beauty winner

When they arrived at the newsstand, the three sisters hurriedly flipped through this morning's newspaper. Yu Xinting quickly grabbed the New York Times, and skillfully flipped to the section of music reviews, but just glanced at it and picked up the newspaper: "...wait a minute Let's watch together."

Kong Chenhe and Ai were naturally clueless, so Yu Xinting told them which newspapers might have relevant content, and she was very accurate. It seemed that they had developed the habit of reading newspapers.

The old man who sells newspapers has a good temper, he doesn’t dislike these people and even helps them out, but Americans actually love music as much as they advertise, and in the end they found three newspapers, the one that Yang Jingxing hadn’t read was as small as a small one. Advertisement-like.

The three newspapers were not cheap, they cost five dollars, and after being rejected by Yang Jingxing to buy two copies each, Yu Xinting still took out twenty bills and wanted to treat guests a little embarrassedly: "Each of us has a lottery ticket, two dollars. "There is hope.

Yang Jingxing didn't have much interest in reading newspapers, but he was serious about picking lottery tickets. The biggest prize was [-] US dollars, which was as good as selling two major New York works.

The old newspaper seller wished good luck, and each person took a lottery ticket. Yu Xinting had an idea: "Let's scratch it first. If we don't win, we can still read the newspaper... I have coins." Bai is hanging out with this."

Yang Jingxing praised: "Your renminbi earns a lot of dollars, I will come first."

The three sisters watched Yang Jingxing's luck nervously and excitedly, watching him scratch, Yu Xinting also explained how to play, how to look at winning, and then a little lost and superstitious: "No... The main reason is that you were too popular yesterday, and your luck has not recovered. "

Yang Jingxing gave the coin to Kong Chenhe: "Come on, it's up to you whether you can earn some dollars and go back."

Kong Chenhe was under pressure, and Ai was naturally looking forward to it. When the lottery ticket was won in half, Yu Xinting, who was paying close attention, cheered: "I made it, I made it, 20 yuan! There are still more."

Although there was no more, Kong Chenhe was still very happy, and her 20 yuan could also comfort Ai Ziran and Yu Xinting, who had nothing to do with each other afterwards, and they still made a profit.It was probably taught by Yu Xinting, and before Ai Ziran scratched the lottery ticket, he clasped his hands together and bowed.

After earning the money, he went back happily and got in the car. Yu Xinting took the co-pilot, Yang Jingxing and Kong Chenhe sat in the back, Ai Ziran's broken car was worse than Yang Jingxing's, the interior was very poor and the seats were tight, and the seats were still made of cloth .

Yu Xinting was willing to divide up what she kept, and reconfirmed: "You have read this, then you should read this...Xiaohe, read this first."

Not everyone agrees, that small report has a few good comments on the first two works of the concert, but Yang Jingxing's first symphony is just passing by, which seems to be dispensable.

Ai Ziran was watching the New York Times with Yu Xinting in front. Yu Xinting was fine, and it was not surprising to see a lot of them. Ai Ziran just sighed or agreed, and also envied.

Kong Chenhe also looked rather happy, although he wanted to ask Yang Jingxing, "What does this mean?"

Yang Jingxing said, "Shivering."

Yu Xinting turned her head worriedly: "Let me see... this is what makes people shudder!"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Translation is learning."

Yu Xinting said hey, anxiously looking at the one in her hand.

Yang Jingxing's phone rang, and he got out of the car to answer it: "Hello."

Tao Meng said, "Grandma and I are going back."

Yang Jingxing meddled in his own business: "Where is Xiaohu, isn't he with you?"

Tao Meng said, "Together."

Yang Jingxing: "I'm coming out, you all have a good journey."

Tao Meng asked, "When did you go back to the hotel yesterday?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's not too late, I chatted with the conductor for a while."

Tao Meng asked: "How do you feel about yourself? Are you playing well?"

Yang Jingxing said: "It's good, it's okay... What do you think?" It's okay.

Tao Meng said: "Grandma likes it better... I suggest you pay more attention to the reports and music reviews, and listen to some professional opinions, which will help."

Yang Jingxing was obedient: "Well, okay..."

Tao Meng waited for a while and then said: "In short, congratulations, it shows that your original choice was correct." It seemed a little insincere.

Yang Jingxing said, "Okay, thank you...with the squad leader as a role model, it won't be bad."

Tao Meng didn't care: "When will you get on the plane tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing said: "At ten o'clock in the evening, arrive in the morning on the 29th."

Tao Meng seemed to have to think about whether it was true or not: "Well, yes...then that's it, and you will have a smooth journey."

Yang Jingxing regained his spirit: "Okay...Thank you again for coming, bye."

Tao Meng didn't care: "Goodbye."

After picking up the phone, Yang Jingxing got back into the car and interrupted the heated discussion of the three sisters. He couldn't wait any longer: "Eldest sister, let's get out."

The power of this little broken car is also very poor, and Ai Ziran's posture skills seem to be average, and he is still nervous within [-] kilometers.

Yu Xinting started a conversation with the backseat, and told the two compatriots about one aspect of American culture that she has seen, that is, people are full of strange things, many of them are self-righteous, and like to flaunt being different, which is not good, but according to the music The critic's usual style, this time is already very generous and friendly...

The car followed the main road, and gradually Yu Xinting became a tour guide again. Although she hadn't been to Ai Ziran's home, she knew the direction and remembered how to get to Dilanke's home. That article was considered a rich area, but Americans seem to have lower standards for rich people than China.

Then what is the highland, it seems to be quite famous, there are a lot of eating, drinking and having fun, and the barbecue for lunch is here, but now we have to move on.

There are also many things to do around the stadium. They said they got out of the car and walked around, but they only stayed for more than ten minutes, mainly for Kong Chenhe to take pictures.

There is also a park, which is a bit dirty compared to the central area. In fact, it looks worse than Puhai. However, the Science and Art Museum and the Art Museum are quite famous. Although I don’t have time to go in, I can take pictures.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and the car was finally about to drive into the so-called Flushing, only to see a few traditional characters, and Kong Chenhe, who had only been out for a few days, felt friendly.

Yu Xinting still believes that her friends will be the same as herself: "If you look at it more, you won't feel... anyway, it's an indescribable feeling."

Slowly, more and more Chinese, and more and more faces, Ai naturally drove more slowly, which surprised Kong Chenhe: "Ah, karaoke? My God!"

Yu Xinting haha: "Isn't it luxurious?"

Kong Chenhe couldn't believe it, this is the kind of life in American Paradise. The so-called karaoke is just a pair of broken tents on the side of the road, very similar to the night food stalls in China.

Naturally, Ai didn't know if he really understood the jokes of the two sisters, so he also took time to laugh along with them from time to time.

There are more to come, Guilin rice noodles, Lanzhou ramen, Internet cafes, Malatang... When Ai Ziran carefully crossed the intersection, Kong Chenhe was too lazy to smile: "An Xin also has Liangpi to eat."

There is also a shopping mall. There is a snack plaza in the shopping mall. Although Yu Xinting's first two visits have made her lose hope, she still goes in with Kong Chenhe to see what's new.

Guided by Kong Chenhe, Yu Xinting has some insights: "How many American dreams have been shattered..."

Ai Tianran didn't really understand his friend's emotions, and told Yang Jingxing that he thought Yu Xinting would like this place very much, but the fact was almost the opposite.

It really looks the same as in China, the bustle of the weekend, the elderly and children, and the appearance of their clothes have not changed at all...and it should be kind.

After looking at it for a while, Kong Chenhe was not interested, and she didn't want to try any food, but she took a lot of photos, and it seemed that she began to care about humanistic performance instead of taking pictures of herself.

Before leaving, Kong Chenhe remembered that she wanted to go to the subway station where Yu Xinting said that there were many buskers. Last time, Yu Xinting gave ten dollars to a compatriot who played cucurbit silk.

In this subway station, with dim lighting and crude decoration, there are quite a lot of people, and there are quite a few performers, but no musicians are seen, they are all pretending to be sculptures or something.

After twelve o'clock, a few people returned to some highland. Ai Ziran found a Japanese barbecue restaurant with ease. It was neither big nor luxurious.

It seems that the Japanese are not doing well either, Yu Xinting and Kong Chenhe have regained their status, but Yu Xinting wants to explain to Yang Jingxing that the food is really not good, it's just fun.

Yang Jingxing thought it was delicious, so he ate two servings of fried rice.

After lunch, they went shopping. Both Ai Ziran and Yu Xinting told Kong Chenhe that the Fifth Avenue is a scam, and there is no need to go there to buy things. The flea market is the fun place.

Yang Jingxing accompanied the three sisters to visit the flea market and discount stores. The three sisters had a lot to gain, especially Kong Chenhe, who was obviously greedy for cheap and bought a lot of small things to give away.

Yu Xinting also devotes herself to being with her friends, besides satisfying Kong Chenhe's thoughts wholeheartedly, she will also ask Yang Jingxing what her needs are.However, this metropolis of New York is not very convenient. Several people took some time to buy a bottle of water. Yu Xinting blamed herself and said that she should have prepared it earlier.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, I arrived at the Turkish barbecue restaurant on time.Although I spent most of the time in the car, I was quite tired after this day. After a little stretching, Yu Xinting said to Yang Jingxing: "I guess you prefer the Brazilian one. It has a lot of fuel. You can still go tomorrow."

Yang Jingxing shook his head, obviously frightened: "I can't beat you guys."

Yu Xinting said: "Anyway, I must have dinner and get on the plane."

Yang Jingxing said: "Eat something casually, we will talk about it tomorrow."

Yu Xinting said: "Of course I also go to the airport to send Xiaohe off."

Yang Jingxing questioned: "When did you come back?"

Yu Xinting shook her head earnestly: "It's not far, you boarded the plane at 09:30, and you'll be back at ten o'clock at most, just in time for a rest...Actually, I can ask for leave during the day."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No way!"

Yu Xinting still did her best: "Then you go over at noon, and I can go find you..."

Yang Jingxing was too lazy to plan: "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Yu Xinting nodded, then grabbed Kong Chenhe's arm and leaned over, hehe, as if begging: "Come with me to work tomorrow..."

At 08:30, I got in the car and was about to go back. Naturally, Ai also wanted to be enthusiastic, and suggested that he could go to the bar to have a sit, but Yang Jingxing felt that it was getting late, and it would be better to rest earlier, and Yu Xinting hadn't practiced the piano all day, so she had to make up for it tomorrow.

After arriving at Yu Xinting's residence, Kong Chenhe changed his mind again and didn't go back to the hotel. The clothes don't matter, Yu Xinting's washing machine can dry them.

Yu Xinting really didn't want the teacher to take the subway back to the hotel, so she called a taxi for Yang Jingxing, and she was a bit harsh: "At most 10 minutes, I'll be there in a while!"

Naturally, Ai was not in a hurry to go home, and was going to wait with him for 10 minutes, but it seemed that he had finished talking during the day, and he didn't know what to say for a while.