American Fortune Life

On the way to the Francis Foundation, Dayao received a call from Boss Fur, “I was traded to the Memphis Grizzlies. ”

Dayao exaggerated and widened his mouth, the news was undoubtedly very shocking and without warning, but thinking of Uncle Mu's recent gesture, perhaps to leave Uncle Mu behind, the rocket would be so eager to trade away Francis on the traditional Christmas Eve in the West.

With his phone in silence, Dayao thought of that summer of 2002, when Francis himself drew a median metaphor and took him to Houston Rocket.

The first time he arrived in Houston, he seemed somewhat green, and Francis helped him grow step by step. For Yao, his turnaround is naturally a little sad. Houston has always been Francis' home, and it's not easy for him.

Seeing his best friend leave again, besides exclamation, Yao can only wish Big Brother Fu good luck.

“Your departure is a loss to the Rocket Squad. But as an NBA player, it's only worth playing. Anyway, I wish you well. I hope you get a chance to play in Memphis and have a good life in Grizzly Bear, even though it's cruel. This is good news, of course, for grizzlies, who finally have an experienced player to lead the team. ”

After hanging up the phone, Dayao smiled and shook his head. Heavenly Dynasty sports reporters with cars had learned from the conversation just now that this was going on, in addition to excitement, there was shock.

“After his many players here, it's hard for him to get a chance, and he really wants to play. When he gets to Memphis, he looks like he'll have a chance. This may be a good result. ”

Seeing that Dayao was a little sad, the reporter hurried to comfort him, Dayao just laughed and said helplessly: “That's how the NBA works, it's business, it's cruel, to be honest, I sometimes think of myself as an old general. ”

“Oh, you don't have to worry about that, Mr. Smith. Mr. Smith won't push you out of this rocking tree. At home, everyone knows you and the team owner are good buddies, not rocket squad merchandise, and they're real babies.

Even the Christmas Ballroom decorations are all sky-high red, full of sky-high elements. Didn't you hear the late cheerleaders wear improved cheongsams? ”

When he heard the reporter, Dayao could only smile, but he was also very proud, because for his reason, the cultural elements of the Tian Dynasty were really the way to go in Houston, well, although the management was trying to make money, and very unrestrained all kinds of kneeling tian Tian Dynasty market.

But if you look at the Toyota Center advertising space almost filled by Tianjing advertisers, the team's soaring market value, the amazing profit figures, you can also understand that management will spare no effort in packaging, making domestic fans produce a rocket is their main team concept.

Typical American business thinking, about what kind of ideology can make money who the fuck cares...

“Mr. Smith, can I take a picture with you alone? ”

At the Armani Boutique at the Houston Commercial Street Mall, Andy nodded with a smile, took the card and stood with the cashier with a little freckle and closed a picture with the help of another clerk.

Ivana stood beside her with an elegant smile on her face, but she was a little freaked out about the way down to Birches wanting to take pictures of Andy alone, ignoring her beauty and Andy's fiancée's identity.

“I'm sorry ——”

Andy smiled euphemistically and turned down the women shopkeepers who wanted to line up to continue photographing, reaching out to the store with a smile on his face, but his eyes sharpened as Ivana walked out the door.

“Oh, well, just a photo, can you hold it all day and need to be jealous of that? ”

“Psst!”

Ivana glanced at her own man, “From LIAN madness! ”

Together, the two continued to experience a Christmas atmosphere in Houston, although American spending for Christmas had changed quietly as a result of the financial crisis. “Tight days” have been spent, finer calculations have been made, and shopping budgets have been minimized.

But Andy and Ivana's commercial hallway shopping mall is still lively, with a 7,8-metre tall Christmas tree standing in the center's lobby and a festive atmosphere in every corner.

Click--

Andy and Ivana smiled and nodded at the people they greeted along the way, and more people took pictures of their phones, and the more people they gathered slowly moved forward toward Andy and Ivana.

Under the tall Christmas tree, a man wearing a Santa costume, playing attachment with a guitar and singing a song by BGM, saw the slow-moving crowd and the familiar face of Andy Smith.

Seems like something came to mind, turning his eyes around, turning off the BGM music, holding the guitar and singing "When Christmas Comes to Town" himself.

“LaLaLaLaLa.....

I 'mwishingonastar

”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.”

When he heard the familiar music, Andy couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, while Ivana smiled more happily, snuggling in Andy's arms, looking at Andy's smile with a fascination and listening to the shouts of the people around her.

Andy nodded with a smile to the savvy singer and extended his thumbs.

At this point, the Santa played the guitar, slightly sidelined, lifted a toe, made a tough invitation, gave up the microphone position, and invited Andy to sing.

Andy shook his head with a smile, but as the crowd gathered around him shook and cheered, and applauded warmly, Andy smiled helplessly, while Ivana, who couldn't keep her mouth shut, patted his bear's mouth, followed up and encouraged him, letting Andy shook his head as he walked up and slapped each other.

Standing in front of the microphone, he started singing, and the crowd gathered around him more and more, and even the people on the second floor were poking their heads out with their phones to film this rare live performance.

Throughout the center, Andy played with magnetism and emptiness, and the surrounding public and Ivana, surrounded by bodyguards, listened quietly.

At the end of the performance, Andy owed himself slightly, in a warm applause, and in Anchor's cry, smiled and said: "MerryChristmas! ”

“Anchor! ”

“Anchor! ”

“Anchor! ”

More and more neat “Sing Again" shouts, makes Andy laugh helplessly, opens his hands to Ivana, what do you think?

“Anchor! Anchor!”

Ivana giggled and clapped her hands and shouted, making the people around her laugh and join the shouting queue.

“OK, OK—— quiet down, everybody! “

When the whole place calmed down, Andy looked around for a week, gathered hundreds of people around the already impenetrable water, and a cell phone upstairs pointed at him.

“2008 is just a few days away. There have been so many misfortunes around us over the past year, I hope that all of this will follow in the footsteps of '08.

A new unpublished song for you, The Orion Constellation, presents Christmas's most sincere blessing to Bestwishesonthisholidayseason... ”

“Bang-bang--”

The applause, the whistle fluctuated, and in a cheer, Andy took over the guitar that Santa, the creator of this thing, handed over to him, behind Andy's back, and in the gap between his tunes, the scene became quiet.

Standing in front of the microphone, Andy closed his eyes and quickly switched the Chinese English version over his head, then turned the string.

“Do you remember? How the night came.

Nothing, like a touch from the sky, like a fingertip.

You're not getting, looking forward to life.

The tide of dreams.

And how they slip through, like, the wind blowing in the wilderness.

”

The song is fresh and soft, there is no grand proclamation, there is no black criticism, some is just the peace that comes through the path, and the light talk of the clouds, coupled with the echoes of the empty space, there is a sense of emptiness that the people present cannot help but close their eyes and listen quietly.

“The world was in the fog, and those people were saying,

Come on, it's gone.

Never saw this maze.

All the wrong crossings.

Those who died, stayed in the night sky.

I lit a light for you.

Sometimes you ride the wind, sometimes you sink.

Sometimes there are rainbows at midnight.

Sometimes you sing, sometimes you're silent.

Sometimes you look at the sky... ”

Andy sang this song live, the lyrics were only sung once, mostly with his own humming and guitar playing the melody of the song, the beautiful melody immersed him in it, while the violin strings were swinging with a rhythm tapping the resonant box, clean, simple, even naive...

Ivana and a lot of people are infected by the beautiful songs and melodies, the regrets of life, believe that there is truly happiness in the world. It seems that Andy is singing to everyone, regrettably, not a tragedy, because we can still find that heartbeat feeling in anticipation and look forward to it.

Perhaps good music always touches the soul, and many of those present who are intoxicated by the melody feel unconsciously tears slipping down their cheeks.

“Mmm-hmm, mm-hmm... ”

Andy's soft-hearted voice slowly disappeared, the melody stopped, the scene was silent, Andy slowly opened his eyes and saw the different faces of everyone, music without borders!

“Thank you, MerryChristmas! ”

Buzz--

“Bang-bang--”

The scene sounded a thunderous applause, Andy's name was shouted out by many people, and many of the pussies were already in tears trying to rush up, frightening Andy's bodyguards. Six bodyguards rushed to escort Ivana aside, and four others stepped forward and blocked Andy.

A random act, a perfect performance, but with a slight lull in the end.

Faced with a crowd of people, Andy clutched to Ivana with a little pussy expression and, escorted by bodyguards and mall security, left Houston Commercial Street Shopping Mall, helplessly interrupting her shopping trip.

However, Ivana was not slightly offended by this, but rather snuggled Andy sweetly in the car, letting Andy continue humming to her.