Xiaobai's Counterattack: The Great God of Glory Lives Next Door

Chapter 263 Calvin provoked me to write a side story about Big Orange (3)

For some unknown reason, Fingersi didn’t write me an accommodation application, and I didn’t have the money to pay for the accommodation.

Moreover, the accommodation fee in this school is so expensive that even international students rent rooms outside.

Because I was sure that the unscrupulous brother had really left me alone, I followed this, the only Chinese compatriot I met in the United States, to the library.

But I didn't expect that Bu Hong also studied acting, but majored in directing.

I teased him, don't forget to ask me to play the heroine after you become famous, he smiled and said yes.

The serious look on his face was very human-like.It's very similar to Jian Chun's expression when he is concentrating on playing games.It's just that Bu Kun is much more elegant than Jian Chu, and his facial contours are a bit firmer.

I couldn't bear to disturb this dedicated academic, so I sneaked out to the outer balcony to get some fresh air on the pretext of looking for a book.

I didn't like studying since I was a child. I would get sleepy when I read books, so my grades were never as good as those of Luo He and Jian Chun.Now let me stay in the library reading books, it is better to leave me in the woods to blow the cold wind.

When I raised my head and felt the cold wind of the Western Hemisphere, I seemed to see a familiar red Maserati.

It's a bit like my unscrupulous brother's car, but he wouldn't be so kind as to come back to me.

I didn't care, so I went into the library again, wanting to find some Chinese books to read. After all, I really couldn't read English books.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find Chinese books. Well, I didn't have much hope.I randomly picked a picture book and sat back across from Bu Kun.

Art has no borders. You don't need to read the text in picture books. You can understand the meaning just by looking at the pictures, but you can also learn some simple English words through this.

After reading a book, it was already noon, and Bu Kun took me to the school cafeteria for dinner.

Bu Kun was wearing a simple white shirt and black jacket, but the iconic golden logo on the corner of the clothes showed that the clothes were of great value. DEIKO, an internationally renowned brand, has an average price of more than 3 US dollars, which is more than [-] soft girl coins.

It's obviously spring, but the wind blowing in the face is still biting, like a knife blowing on the face.There was still a sense of decay on the bare grass, without any sign of recovery.

I really don't like this place or America at all.

At this moment, I miss China very much. She is really the most beautiful place in the world.I also miss Luo He and Jian Chun. I really want to sit with them in the classroom of the third year of high school and recite the oath of loyalty for a hundred days.

After ten years of sharpening the sword, it becomes perfect, and once it is taken out of the scabbard, it looks up to the sky and screams.

I am a young classmate who is in his prime, and we are talented people who must pay attention to their roots.

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Steak, pasta, sushi, kimchi, sashimi...

There are famous delicacies from all over the world in the cafeteria, but only Chinese vegetables and plain noodles are not available.

See, in foreign countries, eating some green vegetables is a great luxury.

I ordered the cheapest pasta, which is the most Western food I usually eat.

But it doesn’t taste remotely familiar...

The taste is like chewing wax.

I really don’t understand why so many young people want to study abroad and then settle abroad.All I heard was a strange language, and all I ate was Western food that was neither nutritious nor tasty. Nothing about it was really satisfying.

Holding my fork, I asked Bu Kun bluntly, "Senior Bu, why do you want to study in the United States?"

Bu Kun, who eats elegantly, seemed not to have expected that I would talk to him while eating. After all, the Chinese people have a tradition of "speechless during sleep and silent eating".

After chewing for a while, swallowing the food in his mouth along with the black tea, Bu Kun began to think about my words.

(End of this chapter)