The older superstars of the NBA

"Chinese men's professional basketball player Zhao Feiyang was cut by the Los Angeles Lakers today."

"Zhao Feiyang's NBA career, from the beginning to the end, only lasted for more than a month. Perhaps he is not the most talented Chinese player..."

"The NBA career has come to an end, what should Zhao Feiyang do?"

Almost immediately after Zhao Feiyang was laid off, the Huaxia media became restless.

Both CCTV Sports and major sports forums reported the news, and many self-media authors wrote various articles to analyze Zhao Feiyang's performance in the NBA.

In short, Zhao Feiyang became the protagonist again in a way he didn't want to see.

China.

Outside the airport hall in Mingzhu City, Zhang Jiaying, who just got off the plane, was dragging her luggage and getting ready to go out.Just at this moment, her phone vibrated and a message popped up on the screen.

Zhang Jiaying didn't think much about it, she thought it was someone who sent the message, but she took out her mobile phone and looked through it, and found that the message about Zhao Feiyang popped up.

"Ok?"

"Fired by the team?"

Zhang Jiaying opened the news and read it for a while. After a while, she couldn't help but chuckled and shook her head, as if she was grateful for her choice.

"I knew it was impossible for him!"

Zhang Jiaying walked two steps while talking, but she stopped quickly. She took out her mobile phone and opened the chat software. After hesitating for only 3 seconds, she clicked on Zhao Feiyang's profile picture, and then firmly deleted it.

At the same time, in the apartment in Los Angeles, Zhao Feiyang was also packing his luggage.

The Lakers have settled all his expenses in the team. After the handover is completed, it does not make much sense for him to stay in the United States.

Depressed, after packing his luggage, he also rarely found a nearby tavern, and started to binge drink as soon as he sat in. He had never drank alcohol for the sake of his health, making an exception this time, even though there was a plate of peanuts on the bar There is no rice, but Zhao Feiyang is still drinking.

I don't know how long or how much I drank, Zhao Feiyang felt his mind gradually getting confused, even the ceiling began to spin, he tried hard to control his body balance, but he still accidentally threw himself on the ground.

"Hey, wake up!"

When Zhao Feiyang passed out, a girl with an Asian face appeared in front of Zhao Feiyang. She was wearing the uniform of a bar staff and wearing glasses, and she kept shouting at Zhao Feiyang, but Zhao Feiyang couldn't hear what she said clearly at this time.

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"Where am I?"

The morning sun shone on Zhao Feiyang's face, the golden light was very dazzling, and finally woke him up from his deep sleep.

After opening his eyes, Zhao Feiyang felt that everything around him was strange.

He was in a house, exactly, a house he had never been in.Judging from the decoration and furnishing, most of them are also apartment buildings.Still, it was much smaller than the apartment he rented, and the old floors and faded walls hinted at an old house.

Zhao Feiyang was lying on a brown sofa, because the sofa was not short enough, a chair was specially padded for his feet.

His lower body was wearing trousers, but his upper body was bare. Fortunately, a blanket was draped over his body, so that his muscular figure was not exposed.

"I rely on!"

"what's the situation?"

Zhao Feiyang panicked for a moment.

He tried his best to pat his forehead, trying to remind himself of what happened last night, but he just remembered drinking and falling asleep, and he had no memory of other things at all.

"No way?"

Zhao Feiyang was terrified in his heart. He knew that there were many "soldiers" in the United States. These people looked like normal people on the surface, but they were very keen on "fighting bayonets".

On the street where Zhao Feiyang lived, he heard from the owner of the apartment that a comatose person was once stabbed in the back by a homeless man outside. What's worse, the police did not catch the beggar who committed the crime afterwards.

And the man with the "chrysanthemum incomplete" also chose to leave the city a few days later, and has never appeared since then.

Perhaps because of subconscious fear, Zhao Feiyang quietly stretched out his right hand. After some investigation, he got up and took two steps, but he didn't feel any abnormality coming from the chrysanthemum.

This made Zhao Feiyang feel a little relieved.

"so close!"

"It shouldn't... definitely not... Laozi's body is absolutely pure...."

Just when Zhao Feiyang was thinking wildly, the door of the apartment opened from the outside, and he saw a young girl with an Asian face appearing in front of him, holding large and small bags of vegetables and food in her hands.

The familiar face made Zhao Feiyang wake up instantly, and it also reminded him that the last person he saw before he passed out last night was the person in front of him.

"Are you awake?"

"how do you feel?"

After the girl put down the vegetable bag and food, she took the initiative to care about Zhao Feiyang.

"Uh...what the hell happened last night?"

"Sorry, I can't even remember..."

"We should...no...then what!"

While talking, Zhao Feiyang pointed to the blanket on his body, unexpectedly the girl laughed out loud.

"You think too much!"

"Nothing happened!"

"My name is Jiang Qiuyue, and I'm a waiter in a tavern. You were drunk last night and vomited all over your body. Later, I washed your clothes for you... I was going to call the police, but I heard you say Huaxia language, I brought you to the apartment where I live...I am also from China, and I came to Los Angeles to study..."

Jiang Qiuyue looked very innocent and had a very gentle personality. Zhao Feiyang only talked with her for a few minutes, and soon he was full of affection for this compatriot.

It's not that he hasn't met Chinese people since he arrived in the United States, but many Chinese people talk about compatriots, but in fact they cheat you in private without discussing it.

Jiang Qiuyue is the first exception Zhao Feiyang has seen so far.

Zhao Feiyang originally planned to invite Jiang Qiuyue to have a meal to thank him, but he didn't expect that the other party bought a bunch of ingredients, but made a table of simple home-cooked dishes for Zhao Feiyang.

After sitting at the dining table and having a few mouthfuls, Zhao Feiyang was stunned by Jiang Qiuyue's cooking skills!

"Fuck! It's so delicious!"

Watching Zhao Feiyang gobble it up, Jiang Qiuyue also looked happy.

"By the way, what do you do?"

"Seeing you drank so much last night, did something bad happen to you?"

Zhao Feiyang didn't know what to say at this time, he just smiled helplessly and shook his head at Jiang Qiuyue, "I came to the United States with the intention of making a career, but it's a pity...it failed so far, so I decided to I'm going back in two days..."

"It's okay, failure is not terrible, as long as you always keep improving."

Jiang Qiuyue comforted her.

Perhaps seeing that Zhao Feiyang was in a bad mood, she even specially told two jokes to comfort her. This kind of behavior also filled Zhao Feiyang's heart with warmth, and she became more and more fond of the Huaxia girl in front of her.

Just when he was about to finish his meal, Zhao Feiyang's cell phone rang again, he was a little surprised to see it was an unfamiliar number, but he connected it immediately.

"Hey!"

"Excuse me, is this Zhao Feiyang? Hello, I'm Pat Riley, the general manager of the Heat. I want to talk to you about joining the Heat!"