1994: I Became a Literary Master in America

Chapter 31 Fiery Red Short Hair

Zhang Ping'an dragged the others off to celebrate!

He had originally invited Wang Dajun and others to join him, but Wang Dajun, Hu Jun, Cheng Moumou, and Chen Jiu ultimately declined.

The reason is also quite reasonable: Cheng and Chen Jiu want to go back to Jackson Heights.

It will be very congested on the subway if we go any later.

Everyone knows what the New York subway is like, and people are worried about accidents happening.

Wang Dajun had to go home, and Hu Jun was currently staying at Wang Dajun's house, so she also had to leave.

Zhang Zhao, Cao Guilin, Wu Weidong, and a few others stayed behind and went with Zhang Ping'an to HopKee Restaurant to celebrate together.

Zhang Ping'an was unaware that after leaving the stadium, Wang Dajun and the other three did not separate, but instead sat down in a small bar in Dongcun.

"That kid is going too far."

Wang Dajun took a big gulp of beer and angrily cursed, "I've never been treated like this in my entire life, whether in Beijing or New York. That little brat is too arrogant, daring to point his finger at me and call me a 'bitch,' it's infuriating!"

"Dajun, just bear with it. That little brat is involved in organized crime and is a local thug."

"He has a gun; we can't afford to mess with him."

"This is America, what's a gun? He has a gun, but I can find a way to buy one. What's there to be afraid of?"

Back in the day in Beijing…

"Dajun, let's not talk about Beijing anymore. We're in America now, and we have to bow our heads when we're under someone else's roof."

"But I just can't swallow this."

"Jun'er, can you endure this?"

Hu Jun's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled bitterly: "So what if I can't stand it? Can I really teach him a lesson?"

"You didn't see the situation here. He has money, guns, and men... If we really anger him, none of us are a match for him."

"Jun'er, you're too cowardly."

They're just American devils; back in the day, they would have been traitors in China.

"We men of Beijing have always walked with our heads held high, why would we be afraid of a little brat like him?"

Hu Jun disagreed. If you really wanted to be arrogant, why were you so humble and weak on the field today, to the point that a kid spat at you?

"Dajun, do you really want to vent your anger?"

Suddenly, Cheng spoke up, a hint of ruthlessness appearing on his gloomy face.

"certainly!"

"Do you want to get rid of that little brat, or are you just looking to vent your anger?"

"Is there a difference?"

Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "It'll be difficult to deal with him."

But there are ways to vent your anger… I heard from Xiao Zhou that this kid won a big prize and treated everyone to drinks at the Hehe Restaurant. As far as I know, he's only 19! You've been studying at university in New York for four years, you should know that the rule here is that 19 is a minor. Minors can't drink alcohol in public.”

"Yes, that's one such saying."

Chen Jiu responded.

He also disliked Xu Shengjie, finding him too forceful and rude.

Although I think Wang Dajun is quite soft on the court, which is a bit embarrassing.

But Xu Shengjie kept calling him a "bitch," as if he were being insulted right in the nose, which made it hard for him to accept.

He wouldn't object to teaching Xu Shengjie a lesson.

Wang Dajun nodded slightly, "It still has to be you, Lao Cheng!"

That's a great idea; it'll definitely make him uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, I advise you to be careful... Jeffrey is a local bigwig, and he's involved in gangs. I don't know about other places, but here in America, I reckon gangs and the police are connected. If he finds out, it'll be troublesome."

"What are you afraid of? I've already graduated and I'll be getting my diploma soon."

"I'll go back to China after I get my diploma. Before I leave, I'll report this kid. Whether it succeeds or not, he can't do anything to me! Does he think he can come to Beijing to cause me trouble? If he really comes to Beijing, I'll have someone kill him, no problem."

Hu Jun's expression was not very good.

He thought for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I will not participate in this matter, but I will also not inform anyone."

"Because 'New York Storm' is filming in New York next year, I'll definitely have to come back then, and I don't want to cause any trouble."

After saying that, Hu Jun downed his drink in one gulp, then took out a five-dollar bill and placed it under his glass.

"I'm leaving now!"

He left the bar without looking back.

"Fellow countrymen, my foot! Is this what they're like?"

Wang Dajun watched his retreating figure, couldn't help but curse, and then looked at Cheng and Chen Jiu.

"And you?"

"We definitely support you. Besides, I've disliked that kid for a long time."

Dajun, if you've made up your mind, I'll find you someone. There's a Japanese-American officer in the 5th Precinct named Harris Hayashi. Last time I went to report a crime, he told me it was useless... I felt like that guy wasn't happy with the kid either.

I'll give you his contact information. You can just contact him and call the police; it'll definitely work.

"Okay, let's say that."

After Wang Dajun finished speaking, he looked at Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu frowned slightly; he didn't want to get too involved.

He came to the United States in 86, has been here for almost ten years, and will soon be able to obtain citizenship.

In other words, he will be living in New York from now on... If word gets out and Xu Shengjie takes notice, it will be troublesome.

But then I thought again, we can't let some Chinese person tarnish the glory of our ancestors.

The repeated utterances of "bitch" still echoed in my ears, making me feel increasingly uncomfortable and resentful.

"Let's do it, but let's make it clear first, Xiao Cheng and I can offer advice and even provide financial support for this."

But the physically demanding work...

"I'll do it, Ninth Brother, don't worry!"

As Wang Dajun spoke, he raised his glass.

"May that little brat have long-lasting bad luck."

"You know what, if things go well, it might really ruin his life."

The three of them couldn't help but laugh.

But then they realized that this was a bar, and East Village was part of Chinatown, so they quickly lowered their voices, exchanged glances, and showed knowing, smug expressions.

……

Xu Shengjie was in a very good mood!

It wasn't because the game ended in a draw, but because of the tirade Wang Dajun gave him.

I've wanted to curse for ages!

In his past life, he could only vent online.

But online rants can't compare to the satisfaction of venting face-to-face.

In his past life, he neither had the opportunity nor the ability to stand before the Wang brothers.

After all, Brothers Pictures is based in the country...

Who knows what the background is?

Even the bandit leader Zuo Shandiao couldn't do anything to him!

Even after Brothers Pictures declined and the two kings were even restricted from high-level entertainment, he still had no chance to confront them face-to-face.

Now, I feel comfortable!

After he got home, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and rode his bike straight to Madison Square Garden.

There was some traffic on the way, and by the time we arrived at Madison Square Garden, they had already started letting people in!

Xu Shengjie parked his car in the underground garage and entered the stadium with his ticket. By then, the stadium was almost full! This was the first time since Jordan's retirement that the Knicks had broken through the Eastern Conference and reached the NBA Finals, and the whole of New York was excited.

After the first three games, the Knicks trailed 1-2.

But Patrick Ewing was in excellent form in the last game, helping the Knicks win a game and giving New Yorkers more hope for the championship.

Today is the Knicks' second home game. If they win, the series will be tied 2-2.

Therefore, Knicks fans were especially excited.

Xu Shengjie sat down in the second row and immediately spotted a black man sitting in the first row, not too far from him.

Xu Shengjie was no stranger to him.

Spike Lee is a big fan of the New York Knicks.

What truly propelled him into the spotlight was Spike's swearing at Reggie Miller during Game 5 of the Eastern Conference Finals last month, when the Knicks and Indiana Pacers were playing the game. Miller responded with a chokehold gesture.

Before that, Spike Lee was quite famous, but only in the independent film circle.

He is a Black director with a very close relationship with Denzel Washington and enjoys considerable fame in Europe.

Xu Shengjie wanted to have a chat with him.

However, he was also self-aware enough to know that with his current status, he had no chance of making any connections.

Rather than humiliating himself, it would be better to become famous later and interact with others on an equal footing... Xu Shengjie was quite confident about this.

As more and more fans gathered, Xu Shengjie was gradually surrounded by people.

As a Chinese-American, he stood out among the group of Black and White people... Curious eyes swept over him. In those eyes were doubt, curiosity, and discrimination, but more than anything, there was indifference.

Xu Shengjie didn't seem to care too much about it.

He was more curious about where James Huang got the tickets.

These are tickets for the second row of Madison Square Garden. The seats in front of and around the stadium are packed with stars and successful people. Even if LeBron James were the game's director, he probably wouldn't have been able to get a ticket.

Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted over.

A tall, slender woman sat down next to him.

Xu Shengjie turned his head to look, and what he saw was a bright, fiery red...