Great Power

Before Zheng Jianguo's words fell, the bus with two bicycles hanging on his buttocks quickly disappeared behind him. When Fan Dailin disappeared, she turned her head. The standard Guazi face blinked and blinked with curiosity: "You really Got it?"

"Yes, there are Brother White Fang in that car—"

Zheng Jianguo nodded and said it for granted. At the end, he was full of doubts: "You didn't want to take the bus because you were afraid of the white tooth brother? Why?"

"Hehe, your nickname is pretty good."

Fan Dailin quickly lifted the glasses on the bridge of her nose, put the perm hoop on her head and showed her delicate facial features and continued to speak: "Those people have an annual household income of less than six thousand US dollars. Most of them don’t have a job. How do you survive? You have to know that if a person cannot guarantee his own minimum basic living allowance, he will be allowed to embark on the road of illegal crimes. You don't want to make yourself a victim—"

"Well, I understand it now, thank you!"

Unexpectedly, she would say it so tactfully. Zheng Jianguo expressed his gratitude in an educated, low-profile manner. These white teeth brothers also have a connection with what they can do. Of course, this idea can only be wandered in his heart, who is besides his parents. It can't be said. After all, if a doctor has that kind of doctrine, he will be smashed. In his previous life, there seemed to be a Nobel Prize winner who was ruined and expelled because of this incident.

"There is the Boston Public Garden. If I was fine before, I would take this book and read it over there for an afternoon—"

Looking at this compatriot in surprise, Fan Dailin drove the car skillfully into the busy avenue, pointed to the distant southeast of the tall buildings and finished speaking, and then remembered this study: "Zheng, where are you going to go from? To start studying and living?"

"I plan to accept the school's advice, starting with the freshman semester."

Zheng Jianguo looked at the tall buildings next to the avenue and said, he felt that these buildings were a little beyond his imagination: "I think some of these buildings seem to be very old?"

"It's like our college without people clean. Harvard enrollment time is April 1. If you want to be with the current freshmen, I am afraid that is meaningless."

Holding the steering wheel in both hands, the car stopped at the traffic lights on Brooklyn Avenue and turned onto Federal Avenue. Fan Dailin, who had just spoken, watched the traffic lights in front of them flashing a countdown and was about to start. In an instant, bursts of police sirens came. It also made her look back and raise her concentration with both hands on the steering wheel.

At this time, the red traffic light turned yellow and turned green instantly, the piercing siren in the distance had reached close, and the car on the left had started to go straight and there was a burst of irritable horns urging from behind. Just when Fan Dailin wanted to start the car, I saw a black motorcycle appear in the field of vision accompanied by a roar, straight across the dense traffic flow, and a sound of braking sounded: "Squeak--"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

There were two collisions, Zheng Jianguo was immediately stunned as he watched the policeman use a motorcycle into the traffic to go away, and there was a loud noise next to him: "Hey--"

"Well, welcome to Boston."

After Fan Dailin looked left and right to see that there was nothing wrong, she slowly started the car and gradually moved away from the already crowded intersection. Zheng Jianguo also watched the two drivers next to get out of the car and watched the kissed car go away, and turned around. I felt that I was an eye-opener and wanted to say that the traffic police didn’t care about the chaotic interrogative sentences. I remembered that this wasn’t something my newcomer to the mountain could say, so I said without blinking, “Well, so many cars will inevitably crash Together, is that policeman catching the bad guy?"

"Hehe, that's a criminal."

Looking sideways at Zheng Jianguo, who was full of curiosity, Fan Dailin also showed a smile on her face, but soon the smile disappeared, and Guazi flashed a look of fear on her face and said: "But fortunately there was no gun battle, Zheng Jianguo, you If you are robbed by someone, you must give everything you have to the other person. Also, when a person goes out, remember to bring some change with you, otherwise those people will start to see that you have no money—"

"Thank you, Teacher Fan."

Zheng Jianguo instantly threw the former passerby character out of his mind and thanked him sternly. At this moment, the land he is standing on is no longer the Republic on the other side of the earth, but the Freedom Beacon, the United States, which draws his gun and shoots at every disagreement. As the car turned on a road again, a certain word appeared, his pupils shrank a little in the dark moment: "Lighthouse-Street?"

"Well, the houses on this road, especially No. 416 near the Charles River, have the lowest rent."

Turned into an alley from the main road and passed a traffic light and stopped on the side of the road. Fan Dailin smiled and pushed the car door open: "Get off the car, here we are. Today, Sara should be on the night shift. Pay attention when we go up. Make a sound."

"Oh, good!"

After getting out of the car and looking at the muddy road and a pile of excrement that shouldn’t be there, Zheng Jianguo carried a bag and began to have a new understanding of this free land. Fan Dailin, who was opposite the car, took a look at him and took two steps back. , Looked left and right, shrugged and said: "I definitely don't know which tramp pulled it. There are still relatively few tramps in Boston. Come on, let's go up."

Fortunately, this sister didn’t stop half a meter early in the car, otherwise Zheng Jianguo, who would have stepped on her feet, carried the bag on her back. The place where Fan Dailin lived is quite in line with what he has seen in the film and television series. When the glamorous high-rise buildings set off the bustling metropolis, the windows and doors in the invisible corners are weathered and mottled.

At this moment, as Fan Dailin entered the creaking unit door, Zheng Jianguo only glanced down the corridor and frowned. Now the corridors at noon are still dark and uncomfortable, but fortunately I just glanced back and forth to see where this uncomfortable feeling came from: "Does this door and window open from the west to the east?"

"I don't talk about superstition here."

After taking two steps, Fan Dailin frowned and said, then turned around and looked at Zheng Jianguo and continued to speak: "I've heard some superstitions on the road, but if you want to stay here, the medical school is a Where you reject certain statements, you may not only fail to complete your studies, but also encounter some-troubles."

"Ok, but this is not superstition—"

Zheng Jianguo looked at the oncoming corridor from left to right, put his fingers on his mouth, spit and twisted it up, feeling the coolness on the side of the corridor, and said: "Although the windows over there are closed, they are coming from the river. The wind is still very obvious."

"Ding—wow—"

Following the sound from the corridor in front of the two people walking out of the elevator, Fan Dailin raised her brow and nodded: "Well, I haven't learned this knowledge, let's go."

"Oh, it's strange knowledge."

Zheng Jianguo laughed and followed Fan Dailin to let go of the two curly-haired men and women with curious expressions. He didn't expect to hear a sneer: "Yeah, reckless--"

"Do you need to make them apologize?"

After turning around, I saw Zheng Jianguo looking at the door of the corridor unit that was gradually closing. Fan Dailin, who was standing at the elevator entrance, asked. The latter turned around and looked surprised: "Can they apologize?"

"It's okay here, because this is downtown Boston."

Fan Dailin shrugged and said that he looked at him thoughtfully, and then continued: "Now the United States is establishing ambassadorial diplomatic relations with the Republic from top to bottom, and today is the first day of the official establishment of diplomatic relations. The police officers will let these people know what this means.

Of course, you also need to add your identity. If you want to be more authentic, it will make the people above and most of the people in this building stand on your side. But doing so will have consequences. You may become some elements in the future. As far as I personally suggest, I don’t recommend you to care about the other party. This is not to make you a turtle, but a--"

"Legacy."

Zheng Jianguo said a rare Chinese word. It was mainly an English word that he hadn’t learned the word. It was just randomly replaced with English: "The good qualities people hope for, I don’t care about him, they are just passers-by. My passerby-of course I won't make Teacher Fan embarrass you."

"Thank you, let's get on the elevator!"

Fan Dailin's thin single eyelid picked up, but she did not expect that this one is really so smart and sympathetic. If this thing really makes a big deal, then she will be received by the school as a suggestion to invite Zheng Jianguo to come to the joint rent. Blame, after all, without her advice, this one would only live in that yellow brick dormitory at the moment.

"Buzz—"

Stepping through the smelly elevator, I watched Fan Dailin pressed the floor button with a tissue that I did not know where he took out, and found that it was the fifth floor. I roughly estimated the number of floors in this building, and I remembered her harmony. The key question of shared rent: "How is the rent calculated?"

"The next door is six hundred and eighty-five dollars, so I will charge you one-sixth of the six hundred and eighty-five dollars."

After Fan Dailin said with a smile, Zheng Jianguo blinked and heard the point of this sentence, and said in surprise: "This house is yours?"

"Well, my grandfather sent me off after knowing that I had successfully stayed in school."

When Fan Dailin, who was astonished by you as a bun, finally smiled three arcs in her eyes, the elevator was also lifted by the buzzing motor and stopped on the fifth floor. Zheng Jianguo first walked out with a leather bag and found the fifth floor and the first floor. When the layout of the floors was exactly the same, Fan Dailin had already arrived in front of Room 505 first, but her face changed when she heard the faint sound coming from the room, and she quickly turned her head and said: "Zheng Jianguo, stand there and wait a moment."

"okay!"

The curious Zheng Jianguo should later put down the steps he had lifted, and saw Fan Dailin had taken out the key and inserted it into the door lock and turned it around. She quickly opened the door and stepped in, only hearing a vague voice. And died: "Ah—"

"——"

Zheng Jianguo, carrying a leather bag, stood in the corridor with a face full of confusion. According to this body, the previous voice shouldn't be known to him, but as a 17-year-old boy, he has seen the big sword. For decades of soul, I really understand what the previous voice represents——

Just before his thought disappeared, Fan Dailin appeared again when the wooden door of Room 505 opened again, and he had to put on a curious expression and entered the door. He glanced over the messy toilet paper thrown in the trash can next to the sofa, and saw it click. With a bang, a brunette girl in pajamas appeared from the next room, with curiosity on her delicate mixed-race face: "Are you the Helicobacter discoverer?"

"Yes, hello, this is Zheng Jianguo."

Subconsciously introducing himself before he wanted to stick out his hand, Zheng Jianguo realized from the red on the opposite side’s cheeks. This was afraid that he was one of the previous parties, but when he was thinking about where the other one had gone, he saw her behind him. The door to the room opened again, and a woman with a hair tie stuck on her head appeared in her pajamas. Then Fan Dailin next to her opened the mouth and said: "This mixed-race girl is the Rebecca Chen I mentioned. She is now in Massachusetts. An intern at the Eye and Ear Hospital, Sara King behind her, and now an intern at the Boston Dermatology Hospital, Zheng Jianguo is our new partner. He will live here in the next few years, and that's fine. Help us share the rent-well, help you."

"You are the landlord, you have the final say!"

Before Rebecca Chen spoke, Sara Jin, who was beside her with a golden perm, shrugged, but when her brown eyes fell on Zheng Jianguo's face, her slender eyebrows were clearly drawn and her voice was greasy: " Zheng Jianguo, are you really 17 years old now?"

"Well, this is true."

Zheng Jianguo nodded and couldn't help but raise his eyes and scanned the room behind the two women. Sarah King's face was startled, and then the white cheeks opened with big eyes and smiled: "Did you hear that?"

"——"

Zheng Jianguo silently glanced at this obviously outspoken sister in front of him. For the most part, he had learned about the indulgence of American girls in film and television dramas, but he did not expect that he would not be unhappy and self-assured after being found out by others. Happy to be so happy?

"This one--"

Fan Dailin opened her mouth and said a word and instantly got stuck. A pair of black eyes swept across Sara King’s ruddy face. The latter also remembered the previous communication. She immediately made a fist with her right hand and pointed with her thumb. The door behind him opened his mouth and said: "He was looking at the door behind me before. He must be thinking that there should be a man in there—"

"gold!"

Fan Dailin glanced at Zheng Jianguo quickly, and then remembered that this incident would not have been exposed so quickly, she made a stop gesture to Sara King, turned her head and said to Zheng Jianguo: "Zheng Jianguo, they Two, they both like each other-like men and women like each other! Can you understand?"

"Understand."

Zheng Jianguo nodded with a serious face, and said: "I have read the report before coming and know that this is a manifestation of cultural differences caused by different growth environments. Of course, another thing I want to say is that you are already interns. And I am also a doctor who has practiced in China. The body structure of the human body should have been learned through the general teacher a long time ago. You will not surprise me when you are together.