1994: I Became a Literary Master in America

Chapter 17 You're Beautiful

Xu Shengjie didn't want to be flashy.

However, due to being put on hold and the lingering emotions of the original owner, he ultimately failed to control himself.

But it seems there's no problem!

The original owner was naturally arrogant, so venting his emotions wasn't a problem.

The price was that the second round was canceled, and the three hundred dollars on his person, plus the eight hundred dollars in his bank card, were wiped out with his words, "Tonight, every table will be served a complimentary bottle of whiskey, on the bill, Mr. Xu."

Fortunately, Zhang Ping'an was there; otherwise, his $1,100 wouldn't have been enough to pay the bill.

The next day, when I got out of bed, I had a splitting headache and a dry mouth.

Wine and women have made me so haggard. Starting today, I will quit drinking!

……

After drinking a glass of honey water, I finally felt better.

Tupac also staggered out of the bedroom, muttering, "Justin can really drink; he downed two bottles of whiskey by himself."

He drank too much last night!

After all, in that atmosphere, he was the only black guy at the table, and Zhang Ping'an and his group made sure to get him a lot of drinks.

Outside of Chinatown, he is one of the founders of gangsta rap, a renowned figure on the West Coast, a leading figure in the American hip-hop scene, a top artist, and a member of 2Pac; but in Chinatown, in Lower Manhattan's Chinatown, he is just a nigger, and nobody cares who he is.

Xu Shengjie sat in the chair, looking at Tupaike, his mind still a complete mess.

"Amaru, what are you doing here?"

"Of course, I brought you back yesterday."

"So, you slept in the same bed with me last night?"

"I don't know. I can't remember anything after I left you on the bed... No, I just got up and I was on the floor."

That's good, that's good!

Xu Shengjie patted his chest.

If you were in bed, I'd grab a gun and fuck you right now...

The main problem is that black people's brain circuits are too complex; you simply can't figure out what they're thinking.

For example, LeBron James, how the hell could you dress up as a maid? And Puff, how could you even bring yourself to kiss him?

The tendencies of these black guys are unpredictable!

Even Leonardo DiCaprio couldn't escape his clutches, let alone Xu Shengjie, who is quite handsome.

The thought of sleeping in the same bed with Tupac sent chills down Xu Shengjie's spine.

Knock knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

Tupac sauntered over to open the door and saw Zhang Ping'an, impeccably dressed and looking quite respectable, rush in.

"Jeff, why are you so late getting up?"

"What's wrong? It's only seven o'clock."

"Didn't you say yesterday you were going to the lottery center first thing this morning?"

Did I say that?

"Nonsense, you were quite generous at the Hehe Restaurant yesterday, one bottle of whiskey per table, and the bill came to $4758."

You've had too much to drink. Didn't you see how much Lao Cai was laughing? His eyes were practically slits.

"Damn it, hurry up and wash your face, change your clothes, and come with me to the lottery center. I lent you three thousand dollars last night, and now my wallet is practically empty. If we don't get some cash back soon, we won't even have money to pay for Monica's dinner tonight..."

Upon hearing this, Xu Shengjie looked at Tupaike.

"I offered to pay, but Justin pointed a gun at my head and said it was Chinatown's rule that a nigger like me shouldn't have to pay..."

puff!

Xu Shengjie burst out laughing.

"Wait me a moment!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the restroom.

"Ah Jie, I never expected you could sing."

"By the way, what was the name of that song you sang to that actress from mainland China last night?"

Xu Shengjie, holding a toothbrush and with his mouth full of foam, poked his head out of the bathroom.

"Singing? I sang?"

My life is brilliant

My love is pure

I saw an angel

Of that I'm sure

She smiled at me on the subway

She was with another man

But I won't lose no sleep on that

'Cause I've got a plan

You're beautiful

You're beautiful

You're beautiful it's true......"

Before Zhang Pingan could even open his mouth, Tu Paike started singing.

Black people are indeed incredibly talented in music and sports. Although they might be a little off-key, they're generally fine.

"Bro, whose song is this? I've never heard it before?"

After singing two lines, Tupac asked in confusion.

Xu Shengjie was in the restroom, looking completely bewildered.

This song, called "You are Beautiful," is by British singer James Blunt. Released in 2005, it was Blunt's first number-one single on the US Billboard Hot 100 and was a huge hit.

Xu Shengjie quickly spat out the mouthwash, wiped his face with cold water, and then rinsed out.

"Whom did I sing to?"

"It's that woman from mainland China at the next table, I think her name is..."

"Vivian!"

Tupac squeezed into the bathroom to wash up, speaking indistinctly.

"Yes, Vivian Zhou."

My goodness!

Xu Shengjie immediately clutched his head and wailed.

Yes, Zhou Wenqiong is quite pretty, but she's eleven years younger than him.

At her age, and at my age, how could I possibly sing this song to her?

As for the song... James Blunt is only twenty years old and still studying at the University of Bristol.

Since it has nothing to do with him, it's mine!

What does it have to do with him that I copied his song?

Was she very touched?

"Touched my foot! You flirted with her until she was blushing and almost hit her on the head with a bottle."

It was Ms. Gong, who was next to her, and Anut Zhang who stopped her, saying it was an American custom and she shouldn't mind. That finally calmed her down. However, as she left, she kept cursing you, calling you a "little bastard" and a "scoundrel!"

"How could she swear at someone? Didn't you swear back?"

"You fucking dragged an old maid into singing love songs and flirted with her, how am I supposed to yell back at you?"

Oh, by the way, you still haven't told me who sings this song.

"I write!"

"Come on, I had no idea you had this skill."

"You're not a mind reader, I know a lot more than you think! Didn't you laugh at me for writing a book before? I still managed to write it."

"(⊙o⊙)..."

For a moment, Zhang Ping'an was speechless.

……

The three of them went out and got into Zhang Ping'an's car to have breakfast first.

However, Xu Shengjie and Zhang Ping'an were both broke at the moment, so breakfast ended up being paid for by Tupaike.

The dim sum in Chinatown is quite plentiful.

If Zhang Ping'an hadn't been in a hurry to go to the lottery center to claim his prize, they probably could have eaten until noon.

"Bro, that song of yours was really good. Have you considered pursuing a career in the music industry?"

"I am of Chinese descent!"

"What's wrong with people of Chinese descent?"

"Do you think those white pigs can accept a Chinese person living a life of unparalleled success?"

"Oh……"

Tupac remained silent!

This is reality. Don't be fooled by those Americans who keep talking about equality and freedom; in fact, discrimination is everywhere...

How did you come up with the idea to write this song?

"Uh, do you remember Sarah?"

A name flashed through Xu Shengjie's mind.

That was a girl the original owner met in his first year of high school. The two dated for a year, but then she transferred schools and they lost contact.

"Are you talking about that girl from Long Island? The child star?"

In the original owner's memories, there wasn't much information about that girl.

Of course, it could also be subconscious forgetting.

If Zhang Pingan hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known she was a child star at all; he had no recollection of her except that her name was Sarah.

"You haven't forgotten yet; you're quite the romantic too."

"Which child star? What did they act in?"

"I don't remember very well, but I did act in some TV series... New York is a place that lacks everything, but it doesn't lack child stars."

"That's true!"

Tupac leaned over from the back seat, put his arm around Xu Shengjie, and laughed, "Bro, don't be sad."

The reason you can't forget her is simply because you haven't met anyone better... I'll introduce you to some hot girls later, or if you come to Los Angeles, I can even introduce you to Jodie Foster, Demi Moore, Julia Roberts... Hehe, after you meet more women, you'll realize that so-called love is just a slut!

"Shut up, you think you know Jodie Foster?"

"Maybe she's some Black woman named Jodie Foster."

"What's wrong with Black girls? Black girls are great! Did they eat your rice? Justin, are you discriminating against Black girls?!"

"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

The triple denial exists in every era.

Racial discrimination is a major problem in the United States. Although two years have passed since the 92 Los Angeles riots, the memory remains vivid.

Even if Zhang Ping'an was involved in organized crime, he wouldn't dare to take on such a crime.

"Nonsense, of course I know you're not, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

Even though you kept calling me a nigger yesterday, I forgive you, you damned Chinaman.

Xu Shengjie sat next to him, and Kuku kept laughing.

He didn't stop the two from bickering; on the contrary, he found it quite amusing.

And so, the three of them bickered all the way... Of course, it was mainly Zhang Ping'an and Tu Paike who bickered, while Xu Shengjie cracked jokes on the side to ease the atmosphere.

They're all bastards!

One was a gangster, the other an old-timer, and both of them had guns tucked into their crotches, so Xu Shengjie had to be careful not to accidentally discharge them.

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