The noisy crowd left the bar with the name "Red" like a receding tide, and a bald man with a white face and beard sitting in the corner of the bar spat hatefully on the ground, and weakly raised his right hand and pressed the switch beside him, and the bright headlights lit up, illuminating the mess in the bar, broken glasses and bottles, scattered scraps and cold burning, and even a puddle of extremely disgusting liquid, Maybe it came from the stomach of some guy who drank too much. This is really a disaster for him.

"Where are all the people dying? Get out of here! The balding man slapped the oak bar hard, and the few remaining glasses on it swayed with the shaking of the bar, making a tinkling sound.

With this roar, the waiters in red vests slowly came out of the various corners of the bar, they have experienced this kind of thing not once or twice, all of them are veterans of a hundred battles, no matter what chaos in the lobby is, they can always find a suitable place to avoid those flying wine bottles and knives and forks in the sky at the first time, fortunately, these fanatical fans generally just smash things, and do not lose their minds to the point of seeing who fights whom, But at this time, if you happen to bump into the stomach of a big man or step on the foot of a black uncle, it is self-inflicted, so the most correct choice is still - to get under the table.

"Hurry up and clean it up for me, you eggless bastards." The bald man squirted dirty words as he struggled to move his fat, dumb body out of the bar, his round belly shaking with every step.

"I don't know who ran to the back of the bar first......

"Dare to talk back! Kick you bunnies to death...... "The balding fat man panted and puffed his stomach, lifted his elephant-thick thighs, and kicked the waiters' pouting butts one after another, although he scolded fiercely, but he didn't exert much strength under his feet, and he was used to what happened in the bar just now, and as the boss, he was used to it anymore.

"I kick ...... Well? When the balding fat boss's big feet were about to land on his next target, he suddenly paused, and he was a little surprised to find that this ass, which was only three centimeters from the sole of his shoe, did not belong to any of the employees in his store, "Boy, who are you?" ”

"Negro, Negro-Scarbellman." Negro didn't stop what he was doing, but continued to turn his back to the balding fat boss and whispered, "I'm from Philadelphia." ”

Suddenly, a few unfriendly eyes stared at Negro's somewhat thin back, although the waiters at the bar were just pond fish affected by the fans' drunken anger, but this did not prevent them from beating him up collectively to get angry, not to mention that this kid seemed to be a good bully.

"My grandfather was also from Philadelphia." The bald fat boss touched the only remaining hair on his head, in the United States, the vast majority of male compatriots of his age are not very wealthy in hair, especially those who are as fat as him are even more prone to being shot.

The gaze staring at Negro's back turned to the boss, and the meaning of the gaze changed from threat to surprise, but soon some clever waiters understood the boss's meaning, it didn't matter where the boss's grandfather was from, the important thing was that with him, they didn't want to move a single hair of the kid in front of them.

"What the fuck...... "Someone muttered again.

"Who's talking? Who? The bald fat boss's eyes were horizontal, and suddenly Wang Ba's anger exploded, and several waiters who wanted to jump up and beat them up first immediately fell silent, and didn't dare to make any more sound.

"Kid called Negro, you can go now." The bald fat boss squinted his eyes and stared at Negro, who was still wiping the floor with a cloth, and for a moment he felt a somewhat strange aura from this seemingly weak boy, the reason why it was a little strange was because he didn't think that this aura would appear on a high school student who didn't have any hair, which made him vigilant.

"But...... I'm sorry......" Negro muttered with some embarrassment.

"Don't say that disgusting nonsense, I'm going to vomit out my overnight meal," the bald fat boss waved his hand a little impatiently, "There is nothing to be sorry on the court, only victory and defeat, and if you don't leave, I can only understand your behavior as a show-off of the winner." ”

"Oh...... Well, thank you boss. Negro straightened up, leaned Dunbu against the nearest table, turned and nodded to the fat boss, and then fled away as if under the gaze of the crowd.

Seeing Negro's figure disappear at the door of the bar, one of the waiters closest to the fat boss coughed, and then asked with some trepidation: "Boss, why ......"

"Don't ask me why," the fat boss raised his hand to stop him, "if you blind fellows dare to attack him, at least one of you will accompany him to the hospital." If anyone wants to do this, you can go to him, I won't stop you, but you have to pay for the medicine yourself. ”

The waiters stared at each other with wide eyes, but after all, no one had the courage to stand up, so they went to their own places with some indignation.

"I said that you are a bad seed, you are a bad seed, don't believe it." The fat boss muttered to himself, shaking his stomach to close the store.

……

At the same time, on the other side of the ocean in northeast China, a small farm yard is a happy and peaceful atmosphere, the Spring Festival in 2015 came exceptionally late, although there is still about half a month before the Chinese New Year's Eve, but from the perspective of the solar terms, it is already the beginning of spring, and even the ice and snow covered on the tiles can't wait to begin to melt, flowing down the eaves, and forming ice skates one by one. In front of the door, which was tightly wrapped by a thick cotton curtain, a man with a dark face and stubble was holding a long bamboo pole in his hand, tilting his head and beating the ice skates.

"Yo, brother-in-law is still so diligent." Before the words fell, a middle-aged man who was in a hurry had already stepped on the red brick path between the two snow-clearing fields into this neat courtyard, speaking of which he was only a year or two younger than the man who was holding a bamboo pole to knock on the ice, but a clean face made him look much younger, his black and thick hair was shining in the sun, and he was definitely smeared with more than a layer of oil, and under his hair was a somewhat fat Chinese face, which looked like a full cadre.

"Dongzi is here, come and sit in the house, and come when I am ready."

The stubble man put down the bamboo pole in his hand, hurriedly opened the door, and the oil-headed man was not polite to him, he opened the door and walked in, and the angry male duck voice sounded again: "Sister-in-law is busy!" ”

The stubble man smiled, knocked the rest of the ice skates one by one, picked up the broom on the side and swept the ice ballast on the ground, and looked around the corners of the yard with his eyes, and then returned to the small tiled house with some satisfaction.

"I said brother-in-law, you are worried about your life, so a little ice skate, isn't it over if it melts, it's worth the whole half of the day, I'm almost halfway through this pot of tea." The oil-headed man handed over a cup of tea, and the stubble man took it and poured it into it with a clatter, then he took a breath and sat opposite the oil-headed man.

"It's frozen again, the ground is slippery," the stubble man glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and said softly, "Your sister has bad legs." ”

The oil-headed man smiled and didn't answer: "There is nothing else to do today, it's almost the New Year, let's drink two?" ”

"No, I'm still on duty at night." The stubble man was busy.

"It's not that I said to go out to drink, I bought all the wine and food, and my sister-in-law is cutting. I don't know you yet, as soon as you start working, it's like you're dying, people, sometimes you have to learn to relax and relax. The oil-headed man picked up the cup and took a sip of tea, revealing a pleasant expression, as if to say: Just like me.

"Then two cups," the stubble man patted his thigh and said, in fact, he is not bad at this mouthful, but it is really rare to have this leisure, since his brother-in-law has come to the door today, he is also happy to be a guest, "What about Chen Fan and Xiaobei?" ”

"The mother and son went out, saying that they were taking their children to see the ice and snow world, leaving me alone to watch the store at home, isn't our place full of ice and snow, just look at it in any big field if you want to, if you want to say that this college is different from our old hat."

"You can't say that, it's always good for boys to go out and hang out more," the stubble man said, the expression on his face suddenly gloomy, "just don't be like that kid in our family." ”

"Ouch, blame me, blame me, you are here again, don't cry there like you drank too much last time, I can't pull you, I don't know why I'm so old and still so energetic, I'm not good at being a soldier." The oil-headed man hurriedly reassured.

"Shh The stubble man made a silent gesture, pointed to the kitchen with his finger, and casually turned on the "Merlot" brand TV on the desk, to say that this TV is now considered an antique-level cultural relic, but the picture is really not bad, even the numbers on the small villains inside, can be seen clearly.

"I almost forgot, there is still a ball today, brother-in-law, I remember that you were also the main force of the team in your factory back then, why didn't you play later."

"The factory is gone, what are you going to fight?" The stubble man's expression was a little gloomy again.

"Gotta gotcha, I said the wrong thing again, I'll punish myself later," the oil-headed man waved his hand again and again, "But speaking of which, this game is really good for the body, I only picked it up recently for half a year, not to mention that I feel more comfortable sleeping than before." ”

"You squat in the store all day, should you be more active, like me who gets up five watches and climbs in the middle of the night, or skip it, and the old arms and legs really can't move, this is the NBA, I haven't watched it for a long time, who fights with whom."

"The blue is the 76ers, the white is the Cavaliers, and they all played to the fourth quarter, 87-89, yo, this score is really tight."

"Is Iverson still with the 76ers?"

"Retired early, but the 76ers have been very fierce recently, last year they were at the bottom of the east, this year's record is up, I haven't seen it recently, I just listened to Xiaobei nagging there, saying that the 76ers have an old bullish guard, specializing in slapping the face or something, or Chinese, you said that in addition to Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, there is also Wang Zhizhi in this China, and there is no one after that, it seems that he graduated from some university in the United States, and today is just to see who it is."

As the team in the blue jersey won the ball, Yoga's voice was excited again: "Now that the 76ers are in control of the ball, McCarvey has the ball over half court, it looks like they are ready to continue to play a high post blocking tactic, Henry Himms comes up to make the ball, Ding is the bottom line, Knoll is covering, Ding is empty!" Simms's ball is given! Ding for three points! The ball is in! ”

"Good shot!" The oil-headed man slapped excitedly, "It's really Chinese, it's really JB accurate." ”

The stubble man's eyes widened, staring hard at the figure on the screen, this TV was brought home from the supply and marketing cooperatives with all his savings in the year he got married, and he really walked more than two miles with his bare hands, and he always treated it like a baby, and today he felt for the first time how the fuck this TV was so small.

"If the Chinese team really has such a defender, it will be awesome, brother-in-law, you said that he can come back to play, no, like this level, he may not be willing to come back, how beautiful it is to make a lot of money in the United States." The oil-headed man didn't notice the abnormality of the stubble man's expression at all, and still danced and talked to himself.

"If he doesn't come back, I'll break his leg." Looking at the close-up of the 76ers No. 11 finally given on the screen, the tense expression on the stubble man's face suddenly relaxed, and the area around his wrinkled eye sockets gradually flushed.

"If people don't come back, why are you discounting other people's legs? You treat you as him-" The oil-headed man's words suddenly choked in his throat, he turned his head to look at the close-up on the TV screen, and suddenly realized that the facial features of the 76er No. 11 were so similar to the stubble man next to him that he couldn't help but sigh, "Daddy! ”

"It's my boy." Ding Zhicheng tried to put on a smiling expression, but tears involuntarily fell from his already flushed eyes.

(When I wrote the end, I really remembered Xiaomo's father in the Northeast, and I was in tears...... ）