Chapter subtitled: Awkward Masters on Special Days

It was a Friday morning, and it was sunny outside, but Yuan Yanqian was in a very bad mood, so she smoked one cigarette after another on the bed in a daze, and didn't get up from the bed lazily until noon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It has been half a month since he crossed, and he really lost his direction completely at first, but fortunately, with the care of my friend Xu Zhimo, he finally recovered a little bit of his spirit...... If you don't recover, you can't do it, otherwise you will drink bitter medicine every day, if it goes on like this, he will really be Yuan Fanyi.

However, Xu Zhimo is worthy of being a man of temperament, and in order to take care of his life-saving benefactor, he even postponed his date to go to England. It's just that with Yuan Yanqian's "condition" improving in the past few days, he will be leaving in a few days.

After a casual lunch at the café that Yuan frequented, he searched his memories and decided to visit Chinatown in southern Manhattan, which is said to be the most Chinese-like Chinatown. Even if you listen to Cantonese and Teochew, it is more friendly than listening to English......

When Yuan Yanqian arrived in Chinatown, he found one thing, that is, for Jiangnan people like him, Cantonese and Teochew dialect are really not as friendly as English. And......

This is the most Chinatown-like China?! Are the people on this street really their own compatriots?!

As soon as Master Yuan turned into Chinatown, he heard a "roar" coming from beside him...... Phew", before he could react, a mouthful of thick phlegm with green and blue in yellow spit on his shiny leather shoes.

“F……”

He swallowed a foul word and looked up...... I didn't see anyone, and when I looked down again, a short and obscene Chinese man was also looking at him. The middle-aged man originally had an apologetic and flattering look on his face, but as soon as he saw Yuan Yanqian's yellow face, the humble aura suddenly disappeared, and instead straightened up his chest, which was a little chicken breast, deliberately revealing the tattoo on his neck that he didn't know if it was a dragon or a loach. He "hummed" in his mouth, said "decrepit boy", and Shi Shiran walked away with his hands behind his back.

Our Master Yuan doesn't count in his memory, it's really the first time in his life that he has encountered this situation. He had no choice but to pick up a waste newspaper and wipe away the phlegm with nausea, trying to find a garbage basket to throw the paper...... After looking around, he threw the paper on the ground.

It's dirty enough here, not bad for this piece of waste paper.

The streets are not only dirty, but also messy; Not only chaotic, but also noisy; Not only noisy, but also ...... People here are always a little bit missing.

Laundry, grocery stores, restaurants, gambling stalls, smoke houses, and women's branches under these Chinese-style torii arches...... Most of them were yellow faces like him, and these Chinese with the same Chinese blood as him made Yuan Yanqian feel strange, so strange that he had a kind of fear from the heart.

He stood there and watched for a while, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.

Our Master Yuan suddenly understood a little bit about those "high-level Chinese", maybe they were like himself, after seeing the western side of the advanced civilization, and then returning to the backward and wild East, the kind of gap was so big that they themselves could not face it and even more unacceptable. As a result, they unconsciously regard foreigners as compatriots in the cultural sense, and their ethnic compatriots as uncivilized natives.

Perhaps only by loving that land deeply, only by rooting their roots deep among the people, and only by true patriots who have the courage and determination to smash the entire old world can tap into the great power that the Chinese have.

Perhaps the best choice for a little bourgeois like me, a key politician like me, a refined egoist like me is to be the so-called "master......

Then you have to do it yourself!

Looking at the lonely "best-selling novel" in the master ball system, Yuan Yanqian, who wanted to cry without tears, walked all the way...... Until I found myself on the border between Queens and Brooklyn, two boroughs across the Hudson River from Manhattan, the true quintessence of New York.

Master Yuan's position can stretch his legs from Pudong New Area in New York to Baoshan in New York, and you can also look at Huangpu District and Jing'an District in New York across the Huangpu River in New York (you must complain about it: Jing'an has forced a lot of prices after merging Zhabei into it, but the housing prices have risen, which is really ...... It doesn't matter. Anyway, a poor man like the author can't afford it. ）。

He squinted at the western sunset, his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked toward his apartment. After walking a few steps, I saw an acquaintance come in front of me. Even though he was on a remote path and there was no one else around, he still raised his hand and raised his top hat as a salute, and his expression and speed were about to pass by the comer.

It's called quality, you know?

If you really ordered that 10G compressed file, and really read it one by one, and actually saw the photos of your female classmates, when you really saw people the next day, you have to maintain Master Yuan's calm and polite demeanor.

"Mista Yuan, please wait."

But on the contrary, it was the lady who stopped Yuan Yanqian. He had no choice but to stop, turn his head to look at the red-haired woman holding the food bag and greeted, "Good-evening, Ms. Ivanovna, is there something wrong?" ”

Ms. Ivanovna, who was dressed properly, opened the Kun bag with some difficulty, and said, "Mista Yuan, I will return the deposit to you." ”

"It's okay, no, no." When Yuan Yanqian thought of her situation, she didn't have the heart to think about a few dollars. So he waved his hand and said, "You can just come next week." ”

Ms. Ivanovna said apologetically: "But...... I won't be able to come next week, and I'm afraid I won't be able to come in the future. ”

"That's ......" Master Yuan, who is also a figure who can afford to put it down, shrugged his shoulders and was about to speak, when he heard someone yell.

"What are you two doing?!"

He turned his head to see an NYPD, with a baton in one hand and a hat in the other, rushing in his direction. Yuan Yanqian, who has crossed once, is not so bold, but he was still taken aback, you must know that the NYPD is also very famous in later generations, not letting the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency), DHS (United States Homeland Security Agency) be angry, and even make the gentleman admit that he is a rabbit.

"Sir, you ask us?" But after all, he has a soul from the afterlife, and he is not very afraid of the police, so he immediately calmed down and said confidently, "We are friends, can't we chat?" ”

"Friends?" The tall, strong, and rosacea-nosed NYPD approached them, "A Slant is friends with a Ginger, are you a joker from the East?" ”

Slant is the abbreviation of Slant-eye, which literally translates to crooked or slanted eye, which is a contemptuous term for people from the Far East (Chinese, Japanese, Koreans, Vietnamese, etc.), because people in this area often have epicanthal folds around their eyes.

Ginger is a good choice for redheads, especially Irish, because the orange color is one of the hallmarks of the Irish. ) of the slur. There is also a saying in Anglo-American culture, Ginger-kids-have-no-soul. ）