(This chapter has a heroine. I can only ask for collection, at least don’t drop it again!)

At the end of May, at the turn of spring and summer, summer is about to arrive in North America.

In Los Angeles, which has a Mediterranean climate, summer will be the driest and hottest time of the year. However, the sea breeze blowing from the Pacific Ocean delays the invasion of heat waves, and the city of Angels is at a pleasant temperature.

The most attractive thing about this beautiful city is Hollywood, located in the northwest suburb of Los Angeles, the center of the world's film industry and entertainment capital.

However, on May 31, the most attractive thing in Los Angeles was not Hollywood in the Northwest, but the Los Angeles Great Western Forum Hall in Inglewood District, the southwest corner - The-forum.

At this time, it was still past 8 o'clock in the morning, and the weekend sun had awakened the citizens of Los Angeles. At the ticket office next to Team-store, the Great Western Forum Arena, a long queue had already lined up from the early morning yesterday.

Because the NBA Finals will be moved to Los Angeles tomorrow, Los Angeles fans will watch the Los Angeles Lakers and Philadelphia 76ers game at the Great Western Conference Forum Arena.

In the previous 1981 playoffs, as defending champions, they were eliminated by the Houston Rockets in the first round, and now it is their chance to prove themselves again.

The 76ers in front of them were the 80-year-old rivals Philadelphia.

Therefore, fans in Los Angeles are also very enthusiastic, hoping to witness the team win the championship for the second time in three years at home.

"I need three chapters, Dong Stand, um, the middle position is enough... Hum? No more? It doesn't matter if it's a little bit behind... OK, just these."

In the long line, an extremely tall figure attracted the attention of people.

"Wow, this guy should be 6-10, as tall as Moses Malone."

"Don't tit Moses Malone, you know I hate this guy the most, just like I hate Celtics."

"The Celtics have been killed by the 76ers, and we are leading 2:0. I don't think the 76ers have any chance."

"Yes, I have a friend who is from Philadelphia. We are almost breaking up now..."

The tall man walked away from the team with big strides after buying the ticket.

"Wow, that guy turned out to be a yellow person? He rarely sees such tall yellow skin."

This tall man who bought the ticket was Gan Guoyang.

Yesterday, he, Gan Guohui and Chen Xing, came to Los Angeles together and prepared to watch this year's finals on site.

In addition to watching the game, Gan Guohui and Chen Xing also have to go to the university they applied for to submit materials.

With the help of his mother, Gan Guohui applied to the University of Southern California, while Chen Xing applied to the University of California State University, Los Angeles, a public school with cheaper tuition fees.

Therefore, the important task of queuing up to buy tickets at the Great Western Forum Arena was handed over to Gan Guoyang.

Because he is equivalent to China's sports special enrollment, and his admission procedures are different from ordinary college students, he is the only one who is very idle and comes to queue up early in the morning.

However, Gan Guoyang still underestimated the enthusiasm of the people of Los Angeles for the finals. When he arrived at the stadium at around six o'clock, the ticket office had already been coiled.

After waiting for nearly two hours, Gan Guoyang finally bought three tickets, and at least he didn't have to sit behind the basket.

During the queue, he became the focus of everyone's attention. His height and skin color were so eye-catching.

People around him kept chatting with him, asking him where he came from, or whether he liked basketball, which allowed Gan Guoyang to fully experience the friendship of the people of Los Angeles.

After buying the ticket, Gan Guoyang did not go back to the hotel directly. In this pleasant weather, he wanted to walk around nearby, but the other two guys had to do other things anyway.

To the north of the Great Western Forum Arena is the Faith Cemetery Park in Los Angeles, and to the west is the Street of Inglewood District.

"Inglewood? Inglewood? How do I remember that someone lives here?" Gan Guoyang thought of the name of the region in Inglewood, and felt a little vague memory, as if someone he knew lived here.

In fact, the person Gan Guoyang knew who lived in Inglewood was Paul Pierce.

After the last encounter at the Binhai Stadium, Pierce moved his family to Inglewood, and Gan Guoyang also lost the opportunity to practice with this future star.

Now he racked his brains to think about who lives in Inglewood, but he can never remember it again.

At this time, the TV screen in a shop next to the street attracted Gan Guoyang's attention and made him no longer have to worry about who lives in Inglewood.

Gan Guoyang remembers that in later TV movies, if they tell stories about the United States in the 1980s, there are often large glass-to-ceiling windows on the street, either fur, coat, jewelry, or a stack of TV sets to play news or sports competitions there.

Now, there are stacks of TVs in a store where Gan Guoyang passes, and news about the finals is being played.

In the previous two games, the Lakers, who played away, stole a victory in Philadelphia in the first game, returned to Los Angeles with a total score of 1:1, and gained a home advantage.

Gan Guoyang looked at the 18-inch color TV in the window. The playback was covered with rough particles, but he was also attracted by the wonderful competition highlights.

What surprised Gan Guoyang even more was that the channels played by these TVs were actually from Taiwan, because he had seen that the advertisements played after the highlights were Taiwanese advertisements.

It has been a long time since Gan Guoyang saw the faces of Chinese people on TV - except for the occasional passerby A in the news.

"Is this appliance store run by Chinese?" Gan Guoyang was a little curious. He looked up and found that the sign was in both English and Chinese, and it was written as Zhengmin Electric.

Gan Guoyang lowered his head and looked at the TV again, and found that a sports advertisement was being played on the TV, which was from Adidas.

The heroine of the advertisement is a 14 or 15-year-old basketball player with a head of broken hair, bright eyes and bright teeth, and the rough picture quality cannot cover up her snow-white skin.

More importantly, she was filled with a sporty atmosphere, and her smile on TV was filled with youth and vitality.

Gan Guoyang looked at the heroine of this advertisement and felt familiar no matter how he looked at it.

"What happened today? Why do you always feel familiar?" Gan Guoyang's mind was full of question marks. He felt something was wrong today. When he saw something, he always felt that he had an impression, but he couldn't remember it.

The advertisement ended and gave the heroine a positive close-up. The amazing temperament came to her face with the screen, and the familiarity once again hit Gan Guoyang's mind.

"Ah! I understand, this is..." Gan Guoyang finally remembered who this was.

"Hey! Why are you always standing at the door of my store? You won't come in to buy things!" At this time, a crisp, loud and angry voice sounded in Gan Guoyang's ears.

"Wang Zuxian!" Gan Guoyang finally remembered who the face on the TV was, and he also heard the sound coming from the side and turned around and looked over.

"Who is Joey Wong? What do you want to do when you stand at the door of my store? Haven't you watched enough TV?"

The person who spoke was a tall girl wearing a goose yellow T-shirt, denim shorts and a baseball cap.

She was dragging a pair of flip-flops on her feet, standing in front of the glass window with her waist on her waist, staring at her big eyes, pouting her mouth, and questioning at Gan Guoyang.

"Uh...this..." Gan Guoyang suddenly felt a little confused. He could see wherever he wanted on the street, without affecting the business in the store.

Besides, aren’t the large glass windows of electrical appliance stores for people to visit?

He looked at the fierce girl who suddenly appeared and realized that the girl seemed to be a mixed-race child.

Although she couldn't see her specific appearance clearly because she was wearing a baseball cap and backlight, she could roughly see her beautiful face and slender neck, which were dazzling white in the sun.

Her nose and mouth look small and delicate, unlike Western whites, but not as flat as some yellows.

The goose yellow T-shirt on the upper body is obviously several sizes bigger, like a cover, but there are still two marks on the chest.

The shorts on the lower body seem a bit out of place in the current season, but there is no doubt that the two long white legs are enough to make the summer sunshine come soon.

"Hey, what are you looking at!" The girl seemed to notice something, and a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks and ears.

"Aren't you cold in dressing like this?" Gan Guoyang asked calmly.

The girl's face turned redder, and her hand that was squatting on her waist also clenched her fists, as if she was about to rush up to hit someone.

"Fuxi, what are you doing?" At this time, another person walked out of the electrical appliance store. He was a middle-aged man wearing a blue plaid shirt, and had yellow skin.

"He always stands here in the window, and he stays by not leaving to watch TV!" the girl turned around and said angrily.

Gan Guoyang was stunned again when he looked at the girl's tall and beautiful back, and he didn't know what to say at once.

"Don't mess around, you have to worry about standing in front of the window watching TV. Why did you run out in these shorts? Go back quickly!" the middle-aged man said sternly. He should be the elder of this girl, and he seemed to be unable to stand girls wearing such short pants.

"Hmph~" The girl didn't look back and snorted and went in.

Gan Guoyang seemed to be redder when he saw her neck.

"Sorry, sir, it's my daughter, you've bothered you." The middle-aged man apologized politely to Gan Guoyang.

"...Oh... It's okay... Uh, are you Chinese?" Gan Guoyang asked in Chinese instead. He saw that this middle-aged man should be Chinese.

"Yes, I'm Chinese, but I'm from Taiwan." The middle-aged man's face immediately smiled and replied in Chinese, although he spoke very strongly.

Gan Guoyang, who had lived in Chinatown for a long time, has long been familiar with this kind of Hong Kong, Taiwan, and southern Fujian accent that was popular in the mainland in the future.

"Hello, I am from Jiangsu and from mainland China."

"Is that so? Are your ancestral home in Jiangsu?" The middle-aged man suddenly felt a little excited when he heard that Gan Guoyang was from Jiangsu.

"Yes, but I have moved my family a few times. My father said that my hometown is in Huai'an area." Gan Guoyang said.

Foreign countries, when Chinese people meet each other, the first thing they talk about is where their hometowns are. In this distant America, in addition to their skin color, the hometown on the other side can make people feel more intimate.

"So you are from Huai'an! Good Huai'an, good Huai'an~" The middle-aged man's eyes were a little wandering and confused after hearing Gan Guoyang's words, as if he had thought of some old past events.

Gan Guoyang stood there blankly, but he didn't know what to say. At this time, he glanced at him and found a pair of eyes in the window looking at him. As soon as he turned his head, the figure disappeared immediately.

"It seems to be that girl..." Gan Guoyang thought, looking at the goose yellow back.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I've been wasting your time. If you need it in the future, you can come to my store, which has discounts for Chinese people." The middle-aged man seemed to have been relieved from his contemplation and apologized to Gan Guoyang again.

Gan Guoyang also said goodbye to the middle-aged man and left with his forehead. He was confused about this inexplicable "storm".

However, that fierce but beautiful girl left a deep shadow in his heart.

"Fuxi? What a strange name... I don't know what his surname is... He looks quite tall, he is 6 feet tall..."

Gan Guoyang thought, but turned to the north.

Walking on the bustling Los Angeles neighborhood, Gan Guoyang remembered a lot, the girl just now, his hometown, the story of "Gan Guoyang", the story of "The Future", and the final of the California Second-level High School League in Los Angeles on April 1st and the heartbreaking last minute.

Before he knew it, Gan Guoyang actually went back to the vicinity of the Great Western Forum Arena and walked to the Faith Cemetery Park on the north side of the Arena.
To be continued...