Chapter 61 first trip

Not long after I became a dragon and tiger martial artist, I was introduced by a friend and got a chance to play the leading role, but the movie "Guangdong Little Tiger" was a complete failure in the end, and I didn't even have the chance to be released.I returned to the set and continued to work hard. In the middle, I got the opportunity to become the martial arts instructor I dreamed of, but the two films I participated in failed again. At the time, I felt like I had hit rock bottom, with nothing but the little apartment my dad bought.Life in Hong Kong suddenly became difficult. I called my parents in Australia and told them that I was going home.In the few days when I was preparing to leave, I didn't contact my colleagues on the set, but just brainwashed myself every day-in addition to movies, I have many other jobs to do.

That was the first time I went out alone when I was growing up. My friend bought a discounted cheap air ticket, and I got on the plane in a daze.On the plane, the flight attendant asked everyone to fill in the form. I couldn't fill in the form because I didn't speak English, and I had to ask a flight attendant for help.I couldn't understand what the radio on the plane said, and I didn't dare to sleep.Later, I felt that the plane was descending, and then landed at an airport that was considered very backward at that time.I got out of the plane with the crowd, not knowing where I was or what to do, but it didn't feel like Australia.

At this time, the flight attendant on the plane saw me and kindly told me that the flight stopped in Indonesia and continued to fly to Australia the next day, and now I was going to the hotel arranged by the airline.I don't speak English very well, so he called a taxi for me, and then I went to a hotel with poor conditions and extremely small rooms.People also reminded me that Indonesia was anti-China at that time, and told me not to go out casually at night.When I entered the door of the room, I was afraid of losing my passport, so I raised a table and hid my passport inside. I tied the money to my body and dared not take it out.Alone in the room, boring and lonely.Suddenly someone knocked on the door, it was the flight attendant who had been helping me all the way, I welcomed him in very warmly, and then the embarrassing scene mentioned earlier in this book happened.

After driving people out, I was tired and sleepy and fell asleep.I woke up at five or six in the morning the next day, called a taxi to the airport, and found out that I forgot my passport when I arrived!Fortunately, I can speak English for the passport, so I hurriedly said "Passport!" to the taxi driver. The driver helped me find a phone booth on the side of the road, called the hotel, and begged the hotel to send someone to deliver it to me.After the passport was delivered, the driver said that I had to give someone money, so he took my 50 Australian dollars to the person who delivered the passport, and then asked me for the car fare. I gave some, but he said it was not enough, and finally took it from me. Take away 100 pounds.At that time, I had no idea, but later I realized that I was cheated out of money.

When I got on the plane again, I sat with a very fat person.He looked very arrogant, with both hands on the handles on both sides of the seat, so crowded that I had to shrink in my seat.After getting off the plane, I finally arrived in Australia. I was very happy. I queued up to get my luggage and ran out, but I didn’t see my parents who came to pick me up, so I went to the place where I was waiting for a taxi. At that time, I knew that I was going to Canberra. Its English pronunciation was similar to that of Camera. I showed the address to the taxi driver, and I heard the driver speak a lot of English, which I didn’t quite understand, and then I managed to understand, to the effect that you are here now, this is called Sydney, and Canberra, which you are going to, is far away on the map He gestured for the plane with his hand, saying that you have to fly for at least another hour...

I almost broke down. After taking the luggage out of the car, I suddenly felt very scared and didn't know what to do.I have to fly again, where can I buy a ticket?How to transfer plane?Where do we transfer planes?Don't know all. When I walked into the airport again, I suddenly saw the fat man from before. I quickly followed him and saw that he first arrived at a counter, put his luggage on the scale, talked to the person at the counter, and then sent the luggage in.I thought to myself, if my luggage is handed over to someone else and they accept it, it means it is right.I also put my luggage there, and I accepted it. They gave me a boarding pass and told me what time I would come back. What are you talking about? When the staff was talking to me, I kept looking at the fat man.After getting back my ID and a bunch of tickets, I quickly followed the fat man. He went shopping, and I went shopping. He went to a restaurant for breakfast. I stood at the door and waited for him. After waiting for more than an hour, he didn’t leave. Come out, I continue to follow him.Seeing him sit down at a boarding gate, I also sat down, then went through customs, got in the car, and I also got into the car.On the bus, the fat man handed someone a ticket. I didn't know where my ticket was, so I gave him money in a daze, and finally got on the plane.In fact, there are train tickets in the pile of tickets in my hand.

In this way, after several twists and turns, and changing planes twice, I finally landed on the land of Canberra. It was a small, uninhabited airport with small houses, and only the runway, forest and desert could be seen.After I came out, I saw a white-haired man from a distance, that was my father.I haven't seen him for a few years, and his hair has turned white.I walked over and felt someone hugging me. I looked down and it was my mother.It turns out that after all these years, I have grown so much taller. When my mother hugged me before, she was the same height as me... Seeing the two of them, recalling the bumpy journey, I burst into tears.

Finally, I came to my parents. I had nothing to do all day long and relied on my parents to support me at home.I don't want to learn English, and I don't like the food there. Most importantly, I secretly miss the life on the set.Finally one day, I lied to my parents that there was a job opportunity in Hong Kong and I needed to go back.They may have seen that I was lying, but they didn't expose me. My father just comforted me and said: "This will always be your home. Hong Kong is not easy to mess with, so come back quickly." When I first came back to Hong Kong, I hung out with big brother Sammo Hung and got some jobs, but with the death of Bruce Lee, action movies declined rapidly, and our job opportunities became less and less, until one day even my senior brother persuaded me to go back to Australia, At least not starve to death.I knew I had to accept reality.

Going back this time, I don't want to be so down and out, but I don't even have enough money for air tickets, what should I do? The first love girlfriend appeared at this time.She stuffed me with 20,000 Hong Kong dollars, which was a huge sum of money. I tried my best to evade it, but she insisted that the money was lent to me, and that I would just pay her back if I made money in the future.I took the money with a bad taste in my heart.Before leaving, I went to the watch shop and spent thousands of dollars to buy a brand-name watch for my parents and bought some gifts for the manager of my small apartment. I said goodbye to Hong Kong silently in my heart.

The watch surprised my mother to tears.That was the first time she received a gift from me.Dad also took a cloth and kept wiping the dial, I know they are very relieved. In the following days, I first signed up for an evening language training class.In class, the teacher asked me what my name was, and I said my name was Chen Gangsheng. The teacher said, this name is not acceptable, so you can call me Steven, and I said yes.In fact, I work in the American consulate where my parents work, and everyone calls me Paul, including many US troops. They respect my parents very much and call me Paul.My nickname is A Pao. I always thought that people calling me "Paul" were calling me by my Chinese nickname. I didn't know that Paul was actually an English name.So people call me Paul at home, and everyone calls me Steven in the language class.

The teacher in the language class spoke so fast that it was impossible for me to keep up, so I stopped going.Under the introduction of a driver of a Taiwanese agency stationed abroad, I found a job as a cement worker.When I got there, people asked me what my name was, and the driver said that his name was Jack, so I became Jack again on the construction site.In fact, it was because the driver himself was called Jack.At that time, I already had a little understanding of English, and felt that Jack Chan had no sense of rhythm when called. I hoped that my name could have a little rhythm, so I added a y after Jack, and it became Jacky. At that time, I got up at 5 o'clock every morning, stood on the side of the road and hitched a ride to the construction site, got muddy water in the cold wind, and learned to push a wheelbarrow. Although my physical strength could speed up my work efficiency, I was still very tired.Seeing the masters building walls next to them, I felt very envious and followed suit. Life during that time was very regular, but sometimes I would suffer from insomnia at night, thinking of my previous dreams, compared to the current situation, I felt a little sad.Later, I thought that instead of this, it would be better to take another job, which can not only make more money, but also make my life more fulfilling, so that I have no time to worry.I found another job in a restaurant. At that time, I was building a house on the construction site during the day, pushing cement and moving bricks. After finishing work at 4:30 in the afternoon, I went home to take a shower, and went to the restaurant after 5:00 to continue working, earning about 800 yuan each moon. On the way home at 4:30 every day, I pass a forest. I know that my mother will be waiting for me at the door at that time every day, so when I walk there every day, no matter how tired or frustrated I am, I always stop and pat the ashes off my body. Cleaned up, cheered up, walked in the door whistling, and gave my mother a big hug.She asked if she was tired, and I said "not tired" loudly to let her know that my son was having a good time.After taking a shower, I went out to Lotus Restaurant, where the owner was a friend of my father.At the beginning, I was in charge of picking and washing vegetables, but I couldn’t be idle by nature, and when I finished the work in hand, I went to help others.The restaurant does not accept orders after 10 pm. There is nothing to do in the kitchen, so I go outside and see people asking for coffee, tea, and ice cream. If everyone is too busy, I will go to help. I helped a lot, and everyone began to like me more and more, so they began to teach me a lot of things, and gradually I became the second chef, responsible for side dishes.At that time, the restaurant business was very good, especially on the weekends, there was always a large piece of paper in front of me, which said the dishes ordered by the customers. I had to prepare the ingredients and quickly pass them to the two cooking masters.At that time, I didn’t understand English very well, and I didn’t understand the menu very well. The notes usually only use one or two words to abbreviate. For example, Furong egg may be "egg", and Yangzhou fried rice may be "rice". Then I passed by with guesswork. At that time, I discovered that businessmen really make money.A small glass with a ball of ice cream in it and two or three lychees will cost you two and a half Australian dollars, or about 20 Hong Kong dollars.I thought to myself: "Wow, I made a lot of money." I deliberately handed the ice cream full to others while people were not paying attention.Later, I was accidentally seen by the boss and warned me not to make such a self-assessment in the future. To this day, when I eat around the world, I never order fried rice unless it is cooked fresh for me by a restaurant I know.I know how those Chinese restaurants abroad make fried rice. Every time they put a bunch of leftovers. After frying, I can’t wait to leave it for a week. If someone orders it, he will heat it up for you.Whenever I order fried rice at a restaurant, they say "no green beans, no shrimp, no char siu", so they can't reheat the leftovers and have to re-fry them for me. While working in Australia, I also met many friends.The colleagues in the restaurant always joked with me, saying that many girls who come to eat come because they like me.I love telling jokes to everyone at work, and when I get excited, everyone listens to me and stops working.The boss Du Yuexiang also told me because of this: "Jacky, can you do me a favor, don't tell jokes when you are doing things, and tell them when you are done." During those days, it was like a machine spinning continuously every day, and I fell asleep when I got home.Dad was very happy to see me like this, but my mother slowly saw my loneliness.Until one day, I suddenly received a telegram from Hong Kong. The other party wanted me to go back and film "New Fist of Fury" directed by Luo Wei.This is a huge opportunity for me.My mother supported me very simply, she knew that was what I really wanted to do, and my father set a deadline for me, if I didn't make a name for myself within two years, I would return to Australia completely. Before leaving, Boss Du gave me a leather bag with 10 pounds in it. He said he hoped that I could use this leather bag to bring back more money in the future.After I left Australia, my mother put my photo on the bedside, touched and kissed my photo every day, just like in the past. Fortunately, this time I did not disappoint them.