(Great Literature.) After the tension between Chinese and foreign players ended 3-on-3, Stephen Marbury called Yang Yiming, who had been in a warm relationship with the Beijing Enterprises men's basketball team from top to bottom, and said if he wanted to "find a place to sit".

Marbury, who said "sit", did not have the ruthlessness that he had just given up on the court. He wore a five-pointed star military hat, a shorts vest and Nike slippers, and a cloth bag tucked under his arm, with the words "I love Beijing" printed on it. Only the somewhat faded tattoos that stretch from the arms to the chest reveal the glorious days of the lone wolf in New York.

But just as Yang Yiming was still staring at his flower arm and looking carefully, Marbury grinned innocently, showing two rows of big white teeth above and below, and said, "I know a good place, I'll take you there." ”

Great place?

Yang Yiming was full of doubts. Marbury smiled so happily, is the good place in his mouth a KTV, a bar, or a more noisy nightclub?

Yang Yiming's mind came to mind with a bunch of nightclubs in Sanlitun Workers' Stadium with red lights and crowded crowds. The music was loud enough to tear the roof over, but not enough for the men and women to shake their heads and twist their waists under the influence of alcohol.

It can't be such a "good place", right?

Yang Yiming couldn't help but have a headache when he thought of the deafening music.

Political Commissar Ma finally disappointed Yang Yiming. He drove his old Land Rover to discover the gods, took Yang Yiming and his group of Mercedes-Benz, from Yanqi Lake all the way to the south, with the smooth traffic and left and right shuttles at night, and killed the Lido area on the edge of the fourth ring road in the northeast of Beijing in half an hour, and stopped the car at the door of a restaurant and bar called "Hutaoli".

"This is it."

Yang Yiming also jumped out of the car and watched Marbury flick his five-pointed star military hat on the side of the road, if it weren't for the fact that the political commissar was a celebrity and an honorary citizen of Beijing, he would be like a local foreigner soliciting business.

Yang Yiming raised his eyes to look at the place where Marbury was greeting. Floor-to-ceiling glass is the façade of the store, with green vines hanging down from the roof to the store's entrance. The three red and pink characters in the walnut are hidden behind the low-hanging vines, and there are also four small characters in the music restaurant, which show the actual function of this secluded place in the downtown area at the top of the glass.

"You're quite familiar with Beijing, and you can find this kind of place." Yang Yiming pressed on Marbury's shoulder and said.

"I know a lot more." The commissar grinned, "Haven't you seen the news photos of me squeezing the subway?" It's called following the locals. ”

"Okay, then you can take me to experience the local customs."

Yang Yiming and Marbury got out of the car with Xiaochun, explained to the driver, and pushed the door together and walked into this "Walnut".

The three of them found a corner booth and sat down. It was nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, and there were only a few tables left in the restaurant, but there was a pop band, a man and a woman, accompanied by keyboardists, and sang the central stage.

"You can also order songs here – you can also scan the QR code on the table to send a blessing or leave a message for a friend. The message will be displayed on the big screen in the back. Political Commissar Ma introduced the characteristics of this music bar. He knew that he took out his mobile phone, scanned the QR code, and then pressed a few words, and after a while, "One Night in Beijing ith Dr. Yang！！！ (A Night in Beijing with Dr. Yang)", and sure enough, the text scrolled on the large projection screen behind the band.

Yang Yiming has only been away from China for less than a year, but he feels like a local old man who has never entered the city, and he has been manipulated by Marbury, a "Beijing native".

The band on stage seemed to catch a glimpse of the scrolling message, and after finishing an internet hit, said, "It seems that some audience members mentioned One Night in Beijing, and I wonder what their Beijing night will be." Let's give them this song and hope they have a good night in the walnuts. ”

"One night in Beijing, I left a lot of love. Whether you love it or not, night in Beijing, I leave a lot of love. I didn't dare to ask for directions at midnight, for fear of going to the depths of a hundred flowers..."

Commissar Ma ordered a craft beer, which was served in a slender beer glass, the dark brown liquid and the thick foam of the beer were like the milk cap of a popular drink of the moment, and Marbury took a sip into his mouth, and the foam stuck to his upper lip like a white beard.

He was so happy that he wiped the foam off with the back of his hand.

"One Night in Beijing..." Marbury doesn't sing those Chinese lyrics, but every time the musician sings the name of the song, Lao Ma always hums excitedly and shakes his head like a stirrup rattle.

"It's nice to be able to have a casual drink." Marbury drank another half of his beer, smacked, and jokingly said, "It's a pity that you will have to live for many years without alcohol and only drinking soda at most." ”

was really said by Marbury, Yang Yiming chose soda water as usual, and Yu Xiaochun unexpectedly chose to indulge himself and ordered a cup of Long Island iced tea. When the wine and drinks are ready, the three of them clink glasses.

"Congratulations on winning the championship!" Marburiti said.

"Congratulations... Although there was no championship in the final season, there was a perfect retirement ceremony. Yang Yiming responded to Political Commissar Ma's toast.

"Congratulations... Fate! Yu Xiaochun made up a sentence, "Fate made us meet a year ago, and a year later we will return here and back to Beijing!" ”

"Fate!" Marbury understood the Chinese word and repeated it loud.

The glasses collided again, and Marbury simply drank the rest of the beer in the glass. He motioned for the waiter to serve a second cup.

"So is it really one night in Beijing, just stay in Beijing for one night, and go to the next city tomorrow?"

Yang Yiming nodded.

"What's scheduled for tomorrow during the day."

"In the morning, I kicked off a street basketball event in Dongdan Basketball Park, I had a lunch with the officials of the Basketball Association at noon, I had two autograph sessions in the afternoon, and I had a plane in the evening." Yang Yiming recalled from memory.

"There are a few private meetings at the airport, and I introduced the members of the individual basketball team to Yang Yiming and let him meet them." Yu Xiaochun spared no effort to add.

"Which cities are you going to next?"

Yang Yiming reported the other seven cities on his trip to China one by one, and Marbury had obviously visited, and when he heard the name of each familiar city, he would respond with a hum.

"Have you been to all these cities?" Yu Xiaochun, who drank Long Island Iced Tea, had a red pork liver, and he took the initiative to speak a lot. He leaned out halfway and approached Marbury and asked.

"Been there. Some of them are short-lived, but it's true that every city has been visited. ”

"Wow."

"But in the end, I chose to stay in Beijing. One night in Beijing has become many nights. ”

Marbury drank more than half of his second beer and said, "There's a story here, do you want to hear it?" ”

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