REBIRTH: HOW A LOSER BECAME A PRINCE CHARMING
C318: Start of A New Life
Chapter 318: Start of A New Life
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
Of course, the houses in Long Island and the Upper East Side were beyond their wildest dreams.
The center of Manhattan, where Times Square and Fifth Avenue were located, was too noisy to live in.
Thanks to its convenient public transportation, the Metropolitan Opera House would be a good choice. There were many apartments for students in that area. There was also Fordham University, which added an academic, sophisticated style to the surrounding area. Besides, there was no dangerous part of town there.
It took the residents half an hour to get to the New York University by bus. It was indeed a good choice!
The three of them arrived at John's small apartment. After washing quickly, Qin Guan changed his clothes to satisfy John's request.
Visibly cheap clothes made John, who was a fashionable guy, feel ashamed.
Qin Guan appeared again in J Clothing, which made his picky friend smile.
They had Mexican roast chicken for 7.5 dollars downstairs and started their long journey of seeking a house.
In order to select a house in such a big city, they had to ask help from a real estate agency.
Agencies were not their first choice because of their high fees. Fortunately, the gods in the US were similar to those in China.
After several houses, Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan made a preliminary choice. The house-owners understood the demands of students very well. The house was perfect for a single person or a couple, and the good neighborhood it was in was another selling point.
There were also different choices of luxury suits and shared rooms to satisfy various demands.
In a few hours, they had decided on an apartment. It would take them only three minutes to walk to the bus stop from there and 10 minutes to get to college by bike.
We like it.
The administrator of the building was an old American lady. She seemed to be familiar with students. After receiving the first month's rent, she gave the keys to the two foreign lovers.
John was relieved to be done with that.
Feeling embarrassed, Qin Guan urged John to call back his agent, who had called John many times during that short time.
John was about to leave, but he still looked worried about them. He took their luggage to Qin Guan's apartment. "Do you remember my number? There is a public phone in the corridor. Call me if you need anything."
Qin Guan smiled. "Got it. Don't worry about me. I'll call you later."
"Qin Guan?"
"What?"
"Can I live with you as your friend?"
John showed his strong arms to Qin Guan and cast a soft glance at him. "I could be the bottom."
Bang! Cong Nianwei had hit him on the head with a pan.
That naughty boy had to be punished on a regular basis.
"Please! Spare my life!"
John scurried off like a frightened rat, laughing loudly.
Joseph, a tenant who had just returned with a loaf of bread, had witnessed the violent scene. The golden-haired German dropped his key in fear.
Are those my new neighbours? They seem even more terrible than the crazy French guys. I better keep some distance from them.
Trying to look calm, he squatted down to pick up his key.
Cong Nianwei failed to catch up with John and went back to their apartment leisurely, still holding the pan in her hands.
The doors of the other apartments were slightly open.
"Our new neighbor seems lively."
"Is he gone?"
"Yes. Let's clean the apartment as soon as possible, or we'll be sleeping on the floor."
"Thank god we followed my mother's instructions. I saw a supermarket nearby. Let's go grocery shopping."
"Okay."
Joseph's hands started shaking again. Chinese! They're speaking Chinese! Now it all makes sense! They come from a mysterious, ancient country. That's why that petite girl was able to defeat a strong American man using only a pan!
It seems like Wonder Woman is living in the apartment across the hallway!
All the doors were shut silently. The new couple seemed awful!
Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan had no idea about this. They were too busy trying to get used to their new environment. From then on, that small apartment would be their new home and their warm harbor in the US.
There was a small open-area kitchen in the living room. The cooking utensils were ready to use, but there was no food.
They decided to go to the supermarket first. They would cook at home and have their first meal in the US!
The two of them headed to their destination. When they disappeared down the staircase, their neighbors finally opened their doors.
Two boys with brown hair appeared. One was fat, and the other was thin, but their faces were very much alike.
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REBIRTH: HOW A LOSER BECAME A PRINCE CHARMING
C319: Strange Neighbours
Chapter 319: Strange Neighbours
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia
"Wow! They are not romantic at all. We should keep a distance from them, Batiste!"
"Yes!" The plumper boy, who was the younger brother, blinked. "But, Batisler… What if they say hello to us?"
"Silly boy! You can just start speaking French. They do not seem clever. They speak poor English, so they shouldn't be able to speak French well either."
"Oh!" The fat boy named Batiste nodded.
Joseph was still standing by the door. He was always serious, even when he was gossiping about his neighbours. "According to international research, you French guys are idiots. You are only better than Africans. You dare laugh at the cleverest race in Asia? You're ridiculous!"
"You!" Before the French brothers could explode, Coulibaly from Congo got angry. "That's bare discrimination! I'm the best delegate studying in the US. As the son of a tribe chief, I would like to give you an official warning."
The man could hide perfectly in the dark if he didn't open his mouth.
Putting on his poker face, Joseph said, "There were four grammar mistakes in your words. Don't tell me this is a standard London accent, because it isn't."
"According to official research, only a small group of Irish in South London can speak with an original standard English accent. Don't ask me how I know that. I have no time to explain to you idiots!"
Bang! Joseph shut the door in time when he saw that the African was about to throw his gold bracelet at his head.
The Batiste brothers started laughing loudly, ignoring the reality of the situation. Joseph's laughter echoed in the empty hallway.
"Shut the f*ck up!"
Several girls with brown skin opened the door of the largest apartment. They were the only female lodgers on that floor. All the onlookers closed their doors silently.
Their leader, a Mexican girl, was dressed like a hippie. There were rings on her nose, lips and bellybutton.
A shining skull was on her chest and a dangerous-looking poppy was on her leg. Her hair was styled in a bright red Mohawk.
"Who woke me up? It must be that f*cking German! He is like a mouse in a stinking ditch!"
Cella licked her lips impatiently. Her underground band had two gigs that day. She had no time to go back to sleep.
I'll kick his head like a ball one day.
Cella and the other girls retreated to their apartment. They had to get dressed and go out into the wonderful Manhattan night.
Coulibaly, the brave prince of the Congo tribe, shivered. He still recalled the day when he had returned late at night and scared Cella in the hallway. He had also been scared by her.
Cella had seen a mouthful of white teeth floating in the air, while Coulibaly had thought that she was a demon from a legend.
Meanwhile, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were carrying their shopping bags back to their apartment. It seemed like they would have to buy a small car.
According to their contract, they could get a parking space at the lot across the street for free. Of course, that was included in the rent. It was convenient, although the rent there was higher.
By the time night fell, they had put away everything. Warm yellow lights were turned on silently in the small kitchen. There was beef boiling on the stove.
Dinner would be ready in 10 minutes. The reflection of the moon was visible on the floor of the living room. Qin Guan was wearing an apron, while Cong Nianwei was cleaning the long second-hand table they had bought.
This was a good residential community that could meet all their living standards.
The smell of beef rose from the pot. When they seasoned it with Chinese spices, the American beef would taste delicious. Cong Nianwei arranged the tableware, while Qin Guan filled a large bowl with soup and beef.
"Isn't that too much?" Cong Nianwei asked worriedly.
"We can put it in the fridge later and save it for when we are feeling too lazy to cook."
The two of them smiled at each other. Suddenly, they heard someone knocking on the door.
Who is it? Who would drop by at dinner time? Is it that shameless John? Qin Guan answered the door and saw a stranger outside.
"Hello! I'm Joseph. I live in the apartment across the hallway. I noticed that I have some new neighbours. This is a welcoming present for you."
Bro, try to find a better excuse next time, okay? I saw you at the door with your bread when my girlfriend went out with that pan. Be more sincere in the future. Why did you come here with just one loaf of bread?
Keeping open doors was a traditional virtue of the Chinese though. Qin Guan smiled at him and invited him in, "Welcome. Come in, please."
Actually, Joseph wanted to bum a meal off them. He had been born in a country with terrible food, second only to British food. He usually had no interest in food, but the smell of meat in the hallway had attracted him to the new neighbours' apartment. What a shame! I can't tolerate having dry bread and beans from a can when I'm smelling that wonderful smell!
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Chapter 320: The Eight-Nation Alliance [1]
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Joseph hadn't expected his new neighbours to be so handsome. He felt ashamed of his behavior now.
Cong Nianwei was surprised by his impudence, but she smiled at their guest. "Welcome! Take a seat. I'll get a plate for you. Where are you from?"
"Wow!" Joseph was impressed by the dishes. He suddenly forgot about his shame. "I'm German. I'm from Hamburg."
Aha! A German who is not punctual!
Before Qin Guan could close the door, another visitor came.
"Aha! Your door is open! I knew Joseph would want to visit the new neighbours first. He is so shameless. How do you do? We are the handsome brothers from France, Batiste and Batisler. These are welcoming presents. We hope you'll like them."
Hey! I didn't invite you in!
Qin Guan looked at the small, dirty flowers in his hands. They looked like wildflowers picked by the side of the road.
Qin Guan didn't know what to do with them. I'll throw them away after they leave.
Suddenly, there was another knock.
Qin Guan couldn't help but shout towards the hallway, "Is there any other customer out there?"
Suddenly, the small apartment was full of visitors.
"Oh, my! Such good friends!"
The new visitors had brought folded chairs with them. They had even known how many chairs Qin Guan had. All their neighbours were there. Cong Nianwei began to boil rice again.
The real problem was that Coulibaly's present was a small golden leopard. He was a real local tyrant!
The group suddenly pointed a finger at the young African man.
"What do you mean by that?"
"You are trying to be special! We just wanted to express our appreciation!"
"Cella and her sisters only brought Mexican pancakes. Why did you take this so seriously?"
"Did you know that the ancient Chinese thought gold was bullsh*t?"
Stop! The ancient Chinese wouldn't agree with you!
The three girls were smiling. Even the rings on their tongues couldn't suppress their appetite. They all shouted at Cong Nianwei, "Hey, hot chick! The guests are waiting for you. Stop your work for a while."
Cong Nianwei smiled at the self-invited guests. So many strange things going on around here! It seems like we won't be lacking any joking material in the future.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei sat by the table. Their foreign guests were looking at them like poor puppies waiting for food. The lure of the delicious dishes distracted them from the perfect appearance of the young man.
Qin Guan wisely did not give a welcoming speech. "Everyone here looks hungry. Let's eat first and chat later!"
"Wow! Great!"
"Okay!" they all echoed before digging in.
Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan suddenly realized that the Mexican pancakes were the girls' own staple food, not a present for them. They had originally planned on standing outside their apartment and eating the pancakes there. Little did they think that the new neighbours would be so generous.
The three girls were eating the beef and soup in combination with their pancakes. The Batiste brothers watched Coulibaly eat using the traditional eating method of his tribe: hand picking. They sped up themselves and stopped trying to look elegant.
"Ouch!" Coulibaly realized this was boiled beef.
Joseph, who was calmly looking at his plate, pointed to the shredded potatoes with his fork. "What's this?"
"Shredded potatoes. Try them."
"Can potatoes be shredded into such thin threads? Are you kidding?"
"We used a shredder."
Joseph picked up several threads and put them into his mouth carefully. What a magical country! They spend so much time on potatoes! They taste f*cking wonderful! I have never had such delicious food before!
The strict German put down his fork and put his hands to use. The fat boy called Batiste, who was lazy and greedy, found the situation unfavorable to him.
Who said the French were elegant? Bullsh*t! He threw his knife and fork away.
The scene reminded Qin Guan of his own roommates. He soon got lost down memory lane.
Cong Nianwei estimated the quantity of the leftover food silently. The beef was 1.5 kilos. Sure enough, the foreigners were greedy with meat. In the warm evening, Cong Nianwei forgot that she was a foreigner in a strange country herself.
Dinner was the best bridge between people from different races. Several minutes later, there were people with full stomachs sitting around the table.
Now the guests had the time to observe their new neighbours and vice versa, Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan were also observing them.
It is said that one's face is the mirror of their heart. The appearance of the strangers was quite different from their ancestors' pictures. The Latin girls had tattoos on their faces, and so did the black guy.
[1] A metaphor, referring to the forces that invaded China in 1900, including the US, the UK, France, Germany, Russia, Japan, the Austrian-Hungarian Empire and Italy.
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