When Zhang Guan arrived in Mumbai, it was already late at night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mumbai is also India's largest city, and it's easier said than done to find someone in one city.

However, Zhang Guan was not completely goalless, and after he got into a taxi, he began to ask the driver about the best hotels in Mumbai.

"Are you asking the best hotels in Mumbai? This is really not easy to answer, there are many hotels in Mumbai that are very good. The taxi driver replied.

"What about the more distinctive ones?" Zhang Guan then asked.

"If there's one thing that's the most distinctive, it's the Taj Mahal Hotel. The hotel has been around for more than 100 years and has hosted many dignitaries, including American presidents, European royal aristocrats, and many well-known entrepreneurs, who will stay at the Taj Mahal Hotel when they visit Mumbai. Overall, it's one of the most popular hotels for foreigners. The taxi driver spoke.

"Taj Mahal Hotel, the name sounds familiar." Zhang Guan said.

"Yes, many foreigners think that this hotel has something to do with the Taj Mahal, but in fact there is no connection between the two. Taj Mahal is derived from the Arabic word meaning where the crown is placed. The taxi driver said very talkatively.

"I see." Zhang Guan nodded, but he felt that the name of this hotel was familiar, definitely not because of the Taj Mahal, but because he had really heard of the name of this hotel before.

Where have you heard of it? Can't remember it at all. Zhang Guan shook his head.

"Are you going there, sir?" The taxi driver asked.

"Yes, let's go there!" Zhang Guan said.

"It's historical, it's famous, and it's a popular place for foreigners, so I think Martha probably lived there." Zhang Guan thought silently.

……

"Hello, please help me find out which room Ms. Sharapova lives in." As Zhang Guan spoke, he directly handed out the tip.

Zhang Guan actually didn't know if Sharapova lived in this hotel, but if he asked Sharapova if she lived here, the other party might not tell him at all, but directly asked which room she lived in, more like a real visitor, and had the opportunity to ask to pick it up.

But the management of the Taj Mahal Hotel is obviously much stricter, at least the front desk staff are not tempted by the $200 fee.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can't reveal the privacy of our guests." The staff at the front desk spoke. If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Guan was a foreigner, perhaps the receptionist would have asked someone to blow Zhang Guan away.

"What happened?" The manager walked over and asked.

"This gentleman wants to ask me for information about the customer." The front desk spoke.

"I'm very sorry, sir, we can't divulge the privacy of our guests." The manager made a gesture of please, motioning for Zhang Guan to leave.

"The girlfriend I'm looking for." Zhang Guan took off his sunglasses as he spoke, revealing his face.

"Oh my God! You are Zhang Guan! The manager exclaimed lightly, as a lobby manager of a top hotel in India, of course he had to know celebrities from all over the world, and Zhang Guan's face was even more familiar to him.

"Are you looking for your girlfriend? Do you mean Ms. Sharapova? The lobby manager asked.

"Yes. She didn't know I was coming, though, and I wanted to surprise her. Zhang Guan said.

"I understand, I understand!" The lobby manager hesitated, but finally whispered, "But we still can't tell you which room she lives in." I'm sorry. ”

After the lobby manager finished speaking, he winked at Zhang Guan, and then said loudly to the staff at the front desk: "Has the air conditioning in room 422 been overhauled, the lady who just lived in room 422 is the champion of the tennis Grand Slam and our honored guest." ”

"Thank you!" Zhang Guan said.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with the front desk of the hotel, and it is obvious that the manager's words are deliberately said to Zhang Guan, the lady of the tennis grand slam, of course, is Sharapova. According to the rules, the manager cannot divulge the privacy of the guest, but if the guest overhears it himself, then it doesn't matter about the manager.

So Zhang Guan took the elevator and ran directly to room 422.

……

Sharapova was awakened by the ringing of the doorbell, and she walked to the door and saw the familiar face through the cat's eye.

"He's coming!" Sharapova hesitated for half a minute, then finally opened up.

"How did you find it?" Sharapova asked.

"Luckily, when I came to Mumbai, the first hotel I found was here." Zhang Guan walked into the room, he didn't hold himself, but asked directly, "Why did you refuse me?" ”

"It's not your problem, it's me, I don't want to get married yet." Sharapova closed the door and motioned for Zhang Guan to sit down.

Zhang Guan was silent for more than ten seconds before he spoke: "I'm sorry, maybe I was wrong." I feel that I love you and I should give you a promise, a family, is a promise to give you happiness. ”

"As I said, it's not your problem." Sharapova sat across from Zhang Guan, and she continued: "I know you love me, but have you taken into account my thoughts? ”

"I have, I ...... it with you in mind"

"No, you don't!" Sharapova interrupted Zhang Guan, and he continued: "At the Olympics, you won 10 gold medals, you broke world records in seven events, you won the Golden Slam in tennis, you beat the American Dream Team, yes, you are the greatest athlete in the world, you achieved your dream, and me? ”

Sharapova took a deep breath and continued: "I also have my own dreams, I want to get the Grand Slam, I want to get the Golden Slam!" I'm not you, you only need a year to get a Grand Slam, and I practiced for more than ten years to finally get a Wimbledon title, yes, I do have three Grand Slams now, but I feel that I am getting farther and farther away from the Grand Slam, and my injuries are almost too much for me to continue! ”

"I'm one last French Open title and I want her! So I don't want to be a result, I don't want to be tied down by my family, and I want to continue to pursue my dreams! ”

Sharapova finished speaking in one breath, his chest heaving and his eyes sparkling.

"Family is not a bondage, I don't think it's a conflict!" Zhang Guan subconsciously said that at this time, he was more like looking for a reason to prove himself right.

"No conflict? How can it not be in conflict? Family, living together is family! If you only see each other a few times a year, it's more like a 'husband' or 'wife'! That's not really a family. If we do form a family, we both have to give up something. Sharapova took a deep breath and continued: "I know you're a genius, a strange field of sport, you may only need a few days to get acquainted with, you may only need a month to become a world champion, you can go a year without training and then go on the ring and still break the world record, but not everyone can do this, or no one in this world can do it except you, you know?" ”

Zhang Guan's body trembled violently, he understood what Sharapova wanted to say.

She is an athlete, if she wants to maintain her condition, she must devote a lot of training and a lot of competitions, she can't be like Zhang Guan, learn a few skills to become a sports master, pour a few bottles of potion to become a sports master, read a few experience books to become a sports master, her success is a little bit of accumulation, and these accumulations take time.

So for Sharapova, a family is really like a bondage.

"I won't affect you." Zhang Guan then said: "It's a big deal that I give up the game, I can accompany you, I can always be by your side, train with you, and compete with you......"

"Can you?" Sharapova asked rhetorically.

"I ......" Zhang Guan hesitated, the word "can" came to his mouth, but he couldn't say it.

Because he can't!

The current Zhang Guan is really burdened with too much, not to mention the commercial value, just what he represents is a banner of Chinese sports, just by virtue of this, he can not give up and retreat, he must stand there firmly, like a distant lighthouse, illuminating the surroundings, but also providing a direction for countless athletes.

At this moment, a sense of powerlessness rose from Zhang Guan's heart, he had never felt this way, it was the feeling of a loser, he laughed bitterly at himself, and his smile was full of the sadness of losing to himself.

"Boom!" A voice suddenly rang out from outside, and the chandelier on the ceiling vibrated with it.

"What's wrong? Earthquake? Zhang Guan was slightly stunned.

"Da ......" The continuous sound of firecrackers came, and Zhang Guan looked surprised.

"It's not a New Year's holiday, who is setting off firecrackers in the middle of the night? No, this is India, how can it be possible to set off firecrackers. Zhang Guanmeng stood up, wanting to go out to see what was going on.

However, his arm was grabbed by Sharapova, and Zhang Guan turned around and saw Sharapova's frightened face.

"That's gunshots! Don't go out! It's a shootout! Sharapova spoke.

"Gunshots?" Zhang Guan also came back to his senses. Zhang Guan, who grew up in China, of course, can't immediately think of it as a gunshot, and any of us Chinese people who hear a "pop" on the street will think that it is some unlucky person who has a tire burst. As for firearms, it is estimated that many people have never even seen a real gun.

But Sharapova experienced the chaos of the collapse of the Soviet Union and grew up in the United States, so she heard it at first sight, it was gunshots. Any American who was educated as a child would immediately lie on the ground or find a place to hide when he heard this sound.

"Gunshots? How can there be gunshots? Then the bang just now, isn't it just ......"

"Boom!" The same voice sounded again.

"It's a bomb!" Sharapova spoke.

"Gunshots, bombs, Mumbai!" Zhang Guan was startled, he seemed to remember something, and then took out his mobile phone violently.

"Yes, call the police!" Sharapova spoke.

However, Zhang Guan did not call the police, but to see the date displayed on his phone.

"Oops, it's over!" Zhang Guan suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a fatal mistake, and he forgot a very important thing.

"No wonder I heard the name of this Taj Mahal Hotel before and felt familiar, it turned out to be like this, if I thought about it, I just ran away with Martha! I don't know if it's too late to run? If you don't get it right, you might really die today! Zhang Guan's eyes were full of fear. (To be continued.) )