"Don't worry, I'm doing well. Please, Mom, you don't know, the weather in Los Angeles is similar to San Francisco, how can it be cold for me?" Wang Yang took the microphone, leaned against the phone booth, looked at the scenery of the campus outside, and smiled excitedly: "A few days ago, I saw Robert Zemeckis. That's right, the director of Forrest Gump, who is also an alumnus of USC, and was invited by our president to come back and give a lecture. Awesome, I had a long conversation with him that day, oh, he's very accommodating and a nice guy......"

It's April, and the weather in Los Angeles is warm and pleasant, gradually saying goodbye to the cold winter rain and moving towards the hot summer. The lawn of the USC School of Film and Television is green, and young students are lying on the green grass scattered, or reading books, chatting, and fiddling with DV cameras, a vigorous and upward scene.

"Well, I'm going to help out with a crew later...... Hey, as soon as I said it, it came, and my classmates shouted that I was leaving, and it was hanging, bye-bye!"

As soon as he put down the microphone, Wang Yang exhaled a long breath, his face immediately turned from elation to decadence, looking at the classmates who were relaxing on the lawn, he couldn't help but scratch his hair in annoyance, and scolded in frustration: "!"

He tightened the trench coat on his body, picked up a cardboard box full of miscellaneous items on the ground, and walked out of the school step by step, looking at the beautiful scenery around him from time to time, the USC Film and Television School was originally the place where he dreamed of setting sail, but now, everything is ruined.

Wang Yang is a Chinese-American who immigrated to the United States from his grandfather's generation, who ran a Chinese restaurant in San Francisco's Chinatown until his father took over, and the restaurant has been open to this day. However, after two generations of hard work, this "family business" has not only not grown, but has become more and more dilapidated, and it has been on the verge of closure for many years.

Although Wang Yang grew up in a restaurant, he has little interest in cooking and has an unusual love for movies. At the age of 9, after watching "Cinema Paradiso", he strengthened his determination to become a director! Well, at that time he thought that a film projectionist like the old man Alfedo was a director.

Anyway, he's been working toward that goal since then, and he's done it, and at the age of 18, he entered the USC School of Film and Television to study film and television production, and everything was going well, if that hadn't happened.

That happened a week ago, and then he was expelled, in the second semester of his freshman year, and he was expelled.

Thinking of the cause and effect, Wang Yang sighed helplessly, his head ached, he originally finished his bachelor's degree at USC, he could continue to study for a master's degree, or he could find some work as an assistant director, accumulate experience and wait for the opportunity to become a director. But as he was expelled from school, the dream of directing became farther and farther away from him.

"Hey, isn't that our chink? "Where is this going?" Several young men came over on the lawn, four men and two women, all but one who was black. The blonde white man at the head grinned, danced with monkeys in his hands, and made a strange voice: "Ping-pang, ping-pang?ching-chong, ching-chong?"

With his strange voice, several other men and women laughed, their faces full of ridicule and contempt, and they looked at Wang Yang with disdain.

Although Wang Yang is an American, he didn't know how many times he heard these words since he was a child, he liked his yellow skin and black eyes, he liked Chinese characters, Chinese food, and Chinese culture, and he never discriminated against others, he hated racial discrimination, but the reason for his expulsion was racial discrimination.

It was an unjust case, that day he encountered a situation like the current one, he was insulted and provoked by a black classmate, even his mother scolded him, he couldn't bear it, he couldn't control his emotions, he was angry and beat people.

The black classmate's name is Terrance Ben, and he looks like a tiger, but Wang Yang has been learning Bajiquan from a master in Chinatown since he was a child, although he is not good at martial arts, but he can only clean up Terrance who only has brute strength, and at the same time as beating Terrance, Wang Yang scolded: "Is this what you want?"

Unfortunately, the phrase "**-you!" happened to be heard by a teacher who came to hear the news, and that teacher was a black man, Gary Martin.

Afterwards, Terrance Ben first sued, reversed the matter, and insisted that Wang Yang was insulting him, and then punched and kicked him. Although Wang Yang tried his best to explain, there was no one on the lawn at that time, and no one could testify to him, but Terrance Ben had a black teacher, Gary Martin, to call the shots for him, so the school believed Terrence Ben, and Wang Yang was expelled from the school.

The funny thing is that he is now surrounded by "racial discrimination", but no one administers justice to him.

"Bruce-Lee, what do you want, bananas? Oh, come and eat!" the blonde white man named Matthew grinned and made a few hip-jerk movements, and laughed, "Come on, I know you like it!"

The other five young people also burst out laughing, they all knew about Wang Yang's expulsion, so they came to ridicule him to their heart's content. It's not that Wang Yang has provoked them, it's just that the identity of an Asian has become the object of fun for these boring people.

If you say "nigger" to a black person and go to court, it will definitely be racist, but if you say "chink" or "chinaman" to a Chinese American, it will rarely be said to be racist. This is the flip side of this highly democratic, egalitarian country.

"Ok, you've me off. Wang Yang slowly put down the cardboard box, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Matthew, who was smiling hippie: "Give you two choices, one, apologize, and two, I will send you to the hospital." ”

"Oh, Chinese boy, do you want to hit me?" Matthew's freckled face flashed a hint of panic, and he pretended to be calm, "If you want to go to jail, you can do it." ”

Wang Yang smiled and said unashamedly: "If you want to be a priest, I can kick your balls." ”

Thinking of Terrence Ben's quarterback figure, he was beaten into a pig's head by Wang Yang in front of him, Matthew couldn't help but swallow. The three men and two women next to them also became nervous, and shouted "Hi, calm down, calm down", but Wang Yang glanced at them from the corner of his eye, and they were a little silent, who knows if they will even beat them up?

"Well, you can concentrate on serving God. Wang Yang's face changed, and before the words fell, he pulled his hand hard, and his right leg pretended to be raised.

Matthew was startled and shouted, "Wait, wait!" and he shouted as he struggled hard, "I apologize, I apologize! I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Along with Matthew's five fellow party members, the new onlookers also patted their foreheads and said "e-on" one after another, expressing their dissatisfaction with Matthew's apology.

"Are you an idiot (asshole)?" Wang Yang still said in a calm tone, but the murderous aura in his eyes made Matthew unable to resist, Matthew just wanted to end it quickly, so he nodded and said: "Well, I am, I am ......" Wang Yang asked: "What is it?" Matthew said dejectedly: "asshole......"

There were boos all around, Matthew's accomplices all rolled their eyes, and several blonde beauties snickered, which made Matthew feel a little embarrassed for a moment and blushed.

Wang Yang smiled slightly, gently patted Matthew's cheek with his hand, and said, "Little girl, do you want to kill me?

In the midst of the boos, Wang Yang picked up the cardboard box on the ground again and walked outside the school. When he was about to leave the campus, he couldn't help but stop and look back at the campus that he had longed for many years, but now he was about to leave...... He took a deep breath and strode forward.

Wang Yang held a cardboard box and walked aimlessly on the streets of Los Angeles, with cars coming and going on the road, people on the street moving, and the sound of traffic lights sounding from time to time.

After some hard work, he still hides the news of his expulsion from his parents, otherwise he will definitely be forced to go back to San Francisco, and then take over the "family business" and become the third generation of the restaurant's chef.

"Dealing with firewood, rice, oil, and salt all day long, I don't want it!" Wang Yang shook his head and shouted in his heart: "My hard work and dream for so many years is to become an excellent director and shoot good-looking movies, and now because I was wronged, I want to go back to guard a restaurant that is about to close down?!"

He remembered the ecstasy when he was admitted to USC, the congratulations and envious eyes of his friends, the love of his parents who were both looking forward to and caring, wanting to encourage and afraid of pressure, and the sentence "Son, if you can't get along in Los Angeles, you will come back to San Francisco, and the spoon of the restaurant is waiting for you to take over......

God, when I thought that after I went back, my parents would say, "Son, I knew you couldn't make a movie, you better stay in the restaurant and stir-fry", Wang Yang couldn't help but yell, it's better to let a car hit me and kill me!

Damn! Wang Yang smiled self-deprecatingly: "Although I like to eat Chinese food, I don't like to be a chef!" I don't want to go back in disgrace, and then be teased by my friends and comforted by my parents disappointed! I won't give up!

Just when Wang Yang encouraged himself and walked halfway down the road, a woman pushing a BB cart behind suddenly took off her hand, and the BB car hit his ass uncontrollably, and with a bang, Wang Yang, who was distracted, was caught off guard and fell forward, the cardboard box in his hand flew up, and sundries were scattered all over the ground.

"Oh God!" exclaimed as passers-by covered their mouths with their hands, only to see the baby in the BB car without a seat belt pop out and fly in the air!

With a poof, Wang Yang fell to the ground hard, and with another poof, the baby hit his head and landed safely.

It's dizzy...... Wang Yang only felt dizzy for a while, and pieces of phantoms appeared in front of him, he didn't even know what car he was hit, and there was only one thought left in his mind, am I going to die?