Super Basketball Manager

Chapter 36 Love Comes Knocking

Another fruitless weekend, Ron got up early and walked through the streets...

He still "works" for the kind landlord little old man every Sunday as usual, although today looks different, he doesn't understand why there is a large group of people waiting for him to open the door early in the morning, and many people even bring their own posters and pens...

The portrait on the poster made him gasp...Scarlett!Many people ran over friendly and struck up a conversation with the unknown him.

"Hi! She has come to Houston, will she come to this bookstore again this time?"

For the fans and star fans, Ron is embarrassed to interfere with their freedom, but he still kindly reminded: "This store belongs to Uncle Tucker's personal business place, so far we have not received any invitation letter for any person to come to visit...so..."

Many people seemed indifferent: "No, she will come, she is so fond of everything..."

The old music on the radio made Ron miss the parting kiss. It's hard to believe, isn't it?
It was just a dream, yes.Ron said to himself.

But why after learning the news that she came to Houston again... I still can't calm down in my heart?

Maybe I should volunteer to meet her?What can I say?
"Hi, long time no see...can you please let me confirm what happened that day again?" Get rid of the joke.

Ron muttered inwardly, but unconsciously tidied up his appearance.

Listen, Ron, you gotta remember the dream you've always had...what on earth did you come here for...don't forget your Chinese dream...your team is floundering in the mud and you're full of unrealistic things on your mind...

Pick up girls?Ron laughed at himself, and looked at the passing bus outside the window, on which was still the woman he missed day and night...

Oh god, I might...Ron scratching his head...I have no idea about work...

I fell in love with you without knowing it... Maybe I can forget it for a while when I am busy, but once I hear about you, I will be at a loss...

The radio lazily played some classic tunes from the 60s, and the originally cheerful people in the bookstore gradually lost their patience as time passed...

business is good...

When the setting sun appeared on the street, Uncle Tucker pushed open the door of the bookstore with a smile.

"Oh? That big guy is back today?" He glanced at the drawer full of small change, and said happily.

Ron smiled helplessly.

"Don't take me for a spin, uncle..."

The two sat in front of the door very comfortably, enjoying the last ray of the sunset, but Ron suddenly had some inexplicable hope in his heart...

"Uncle, this...this week...does the bookstore have any special messages or anything..."

"Oh, old man, I can't remember very well, except for those selling tabloids and insurance, do you want me to write down all the messages?"

Looking at the uncle who was having a lot of fun, Ron was also happy: "Oh, I'm just asking..."

"Hey... Are you in a relationship? Let me think about it..." The old man suddenly patted his head, and Ron became inexplicably excited for a while.

"Oh! Sorry, I forgot..."

"what?"

"A few days ago, there was a call from your mother. She told you not to forget to eat lunch, and she is fine, but her rheumatism has happened again..."

Ron was disappointed: "Nothing else?"

"Absolutely not!" The old man plugged in his earphones.

Ron smiled and nodded... Turning around, his eyes were full of disappointment...

Yeah, you're a big star on high, what am I?small employees.We also have different cultures and backgrounds...we even only met twice...

"However, if we try hard to remember! Last night, when you were sleeping like a dead pig, I secretly saw that a New York girl named Scarlett called you...but you didn't hear...so I answered the phone for you..."

The little old man blushed a little and turned away. Ron looked at him, but he didn't blame him for invading his privacy. Instead, he felt a deep gratitude...

"What did she say?"

"It's so strange... She said that she searched almost all the addresses in Houston before she found your phone... But you never answered it..." The little old man gossiped: "I thought again, what kind of girl is confused by a dick like you, why didn't she call your office? Doesn't she know that you are usually in the office?"

Ron was embarrassed and happy, and his heart was full of irrepressible joy.

"Oh, by the way, she said she told you to call her at the Rizzi Hotel, but she told you to call her by a different name..." The little old man had a hint of judgment in his eyes, "I was thinking this morning, will the bookstore have another big harvest today..."

"Wait...wait a minute...what's that called?" Ron asked.

"..." The little old man tried hard to recall: "Oh, damn, I forgot..."

Ron was speechless, but rushed towards the bookstore's phone at a very fast speed...

"Oh, what am I going to say..." The little old man spread his hands...

...

"Hello! Is this the Ritz Hotel?"

"Yes! May I help you!"

"Oh!" Ron took a deep breath, "I... came here to find, um..."

There was a burst of impatience on the phone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have a friend who left a message with you, but she may have left a nickname that I don't know..."

"Nickname?" The phone said in surprise: "Dear sir, you have to understand that we have hundreds of messages left here almost every day, so I'm afraid I can't help you, maybe you can think about it carefully, what other tips does your boring friend have..."

"...Try 'Black Widow' (the role played by Scarlett in "Iron Man 2")?" Ron blurted out, suddenly not convinced even himself: "Oh, please forgive me, I didn't intentionally mess with you, or make trouble with you, she may be a little...different from ordinary people...she...she is a big star..."

"Of course, sir, almost all the people who live here are big stars..." A friendly smile came from the phone: "Please wait a moment..."

What?What does please wait mean?
"Hello? Hello?" Ron suddenly raised his throat...

"Hello? This is Scarlett Johansson..." The gentle voice came from the phone, and Ron suddenly felt like the world was falling apart...

"I...I...I am, the Chinese, the bookstore, your temporary taxi driver in New York, remember?" Instincts went blank again...

"Hehe...you really know how to play cool...handsome guy, I've been looking for you for a whole month...I'll call back after I finish filming..." The phone echoed with tenderness like water.

Ron's mind was blank, and he just smirked to himself: "Oh, no, I swear I've never done anything cool in my life... You know, I'm Chinese, we don't like gramophones...we only make calls...mobile phones..."

"Then dear handsome guy, can you tell me your mobile phone number?" The phone was full of seductive laughter.

"Uh, maybe...how about you tell me your mobile phone number..." Ron laughed.

"That won't work, unless...you come to ask for it in person...I'm very busy now, and I'm free at about 7 o'clock..."

"Okay...ok...very good!"

"bye."

"Bye..." Ron, who still couldn't get enough of it, reluctantly put down the microphone in his hand.

Great...so great...when will the alarm go off?It's time for the dream to end!

He hesitated, then suddenly came to his senses, screaming and jumping like a child...

...

The beautiful aerospace city of Houston, in Ron's eyes, one piece after another of the scenery was reversed. After the bus arrived at the stop, he smiled and straightened his appearance.

A group of protesting Houston fans passed him with a sign saying Morey dismissed from get out of class. Americans only value results... there is no doubt about it.

Let's put down the team first. Ron is holding a bouquet of carnations. He doesn't know if it's good for Americans to send flowers on their first date. The last bit of sunset at dusk shines directly on his confident face. After crossing the street, you can see the European-style buildings in sight.

At this moment, Ron's heart was filled with a passionate march, and in front of the elevator, a young man who looked gentle and gentle stepped in with him...

"How many floors?"

"Thank you, thirteenth floor!"

The elevator kept going up, but Ron hesitated at this moment, he was always deeply disturbed by this date...

There is always a reason in my heart, is it his charming and deep eyes again?or…

The two got out of the elevator at the same time, and the guy followed Ron like a shadow, until the two stopped in the same room at the same time...

The uneasiness finally became a reality. He had heard about the hobbies of foreigners and rich people from the returnees. Harmonious promiscuity or other evil thoughts made him gasp. He pointed to the door with anxiety and asked.

"You... are you sure you're here too?"

"Yes, yes, that's right..." He took out the documents from his briefcase, expressionless as if he was performing official duties.

Ron hesitantly knocked on the door... the flowers on his hand were a little wilted...

Even so, he nodded politely to the man and smiled.

The door creaked open, and a cheerful woman in overalls greeted them with a smile.

"Hi! I'm Karen! Sorry, the press conference was a bit busy..."

She sent out a book of film reviews by herself, and the people behind listened carefully. Ron was surprised, and took it...

"Come with me! Get in here..."

Walking through the corridor, a group of people lined up, thankfully there are men and women, some even have cameras hanging on their chests...

"So... what do you guys think of the film?" Karen asked.

Ron turned his head inexplicably and looked at the young man who came with him behind him.

"I think it's amazing!..." He had a longing look on his face, and then thought carefully for a while: "The witty shooting technique makes people...reminiscent of "Two Smoking Barrels" and "Trainspotting"..."

Karen took notes seriously, and smiled smugly. First, Ron looked at him in a daze, and then both of them looked at Ron at the same time, waiting for his speech...

"I...I agree..." Ron shrugged, pretending to be appreciative.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm too busy, I didn't remember which magazine you belong to..."

"Best Film Critic"

"Okay! What about you? The handsome guy from the East..."

Ron glanced away nervously, and saw the top book: "Well... "Mule and Hound" (a magazine describing animals and nature)"

The guy bent his mouth and nodded slightly rigorously, and Ron also bent his mouth and nodded...

"My name is Ron, I think, actually...maybe...Scarlett is waiting for my...interview?!"

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll go take a look..." Karen quickly walked into another small room...

"I see, Mr. Luo, you brought her a bunch of flowers..." The guy smiled kindly.

"Hmm...don't get me wrong...actually I...it's for my grandma...she lives...nearby...well..." Ron felt embarrassed...

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