Chapter 1: The Sunset of Jinzhou ()

San Francisco, Waterfront Avenue.

The night alternates between the days, and the kumquat-colored sunset glows from far to near, dyeing the Kinmen Bridge, the sea, palm trees, pedestrians, and streets one by one with kumquat-colored halos.

Behind the gorgeous halo, it was the darkness of the night. In the shadows next to the street, beside the bench for tourists to rest, a little boy with a pointed chin, wearing a plaid shirt, his hair was gray. He seemed to have hesitated for a long time before stretching out a dry little hand and gently poked the stubble-covered face in front.

"oh!"

The face touched by this little hand was very young, with the characteristics of a typical oriental person, and was quite handsome. But at this time, he was very dirty and sloppy. When the child suddenly disturbed this, he reluctantly opened his eyes, a pair of dark and bright eyes.

He was a little impatient, but the little boy with a sharp chin that disturbed his dream suddenly screamed: "Oh! You are Chinese Kai, you are really Chinese Kai? Kai, I like you very much."

The little boy screamed in surprise and approached Wang Kai's side, and poked Wang Kai with his little hand again.

"Watch! Your wonderful footage is still being played on TV."

Wang Kai, who was still in a hangover, opened his eyes in a hazy way and looked at the TV wall of an electrical appliance store behind him.

But just a glance, Wang Kai's dark eyes were immediately covered with a thick fog.

Wang Kai on the TV wall, wearing a bright red Bulls uniform, broke into the Spurs basket in one step, and then soared into the air, and three people in the air hit the Spurs in one place.

With violent collisions and flashing lights, Wang Kai actually threw the basketball into the Spurs' basket in the roar.

The moment the basketball fell into the Nets, there was the jubilation in the audience and Kenny Smith's scream in surprise. This should have been the best compliment for a young player, but then I wanted to change the camera.

But when the man was just overturning, he saw Wang Kai who was still sharp just now, and had already fallen over and hugged his knees, rolling in pain.

When Wang Kai saw this scene, the pain at that time seemed to have returned to him, and his handsome eyebrows were twisted together.

"I think that unfortunate guy just now, except for the Chicago fans, many people have forgotten his past existence. But this unlucky guy averaged 18 points, 4 rebounds, and 2 assists in the only 13 games that the Bulls played. This is a guy with unlimited potential."

The camera on TV moved to TNT's live broadcast room, and Earl Smith continued his own broadcast with a joke that was nothing to do with him.

"But his luck is really bad! His career is only these 13 games. Look at the camera just now. That was his fourteenth game. In this game, he scored 15 points in one quarter, but then he suffered a serious injury in the confrontation in the second quarter."

"This poor young man's cruciate ligament was completely torn and his career was completely over. So we awarded the award for the most unlucky player of the year to Wang Kai, a player from China. This is an honorable award, I hope he will cherish it."

Earl-Smith smiled at the camera with a hint of climax, but Wang Kai's face turned bluer.

The little boy watched the TV in shock for a long time, and then turned around and asked in a daze: "Kay, what is said on TV is not true."

Wang Kai looked down at the little boy, and he wanted to say that it was not true. But God just stuffed him this bitter fate. Wang Kai could not escape, let alone deny it, and some could only sigh.

With a soft sigh, the little boy's eyes gradually became filled with loss, and he turned around and walked away along the San Francisco mountain road towards the city far away.

Watching the little boy leave, Wang Kai took out a bottle of rum from under the bench and took a sip. The spicy wine burned along his throat, like a line of fire, and directly burned into Wang Kai's heart.

Earl - Smith's NBA career ended after only thirteen games. But there are still many things that he didn't know at all. Those things made Wang Kai feel extremely painful than his short career.

Now he can only use endless alcohol and endless emptiness to fill the gap in his heart.

Looking at the pedestrians on the street and the afterglow of the sunset, Wang Kai poured wine gulps one by one. Until the night came, Wang Kai was a little drunk again and his eyes were confused again. But at this moment, at the shuttle bus, a royal blue Jaguar convertible sports car slowly stopped in front of Wang Kai.

The royal blue car body was shining with a flashing glow, which somewhat irritated Wang Kai's intoxicated eyes and raised his head drunk.

The two familiar faces were even more eye-catching than the royal blue car body. Even though they were drunk and numb to their body and mind, Wang Kai still felt like a needle prick, and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The person sitting in the driving position was wearing a straight suit, handsomely dressed, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He looked at Wang Kai with a smile, greeting him like an old friend who met him by chance.

"Hi! Wang Kai! Long time no see."

Wang Kai wanted to say something, but he burped his mouth! His face turned red.

The person in front of him is Wang Kai's former agent Zuo Xiaobai. He brought Wang Kai, the best player of CBA, to the United States with his agent team. He promoted Wang Kai into the hottest basketball player in China through domestic relations. He made himself favored by the Bulls management, but it was also him. When he learned that Wang Kai's injury was hopeless, he cheated Wang Kai's property and took Wang Kai's girlfriend away.

And now, Wang Kai's girlfriend Yang Kaitong is sitting in the passenger seat of the royal blue sports car, looking at Wang Kai with a smile.

She smiled so calmly and carelessly, as if she was just a colleague who had a relationship. However, from the first sight of Wang Kai, from the moment he saw her, those tender and unforgettable shots began to flash in front of him and in his mind.

On the beach, Wang Kai and she once hugged each other warmly, and her smile was so bright, like the scorching sun in the sky. In the dim bedroom, her red lips were so warm that she had completely melted herself. At that time, her world was soft and she thought she could snuggle until old age. But now?

I have experienced so much, beautiful, warm and warm with her, but she can look at herself with a quiet look.

Wang Kai asked himself that he couldn't do it, and he didn't even dare to look at the other party. He was afraid that he could not control himself. He was afraid that he would be impulsive and that he would go crazy.

So Wang Kai pinched the wine bottle, lowered his head, and almost used all his strength in his body before roaring hoarsely: "Get out, I don't want to see you."

The alcoholism and irregular life made Wang Kai’s voice very unpleasant, like a wounded beast. This was a roar from Wang Kai’s heart.

But Zuo Xiaobai and Yang Kaitong beside him didn't care at all. If Wang Kai was a wild beast, they would be like tourists sitting in an iron cage. No matter how roared the wild beast, they would be safe.

Zuo Xiaobai even patted the steering wheel lightly and teased Wang Kai: "Wang Kai, don't be excited! Although this Jaguar was bought with your money, this car once belonged to you."

When he said this, Zuo Xiaobai touched Yang Kaitong's face beside him, then ignored Yang Kaitong's pouting and Wang Zhen's anger, and continued: "But if I don't enjoy these for you, you are a waste who has wasted such a person's hard work and hope, are you worthy? Well! A lame waste?"

Zuo Xiaobai's words, the words "bad" and his unscrupulous touching Yang Kaitong's hand all rushed into Wang Kai's heart like gunpowder. He did not allow the one he once cherished to be trampled so much, and his dignity was so contemptuous. At this time, he finally couldn't control himself, and jumped up from the bench and rushed forward.

Zuo Xiaobai was obviously prepared for it. When he saw Wang Kai getting angry, he immediately rushed out with a little accelerator. The blue sports car rushed out like a wild horse that broke away from reins for more than ten meters in a flash.

But Wang Kai forgot something in his anger. Now he is indeed a waste. He didn't jump up or rush out. His body moved slightly violently, and his knees suddenly hurt violently like an electric shock. Just as Wang Kai felt pain, his eyes turned black, his body stiffened, and he fell directly to the side of the road.

Wang Kai suddenly fell down in the street, which immediately attracted passers-by to look at him. The blue Jaguar also stopped not far ahead. Zuo Xiaobai turned around and looked at Wang Kai contemptuously, and whispered two words.

"waste!"

Then the blue sports car drove Yang Kaitong away, watching the lights getting blurred. The pain in his knees made Wang Kai's forehead sweat. His hands were trembling because he was drunk, but none of these could match the severe pain in Wang Kai's heart at this time.
Chapter completed!