East Village, Su Jingzhen doesn't like it here, he hates it from the moment he gets off the bus.

Passers-by on the side of the road nearby, or people partying at the edge of houses in the distance, had all kinds of tattoos tattooed on their bodies, and some even shaved their hair and put pen on their bare skulls.

It's the birthplace of punk music and the mecca of punk culture.

Su Jingzhen had no interest in this kind of culture, but his classmates were different, getting together in twos and threes, some running to see the graffiti under the building, some talking to passers-by, seemingly wanting to get the same tattoo.

Su Jingzhen once rushed to loneliness, and he couldn't even pretend to like it all, but when he thought that if he had such a pattern on his head, a few nails on his lips, and colorful washing, scissors and blowing, he couldn't resist it, and he couldn't pretend to be able to.

His classmates wouldn't always take care of his thoughts, so he became a person again, standing under a tree on the side of the road, quietly watching the people coming and going on the street.

"Hi Sue...... Are you okay?" was just as he was studying where the tattoo on the neck of the woman he had passed before would extend to his body, someone next to him greeted him.

"Hey, Michelle, why don't you go to visit with your classmates?" Su Jingzhen looked back and saw that it was an American girl.

Michelle spread her hands, gestured to her figure self-deprecatingly, and said, "Look at me like this, is it suitable for playing punk?"

Su Jingzhen looked at the fat girl who was more than one meter seven tall and weighed more than one hundred and sixty, pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders.

"Then we have nowhere to go? Find a place to sit? I'm new to New York, and I'm not used to it. Su Jingzhen looked around and looked for a place to sit.

"That's great, it's so tiring to stand, especially for me. "Michelle is very generous, and she has been blackening herself.

"Over there, there's a long chair under the tree, let's go and sit there. Su Jingzhen found a place to rest.

"Oh, Sue...... In fact, if I hadn't looked at your face, I would have thought you were a gentleman from England. Michelle also saw the chair, and the two walked over together, and Michelle said to Su Jingzhen on the way.

"Shouldn't all ladies be so polite?" Su Jingzhen didn't understand a little.

"No, I'm not talking about that, I'm talking about your accent. I don't know if Michelle has a problem with her expression or Su Jingzhen's understanding, this topic obviously makes the two a little different.

"Oh, this is normal, our country teaches foreign languages according to the British phonetic transcription, and Hong Kong you know? It's still a British colony, my hometown is quite close to there, I can receive TV programs there, and when I learn languages, I follow the accent on TV programs. Su Jingzhen listened to Michelle's explanation and understood why she said that she looked like an Englishman.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I know Hong Kong, but I don't know where Hong Kong is. Michelle looked very sorry, and she failed to explain her geography to Su Jingzhen.

"Wait, don't sit, I'll see if the chair is clean. Su Jingzhen stopped Michelle and wiped the chair with her hand to see if there was any dust on it.

"Su, you're too careful, there are a lot of people here in the East Village, it's good to find an empty chair, even if it's dirty, the person who sat before will wipe it clean and ...... it with pants" Although Michelle is a fat girl, she is also quite confident when communicating with others, and has a little humor.

"No, no, no, I'm just worried about this, because there are a lot of people here, don't you think it's strange that there is an empty chair suddenly? There must be a problem......" Su Jingzhen turned his head and blinked, and said seriously.

Michelle's mind turned, what this Chinese classmate said seemed to have some truth, and she also bent down to observe the chair, for fear that it was lame or had chewing gum on it or something.

Su Jingzhen saw that his classmate had been deceived, the corners of his mouth curved, and he touched Michelle's arm with his finger and said, "I lied to you, this chair is fine, sit down." ”

"Oh...... Sue, you really don't look like a Chinese, I have the impression that Chinese are generally shy, don't like to talk, and study well, but you are the opposite. Michelle came to her senses, she was not angry, she turned around and sat down with a smile, and said to Su Jingzhen.

"No way, how do you know I'm not good at studying? I'm also a student at New York University, I'm an Ivy League. Su Jingzhen heard the loopholes in his words and immediately refuted it.

Under the shade of the tree, a yellow-skinned, black-eyed, black-haired Chinese and a fair-skinned, classical, golden-haired, blue-eyed American chubby girl chatted like this.

"Hey, what are you two talking about?" Tough guy John came from the side of the road and noticed that the person sitting in the chair was wearing pink and purple clothes, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was his co-seat in the car.

"Hi John. ”

"We're talking about ethnography, food, we're talking about national history, and we're talking about the economy. Michelle spread her hands, she almost didn't survive just now, this classmate from China has a wide range of knowledge, can say anything on any topic, and there is a reason.

"John, you sit, I'll go buy some water, I've been chatting with Michelle for a while, a little sip, what do you want?" Su Jingzhen stood up, wanting to find something to drink.

"Sit, I'm just going to find something to drink, I'll buy it for you. Instead of sitting down, John explained that he was about to look for a place to buy a drink.

"Give you money......" Su Jingzhen didn't rush to buy it, because he didn't know where the convenience store was.

"Hey, you're in good habits, unlike some of your compatriots, who either run to buy it yourself and invite everyone to drink, or they just don't pay for it. John didn't refuse the money handed over by Su Jingzhen, and he still talked about some Chinese who had just come to the United States and were not used to the AA system.

"Mike, Mike come over here. John was looking for a convenience store when he saw the foodie Mike and shouted at him.

"Is there a convenience store there?" John began to ask before the person arrived.

"No, it's just a few houses, but there's a vending machine in front of McSallley's Old Brasserie. Mike gestured to a house in the middle, indicating that water was available there.

"I'll buy it, what are you going to drink?"

"Mineral water. ”

"Coca-Cola. ”

"Pepsi. ”

Su Jingzhen and the three of them replied at the same time.

John was dumbfounded, how to buy this?

"Michael, don't drink Coke, drink mineral water like me. Su Jingzhen directly helped Michelle choose.

"Why?" Michelle refused.

"High in sugar. Su Jingzhen didn't bother to turn around, so he just said a word.

John saw that Michelle was silent, shrugged his shoulders and walked to the middle.

"Hey, you guys seem familiar now?" Mike was a little curious when he found that Su Jingzhen could help Michelle make a choice.

"We're already friends, isn't it the right thing to do to correct our friends' mistakes?" Su Jingzhen shrugged his shoulders and sat down again, but his body moved to the side, making way for Mike to sit down and rest.

"Oh...... What did you talk about, and we're friends so soon?"

"Mexican economy ......," Michelle replied, rolling her eyes.