...I don't smoke, it's kind of embarrassing to say that.When I first wanted to learn to smoke, I did it to look cool, and I learned it behind my back, but in the end I choked to death, and all the smoke went into my throat.I also followed other people’s stealth, but it didn’t work. After tossing for a while, my voice became hoarse every day, so I gave up, so until now I hate the guy who is not addicted to cigarettes and smokes purely for the sake of being handsome.

Then again.Generally speaking, children who commit crimes are not sent to the United States, Britain, and then Australia. Why is my family so special that they have to be sent to South Korea?It must be because it is cheaper to go to Korea!It's just across the sea from my home, so the airport is direct, so it's cheap!

... Later I found out that I was right. The Korean company has a trade relationship with my dad's company and was willing to help me with all the procedures. There were also many exchanges between the two companies, so my dad threw me to Korea. up.

Anyway, I was crying to learn Korean, those two months were really tormented to death for me, the crazy Korean classes my dad enrolled in actually authorized the teacher to physically punish the students!Originally, if I were an ordinary teacher, I would not be afraid. Fighting is one of the few strengths I have, but the problem is that this insane class is equipped with professional security guards to teach disobedient students!I heard that some professional security company from some cape or strait came here to do a relaxing part-time job!The teacher said that this kind of class is specially prepared for students like us who need to go abroad for "refuge". The class next door has crazy learning English and crazy learning Italian. It is really a one-stop service!

So after living directly in the language school for two months, I can finally speak Korean, which is crappy but can communicate normally. The writing is much better than the language, and those characters are very similar to my Chinese square characters. However, the language teacher suggested that I carry a Chinese-Korean dictionary with me for reference every day in Korea. Although I think this suggestion is so stupid, I do have such a dictionary in the suitcase lying on the ground now.

Alas, now that the matter has been settled, I can only accept the reality.Although I thought the same way 5 minutes ago, it is only human nature, and complaints are always indispensable.

I took out the air ticket and the route map my mother had prepared for me from my pocket, and lo and behold, I first had to go to the airport to take a plane across a small sea to Seoul, wait, it only took more than an hour!No wonder Dad asked me to go here!This is not much different from going to other cities. I suddenly got some comfort in my heart.

Well, according to the route map, I still need to transfer to a bus to Iksan after arriving in Seoul. It will take about three hours, which is longer than going abroad... Wait!Don't I go to school in Seoul?When I think of South Korea, I can’t think of any famous cities. If you ask me about the scenic spots, historical and ancient capitals in South Korea, I can’t name any of them. The only city I know is their capital. It used to be called Seoul, but they think it’s too dependent on me. So I changed it to the one in Seoul. I automatically thought that Seoul is the most developed city in South Korea, but I didn't go to Seoul!I have never heard of Iksan!

Dad...what desolate place did you throw me to!Does he think that the more difficult the situation is, the better it is for me to cultivate my sentiments?

It's a pity that my personality is born, and it's like a copper pea. Maybe I can be plugged back and reborn to create a brand new self.

On the plane, I was bored listening to the Korean language that filled my surroundings. As long as the words were spoken at a fast speed, and it was not standard Korean, I basically couldn’t understand them.I didn't pack anything for entertainment in my suitcase. Really, it's been two years since the millennium. Why doesn't the world vigorously develop some entertainment equipment that enriches the lives of our teenagers!I've had enough of playing with the handheld, and I really want to have something new.

And when I got to Iksan, I was already extremely irritable, because the host my father arranged for me didn't come to pick me up, but just sent a text message to ask me to find it myself.damn it!What kind of unreliable family is this!I could only speak broken Korean, and in their "this is a countryman" eyes, I groped for the destination.

It's really sad to be alone in a strange country. The saddest thing is that I can't even understand their whispers in dialect, let alone refute.If this was my own place, I would have punched there long ago, isn't it just a fight, who is afraid of whom?But the key point is that my Korean is so bad that if I am taken to the police station, I will definitely not be able to get out. I don't want to be a man who is an enemy of a country!

In short, here, I unexpectedly found that my temper has improved, even if it is temporary, it is enough to make me proud of my own self-control!

The place where I live should be in the wealthy area of ​​Iksan. At least the driver I took a taxi to heard where I was going, looked at my clothes in surprise several times, and double-checked whether it was there, until I pasted the paper with the address on it. Don't let it go until his face.I'm just wearing a black T-shirt and shorts and sneakers. I didn't wear flip-flops because it's inconvenient to walk for a long time. How can I not fit in that place, bastard!

I found a villa according to the street number, and I went up and knocked on the door, not trying to be polite at all.The borrower is the father who offered me to live in their house and said that this is his partner for many years, so he must have known my temperament beforehand. I don't want to pretend to be in front of people who know me well.The door opened quickly, and there was a guy with dyed red hair who looked like a bad boy, looking at me:

"Who are you?"

No, I almost spit out the phrase "it's none of your business" out of habit.

"Zhong Hongming, boy, who are you?"

Please believe me, as the first time we met, and it is likely to be the object of my elder's son, I sincerely want to communicate well, but everyone knows that logic is not up to standard when learning a foreign language for the first time. Can only piece together word by word, so I'm not at all surprised by this guy's outburst.

As soon as his face changed, he stepped forward to beat me, of course I couldn't be beaten in vain!But just when I was about to fight back, I suddenly saw the face of a middle-aged man behind him, so I immediately changed my mind and jumped back a step, as if I was staggered back after being hit by him.Haha, sometimes my rectum is very insidious!

"Jin Zhixian, you are bullying the children again!"

My face must have become stiff in an instant.Have I ever said, no, I definitely haven’t said, damn I don’t have a baby face, but many people will reduce my age by several years when they see me, especially when I stand in a group of friends In the middle!

If you love fighting and being a gangster, you have to wear fancy clothes, pierced ears, necklaces, and tattoos!Is it my fault that someone like me looks like a good student at a glance?Is it my fault that I like to wear loose, comfortable and fresh clothes that are not dyed or ironed?If, like me, you copied the clothing and manners code for primary and middle school students three hundred times in elementary school, you would definitely make the same choice as me!I'm just so flamboyant, so different!

Hahahaha... Whenever at this time, there must be a river of grass and mud flowing through my heart.Thinking about the past, when I was standing among my little friends, someone always wanted to come and save me who was kidnapped by a bad boy. How did I do it at that time?Yes, beat him up first, then step on his chest and say to him:

"I'm so fresh and refined, do you have an opinion!"

"Hong Ming, is that you?"

The middle-aged man named Jin Jialin immediately showed a guilty and disturbed expression.He gave Jin Zhixian a reproachful look, and immediately greeted me with care, from apologizing to me on behalf of his innocent son, to repeatedly apologizing that he couldn’t get away from picking me up because of something, until he regretted that I had been beaten and pretended to be beaten. Impatient and even about to explode, he smiled heartily:

"Hong Ming is indeed as Wen Wen said, he is a very cute little guy!"

I stared at him blankly, and finally understood why such a nice guy could become best friends with my dad.My dad's name is Zhong Wenwen. He is a man who absolutely cannot say that I am "very cute". Yes, there is absolutely no hidden secret in it. He is rough on the surface and tortured by guilt in his heart, but actually loves me quite a lot. set up.

Just like this man who obviously told me that he couldn't come because of temporary errands, but he was clearly wearing comfortable home clothes, and there was still a scent of freshly brewed tea on his body.And Jin Zhixian, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly kept silent after Jin Jialin appeared and only dared to stare at me, so he could better know the level of this man.

Cut, like a raccoon dog!This idiom is the most proficient I use. I use it on my dad and his friends, while others use it on me and my friends.

I went into his house with my luggage, and Jin Jialin showed me my room, which was well furnished, even if the owner of this house was too cunning, I couldn't dispel my satisfaction.

"Hongming, Wen Wen said that I will handle all the admission procedures for you, so which high school do you want to go to?"

I rolled my eyes, how would I know which high school in a foreign country is better?There is no school as famous as Eton College. Moreover, I don't want to go to a school with a high rate of admission and strict teaching. It is best to go to a school that can be messy and messy, which suits me best.

"It seems that Hongming doesn't know, so how about going to the same school as my little Zhixian? My Zhixian has always wanted to go to Shanggao."

I glanced at the red-haired Jin Zhixian, he really showed a happy expression after hearing the name Shang Gao.The school that this kind of guy likes to go to may also be in line with my wishes.

"Okay, then this school."

The author has something to say: Thank you Jiyou Xiaoshou for the grenade, thank you Bauhinia for the mines, ok!

One more thing to add, it’s hard to check the information in Korea, so you can just take it as an example (for example, Shang Gao and Gong Gao are always written in Korean novels. No matter how I search, I can’t find out whether it actually exists. If you know, you can tell Me?

And the time in the article is after the millennium, so some of the things I wrote may appear at the wrong time, please forgive me~

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