, Gan Guoyang's loss and frustration seemed to disappear all at once, and he felt unusually calm and peaceful.

After that, he experienced a change of school, Wang Fuxi didn't say anything, but supported him with actions, she ignored her mother's opposition, and resolutely chose to apply to Gunzaga University to be with Gan Guoyang.

Gan Guoyang gently rested his chin on Wang Fuxi's head, this girl, laughing loudly and unscrupulously when they were happy, silent, tenacious and silently supporting him when he was in pain and difficulty.

Gan Guoyang once asked Wang Fuxi what she liked about herself, in the eyes of others, it seems that only basketball is the only one in Gan Guoyang's life, and anyone else, even Gan Guoyang's father, seems to have to give way to this yellow sphere.

Wang Fuxi, who has always been spicy and lively, always smiled and didn't speak at this time, just looked at Gan Guoyang with firm eyes, and occasionally said: "I just like it." ”

Gan Guoyang always attributed this to fate, fate sent him back to this time and space, fate let him meet this girl, and fate connected him to the NBA.

I just don't know what fate will bring him, countless honors and championships, or regrettable failures.

Holding this treasure given to him by fate, Gan Guoyang kissed Wang Fuxi's forehead, took advantage of the situation and hugged her to the bedside, and held her two fragrant buttocks with a big hand.

Forrest Gump...... You... Don't..."Wang Fuxi, who didn't speak before, suddenly became soft, and his forehead that had been kissed was instantly red.

"Why not? I just want to love you well, there is not only basketball in my life, but also the most important thing in you......" Gan Guoyang could feel the slippery after a few layers, and his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"But, but... You're very tired after the game..."Wang Fuxi resisted uselessly, trying to avoid Gan Guoyang's kiss, but he leaned on Gan Guoyang to get tighter and tighter.

"It's okay... I can still play three more... No, five overtime... No problem at all. "Gan Guoyang's physical strength has never been a problem.

Gan Guoyang's cold hand had already unbuttoned Wang Fuxi's denim jacket and reached into Wang Fuxi's warm and comfortable upper body clothes, touching the tender and hot skin, Gan Guoyang felt his fingertips tremble.

And Wang Fuxi, whose skin was scratched by Gan Guoyang's ice claws, had goosebumps on every inch of her skin, she still remembered the first time with Gan Guoyang, Gan Guoyang also stroked her so gently, every time she experienced such a touch, Wang Fuxi felt that something leaked out of her pores, probably the soul.

Gan Guoyang lifted the quilt and squeezed both of them into the quilt, he did not take off Wang Fuxi's clothes, but put his head into Wang Fuxi's sweater, he was afraid that taking off the clothes directly would make her catch a cold.

And inside the sweater with the warm and scented body of Wang Fuxi, there is a dark but bright world.

A trace of silky light penetrated from the neckline, shining on Wang Fuxi's snow-white skin, reflecting a layer of white jade-like brilliance, that silky and delicate feeling, Gan Guoyang couldn't help but want to lick it with the tip of his tongue, he could imagine that the surface of the skin mixed with Wang Fuxi's slight sweat was full of female hormones that could make men crazy.

What's more, near the neckline, two towering parts, surrounded by white bras, reveal a deep groove that allows light to enter.

Gan Guoyang followed the direction of the deep ditch and kept going up, fortunately Wang Fuxi's sweater was elastic enough, otherwise Gan Guoyang would probably be squeezed to death on his snow-white and slippery belly.

"Forrest Gump, you're so stuffy... Is it uncomfortable? Wang Fuxi's voice at this time was thick and nasal, and it seemed that it was her rather than Gan Guoyang who was muffled.

"Forrest Gump, you're itching me... Yes! Wang Fuxi suddenly felt that the bulge on her right chest was surrounded by a warm and moist body, like a baby licking in front of her mother's chest, but the slightly rough and heavy feeling made her whole back arch, as if she couldn't stand the stuffiness and curled up shrimp.

Soon, after this soft cry, Wang Fuxi had no more words, only low sobbing and heavy gasps.

An hour later, it's getting deeper, but the bustle of Los Angeles still doesn't seem to have faded, and in many places, the excitement of life has just begun.

In Gan Guoyang's room, a collection of smells mixed with sweat, fragrance, and other smells permeated it, casting a primordial smell.

Gan Guoyang feels great now, and after another big battle, he returned with a big victory, and seems to get the satisfaction of victory from it, to dilute the shadow of defeat on the basketball court.

But there were no losers in this game, and both sides of the battle were contented in bed, still without many words, but not too many words.

"Jingle bell~" The screeching of the phone broke the warm silence in the room.

"Oh my God, how could someone call?" Gan Guoyang wondered how someone could call him in a hotel in Los Angeles.

"Hello~" Gan Guoyang took the phone and asked.

"Hello, I'm Magic." There was a name on the other end of the phone that Gan Guoyang couldn't believe.

"What's the matter?" Gan Guoyang instantly raised his vigilance, and in his opinion, the name Magic itself was worthy of vigilance.

"I wonder if you have time? I know it might be a little late, but I'd like to ask you to come out for a drink. ”

Gan Guoyang was a little unbelievable when he heard what he said, it was already past 11 o'clock, and he actually invited his opponent out for a drink? Is it to celebrate the Lakers' victory, and by the way, mock yourself as a loser?

Gan Guoyang was silent for a while and was about to refuse, but the other end of the phone spoke again.

"Another old friend of yours wanted to see you, and he said that you had done him a great favor and that he had to meet you in Los Angeles this time, so he found me too. He's a big guy, and we don't have as good as him combined. ”

These words suddenly aroused Gan Guoyang's curiosity, what old friends does he have in Los Angeles? Reggie Miller? Chanmoss? But these two guys are not what Johnson said, people who are more famous than Magic and Gan Guoyang combined.

"Well, tell me where I am, and I'll get over myself." Gan Guoyang thought about it and agreed to Johnson's invitation.

Johnson told Gan Guoyang the address, and Gan Guoyang hung up the phone.

"What's wrong, Gan? Who's going to call you so late, where are you going? Wang Fuxi asked worriedly on the side.

"I guess I'm going to a Hongmen feast."

"Then you can eat the apple pie I brought you, I made it myself, although it is not very tasty......"

"Well, but what you make is always the best."