Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 8 Rich Terry

"Thirty-fourth Street, Forest Hills...67."

Transferring schools was something that had been discussed several months ago. Terry had already found a pretty good rental house through an intermediary website and was currently following the address the landlord sent him.

"arrive."

Terry raised his head to confirm, then stepped up the white steps and rang the electronic bell on the dark brown door.

Light footsteps came from inside the house.

The door was opened, and a brown-haired girl who looked about the same age as Terry appeared in front of Terry.

Chewing gum in her mouth, there are some freckles on the bridge of her nose, her skin is very fair, and she is wearing a military green jacket and a pair of blue and gray jeans - a girl of this age can't talk about her figure, it can only be said that she is relatively well-proportioned and healthy.

The girl blinked her big watery eyes and looked at Terry a little.

"Are you the new tenant?"

Finally, Jessica took Terry to the innermost room on the second floor, opened the door, and told Terry in a nostalgic and showy tone.

As a user who rents the entire small building independently, Terry must check whether the water supply and power supply system in each room is complete before handing it over completely. He will not relax his vigilance just because the landlord sent a little girl. Ever since Terry came After arriving in the United States, the one thing Uncle Martin taught him the most was to believe in kindness while remaining vigilant about anything involving money.

"Forehead."

Terry followed Jessica upstairs. The girl jumped up and pointed out to him the purpose and lighting conditions of each room. Only then did Terry notice that many rooms had been cleared, and there were large and small bags of luggage. put it on the floor.

"You should be talking about my dad, but he shouldn't be off work yet. Hello, my name is Jessica, Jessica Campbell."

Looking into the girl's big eyes, Terry nodded seriously.

"So I spent about a week convincing my dad to rent the house out and put in the contract a requirement to keep the house clean to a certain extent."

"My name is Terry Lee."

Of course, now is not the time to pay attention to this.

"Of course, in fact, I don't like places with too many people. I like living alone and autonomously."

Jessica nodded in agreement with Terry's statement, and then explained: "That's because we are moving, and my dad originally wanted to sell this house, but to be honest, after living here for so many years, I am reluctant to part with it. "

The room is very clean and tidy. Although the bedding and the like have been packed away, you can still smell the faint fragrance left by the mixture of shower gel and perfume.

Jessica was obviously a very lively and cheerful girl. She jumped up and down the stairs, turned around and winked at Terry: "After all, I want to come back for a visit in the future~"

"This used to be my room. It has an independent bathroom and the comfort is absolutely maximum! You can choose this as your bedroom."

The girl showed a bright smile and extended her hand towards Terry generously.

"... Although I'm happy, it's okay if you want to have parties in the house as long as it's clean every time. Parties are fun."

Ah this...

Terry was introduced into the house by Jessica, and the two people of similar age communicated without any hindrance.

Terry was stunned for a moment, then looked down at his phone with a strange expression: "I thought the landlord would be a man."

"Usually, shouldn't the people who post housing information on agency websites be single people, or old men and women?"

"You're not going to make a mess here, are you?"

Under the guidance of the girl, Terry roughly checked the water supply situation in the bathroom in the room, and then asked to go to the kitchen to have a look.

Jessica did not lead the way immediately, but stared at Terry strangely for a while.

"I thought you just needed to confirm the room. Shouldn't the kitchen be something adults should know about?"

Then Jessica seemed to suddenly realize it. She made a fist with her left hand and hit the palm of her right hand hard: "With the talent of an Oriental, I didn't expect you to be able to cook at such a young age?"

Terry frowned, he didn't understand the logic behind Jessica's words.

"I will complete my studies at Zhongcheng Middle School in the next few years. It is impossible for me to go out to eat every day for such a long time. I have to cook by myself." Jessica's eyes lit up: "You are also from Zhongcheng Middle School. ?Why do I feel like I’ve never seen you before.”

"I just transferred to another school today."

"That's it, then we will be classmates from now on..."

While the two were chatting, the sound of the door lock turning was heard downstairs. Jessica moved her mouth and blew out a pink gum bubble: "My dad is back, and the rest You can talk to him."

Jessica's father is a very imposing man, which may be related to his occupation. This strong middle-aged man is a policeman.

Sheriff Jones sat on the sofa on the first floor with Terry to check the rental contract in detail, and took Terry to check the usage of the kitchen in more detail.

It's almost brand new.

Because he was a New York policeman, Mr. Jones rarely came back for meals during Jessica's growing up life, and Jessica's mother seemed to be a busy person as well. As a result, the kitchen of this small building was rarely used.

Although Sheriff Jones was doubtful about Terry's age at first, during the subsequent conversation, he discovered that Terry did not have the idealism unique to boys of this age, was relatively mature, and was very happy to pay the rent. .

And it was only at this moment that Jessica, who was lying on the sofa chewing gum, suddenly jumped up and looked at Terry in disbelief.

"I thought it was rented by a family, but you are the only one?"

"No wonder you need to see the kitchen."

Sheriff Jones glared at his rather naive daughter: "When you get back from the family trip, maybe you should communicate more with Terry. After all, you will be classmates from now on. Learn more about how others can be independent."

Jessica rolled her eyes: "If you give me enough pocket money to rent a house by myself, I can be very independent - at worst, I can eat out every day."

Sheriff Jones was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. He was about to continue to show his strict father side, but was interrupted by Terry who was watching the show and raised his hand.

"family trip?"

Mr. Jones was even more enthusiastic than before when facing the sponsor, and responded with a smile.

"Yes, it is a tradition in our family that whenever something big happens, our family will organize a family trip - such as this move."

Terry was a little surprised: "I remember that Zhongcheng Middle School hasn't even had a holiday yet."

"Ask for a short break from school."

Jessica and his father said in unison, with a look of understanding on their faces.

Wow.

This is really enviable.

Terry thought to himself that although Uncle Martin also promised to take him on a trip after all the business matters were settled, Uncle Martin always seemed to have unfinished business.

The main reason why he is quite eager to travel is that even with the additional memories from time travel, Terry does not have any impression of travel in his mind.

Not saying that the country he came from is bad, but before his uncle got out, Terry almost became a starving beggar on the street, and his predecessor in time travel - from memory, he seemed to be a hard-working programmer, traveling The word was a luxury for both of them.

People always have a relative desire for things they cannot obtain.

After the landlord and tenant reached an agreement that both parties were very satisfied with, Terry took the keys from Sheriff Jones and added contact information to each other - this was Sheriff Jones' request, he claimed. It was her daughter's idea to rent out the house. She must slowly learn how to be a landlord. If there are any problems in the future, Jessica must communicate with Terry independently.

Watching the father and daughter load the remaining luggage into the car and drive away, Terry waved and then started to dial the number of the moving company.

Martin had already asked someone to prepare some necessary furniture and appliances in advance, including bedding and the like. Now Terry only needed to make a phone call to move in.

Two pickup trucks with bright yellow advertising slogans quickly arrived in front of Terry. Through the window glass, several movers wearing bright yellow company uniforms could be seen.

But then Terry felt something strange.

Including the driver, the brim of these movers' hats is too low.

(End of this chapter)