What, what happened? Didn’t I win? Didn’t I knock down my opponent? Why do you still judge me as a failure? Why do you still deduct a mistake card from me???
Could it be that the "different space" is out of order???
Tang Qian quickly gave up this nonsensical idea. He lay on the bed and recalled the mission seriously.
Knock down all enemies present... Knock down all enemies present... No, it's not!!!
Tang Qian thought of something, analyzed it carefully, and then showed a clear expression.
It turned out that Brandon Costner and Gamario Moon, who had run away, were also included in the number of people in the "different space", so when they applied oil on the soles of their feet, the "different space" naturally determined
Tang Qian's mission failed.
I, I am so unlucky!!! Have you ever been so unlucky? Not to mention the injuries, the final mission was judged to have failed, but instead a hard-earned error card was posted! This situation
, it’s really, really fucked!!!
Just when Tang Qian was feeling sorry for himself, a phone call temporarily distracted him.
Tang Qian took the mobile phone placed by the bedside and saw that it was Taylor Swift.
As soon as he pressed the connect button, a familiar voice came out anxiously and said: "Tang, how are you? I heard that you are awake. Does your injury still hurt?"
Hearing Taylor's urgent voice, Tang Qian's heart felt warm for no reason, and he replied softly: "Well, I'm fine. The doctor said I just need to rest for a while."
"Just rest for a period of time? Is there anything wrong? Your injuries are so serious, how can you just rest for a while? That's not what they said when I took you for an injury checkup last night!!!" Taylor's mood showed.
He was very dissatisfied and said: "It seems that the UCLA Medical Center is not very good. Tang, how about I help you transfer to the hospital? What do you think of the University of Southern California Hospital?"
"Transfer? Well, Tyler, there's no need for this. I'm really fine. I just need more rest and recuperation. You're helping me move around like this, but it's hard for me to fully rest my body." Tang Qian said.
After listening to Taylor's suggestion, he immediately shook his head and said, "Are you kidding? The medical environment here is already good enough. There is really no need to change places and spend extra money. Besides, Taylor helped him pay for this."
, Although Tang Qian does not have any extreme masculinity, he is an Oriental after all, so Tang Qian feels a little uncomfortable about spending women's money.
"Is that so?" When Taylor thought about Tang Qian's injury, she also felt that it was inappropriate to go back and forth. After thinking about it, she finally chose to give up and said: "Then you should pay more attention to yourself recently. I have already done it for you at the police station.
I’ve passed the transcript, I’m in Houston now, here tonight…”
Before Taylor finished speaking, Tang Qian heard a voice on the other end of the phone calling: "Taylor, Taylor, what are you still doing here? The next show is yours, come with me to prepare right away!!!"
"If you have anything to do, just leave me a message. Remember, Tang." Taylor replied, and then said to Tang Qian.
"Well, don't worry about performing. Don't make a fool of yourself if you forget the lyrics later." Tang Qian said.
"Lol, that's absolutely impossible. Okay, I'll hang up with Tang first, and you should take care of yourself and rest."
"Yes, I will."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Qian still felt a little unreal. It was a wonderful feeling to be able to meet a big-name star like Taylor Swift not long after he came to the United States.
She is a good person, and it is my honor, Tang Qian, to be her friend.
Tang Qian said silently in his heart.
Due to his injury, it was impossible to continue training with the team for the time being. Tang Qian told Phil Hubbard about the situation. Phil Hubbard was silent for a while and just told him to take good care of his injuries.
Li, it's not that I won't help you. You were burned and injured. No one could have expected such a situation.
The team structure that has just been stabilized may be about to change again.
well.
After Phil Hubbard hung up the phone, he thought to himself.
Although the NBDL is only a secondary league, it is also a professional basketball league. Since it is labeled with the word "professional", the cruelty of its competition is indispensable.
Originally, he was very optimistic about Tang Qian's development, but after this, he had to reconsider.
After all, Phil Hubbard is the head coach of the entire Los Angeles Defenders, not Tang Qian's personal coach.
There were too many changes that could occur in one month, and he had no choice or right to take the gamble.
This is definitely the most impressive Christmas in Tang Qian's memory.
Lying on the hospital bed, with pain all over the body and unable to go anywhere, this scene would be fresh in anyone's memory.
Damn it, a month is too long, it’s really too long, I don’t want to wait, I don’t want to wait~
Damn it! Is there no way to reduce my recovery time?
Just when Tang Qian was secretly angry, a "dang" sound suddenly came. When Tang Qian heard it, he immediately got into the "different space".
Sure enough, there is another mission, another mission!
Tang Qian walked over with full of hope and took a look. Three seconds later, his face was overjoyed!!!
Someone gave me a pillow just as I was dozing off. This mission came at the perfect time!!!
I saw that the small white card said, run 26 miles and 385 yards within 24 hours. The shorter the completion time, the higher the quality of the reward. Completion can unlock the recovery ability, and failure will double the damage to the whole body.
To be honest, this mission is quite dangerous, but for Tang Qian now, it doesn't matter at all. Anyway, as long as he can speed up his recovery, Tang Qian may not go up the mountain of knives or into the sea of fire. He is too eager to leave this damned place.
I have this damn hospital bed in my hospital. I can rest quietly and not touch basketball for a month. This is simply intolerable!!!
What is 26 miles and 385 yards? Tang Qian checked it on his mobile phone and immediately felt a thump in his heart.
Me, my god~ 26 miles and 385 yards is 42.195 kilometers, 42.195 kilometers. Isn’t this the standard distance of a marathon? Normally, forget it. With my current body, how can I possibly support it?
Isn't this a joke?
But suddenly, Tang Qian thought of something again, Dashuai Zhang. He seemed to be a real-life marathon enthusiast. When he was in his fifties and approaching sixty, he even participated in a marathon in Honolulu and finished it easily.
The whole process. This is simply inhuman physical endurance.
Dry!!!
Since Zhang Dashuai is nearly sixty years old and can still handle it easily, then what excuse do I have to shirk it?
Injury is absolutely no excuse!!!
Dashuai Zhang didn’t use “old age and weak strength” as a shield, right?
Am I, Tang Qian, worse than Marshal Zhang who is almost 60 years old???
Just do it, Tang Qian endured the pain all over his body, rolled out of bed, put on his clothes, and sneaked out the door.
However, the mood was exciting, but the reality was cold. After running for just ten minutes, Tang Qian felt that his ribs and chest were almost burning. It was definitely an extremely torturous pain. Every time he ran, he felt like he was on fire.
There will be a huge stinging pain that pours into his head.
But Tang Qian did not stop and was still jogging on the streets of Los Angeles on Christmas Eve.
This is a very strange scene, a young man with an oriental face, his steps are obviously sloppy and his body is swaying, but he is still running continuously under the night.
One street and two intersections later, the bustling main street of Los Angeles was gradually left behind by this oriental man.
But he was still moving forward, as if at this moment, he was transformed into Pheidippides. He had not reached the "City of Athens" in his heart, and no one could make him stop.
In fact, the real test of a marathon is your mental will, because human physical strength is very limited. If you want to run a distance of 42.195 kilometers, it is almost impossible to see the finish line just by relying on your strong body. Let alone Tang Qian
At this moment, he was still a wounded patient. Therefore, Tang Qian could only rely on his own spirit and his own will.
Other than that, there is no other way to complete this distance!
After another half an hour, Tang Qian could hardly feel his body anymore. Apart from the violent ups and downs of his chest, there was the wet feeling of sweat constantly scratching his skin. If he was in good health, this distance would
It was just a sweaty warm-up, but now, the difficulty is beyond what others can imagine.
Every step seemed to consume ten times more energy than usual.
continue……
continue……
Two hours later, Tang Qian was reduced to a sweaty man. He could no longer think about time or calculate distance. All his focus now was placed on his feet and on continuing to move forward.
Two hours later, Tang Qian's consciousness began to blur this time. Everyone has his or her own limits, and Tang Qian's limit was on the verge of reaching its end.
who I am?
What am I doing?
Where on earth am I going?
A double image gradually appeared in front of Tang Qian's eyes.
This is a sign that the body's functions are reaching their limits.
At this moment, Tang Qian no longer felt tired, because he was not even sure whether he was still alive.
What spirit.
What will.
What focus.
All disappeared.
Tang Qian now does not only lift his feet mechanically, but also breathes mechanically.
These two seemingly simple things required him to put all his energy into them.
repeatedly.
If anyone saw him at this time, they would be frightened.
Because I don't know when, Tang Qian's wound had already burst open in a large area, and the dark red blood slowly soaked the back of his clothes.
Somewhat shocking.
But he.
As if unaware.
When~
When Tang Qian's subconscious was almost wandering, a "dang" sound suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, with a "pop", Tang Qian's whole body seemed to have been drained instantly, and he fell straight to the ground.
PS: I saw a few book friends sent me private messages, so I’ll answer them here. According to the New York Times, 26-year-old Deepika Singh suffered a minor knee injury during a barbecue, and the child Ola Loh
Qi fell off the sofa while playing and cut his forehead. For such a minor injury, do you know how much the medical bill was from the emergency room of California Pacific Medical Center? The former was US$2,229.11 and the latter was US$1,696. See
I understand, everyone, these are US dollars, not RMB. So there is a saying in the United States that if you don’t have medical insurance and no money, once you get sick, you will just have to wait for death. In this regard, the United States is not as good as Germany, and all people in Germany
With medical insurance, there are almost no worries. Of course, if we only refer to the rich, forget it, because even in the United States, there are only a few rich people, and poverty and backwardness are still everywhere.
Today I was called by my boss to sort out the materials at short notice, so the outbreak was postponed until tomorrow. Please forgive me. Thank you, Xiaozi~