Cancer finally defeated Gan Guoyang's trio 10:4 without much suspense.
In the second half of the game, they used high-intensity personal defense to destroy the opponent's offense.
When the game was over, Gan Guohui sat on the ground, panting, and his sports vest was completely soaked.
Chen Xing, who has always had good physical strength, also held his knees and gasped for air. The 10-ball short game consumed a lot of physical energy.
Only Gan Guoyang didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, and his physical fitness was barely affected, but his face didn't look good.
We lost, and it was ugly.
He showed his talents, but also exposed his shortcomings.
Defense can rely on body and consciousness, but offense requires sufficient experience and details.
The audience at the scene was undoubtedly a little disappointed, Cancer tortured another opponent to death.
Although this tall Chinese man is very talented, he still looks too immature.
He couldn't even complete an effective post-up attack.
LaVine, Pittman and White came over to shake Gan Guoyang's hand.
White said in a lecturing tone: "You need to practice more, you are too rough."
Gan Guoyang clenched his fists, feeling terrible about losing.
You can't hit people yet. Basketball matters should be resolved with basketball.
Rochambeau Stadium is still dominated by the LaVine family, and Gan Guoyang and the other two left with their first defeat.
Before leaving, Garp stopped Gan Guoyang and said, "I am Garp LaVine, an English teacher. I want to talk basketball with you when you have time. Can you leave me your phone number and address?"
Gan Guoyang heard from Chen Xing that this Garp is a basketball celebrity in the San Francisco area, and knowing him might be able to get some basketball help.
Without thinking too much, Gan Guoyang took out the order card from Gan's Restaurant from his pocket and handed it to Karp, saying, "This is our restaurant. Come and eat when you have time. We can chat."
Garp accepted Gan Guoyang's card with a smile. He looked at Gan Guoyang's unhappy face and knew that he was unhappy about losing, so he didn't point fingers. He just sighed as he watched the three people leave: "If professional basketball could be carried out earlier, Training, maybe he will be a good player in the NCAA."
Karp regretted that Gan Guoyang's talent was not developed in time, but he obviously did not understand Gan Guoyang's true talent.
Of course, no one understands except Gan Guoyang himself.
Returning to Gan's Restaurant in the evening, after dinner, Gan Youwei noticed that his son was not in a good mood.
He has a stern face, works hard but too hard, and sometimes sighs slightly.
"Guoyang, are you... okay today?"
Gan Youwei didn't know where to start, so he could only ask in general terms.
Gan Guoyang wanted to say "it's okay", but he didn't tell his father much about any worries he had.
Both because he was too lazy to explain and because he was worried about Gan Youwei, it was useless for him to worry.
But looking at Gan Youwei's concerned eyes and thinking about the sneakers he bought for himself, Gan Guoyang scratched his head and said, "I lost the game today. I lost miserably."
Gan Youwei was stunned, rubbed his hands and said: "I don't understand basketball, but winning and losing are common things in military affairs. Losing means there are flaws, and making up for the flaws can make you better. Therefore, losing is not necessary. It’s a bad thing. Don’t you think so?”
"Well, you're right."
After saying that, Gan Youwei had nothing to say. The words he just said had drained all his language talent.
The father and son remained silent.
"Dad, how is the business in the store lately?" Gan Guoyang broke the silence.
"It's so-so. The delivery orders have been pretty good recently. It's all thanks to you."
"I don't think it's hard... By the way, dad, when are you going to teach me Gan's cooking?"
"Why, after losing a game, you don't want to play basketball and want to learn to cook?"
"No, I'm just asking, don't you always say you want to teach me?"
"Okay, come with me."
So, Gan Youwei took Gan Guoyang to the kitchen and said that he would teach him the first dish of Gan family cuisine: "Crystal Sweet and Sour Pork."
"Crystal Sweet and Sour Pork?" When Gan Guoyang heard the name of this dish, he seemed to have heard it somewhere.
"Dad, is this dish difficult to make?"
"It's hard to say it's hard, and it's easy to say it's easy. Many people know how to cook sweet and sour pork. I don't think anyone in the United States knows how to make crystal sweet and sour pork. However, this is just an entry-level dish."
After hearing what Gan Youwei said, Gan Guoyang realized that he, a taciturn father, actually had a lot of skills, but he just didn't have a stage to display them.
Gan Guoyang is quite talented in cooking, and his father taught him through words and deeds. He was able to learn this very difficult dish to the letter in more than an hour. Pretending was enough.
Seeing that his son was smart and learned to cook quickly, Gan Youwei's face became full of smiles, but he didn't know if he knew that his son was coaxing him.
Returning to his small bedroom at night, Gan Guoyang lay on the extra long hard bed, thinking not about crystal meat but basketball.
Regarding the failure in the afternoon, Gan Guoyang was not worried about it. No one can always win in golf unless you exit before losing.
What really makes him anxious is how to continue to improve himself.
There is still more than a week before training camp starts. What kind of progress can he make in this week?
If he continues to participate in street 3v3, Gan Guoyang thinks it is of little significance. He has learned everything that can be learned on the street. Those details that really need to be polished cannot be given on the street.
Maybe Mr. Cap LaVine can help. Chen Xing said that he has a wide network of contacts in the San Francisco basketball circle.
But why should people help him? Besides, he didn't get Kapp's contact information. Could it be possible that he would stay at Rochambeau Stadium?
No, Gan Guoyang will not go to Luo Shambo again before he has a chance to defeat Cancer again.
That night, Gan Guoyang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
His own shortcomings in strength were like a thorn in his heart, making him uncomfortable.
The night in San Francisco was not as peaceful as his mood. There was light from cars passing by outside the window from time to time, and there were always some strange movements upstairs - the upstairs used to be a hotel.
A drop of cold liquid suddenly touched Gan Guoyang's eyebrows, shocking him.
He wiped his forehead with his hand and looked through the dim light outside the window. It was water.
When he looked up again, the water stain on the wooden ceiling above his head was the first thing he saw when he woke up.
He turned on the bedside lamp and found that the water-stained patches were expanding and the water began to trickle down. Gan Guoyang quickly got up and put away the quilt and mattress to prevent it from getting wet.
"Fake, it's true that the house is leaking and it rains all night. Why is the ceiling leaking?"
It was already early in the morning, and Gan Guoyang didn't want to wake up the adults. He put on his clothes and went out from the back door alone and climbed up the stairs to the second floor.
The door was open, and when I went in, the corridor was in a mess. No one had cleaned it for an unknown period of time. It seemed that the hotel had closed down.
After finding the room upstairs facing him, Gan Guoyang knocked on the door. The person who opened the door was actually a gorgeous man.
Gan Guoyang recognized that this guy was the gay man who pinched his arm that day. He often came to Gan's restaurant to eat and play cards.
The daily consumption does not exceed 1 US dollar, but it is very annoying to have to stay in the store for most of the day and not be able to rush out.
Gan Guoyang only knew that his name was Raymond and nothing else. Could it be that he lived above him?
Raymond held a cigarette in his hand and held it. There were many cigarette butts on the ground. He leaned against the door frame. His eyes with false eyelashes flickered, making Gan Guoyang's hair stand on end.
"There's a water leak in your house! It's on the ceiling of my room. I'm still sleeping. Please fix it!"
Gan Guoyang tried to communicate with Raymond, but Raymond took a puff of cigarette calmly and said: "Sorry, this is not my home, just a temporary place to stay. There is something wrong with the toilet, but I don't want to worry about it. The labor cost is very expensive. Yes. Besides, I will leave tomorrow."
As he said that, he reached out to squeeze Gan Guoyang's arm again.
Gan Guoyang hid quickly, he was really helpless against these shameless guys.
In order to sleep, he had no choice but to enter the room. It was a mess, and the toilet looked like it had experienced World War II and was flooded with water.
However, Gan Guoyang had endured hardships in the orphanage, so this was nothing to him.
It took Gan Guoyang about 20 minutes to solve the toilet sewer problem.
He asked Raymond if he had any soap. Lane spread his hands and said, "Do you think this is a place where such things exist?"
Gan Guoyang could only wave his hands and go back to the store to wash them later.
Raymond threw the butt of the cigarette on the ground and said, "Your father came here to find me."
Gan Guoyang was stunned after hearing this. Did my father find you? What's the meaning? What's your job? Why did my father come to find you?
Raymond continued: "I can speak a little Chinese and can communicate with him. That day he came to ask me if there were any basketball shoes suitable for young people. He must be asking for you. I know a friend, He just happened to steal a batch of sneakers. I introduced them and sold them to your father at a low price. I saw you wearing them, they were very good."
Only then did Gan Guoyang understand how Gan Youwei bought those Avia basketball shoes.
"Thank you." Gan Guoyang's tone softened.
"No, we're even. Your father loves you very much. It's really enviable."
