Work it make it do it
Makes us longer better faster stronger
N-n-now th-that don't kill me
Can only make me stronger
At night, in the Pink Lover Bar, the colorful lights flickered, and the music was noisy. Hundreds of men and women swayed their bodies to the rhythm of the music on the dance floor, screaming.
The smell of alcohol, perfume, and marijuana made the people in the bar even more crazy and wild.
Link sat in the corner booth, quietly looking at the restless dance floor, with only a glass of pure water on the table.
Perhaps it was because he often competed in the boxing ring and was watched by thousands of people. After stepping down, he always liked to sit in a quiet corner and quietly watch others have fun.
At this time, he could feel the peace in his heart and the relaxation and comfort brought by this peace.
"Hey, Link, snap out of it!"
Daniel from the hot dog shop came over and shouted at him, "You can't do this. You're the one who invited us, and you're sitting here drinking mineral water?! Oh, damn, are you a Puritan?"
"No, I'm an athlete, Daniel."
Link reminded him.
"But you're still a man, there are so many hot girls here, but you're sitting here alone? James is right, you've changed a lot after your injury. Not only did you start working out and boxing, you even quit marijuana and alcohol. Did you meet an angel in heaven and get purified?"
"Maybe."
Link raised his glass of water and smiled.
"Hey, Daniel, leave him alone."
Fat James also squeezed out of the crowd with a chubby girl, wearing a loose printed T-shirt that looked like a dust cover on a sculpture, and a golden letter baseball cap on his head. He shouted, "He's going to the Olympics, he can't even drink juice, let alone pick up girls. He has Taylor and Emma Watson, all of them are stars. Do you think he'll be interested in ordinary girls?"
"Okay, I get it, Link, you're so cool."
Daniel waved his fist at him and walked into the dance floor with the girl, swaying like seaweed.
James pulled the slightly chubby girl behind him and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Link, this is Brenda. She's your fan. Can you give her an autograph?"
"No problem! Hello, Brenda!"
Link took a pen and wrote an autograph for the nervous girl, along with a blessing.
The girl happily took the autograph and left with James. When leaving, James looked back and winked at him proudly, like a fat groundhog who had stolen a melon.
Link smiled slightly. After he became famous, Daniel and Michael often used his name to pick up girls. Now even James had learned it. He had to say that being famous felt good.
Ding dong!
The phone received a message, a text message from his nominal mother, Catherine.
"Just saw the news of your signing on the news. You did a great job, keep it up."
"Thank you, I will."
Link replied with a message, but then received several text message bombs from his cousin Selena Gomez, saying that he had signed a contract and asked him to treat her to seafood. She also asked him when he would come to New York and if he had a girlfriend. She knew many beautiful girls and could introduce them to him.
She also advised him not to hang out with those bad girls, saying that those girls only valued his money and fame and didn't really like him.
Link read it again. The first few lines were in Selena's tone, and the latter part was probably relaying Catherine's words.
He picked a few and replied, saying that he knew and invited her to come to Miami if she had time.
"Verano, I'm at the bar, yes, it's very noisy here, our crew is having a party here, I understand, I won't get drunk."
While sending a message, a tall girl came over while talking on the phone. She was wearing blue denim shorts and silver low-heeled sandals. She was nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a curvy figure and was a very hot girl.
After finishing the call, the girl sat down next to him, took off her shoes and rubbed her ankles and calves. Suddenly she noticed Link sitting on the seat and quickly stood up and said, "Sorry sir, I didn't notice you."
"It's okay, I'm also here to make a phone call."
Link shook his phone and said.
The girl nodded, hesitated for a moment, but still sat on the sofa, but put her shoes back on, looked at him and said, "Sir, you look familiar."
Link also found her familiar. She was in her early twenties, with long brown hair and wheat-colored skin. Her facial contours were a bit tough, with some Middle Eastern women's features, like the future Wonder Woman, Gal Gadot.
Remembering that the newspaper said that "Fast & Furious 4" was recently filming in Hollywood Studios in Miami, and the name of the newly debuted Israeli Miss Gal Gadot was also on the cast list of the movie, it was very likely that she was Gal Gadot.
"Fast & Furious 4" should be her debut work.
"My name is Link Baker, I don't know if you've heard of it."
Link took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Wow, I remember."
The girl covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Link Baker, boxing champion, future world champion, millionaire, representative of the American Dream, right? There's been a lot of news about you in the papers lately."
"Yes, but world champion, representative of the American Dream and the like, are all exaggerated. You know, media publicity needs gimmicks."
Link shrugged and smiled.
After the qualifiers, Florida and Miami local newspapers praised him and gave him many fancy titles.
In addition, after signing the contract, Dynasty Promotion also began to promote him. Recently, his name has been seen in newspapers frequently, and his popularity has greatly increased. It is said that even the homeless people picking up garbage on Miami Beach know Link Baker.
"Mr. Baker, when I read the newspaper, I also felt that it was a bit exaggerated, but seeing you in person, I feel that they are right. You look like a very powerful person."
Gal Gadot blinked, her brown hair hanging down, looking at him sideways and smiling.
"Why do you say that?" Link smiled.
Gal Gadot's eyes circled his chiseled face, pointed to the water glass on the table, and smiled, "I can see that you are a very self-disciplined person, and your tone of voice is very low-key, modest, gentle and polite. Also, you are more handsome and stable in person than in the photos. I think you must be a very powerful person."
Link smiled and felt that it was not unreasonable for a foreign woman to make a name for herself in Hollywood in the future. At least she spoke well and was good at judging people.
"Thank you, you also have an outstanding appearance. Are you a model?"
"No, well, I've also been an advertising model, but I'm an actress now. My name is Gal Gadot, you can call me Gal."
Gal Gadot introduced herself.
Link reached out and shook her hand, called the waiter, and ordered a Pink Lover cocktail for Gal Gadot, which was the signature of the Pink Lover Bar.
"Link, are you here alone?"
"No, I'm having a party here today. More than half of the people on the dance floor were invited by me."
Link looked at the lively and crowded dance floor and said.
Gal Gadot was a little surprised to hear his words. As the host of the party, he was alone at the party?
Link didn't explain much and asked about her crew. Gal Gadot also chatted enthusiastically. Her phone rang twice in the middle, but she glanced at it and hung up, continuing to tell him about the "Fast & Furious" crew.
I need you to hurry up now
Cause I can't wait much longer
I know I got to be right now
The noisy music came from all directions again, and the smell of marijuana, liquor, and hormones became stronger. Link looked at his watch, it was 7:20 pm, almost time to rest. He reached out and invited, "Miss Gal, would you like to dance together?"
"Okay!"
Gal Gadot smiled slightly and stood up from the sofa, holding his arm.
(End of Chapter)