Chapter 40 Chapter Ten So It Is

Upon waking up, Xianling felt that she had never slept so comfortably before, and she was in a good mood.However, when she finished stretching and opened her eyes, she was shocked because a pair of resentful eyes were right in front of her eyes. "Why did you scare me so early in the morning!" Xianling scolded.In front of her was Bilian with dark circles under her eyes. "How dare you say that I scare you, I was scared to death by you last night!" "I didn't scare you!" Xianling sat on the bed with her hands on her back, and said confidently. "I think you're dizzy from sleep, where did you get up in the middle of the night last night?" Bilian poked Xianling's head with her fingers.

"Last night in the middle of the night..." Xianling recalled what happened last night, and murmured, "Could it be dreaming again?" "I think you haven't woken up yet. Go wash your face. I'll take you to meet someone." After Bilian said that, she picked up a towel, toothbrush and other things to wash up. "Who are you going to meet early in the morning?" Xianling didn't know whether the other party's gourd was selling Baifeng pills or tetramine. "Peteroshka." After Bilian dropped the name that had haunted Xianling for several days, she walked out of the dormitory alone, leaving her mouth open for a long while, unable to speak.

In the crowded McDonald's, Xianling finally met the puppet prince in his dream. He was tall and at least 1.9 meters tall. She and Bilian stood in front of him like two children.He was handsome, with blond hair, blue eyes, and fair complexion.He is the prince in Xianling's dream, an international student from the United States. Xianling's English level is relatively good among her peers, so she wants to use English to talk to the prince in her dreams.However, her English, which has always made her proud, is so bad in front of real foreigners. She has to say a sentence three or four times before the other party can barely understand her meaning. I couldn't help laughing out for the first time.

"You speak Mandarin, I can listen." Although the mandarin spoken by the other party is not fluent, but he has lived in China for a while anyway, it is better than Xianling's English. So, the three of them talked in Mandarin. "Is it you who played the piano in the music room last night?" Xianling couldn't wait to ask this question that had troubled her for many days. The other party smiled and nodded.Xianling asked again: "Why did you come to our school in the middle of the night? How did you have the key to the functional teaching building? I went to the music room last night, why did I wake up and lie in the dormitory today?"

Xianling's question was like a machine gun, firing continuously, making the other party not know how to answer. In order to let her know the beginning and the end of the matter, he decided to start from the beginning—— My name is Peter Roshika, I am a native American, born in the middle class, and received an excellent education since childhood.However, in the past two years, both my parents were unemployed and unable to support me to complete my university studies. After failing to apply for a loan, I had no choice but to choose to study in China. In China, those who are able to study abroad are the children of rich families. In the United States, it is just the opposite. Rich people squeeze into prestigious universities such as Harvard and Yale. Only poor people like me will consider developing countries with lower consumption levels. Countries to study abroad, such as China.

After coming to China, my troubles started.Although I somehow received special preferential treatment in school, the school leaders and students all regarded me as a star, and even arranged for me to live in a dormitory alone.However, there are always a lot of people outside the dormitory every day, pointing at me through the window, it feels like watching a monkey.It humiliated me.So, I rented a room off campus, next to your school. Although living off-campus is free and easy, and no longer disturbed by others, new troubles come again.I'm not rich, and I have to earn part-time jobs to complete my studies, but this is not America, it's just a small town, and I can't work in a fast food restaurant like McDonald's because I'm treated like a monkey by people whenever I appear in public places.Fortunately, I can play the piano very well, so I want to participate in piano competitions and use the prize money to complete my studies.However, when living on campus, I could go to the music room to practice piano at any time, which is not so convenient when living off campus.

Mr. Landlord solved this problem for me. He is the doorman of your school, a friendly local old man.He gave me the key to the functional teaching building, so that I could practice in the music room when he was on duty at night.Because the functional teaching building is a little far away from the teachers and student dormitories, I am not afraid that it will affect others... "Then what happened last night?" Xianling asked. "I was scared to death last night." Bi Lian rolled her eyes, "I woke up in the middle of the night when the door creaked, and when I woke up, I found your bed was empty, so I slipped out of the bedroom and saw you tiptoeing around. I walked out. I thought you were sleepwalking, so I hid behind and followed you."

"So it was you! You scared me to death last night." Xianling opened her eyes wide and looked at Bilian who almost scared her out of her last night, and then asked, "Then what happened after that?" The foreign student said in his not-so-fluent Mandarin: "You show up and scare me. When I say your name, you fall down." "Let me talk." Bi Lian took over the conversation, "When I walked into the music room, you had already fainted. After he explained the situation to me, I will ask him to carry you back to the dormitory." "How can you let a boy hug me..." Xianling blushed like a fire, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she unconsciously lowered her head.

"Do you want me to hug you? I don't have that much strength." Bi Lian stood up and waved to Xianling: "My task is completed, you can talk to him again, I will go first .Bye!" After saying that, he turned around and ran away. Xianling lowered her head shyly, not knowing what to say. The two were silent for a long time, and she finally thought of the topic: "Can you give me a copy of the music score of that song last night?" "No problem, I haven't introduced myself yet..." The international student extended his broad palm in a friendly manner, "My name is Peter Roshka, nice to meet you."

Xianling didn't dare to raise her head, and reached out to shake hands with the other party.When the two hands touched, she couldn't help shaking her whole body. The other's hand was extremely cold, as if she had no body temperature at all.She quickly looked up at the other person's face, he was handsome and perfect, so perfect that people felt unreal, like a human skin mask, and behind the mask was an emotionless puppet. Is he a human or a puppet in human skin?