"Goo-Goo......

Uh-

Sean was embarrassed.

Although it is San Francisco, but so frankly that the big bird sways in front, I still feel the wind blowing the eggs and the prostate is swollen!

And, very obviously, this sculpted eight-pack abs obviously can't withstand the protest of the stomach.

"Bang bang bang!"

The iron door rang, and the room seemed to shake.

"Open the door, Sean, have you been made weak by that Bichi?"

There was a rampant tease outside the house.

"Oh, that's terrible!"

"Brother, maybe you should use some Indian Jiashen oil, there are ...... sold in Chinatown"

"Smack-" The door was slammed open.

"Uh...... Sean, you don't look good! ”

Sean opened the iron door, looked coldly at the sneering expression in front of him, and held the meat ball of the door-smashing hand!

That's right, a ball! A ball of flesh with lush hair and curly hair and a bearded face!

If only this part of the United States knew what "ball" meant.

Duke Apophis!

A lazy guy over 200 pounds.

Graduated from Stanford University, maybe, maybe, probably didn't graduate.

Anyway, it's an otaku who uses "Playboy" as a newspaper and anime and adult movies as the first pastime he wakes up every day.

As for why they became friends with Sean, it was because both of them came from the small-town farm of Mossville, Indiana, - Papa Cross Farm!

In fact, the United States is not full of large farm owners, but more small and medium-sized farms or estates.

Just as it is the middle class that really supports America.

In the United States, there are so many home-based companies that there may be a company with the name of Lucas Maintenance Company, from the boss to the treasurer, the operator, and the maintenance worker - Lucas!

And what he might have to do was fix the pipes or dehumidify the basement.

So don't be poisoned by online novels, the real American farmers actually live in Manhattan, not in Indiana, Texas, or Illinois.

As for those reclusive rich people, Sean has the impression that except for Buff, who does live in a home of tens of thousands of dollars in the town, the rest are more enjoying his rich life.

Including Bill Gai, who is touted as a frugal housekeeper in China, his family's high-tech is more sophisticated than that of the Pentagon.

But this small farm is not owned by Daddy Sean, but by Daddy Sean's father! Sean's grandfather. His father worked on his grandfather's farm and worked part-time as an insurance salesman in the town.

So, this is America!

American love is more of a commitment.

And the love of the East is more of a responsibility.

Duke's dad is the owner of a small bar in the town, well, and he also has a gas station and fast food restaurant, which can be regarded as a "group enterprise"!

The group is clustered together, with a few gas tanks in front of it, a fast-food restaurant next to it, and a dance floor that can also be used as a bar during breaks. That's it!

As for Duke's dad's name, of course, it's Duke Sr., you have to know that this is the American art of naming.

Do you dare to call your dad a name in China? Your dad would definitely dare to hang you up and smoke.

Americans are happy to have a name for grandpa, dad, grandson.

"What business are you talking about?"

Sean didn't pay attention to Duke, who was full of grievances, casually pulled the jeans on, and pulled out two identical socks from the pile of clothes, at least the same color.

"Wow, you used seven Durex last night? Looks like that Mexican chick is really hot. Duke's fat face was huddled together, and his mouth in his beard slammed.

I really don't know why he paid attention to Sean's condom when he came in!

Sean glared at Duke, stepped into his shoes, and casually picked out a T-shirt from the pile of clothes and put it on his body.

As for the T-shirts, they are generally selected to be not dirty, as for the clean ones?

Man, don't laugh, this is a bachelor's house. Not a big 5 star hotel. We're not the big Hollywood stars either!

But even if it is an ordinary T-shirt, put on Sean, it has a body-shaping effect, and the well-developed muscles are full of explosiveness.

Ignore the nagging guy next to him and run to the bathroom to drain the water.

"The last time I was here, there were only eleven sets on the ground, and now there are seven, man, you're the strongest cowboy in Monsville! Those Mexican horses are not opponents at all. ”

"Falk oil!"

After putting out the water and holding a toothbrush in his mouth, Sean, who was full of foam, stuck out his head and sent two middle fingers to the fat Duke.

"I told you that girl wasn't from Mexico last night!"

Sean grunted and rinsed his mouth, spit out his brushing water, and yelled at Duke angrily, "Do Mexican chicks have such white skin?" Stupid Duke, don't you even see that chick playing with you? Stupid poor fellow......"

"Cut! I'm a top student at Stanford. ”

"Kicked out!" Sean shaved his beard and poked his head out to add.

"I told you that I was suspending my studies!"

"Well, it's the school that doesn't want you ......"

"Shet!"

This time it was Duke's turn to give him his middle finger.

Sean finished washing up in the bathroom and walked out refreshed, and at a glance saw Duke holding a necklace in his hand.

"Duke, I said, don't touch my faith! Fack! ”

"Damn it, your faith fell to my lover yesterday!" Duke dodged Sean's outstretched hand and explained.

"When I came in her today, the co-pilot saw your bullshit faith!"

The chain on Duke's fat hand has a nameplate and a cross hanging from it. Seeing that Sean didn't react, he threw it to Sean impatiently.

"Smack."

grabbed it, grabbed the flesh-colored stockings on the sofa and wiped his "faith", drew a cross on his chest, and put faith around his neck again.

"I've never seen anyone wipe their faith with a woman's stockings, maybe you should believe in Satan! The guy invented stockings and strippers. ”

"Satan is not home today."

Sean looked in the mirror absentmindedly.

"All I care about is your business now!" Shook what little hairspray was left.

"By the way, what do you think of Los Angeles? Maybe we can go there and have a chance. After all, it's the largest city in the United States. (People on the West Coast of the U.S. don't think of New York as the number one city!) ）

Sean already had a dream of being an actor in his heart, otherwise there wouldn't be so many posters in the room. And I don't know if it's because the impression deepened in the dream.,Anyway, I'm very interested in this.。

For Sean now, being an actor is his obsession.

Duke walked over to the dirty old Siemens refrigerator, opened it, and opened a can of beer with a "bang". He took a sip and threw another jar left in the fridge to Sean.

A bottle of American Yuengling, the shape of an eagle holding a barrel of wine is the most famous beer in the United States, and Americans like Yuengling more than Budweiser and Corona.

Of course, Sean they love it because it's cheaper than any other beer.

Maybe that's why other Americans like it, and why a beer in a small Pennsylvania sells so much?

Without it, it's cheap.

Don't assume that Americans don't have to worry about prices and expenses if they like to use credit cards.

The average American doesn't have that much money.

Moreover, the United States is one of the countries with the highest debt ratio, and they are the largest creditor country in the world! However, now it is the uncle who owes the money.

Plus this uncle is not only a hooligan, but also fucking rich and powerful. There was no way, the creditor could only hold his nose and endure it.

As for Budweiser, who doesn't like that?

"Los Angeles? Where there are fake breasts and oranges, you know, Northern California is richer than Southern California! There's Silicon Valley, there's Stanford, what's in Los Angeles?

There are only the most fake boobs and ubiquitous in the world! I can't think of any opportunities there! ”

Duke spread his hands in confusion.

"Seriously, with your skills and my mind, aren't we at home here? It's not a good idea to get out of here. Man, you don't have any bullshit actor ideas, do you? That's just terrible! ”

Duke took a sip of a cold beer and glanced at the posters around him with a look of regret.

It seems that there is no room temperature drink in the United States, and as for beer, Americans are always looking for coolness at any time.

Even in the cold Montana winter, if you want to drink beer, it has to be a cold beer. It's not about the brand of beer.

"Of course, why not? Los Angeles could have made this idea a reality! I mean, in Los Angeles, we can be stars together. Sean began to describe the outlook to Duke.

"You see, just like Rachel in Friends, she's a star too, isn't she? Aniston used to be a fat man! ”

"Besides, isn't that what we dreamed of when we were kids? Our country is a country built on dreams, and if we all have no dreams, then what is left? Beer belly? ”

As if finding that persuasion was not enough, Sean moved out of his childhood dream.

Sean knows that Duke's dream as a child was also to become a Hollywood star.

Just ask, how many little boys haven't dreamed of stardom?

Since Sean and Duke are small, they naturally have a common hobby.

When Sean decided to join the army because of "Top Gun", which received the beautiful soup of the US military propaganda film. It can be seen that the movie has influenced him. Now that he is out of the army, maybe the former Sean will go and find a job to earn a living.

But now Sean is determined to fulfill his dream of stardom!

Everyone has dreams, but some people do it, and some people forget this thing in the trivialities of life.

"Yes, of course Rachel is a star, if I remember correctly, she was photographed in the newspaper dating Pete, and she also has a celebrity boyfriend."

Duke shook his head, sarcasm on his lips.

But what does all this have to do with us? They are big stars, you and I are just a poor ghost in a small town in the middle of the country, and I don't have an aunt who is a big name in the entertainment industry.

You're just the grandson of a small farmer, what about me? The son of a fast-food restaurant owner.

You won't have more than ten dollars in your pocket, and even beer, there's only two cans left! And me? ”

Duke flipped open his trouser pocket, destitute.

"Do you really think Los Angeles is heaven?"

"At least not hell!" Sean looked at Duke and didn't let him go.

"Damn! It's the most devastating hell out there! ”

Sean raised the necklace around his neck and smiled at the thunderous Duke, "Even if it's hell, I'm familiar with Satan, aren't I?" ”

"You madman!" Duke felt that Sean in front of him was crazy and hopeless.

"Do you know how many people are dreaming of going to Los Angeles and hitting their dream of stardom?

"Did you know that at any coffee shop near Beverly Hills, you can talk to a hostess about an actor's self-cultivation?"

Or take a taxi on the Walk of Fame, and you can talk to the driver about his playwriting! Shet! ”

"Don't ask him if he's ever written a script, you just say to him, 'Hey, man, where is your script?' and he'll probably tell you how many paragraphs I've written. Then I can talk to you for a day and a night! ”

"There are hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of fools out there! And there are hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of fools who still think about going there every day! ”

Duke gasped and pointed at Sean viciously.

"You're just a veteran, the U.S. government doesn't give a fuck to you, and you think the American Dream will appreciate you? Go to the damn American dream. This is the country of liars, thieves, and those who built it are descendants of liars and thieves.

They were sent here by the Europeans, and they were all losers who couldn't stay in Europe! A bunch of LoseR! Hollywood is a bubble made up by those guys. Do you know about bubbles? ”

"Even if it's a bubble, it's California, and it's the brightest sunshine." Sean smiled, noncommittal.

"Shet! Do you want to play out the so-called West Coast myth? 25-year-old fool?! ”

"You have to know that not everyone is Rachel, and not everyone is Forrest Gump who represents the American Dream! We're just that-sub-Jenny in Forrest Gump! A poor bastard! ”

"If oranges are the representative fruit of Los Angeles, then the sound of ambulances is the representative sound of Los Angeles, as if someone has been injured all day long, and the whole city can hear it."

"It's full of wounded! It's the wounded here! Everybody—"

Duke's face was full of rage and he poked his finger in Sean's chest, where was the part of the heart.

"Do you understand?"

"Dreams don't hurt...... It'......"

Sean looked straight at Duke, unwavering.

"Goo-Goo......

“……”

This time Sean was really embarrassed, and before he finished speaking, his stomach screamed angrily. I can't play happily anymore.

"Well, it seems that hunger is more important than the American dream, and if you want to have the money to eat a decent dinner, I advise you to work honestly, bastard."

Duke blushed and had a thick neck, seemed to be more comfortable after burping, and spread his hands casually: "I still have a hot dog left in the car, you know, I was going to vomit after eating a hot dog in the morning, and it killed me!" ”

"Perhaps...... I mean, maybe, you should help me digest it, you know eating too much is not a good thing for me to stay in shape! ”

"Goo-Goo......

This time Duke was embarrassed, and hurriedly raised the beer can to cover his stomach by drinking beer. But Duke poured it for a long time, and he didn't see half a drop poured out.

Sean looked at Duke, who was hiding his embarrassment and pretending not to care, and smiled.

"You're right, hunger is indeed more important than the American dream."

"Maybe we should start with the ten dollars in my trouser pocket, right now!"

"Then come back, and we'll talk a little bit more about American society as a society! By the way, Jenny finally gave birth to a son to Forrest Gump, maybe not a winner in life, but she also realized her dream! ”

"Uh...... Giving birth to a son...... Well, I think your plan for eating a big meal is a great idea! ”

Duke took a deep breath and snapped his fingers, pretending to be chic, but his eyes avoided Sean's gaze and he picked up the wine jar to hide his embarrassment.