Vol 5 Chapter 194: Fatal error

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When Zhang Guan arrived in Mumbai, it was already late at night.
Mumbai is also the largest city in India anyway. It is not easy to find someone in a city.
However, Zhang Guan is not completely without goals. After he got on the taxi, he started to ask the driver about the best hotels in Mumbai.
"You asked the best hotel in Mumbai. This is really not a good answer. There are many hotels in Mumbai are very good." The taxi driver answered.
"Then there are more distinctive ones," Zhang Guan then asked.
"If it’s the most distinctive, it’s the Taj Mahal Hotel. This hotel has a history of more than 100 years, and has hosted many dignitaries, the US president, the European royal nobles, and many more. Well-known entrepreneurs, they will stay at the Taj Mahal Hotel when they visit Mumbai. In general, it is the most popular hotel for foreigners.
The taxi driver said.
"The Taj Mahal Hotel, this name sounds familiar." Zhang Guan said.
"Yeah, many foreigners think this hotel is related to the Taj Mahal, but in fact there is no connection between the two. Taj Mahal is derived from Arabic and means the place where the crown is placed." Taxi The driver said very talkatively.
"It turns out so." Zhang Guan nodded, but he felt that the name of the hotel was familiar, definitely not because of the Taj Mahal, but because he really had heard of the name of the hotel.
"Where have you heard it? I can't remember it at all." Zhang Guan shook his head.
"Sir, are you going there?" the taxi driver asked.
"Yes, just go there," Zhang Guan said.
"Historical history, great reputation, and a place where foreigners are more welcome, I think Martha is likely to live there." Zhang Guan thought silently.
"Hello, please help me find out which room Ms. Sharapova lives in." Zhang Guan handed out the tip directly.
Zhang Guan didn't actually know whether Sharapova stayed at this hotel, but if he asked if Sharapova stayed here, the other party might not tell him at all, but asked directly which room he lived in, more like It is a real visitor, and there is a chance to ask and pick it up.
But the management of the Taj Mahal Hotel is obviously much stricter, at least the front desk staff is not tempted by $200.
"Sorry, sir, I can't disclose the guests." The front desk staff said. If it weren’t for Zhang Guan to be a foreigner, perhaps the front desk had already called Zhang Guan away. uu1;
"What happened?" The manager walked over and asked.
"This gentleman wants to ask me about the customer." The front desk said.
"I'm very sorry, this gentleman, we can't divulge the guests." The manager made a please gesture and motioned for Zhang Guan to leave.
"The girlfriend I'm looking for." Zhang Guan took off his sunglasses during his speech, revealing his appearance.
"Oh, my God, you are Zhang Guan," the manager whispered. As a lobby manager at a top hotel in India, he certainly has to know celebrities from all over the world. Zhang Guan's face is more familiar.
"Are you looking for your girlfriend, do you mean Ms. Sharapova?" the lobby manager asked.
"Yes. But she didn't know that I was here. I wanted to surprise her." Zhang Guan said.
"I understand, I understand." The lobby manager hesitated and finally whispered: "But we still can't tell you which room she lives in. I'm sorry."
After the lobby manager finished speaking, he blinked at Zhang Guan, and then said loudly to the front desk staff: "Is room 422 overhauled for air conditioning? The lady who just moved into room 422 is the champion of tennis grand slam. Is our distinguished guest."
"Thank you," Zhang Guan said.
Air conditioning maintenance has nothing to do with the hotel's front desk. Obviously, the manager's words were intentionally told to Zhang Guan. The lady of tennis grand slam, of course, refers to Sharapova. According to the regulations, the manager cannot disclose the guests, but if the guests overhear themselves, then the manager’s business is ignored.
So Zhang Guan took the elevator and ran directly to Room 422.
The door bell awakened Sharapova. She walked to the door and saw the familiar face through the cat's eyes.
"He's here" Sharapova hesitated for half a minute and finally opened them.
"How did you find it?" Sharapova asked.
"Good luck, when I came to Mumbai, the first hotel I found was here." Zhang Guan walked into the room. Instead of restraining himself, he asked directly, "Why refuse me" uu2;
"It's not your problem, it's me. I don't want to get married yet." Sharapova closed the door and motioned for Zhang Guan to sit down.
Zhang Guan remained silent for more than ten seconds, and then said: "I'm sorry, maybe I will be wrong. I think, I love you, I should give you a promise, a family, is to give you happiness committed to."
"I said, it's not your problem." Sharapova sat opposite Zhang Guan. She continued: "I know you love me, but have you considered my thoughts?"
"I have, I take your thoughts into consideration, I only"
"No, you didn't" Sharapova interrupted Zhang Guan, then he said: "At the Olympics, you won 10 gold medals, you broke the world record of seven events, you got the gold slam of tennis , You also defeated the American dream team, yes, you are the greatest athlete in the world, you have realized your dreams, and me"
Sharapova took a deep breath and then said: "I also have my own dream. I want to get a slam. I want to get a gold slam. I am not you. You only need one year to get it. It’s a full slam, and I have practiced for more than ten years, and finally won a Wimbledon champion. Yes, I do have three grand slams in my hand, but I feel that I am far away. The Grand Slam is getting farther and farther, and my injury has been so fast that I can't go on
"I'm still the last French Open champion. I want to get her. So I don't want to get results. I don't want to be by my family. I still have to pursue my dream."
Sharapova finished his breath in one breath, his chest undulating and his eyes were even a little bit crystal clear.
"Family is not a bondage, I don't think this is a conflict," Zhang Guan said subconsciously. At this time, he is more like looking for a reason to prove himself right.
"How can there be no conflict? A family is not a conflict. Living together is a family. If you only meet a few times a year, it is more like a husband or a wife. That is not a real family. If we really form a family, Both of us have to give up something." Sharapova took a deep breath, and then said: "I know you are a genius, a strange sports field, you may only need a few days to get acquainted, or only a month. You can become a world champion, you can not train for a year, and then you can still break the world record on the field, but not everyone can do this, or nobody in the world can do this except you, do you understand"
Zhang Guan shuddered, and he understood what Sharapova wanted to say.
She is an athlete. If she wants to maintain her state, she has to put in a lot of training and a lot of competitions. She can’t become a sports master by learning a few skills like Zhang Guan. In an infinite state, she becomes a master of sports after reading a few experience books. Her success is a little accumulation, and all these accumulations take time.
So for Sharapova, a family really looks like a bondage.
"I won't affect you." Zhang Guan then said: "It's a big deal I give up the game, I can stay with you, I can stay with you, train with you, play with you"
"Can you?" Sharapova asked rhetorically.
"I" Zhang Guan hesitated. The word "neng" came to his mouth, but he couldn't say it.
Because he can't uu3;
Now Zhang Guan really bears too much, let's not talk about the commercial value part, only what he represents is a banner of Chinese sports, based on this, he can't give up and shrink back in any way, he must be strong Standing there, like a distant lighthouse, illuminates the surroundings, and provides countless sports athletes with a direction to move forward.
At this moment, a feeling of powerlessness rose from Zhang Guan's heart. He had never felt that way before. It was the feeling of a loser. He laughed bitterly at himself, and his smile was full of sorrow for himself.
"Boom" suddenly sounded from the outside, and the chandelier on the ceiling vibrated.
"What happened to the earthquake?" Zhang Guan stunned slightly.
"Dada Da Da Da Da Da" continuous sound of firecrackers came, Zhang Guan looked surprised.
"It's not New Year's Day, who is setting firecrackers wrong in the middle of the night, this is India, how can firecrackers be fired." Zhang Guanmeng stood up and wanted to go out to see what happened.
However, his arms were caught by Sharapova, Zhang Guan turned around and saw Sharapova's face in horror.
"That's the gunshots, don't go out is a gun battle," Sharapova said.
"Gunshot" Zhang Guan also recovered. Zhang Guan, who grew up in China, certainly couldn't think of it as a gunshot in the first place. Any one of us would hear a "slap" on the street, and even ten would think it was a bad luck tire. As for firearms, it is estimated that many people have never seen a real gun.
But Sharapova experienced the disintegration of the Soviet Union and grew up in the United States, so she heard it immediately, it was the sound of gunfire. Any American receives education as a child, and when he hears this sound, he lies on the ground or finds a place to hide.
"How can there be gunshots? That said the bang just now, isn't it?"
"Boom" is the same kind of voice that just sounded.
"It's a bomb," Sharapova said.
"Gunshots, bombs, Mumbai" Zhang Guan was startled. He seemed to remember something, and then took out his phone violently.
"Yes, call the police soon," Sharapova said.
However, Zhang Guan is not for alarm, but to see the date displayed on the phone.
"Oops, it's over." Zhang Guan suddenly discovered that he seemed to have made a fatal mistake. He forgot a very important thing.
"No wonder I heard the name of this Taj Mahal hotel before and felt familiar. It turned out to be like this. If I remembered it earlier, I just ran Martha and ran now. I don’t know if it’s too late to run. I’m really going to die today. Zhang Guan's eyes were full of fear. To be continued. Sexy private house photos revealing and buttocks after 95, the school took a second to kill the otaku