One Guard

　　 After the training this afternoon, Vignali originally invited Yiyang to dinner. But thinking of the Los Angeles reporters and fans who looked at him, Yiyang still politely refused.

"I am now the most wanted criminal in Los Angeles. If I was recognized on the street, it might lead to a street fight." On the phone, Yiyang was also very helpless. In the past, as a bench rookie for the Mavericks, Yiyang was not even a star in the star-studded Los Angeles, so he was rarely disturbed when he went out.

But now it's different. How much people in this city love Kobe, so much hate Yiyang right now. After all, this rookie guard broke the beautiful illusions of too many Los Angelesers.

"It's a pity, I wanted to go to Santa Monica Beach with you again." Listening to Vignali's words, Yiyang remembered the first time they kissed on the beach during the All-Star Game. . Thinking of this, his face turned slightly red.

"Where are we going to play this summer!" And Vignali, thinking of more beautiful places, wanted to go with Yiyang.

"I don't know... Maybe, Italy?" Yiyang, as a poor boy who grew up in the Wood District, has basically never been abroad since he came to the United States. All corners of this world are new and unfamiliar to him.

"My hometown? I'm afraid that after you go, you won't want to go back to the United States." Although Yiyang just said casually, Vignali's travel plan had already emerged in her mind.

"Of course, before that, I have to get the championship first!" Compared with the travel plan, Yiyang is now more concerned about the ongoing playoffs. Before all the dust settles, Yiyang may not even have the mind to consider the issue of vacation.

"Tomorrow night I will go to the scene to cheer for you, play hard, don't let the trophy wait too long. By the way, have you heard of Kyle Thompson's bet?"

"Of course I know. Actually, I also really want to see what is going on with shooting with my butt." Yiyang smiled. Tomorrow's Staples may be quite lively...

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"Okay, babies, go back to your room and go to bed. It's late." In a mansion in Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, a mother seemed to be urging her two daughters to go to bed. For parents with children, this is the last busy time of the day.

"But my father hasn't told us a story yet." The younger cute girl stretched out her fleshy fingers and pointed to the balcony outside the French window.

On the balcony, a tall, strong man is looking at the night view of Los Angeles with his arms around his chest.

"Shhh..." The mother put her index finger on her lips and motioned to the children not to disturb the man. "Daddy will be here in a while, you go to bed and sleep well, okay?" Mother deliberately lowered her voice.

The two little girls nodded vigorously, and one dragged a stuffed bear and ran back to their room.

Watching the daughters return to the room obediently, the mother let out a sigh of relief. Next, it's time to see the "older boy" for myself.

Standing on the balcony, looking at the star-lit Los Angeles. This city is like a star in the dark universe, or a piece of jewelry in a dark cave. It is always so eye-catching and brilliant.

Behind the man, the sound of the French window being opened rang into his ears. He turned his head, and his most beloved woman was walking towards him with a smile.

"Are the children asleep?" The man looked at the empty living room inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the two naughty little daughters were not in it.

"Not yet, waiting for you to tell a bedtime story in the room." The wife plunged directly into the man's arms, and the two hugged each other tightly.

"In these years, I haven't encountered such a difficult situation." The man began to talk about the unsatisfactory work, and the woman listened obediently in the man's arms.

"Your ankles and knees...I don't want you to have to play with your daughters in a wheelchair in the future." The woman said with a bit of pain, and grasped the man's back. "Others only care if you can win, but I don't think so. Your health comes first."

"I know I know that Phil also has control of my playing time. Don't worry, I want to win and be healthy." The man comforted his wife, knowing that he shouldn't bring this trouble to the family.

Looking at the time, it was late. The man took his wife's hand and walked indoors.

"Let's go Vanessa, it's time to tell the children a bedtime story." Kobe, a cold-blooded viper on the basketball court, at this moment, in the family, he showed a warm smile that outsiders can't see... ...

After comforting his daughter and wife, Kobe lay on the big bed, but couldn't sleep well.

He always slept in a daze, then had a dream, and then suddenly woke up. I slept drowsily, had a dream, then woke up suddenly, and kept cycling.

Tomorrow's game has been lingering in Kobe's mind. As long as he closes his eyes, all kinds of tactics, various situations, and Yiyang's cold face will flash in his mind.

I don't know how long it took, Kobe fell asleep again in a daze. But after a while, Kobe flashed back to the court. He heard the noisy shouts of fans. He was in front of a basket. There was not much time left on the timer on the basket, and the Lakers were still one point behind.

Kobe looked down, the ball was in his hands. What else is there to hesitate? Kobe wants to shoot the ball!

Thinking of this, Kobe bent his knees, took off, pressed his wrists, moved his fingers, and shot the ball. The moment the ball went out, Kobe felt he had it! Today, it will be the moment when he will once again complete the earth-shattering lore!

However, the basketball didn't fly far, but a big hand came from the side, slamming the basketball away from the original flight path.

Kobe looked up in amazement, he couldn't see who was covering himself. But he clearly saw the big number one and yellow skin on the back of that person.

Lost? Lost!

"Lost!" Kobe suddenly sat up from the bed, surrounded by a dark room, the slightly lit sky outside the window, and his sleeping wife beside him.

Kobe was awakened again, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, it was another **** nightmare!

In the room, the air conditioner made a low buzzing sound, proving that it had been working. Kobe grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside table, and it was only five o'clock in the morning. It was still early, Kobe wanted to lie down and continue to sleep, but when he thought of the scenes in his dream and the game tonight, he lost sleep.

Tonight's game, if you really lose, then the Lakers this season will be completely over. Although being behind 3-0 does not determine the final outcome, even a triumphant and paranoid person like Kobe knows that it is almost impossible to make a comeback when behind 3-0.

Kobe is under too much pressure. He can't lose in today's game and can't make any mistakes. Today, he and the Lakers are fighting each other on the edge of the cliff!

Thinking of this, Kobe shook his head vigorously. He knew that if he played in such a high-pressure state, he would definitely not be able to perform well. He needs to relax, watching the sun that is about to rise in Los Angeles, Kobe seems to think of a good place.

Get up to wash, change into clothes, and bring a basketball. Kobe opened the door lightly, for fear of disturbing his sleeping wife and children.

Facing the sunrise, Kobe drove the car towards the peaceful place he liked most.

In addition to the pleasant sunshine in California, the most indispensable are the golden beaches and the blue sea.

There are countless famous beaches in Los Angeles. Every year, the beach belt of this city welcomes a large number of tourists.

But Kobe's destination at this time is not Santa Monica, but a relatively unpopular, but always attracting people's attention, Venice Beach.

In the distance, the deep and far Pacific Ocean, the coastal roads a little closer, the green lawns closer, the seabirds flapping their wings in the blue sky, the moisture in the air is penetrated by the sun... And here, there is a basketball court.

Venice Beach Stadium, as famous as Rock Park in New York, is one of the most popular street basketball mecca in the United States.

The huge coconut trees surround the court, and the stands of the basketball court are wavy, like waves surrounding the sea. The ground of the basketball court was painted in sea blue, and in the three-second zone it was light blue, with several white "waves" painted on it. Coming here is like playing on the sea. Coupled with the beautiful beach scenery around the stadium and the 5-6 o'clock sunshine in Los Angeles, this place is simply a perfect place to relax.

Kobe parked the car and walked towards the court holding the basketball. It is now half past five in the morning and there is no one on the beach. At this time, he was the only one who would go to the basketball court.

But today, when Kobe approached the court, he heard the sound of basketball colliding with the concrete floor.

"Why are you here too!?" Hearing someone talking, the person on the court suddenly turned his head. The two looked at each other and then smiled. It's really Yuanjialuzhai.

"I wanted to visit the Venice Beach Stadium for a long time, but I never had the chance. If I could play in this place for a lifetime, it would be perfect..." Yiyang said, picking up the basketball and taking care of himself. To play.

The sea breeze blew slightly and rolled up their shorts. The feeling of coolness runs through the whole body, this place is ten times better than the noisy nba arena, a hundred times better!

After Kobe and Yiyang greeted briefly, they also played in the other half. The two have been speechless, because neither of them wanted to disturb each other, nor did they want to be disturbed by each other.

The sea-blue ground of the stadium is like magic, sucking all the negative pressure from Kobe. And Yiyang, who was sweating on the beach court, also adjusted his body to an extremely excited state.

During this time, no one spoke, except for the "boom" of basketball, only the sound of the waves rolling.

Yiyang looked sideways at the beach outside the stadium, everything was perfect. If there is a chance, he really hopes to come here with Vignali to enjoy the purest joy of basketball.

On the coastline, the sun slowly rose, illuminating the entire city of Los Angeles.

On the beach, a few morning jogger appeared sparsely. Kobe and Yiyang looked at their watches at the same time. At 6:40 in the morning, it was almost time, and both of them should leave.

The two turned around holding the basketball, slowly approaching each other, like two small boats meeting on the ocean.

"How about? The scenery here is not bad!" Bryant stood in the center of the court~www.novelmtl.com~, opened his arms and closed his eyes, enjoying the cool pleasure of the sea breeze blowing by his side.

"I feel that the whole person is a lot more relaxed." Yiyang took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the beach and the sunrise.

"So I love to come here before every important game, hey, have you heard of Kyle Thompson's bet?" Bryant turned his head and looked at Yiyang with interest.

"Why is everyone talking about this?" Yiyang shook his head helplessly.

"The way Kyle shoots with his **** should be funny, but..." The smile on Kobe's face gradually disappeared. "However, I won't let this happen at Staples."

"That's not for you, Bryant." After Yiyang said, the two turned around unconsciously and looked at each other face to face.

"Are you ready for tonight's game?" Kobe's eyes stared at Yiyang, his expression changed from friendly to serious.

"That's natural."

"Then...see you tonight."

"Well, see you tonight!" After a simple goodbye, the two turned and left and walked in different directions.

Kobe and Yiyang actually wanted to stay with each other for a while, then find a place to eat, have a cup of coffee, and have a good chat.

Maybe in the future, the two will really do this. But now, absolutely impossible! Because of the war, it continues!

This quiet morning, perhaps, is just a prelude to a crazy night in Los Angeles.