In March 1998, Xu Canhao received four admission letters, namely: Yale University, Curtis and Julia Conservatory, and Berlin University of the Arts. Xu Canhao, www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion, was both happy and entangled, and in the end he had no choice, so he went to check the information of various universities, and then asked Jiang Zhixiao, Yu Yongzhen, Li Xiuman and others. (Ask the parents?) They will just look at you lovingly and say, "Just choose what you like." As a result, I chose Yale University, replied online, and received the official admission letter within three days. After getting the notice, the family celebrated, and the group from S.M Company celebrated once, and Dao Sheng came again.

After receiving the official notice on the 10th, and the start of school on the 16th, Xu Canhao spent two days attending the party to say goodbye to everyone, and on the 14th, he dragged the salute to Gimpo Airport. Along the way, the people of the Xu family were silent, Xiao Zhuxian was holding Xu Canhao's backpack stubbornly, Xu's father looked at the two children through the rearview mirror from time to time, and Xu's mother kept looking out the window with red eyes, telling her son to pay attention to his body and safety, even if these words had been said a few days ago. Xu Canhao also felt a little sad, leaving his home where he had lived for so long, even if he was a human being in two lives, he would inevitably have mixed tastes.

There were Cui Shengxi and three people who came to see him off, Li Jingkui, Dao Shengcai, and Yang Sheng. Hot brothers didn't come, one is that the company is not allowed, and the other is that there is a trip in the afternoon, and Tokin Liu Zhen brought a tape recording and two albums. Jin Yingshu didn't come, Xu Canhao thought about it, but when she really didn't come, her heart was a little empty. A group of people, including Xu's mother and Xiao Zhuxian, were crying and hugging Xu Canhao to say goodbye, and by this time, they all had endless words. Xu Canhao always smiled and comforted everyone, his eyes were red, and he was very tired. In the end, he handed over the prepared score of "Dreamsetrue" to Cui Shengxi, hugged Xu's father tightly, and resolutely walked into the ticket gate. Trembling lips, twitching nose, no matter how much you endured, the moment you turned around and took a step, the tear ducts let go of the floodgates.

Sitting in the window seat, I looked at the familiar scenery outside, and caressed those familiar figures through the window. took out the tape recorder, put in the audio tapes of several people, listened to it, tears were like beads of broken threads, quietly slipping down, Xu Canhao looked out the window, turned his head to hide his face and cried. scolded himself in his mouth: "It's useless, Eh, Xi ~ crying jj." Xu Canhao, who thought he would never cry again, seems to have particularly developed tear ducts in this life.

Thirteen hours later, the plane arrived at New York International Airport, which was the first time Xu Canhao had set foot on the land of a metropolitan United States in his previous life. When he arrived at the airport hall, Xu Canhao looked around. As early as a month ago, Uncle Xu asked his good friend in the United States, his former classmate, Simpson, to ask him to pick up the plane and help Xu Canhao go to school.

"Hey, Xu, Xu, overhere!" Xu Canhao followed the prestige, and a tall American man with short blond hair was waving at him, holding a sign welcoming him in his hand, and a crooked line of Korean underneath. Xu Canhao hurriedly walked out of the passage and dragged the gift box towards him.

"Hello, you must be Uncle Simpson, it's a pleasure to meet you. I often hear my uncle talk about your university. Xu Canhao smiled and stretched out his hand and greeted him in fluent American English.

"Ha~ Hello, my dear little friend, I am also very happy to meet you. I still have a picture of you sent by your uncle, look! As he spoke, he waved the photo in his hand to Xu Canhao. Can I help you? Simpson motioned to help him carry the salute.

"Oh, no need, thank you. I'm a man, too! Hehe..."Xu Canhao said with a smile.

"Ha, that's good. It seems that Giessen guy is not wrong, you are a funny genius guy. Hope we can get along. Simpson said and reached out again to shake Xu Canhao's hand.

"Okay, you can call me Albert, And, I'll call you Melech (Simpson's name). I heard my uncle say that you don't have a girlfriend yet, and I don't want to ruin your good marriage by calling you uncle. Xu Canhao shrugged his shoulders and said with a helpless look.

"Haha, funny boy, I find that I'm starting to like you, I think we're going to get along well. Let's go, let me show you the charm of American metropolis. M said with a laugh, holding Xu Canhao's shoulders and walking towards the parking lot. found Simpson's old Ford, and before getting into the car, Xu Canhao called home to report his safety.

On this day, Simpson took Xu Canhao to almost all over New York, from JFK Airport to get on the highway all the way to Manhattan, sitting in the car and looking at the towering Empire State Building, Klasler Building and other famous buildings on both sides, his heart was incomprehensible. Eye-catching, dazzling glass complexes everywhere. The car drove through Wall Street, where suits were everywhere, through the bustling New York Times Square, and came to Chinatown for lunch. Xu Canhao recorded this journey with his camera along the way, and from time to time he took selfies with Simpson in the car, or poked his head out to take photos with the street scene while waiting for a red light. Looking at the bustle of New York reminded him of GTA, the classic song "EmpireStateofMind", a song that made him hum it uncontrollably.

After lunch, the two drove on the road again. After entering Queens, Xu Canhao felt that he had come to an area where the world's ethnic groups gathered, and the streets were filled with various languages, including familiar Chinese, Korean, and Spanish, Russian, etc. You can see Mexicans with big bald heads, shirtless shoulders, and tattoos all over their bodies, as well as Middle Easterners wearing ties and neat suits. Both sides of the street are lined with international restaurants, and there are also food stalls with a variety of flavors. Xu Canhao tasted authentic burritos for the first time here, crunchy chickpeas, spicy sauces, served with charred chicken thighs, and drank not very clean Blue Mountain coffee, which made him deeply obsessed with this land.

The two made a quick walk through Queens to Brooklyn. As soon as you enter the area, you can feel the enthusiasm of the people, and there are many young people playing hip-hop, skateboarding, roller skating and all kinds of other trendy things in the streets. When their car stopped waiting for the traffic light, and Xu Canhao held up the camera to take pictures, some enthusiastic young people pretended to make faces to steal the scene or took the initiative to take photos with Xu Canhao, who was dressed up. There are many viaducts, and under the bridges are a network of streets and old buildings of two or three stories, graffiti everywhere, black gangs, beggars holding placards. Driving along the seaside, the golden sunset comes to be the lighting artist, illuminating the beach on one side and the buildings in the distance. It's no wonder that the people of Brooklyn love their hometown so much, with its mountains, castles, beaches, beautiful women, and an open and welcoming group of locals.

Xu Canhao and the two drove back to Manhattan, and Simpson took him to the Staten Island ferry. On the top, you can enjoy the performance of street performers, look at the bright lights on both sides of the strait, and taste the rare meal of the day, grilled Australian veal steak. Lying on the guardrail and watching from afar, the Statue of Liberty with a unique flavor set off by the lights at night, and the Simpsons took one funny photo after another. After getting off the boat, the two took a taxi to Manhattan again, enjoying the natural scenery, historical and cultural landscapes of this area along the way. Xu Canhao only feels that each district of New York has its own unique style, which makes people feel like they are in a huge expo hall, lingering and endlessly aftertaste.

Return to Manhattan to pick up your car and drive to your last stop of the day, Broadway. Xu Canhao stared dizzily at the huge posters under the bright lights outside the window, listening to Simpson introduce him to Broadway and Off-Broadway, and deafening music rang in his ears from time to time. He was fascinated by the liberal art scene here, and from time to time there were street performers dressed in retro costumes, interacting with passers-by, all smiling at the life here. Although he just sat in the car and walked around hastily on this day, it was enough to give him an extraordinary shock and experience. There is also the Bronx, which is also the place where Xu Canhao wants to go the most, which is the birthplace of American hip-hop culture and the seat of the Yankees baseball team. Because of the lack of time, they have to take the train to Connecticut tomorrow morning, and a new college life is coming.