Chapter 14: Oprah's Talk Show (4)

In the darkness of New York, drug dealing, robbery, murder, and the like happen from time to time. And there are naturally many incidents such as rape and rape. Because of the relationship between two parents who are hippies, Lis. Murray has become accustomed to these situations. So, after discovering that there was a guy who followed her all the way to the school, Liz. Murray looked guarded, she knew that she was dressed in such tatters, no matter how she looked like she was rich, so, in addition to robbery, there was only one possibility, and that was rape.

"Who are you? weishenme tracking me? ”

Jerry stopped, "I don't mean anything malicious"

"Stand there, Biedong, come over again, I'll shout for help"

Speaking of which, Jerry now wears glasses and lowers his cap, which does look a little suspicious.

In desperation, Jerry could only take off his hat and take off his glasses at the same time, "I really have no malice"

"No malice, what are you doing with me all the way?" However, even though Jerry took off his glasses and cap, Liz. Murray was still on guard.

Obviously, she didn't recognize Jerry at all, or she probably didn't know Jerry at all.

"I just wanted to ask you a question"

"Ask me a question?"

"Yes, a question. I'm on the subway, and I heard your conversation with your friend just a question, and I'm going to leave. ”

Lis. Murray stared at Jerry, perhaps thinking that he really didn't seem to have any malice, her face softened, "What's the problem?" ”

"Weishenme is Harvard? weishenme are you going to Harvard? ”

"Without Weishenme, I'm going to Harvard."

"It's yours...... Dream? ”

"It's not about dreams, people like me have nothing to do or not to do, there are no dreams that don't dream. Dreaming of such noble words has nothing to do with me. Because I don't have a choice, I can only do that. It's my life. ”

"Because I don't have a choice, I can only do this?" Jerry lowered his head, thinking about what the girl his age had said.

"You turned out to be that person"

"What?"

Lis. Murray pointed to a huge "Youth Musical" poster in the distance, "That person." ”

Jerry nodded, "Have you seen "Youth Musical"? ”

Lis. Murray shook his head, "No. I've only heard of it, heard from the restless guys at school. I was poor, I had no money, and the money I got from my part-time job could only sustain me. Watching movies is a big expense for me. But I know what this movie is about. A very naïve group of people, all I can say is, you don't understand those of us who live at the bottom. We don't think about whether we will or not, we only think about how to survive, not how to live. ”

"But you're not. Is that right? Tell me, you're not. I hear that from your conversation with your friend. ”

"Yes, I'm not. I don't want this, my beloved mother is dead, but I don't even have a priest, I don't even have a tombstone. I don't want that. We are all mortals, and I, you, and all of us, will be like my mother, who will one day stop breathing, get cold, stiffen, and then be put in a coffin and zuihou buried under people's feet. I'm not like that, but I'm not going to be like the guy in the movie, I don't have No in my choice, no Hesitation, just Yes and Seize_The_Day (Seize the Day, Dead Poets Society)"

"Seize the day"

"You've asked me so many questions. I want to ask you, weishenme, you're going to ask me 'weishenme going to Harvard'? ”

"I just want to know what people who want to go to Harvard think."

Lis. Murray looked at Jerry with a smile, "You've been delayed for a few minutes, and now, you already know." If you're okay, I've got to go. Mr. David doesn't like students who are late."

"Nice to talk to you, can you tell me your name?"

"Lis, Lis. Murray. ”

It turned out to be her.

"Jerry, Jerry. Rothscher. Jerry headed towards Liz. Murray held out his hand, "xiexie"

"You're welcome."

Looking at Lis, who was carrying a bag and wearing a hat. Murray walked farther and farther away, and Jerry's mood was as bright as a clear sky after a rain.

Don't use poverty as an excuse, don't use the hardships of childhood as an excuse not to seize opportunities, and don't change the most primitive pursuit in your heart because of the change of circumstances.

When all is back to chaos, let us go back to all. Because only by returning to the original moment will we know the most primitive**. ("The Perfect Robbery"),

What do I want?

Jerry raised his hands and looked at the sky, all I wanted was to stand on the stage and feel like being watched by thousands of people and listening to thousands of cheers.

Use all the favorable factors to create this possibility, my prestige, my adventures, my everything

I don't want to be famous, I just want that feeling.

Those careless things, the idea of creating a fantasy paradise for Nanako, those joys of the past, everything, seize it

Rebirth is nothing more than a catalyst.

So, I'm going to be confused.

Didn't Nat ask me, what is my ideal?

So, tell her that I don't have any ideals I have, just pursue what I want every day, just enjoy every day happily, be a happy singer, actor, or even director instead of being distressed, confused, and hesitant like now

Life is short, more than 30,000 days, I don't seek the future, I only seize the day

Yes, that's it

Sweeping away the gloom, Jerry raised his fist, xiexie you, miracle girl.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Hey~ Which one? Oh~ It's Dad, what's the matter? No, it's okay, I'm still in Manhattan. In half an hour, I should be home. Don't worry about me, I'm fine, I just want to take a walk and relax. Hey~ Just allow you to go to Los Angeles with Princess Diana, and don't you allow me to walk the streets alone? Don't worry, I've never had a good time now. Well, Dad, did Ms. Oprah's interview invite you to reply to Mr. Howard? Oh, then reply to him, just say that I agreed to the interview invitation, but only after the year, not after Christmas, but after the year, don't forget, we have to go back to Japan, Nanako is still waiting for us in Japan for the New Year, okay, Dad, that's it, I'm going to go into the underground passage. The signal won't be very good, if there's anything important, I'll talk about it when I get home, and if you see Mr. Lamy, don't reprimand him."

Jerry hung up the phone, looked up at Manhattan after the snow, turned around with a smile, and disappeared into the crowd of people in the New York underpass