Life in San Antonio is boring.
Although this is a big city in Texas, its main business is livestock and agriculture.
In addition to hosting basketball games, the Spurs' home court also hosts livestock competitions every year.
Every time Min Congda comes to San Antonio to play, he feels the faint smell of horse manure in the venue.
There are very few places suitable for entertainment in the whole city. After the first game, Min Congda asked Bonner, what fun places are there in the Holy City?
He was really blind. For a person like Bonner who used coupons for meals and took the subway for training and competitions, what interesting places could he know?
Why don't I take you to a car repair shop to see how the car is repaired? Earn some money for repairs by the way?
After thinking for a long time, Bonner only thought of the famous San Antonio Riverwalk in the Holy City.
This is a pedestrian street built along the San Antonio River and is known as the No. 1 entertainment destination in Texas.
But after arriving here, Min Congda knew that this so-called "entertainment" was not the entertainment he wanted.
This is just a gathering place for various restaurants and shopping malls, just like Nanjing Road in Shanghai.
"Damn it, what's the point of a place like this? What a shabby city. You can't win at basketball and there's no place to play."
Min Congda looked at the clear water of the San Antonio River, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Is there a river here? How about fishing here?"
But what should I do if I don’t have a fishing rod in my hand?
Moreover, fishing in the United States is very troublesome and requires a special fishing license.
In addition to requiring a fishing license, you can only use your own fishing rods and cannot borrow them.
Live bait cannot be used when fishing. If a special fish is caught, it must be recorded. Some small fish that do not meet the size must be thrown back into the water.
In short, there are a lot of troublesome rules, and it is far from being as easy as fishing abroad.
Min Congda's fishing license is from California, and he definitely doesn't have a Texas fishing license. It's too late to get one now.
Thinking of these troubles, the idea of fishing was abandoned.
Then Min Congda thought of an activity that was very similar to fishing: shooting guns!
As the saying goes, in a free America, there are shootings every day.
Coming to Texas, a big gun-friendly state, how could Min Congda not experience the feeling of playing with a gun!
So, Min Congda went to several gun stores and saw a really dazzling array of American guns.
But he was soon told that a gun license was also required to play with guns in Texas.
Moreover, Min Congda is a Californian. Even if he has a license, he cannot rent a gun and play with it in Texas.
Seeing the disappointment on Min Congda's face, the owner of a gun shop recognized Min Congda.
"You're the Clippers' general manager, Smart Min, right?"
"Yes, that's right, it's me. Are you a Spurs fan?"
"Hmm, there is no one in San Antonio who is not a Spurs fan. Thank you so much for picking us as your opponent in the first round."
The boss's tone sounded a little unkind. Min Congda looked at the firearms in the store and suddenly felt a chill in his back.
Why did you come here so well? During this time, the Clippers were an unpopular group, if not public enemies of the Holy City.
What's more, after yesterday's victory over the Spurs, Cole praised Min Congda at the press conference, saying that he insisted on choosing the Spurs as his opponent.
If this angers the gun-toting Texas rednecks, Min Congda will have no good fruit to eat, only good guns to eat.
"Well, I won't buy it, I won't play anymore! I'm leaving!"
Min Congda was about to leave, but his boss stopped him and said, "Hey Mr. Smart, if you really want to play something, I can recommend a project to you."
"Really? What project? 298 or 998?"
“A very fun project that everyone who comes to Texas loves.”
An hour later, Min Congda got on a tour bus heading to the outskirts of San Antonio, and went fishing for crabs with a group of local uncles and aunties from the Holy City and foreign travelers!
Yes, this was the entertainment activity recommended by the gun shop owner. Min Congda, who really had nothing to do, hesitated for a while but decided to give it a try.
Among the passengers in the same car, Min Congda met two young Chinese tourists.
One of them was very tall. He immediately recognized Min Congda and came up to say hello.
"Oh, you're the Clippers' general manager, Smart Min!"
Min Congda smoothed his hair, thinking that it was really bad to be a celebrity. He would be recognized wherever he went. It was too annoying.
"Hello, are you visiting the United States?"
"Yes, I am studying in the United States, an international student. Do you speak Chinese?"
The international student asked in Chinese in the second half of the sentence.
Min Congda thought to himself that I am so good at fucking!
Since coming to the United States, Min Congda has worked hard to learn English.
A good foundation and language environment enabled him to become fluent in it quickly.
Writing is no longer a problem now.
But as a Chinese, it is really annoying not being able to speak Chinese.
It's great to meet someone here who can communicate in Chinese.
"Of course I do. Where are you from? Which school are you studying in?"
"I'm from Huai'an, my hometown, and I study at the University of Kentucky. This time I came to Texas to play and watch the playoffs. This is my good friend, Wei Dazhi."
The fat man next to him came up and said to Min Congda with a smile on his face: "Hello, Mr. Smart, the Clippers are really amazing. They actually beat the Spurs in the first game. You guys are going to be a black eight!"
Min Congda thought to himself, thank you so much. I came out to catch crabs just because I didn’t want to do this. You really know how to pick up and not open the pot.
"The University of Kentucky is good. This school is very good at basketball. We once had a Kentucky graduate, Bledsoe, on our team, but he was traded away."
"I know, I know, hey, that's my senior and a teammate."
"Teammate? Are you from the Kentucky basketball team? By the way, I forgot to ask your name. Why don't you introduce yourself?"
Only then did Min Congda remember that this boy even introduced his friend's name, but not his own.
Unexpectedly, when the name was mentioned, the boy started to hesitate.
Finally he reluctantly said: "Gan Liliang."
When Min Congda heard this, why did you curse?
"Hey, I asked you your name. Why are you scolding me? I can't ask you your name?"
"No, I mean, my name is Gan Liliang."
Min Congda had a question mark on his face, what kind of stupid name is this?
Who in the brain would think of such a name?
"I have an English name. My name is Bruce Lee."
"This is a good name, Bruce Lee, just like Bruce Lee. By the way, you are on the Kentucky school team. Why haven't I seen your information in the scouting report?"
After saying this, Gan Liliang's expression became unnatural again.
He sneered and said, "I...I paid to join the school team."
(End of chapter)
