All-round Athlete

Chapter 104 The King of Athletics Evening

Sharapova turned around and saw Zhang Guan. At the same time, Zhang Guan also saw Sharapova.

"It's him!"

“It was a surprise for the Prince of Dubai!”

Both of them could see the horror in each other's eyes.

Sharapova did not expect that the new guest Karelin mentioned was actually Zhang Guan. She had thought about how to face him in countless ways when they met again, but she never thought about it , This moment of meeting came so suddenly! For a moment, all the coping methods that she had simulated in her mind could not be recalled at this moment.

She looked a little bewildered.

But Zhang Guan was panicked!

Seeing that familiar face, Zhang Guan's first reaction was why Prince Dubai's "surprise" was here, he never expected to meet her here. But then he remembered what Karelin called "surprise."

"Sharapova! Who else is there in this world? She is Sharapova!" Zhang Guan's mind went blank, and he finally understood why he fell in love with the blonde girl next to his pillow that night. It looks familiar, because it's a young Sharapova!

Seventeen-year-old Sharapova still has baby fat, her face is fatter than later, and the young girl doesn't know how to make up as much as later, she looks very immature, but in Zhang Guan's impression, Sharapova should be mature and Sexy look. So that night he did not recognize her as Sharapova.

Later, Zhang Guan always thought that she was the surprise of the prince of Dubai, and thought that it would be impossible to see her again in the future. So when the moment of meeting came, no matter whether it was sudden or not, Zhang Guan was not prepared at all. What's more, Zhang Guan now knows that she is Sharapova!

"Why is she Sharapova? Why did Sharapova become a 'surprise'? This is completely impossible. What's going on?" Zhang Guan couldn't figure out what happened that night

She knew he was Zhang Guan, but he didn't know she was Sharapova. It's interesting!

Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other, or neither of them knew what to say. The atmosphere seemed very strange.

Karelin looked at the two, and according to the normal process, the two should walk into each other at this time, and then greet each other under his introduction, shake hands, or give a Western-style polite hug, or nod Okay, why do the two of you have such surprised expressions? Although both of them are celebrities, they shouldn't have such surprised expressions when they first meet! Do you want to continue the introduction? This sudden atmosphere is really unbearable!

"The two of you must have fallen in love at first sight!" Karelin thought to himself, then he coughed dryly, trying to break the embarrassment, and then said: "This is Zhang Guan, the number one flying man in the world! This is Ma Leah Sharapova, the grand slam of Wimbledon! I think you all know each other."

Karelin's words did ease the situation a lot. Sharapova was the first to react and said, "Hello."

"Hello." Zhang Guan immediately responded.

Then, both of them stopped talking, and there was another silence, and then it became even more embarrassing.

"What's the matter with these two people! Why don't you talk, what is this? Two 'Hello' are over? What should I say? Isn't it embarrassing to just stare like this? You are big Star, why can’t you even speak?” Karelin’s bald head was covered with sweat, he had lived for half a century and had seen many outstanding athletes, but he had never encountered such a situation.

Both Zhang Guan and Sharapova were still silent and did not open their mouths. Maybe they wanted to say something, for example, what happened that night, but the presence of Karelin, a big light bulb, prevented them from opening their mouths at all.

Karelin couldn't figure out what was going on, but he was the owner here, so he had to speak, so he said, "Miss Sharapova, we don't bother, I'll take Mr. Zhang to the front. "

...

Next, Zhang Guan had no intention of continuing to visit the rehabilitation center. His mind was full of Sharapova, so no matter how enthusiastic Karelin introduced him, Zhang Guan was only a polite responder.

Karelin could see that Zhang Guan became absent-minded, and he only became like this after meeting Sharapova. He felt that there might be something between Zhang Guan and Sharapova, but the two seemed to be the first meet once.

The following time seemed to be a torment for Zhang Guan. He wanted to find Sharapova very much, but he didn’t know if it was suitable. Zhang Guan endured this torment very hard, and has been supporting the Karelin Sports Rehabilitation Center. The visit ended, and Karelin personally delivered Zhang Guan to the door.

"Thank you very much for visiting my sports rehabilitation center." Karelin handed a business card to Zhang Guan, and continued: "If necessary, my rehabilitation center will be happy to serve you."

"Thank you. If there is a need, I will definitely contact you. Thank you for your hospitality." Zhang Guan took the business card, but secretly peeked inside. He was still hesitating whether to go in and find Sharapova. , Do you want to talk to her? If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will be able to meet.

The commercial vehicle that Zhang Guan was riding slowly approached from a distance, and Zhang Guan finally made up his mind.

"I can't just leave like this, I'm going to see her!" Zhang Guan was about to speak, but found a sports car overtaking behind the commercial vehicle.

The sports car came to a close, the glass came down, and Zhang Guan saw that it was Sharapova in the driver's seat.

The car didn't leave, and Sharapova still didn't speak, but just looked at Zhang Guan. Zhang Guan understood Sharapova's intentions, and he said to the escort who came with him: "You go back first, I will There might be something."

"Wait, you can't act alone..." the escort at the center said, but before he finished speaking, he saw Zhang Guan trotting all the way into Sharapova's car, and then the sports car accelerated, The door opened quickly.

"Uh, what's going on here?" Both the escorts of the center and Maomei's tour guide stayed on the spot.

A thoughtful smile appeared on Karelin's face: "The two of them really have problems!"

...

The sky gradually darkened, and the bright yellow street lamps were turned on.

Moscow's latitude is higher, and in winter, it gets dark earlier, so although it is still very early at this time, it is already approaching dusk.

The sky was still gloomy, but the road was not dark, because the side of the road was covered with white snow, and with the help of the reflection of the street lamps, the surroundings were illuminated as if it were daytime.

Zhang Guan was sitting in the car, he didn't know where Sharapova was going to take her, and he didn't dare to ask.

Sharapova, on the other hand, drove aimlessly. She felt that the two of them should talk, but when Zhang Guan got into the car, she didn't know how to speak.

It was cold outside the car, but inside the car was a silence that was more terrifying than the cold.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Guan said suddenly, breaking the terrible silence.

"I drank something I shouldn't have that night. I couldn't control myself. I'm sorry." While Zhang Guan was talking, he didn't have the courage to look at Sharapova's expression. He turned his head to the other side and looked out the window.

A little bit of snowflakes began to fall, although not big, but very clear. The hexagonal snow fell on the car window and was quickly melted by the temperature, turning into a water mark with a special shape, but Zhang Guan felt that the water mark looked like a smiling face, as if it was laughing at him now!

In fact, it is not uncommon for Moscow to snow this season.

"That night, I was also drunk." Sharapova finally said: "You don't have to apologize to me, you didn't do anything wrong, I think any man would do that, it's not because of you, it's because of you." I went into the wrong room myself."

Zhang Guan thought for a while, and immediately understood what happened that night. Both of them were drunk, and then Sharapova went into the wrong room and lay on her bed, but he regarded her as a "surprise" for the prince of Dubai, and then what happened afterwards.

But then Zhang Guan thought again, in all fairness, even without the so-called "surprise", he couldn't hold a young blonde woman lying in his arms. Zhang Guan knows himself very well. He is not a gentleman who sits in his arms, nor is he an old monk who has settled down and has no self. He is a very normal man, so it is inevitable that he will do some beastly things, but he will do nothing. It is indeed worse than a beast.

Zhang Guan continued to explain: "I didn't know it was you that night, probably because I didn't know it was you."

Although this is a bit of a mouthful, Sharapova can understand it. A blonde girl popped out of nowhere on the bed, who would have thought it was Sharapova who won the Wimbledon Grand Slam!

"That day, Phelps told me that the Prince of Dubai was going to give me a surprise, so I took you as a surprise... Oops!" Zhang Guan grabbed the armrest of the car door, because Sharapova braked suddenly .

Zhang Guan immediately realized that he had said something wrong just now, and he shouldn't mention surprises.

"Surprise?" Sharapova really showed a trace of anger, she may feel insulted.

"I didn't mean that. I meant to say that I didn't recognize you, so I didn't go to you afterwards. If I did, I would definitely go to you and apologize to you. I just found out today, you It's you." Zhang Guan was a little flustered, and his English level was not so ideal, so he was a little incoherent when he spoke.

Sharapova suddenly laughed, because she suddenly felt that the Chinese in front of her was really cute in some respects, or rather simple.

"Okay, I get it, don't explain it, it's just a misunderstanding. Since it's a misunderstanding, don't worry about it so much, let's forget about this misunderstanding together, okay?" Sharapova said.

"But it's your first time. I can take responsibility." After Zhang Guan said this, he suddenly felt so stupid. Westerners probably don't care too much about these things, even if they are Easterners, there are many people who don't care.

Sharapova laughed again, and she asked, "What about you?"

"Uh, it's my first time too..." Zhang Guan's voice was a little soft.

"Then we'll be even!" Sharapova let out a long breath, as if letting go of everything.

Zhang Guan took a peek at Sharapova and told him intuitively that it should not be as simple as Sharapova said.

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