"Hello, my name is Jason."
On the seventh floor, Zhang Jingzheng was about to open the door to his room, when a white young man with short brown hair came to say hello.
"Hello, Zhang Jing."
"I just moved in this morning, and there are seven or eight roommates who have arranged to have a barbecue party on the beach. Do you want to join us?"
"OK."
Zhang Jing readily agreed, locked his backpack in the room, Smartie held his hand, and followed Jason out of the hotel to the nearby beach.
The beach is very lively in the evening, and the air is mixed with the aroma of food.
There is an area at the back of the beach specifically for tourists to have barbecues. Grills, food, and charcoal can be rented nearby.
When Zhang Jing and Jason arrived, seven other people had already arrived.
Nine people, six men and three women, two African Americans, two Asians, one American, and four whites.
"This is my new friend, Zhang Jing." Jason introduced, "I just checked into the Hampton Inn."
When they arrived, Jason introduced them. The seven of them were backpackers, coming from all over the country. Some came out for a short visit, while others had been out for a long time.
"Hello everyone," Zhang Jing chatted, "This is a surprise for me, I like parties."
"We are the same," an African-American girl answered. "Everyone comes together and pools money to buy food. Each person pays 20, and any more will be refunded and less will be subsidized."
Everyone took out their wallets.
Zhang Jing also took out his wallet, a brown leather wallet with peeling leather.
No need to guess, Ding Jiaqi bought it intentionally because she was worried that Zhang Jing would be unsafe outside.
Opening the wallet, there were six five-dollar bills and three twenty-dollar bills, a total of ninety yuan.
Jason glanced into Zhang Jing's wallet and sighed that it was even poorer than him.
Give the 20 yuan to the African-American girl, and let her and the other two buy food and charcoal.
At this time, a woman about 1.8 meters tall with long dark brown hair, big blue eyes, and a thin face sat next to Zhang Jing and introduced herself: "My name is Katie Lou Samuelson, and you are the dragon." Chinese?"
"Yes, have you been to Dragon Kingdom?"
"I once went to Hangzhou to play a tennis match. It was a very beautiful city, and Dragon Country is also a very beautiful country."
No wonder, although Katie Lou Samuelson looks tall, she has a well-proportioned figure. It turns out that she plays basketball.
With nothing else to do, Zhang Jing chatted with the other party.
"I heard that before going to Dragon Country, Citizen people thought that Dragon Country only had bicycles and was full of antique shops. Is this true?"
"It's true," Katie Lou Samuelson explained. "This is misleading by movies and public opinion. In addition, people in Citi are conservative and unwilling to contact the outside world. Instead, it gives people in Long Country a very closed impression."
Zhang Jingshen feels the same way. Hollywood movies are great and the rich are famous. In fact, there are a lot of red necks and mentally ill people in Citiland who have never seen the world.
The African-American girl brought food back, otherwise Zhang Jing and Katie could keep chatting, which felt like a good rapport.
It was a little cold in the evening, but she couldn't stop the enthusiasm for the barbecue. The African-American girl happily raised the mineral water bottle in her hand and asked, "What do you think this is?"
Everyone laughs.
Zhang Jing doesn’t understand the humor of Citizen people. How can he laugh over a bottle of water?
"That's wine in there," Katie Lou Samuelson explained for Zhang Jing, "Riesling, or vodka."
"Contrary to the situation in Dragon Country," Katie said, "People in Citi Country can carry guns on the streets, but they cannot drink on the streets. It will be very troublesome if they encounter more serious police officers."
'Did the people who made this law drink fake wine and take revenge? ' Zhang Jing thought in his heart.
Pre-made skewers, heated slightly over charcoal fire and ready to eat, a bottle of Riesling for each person, chatting, eating meat and drinking, the atmosphere is very relaxed.
The party lasted until ten o'clock in the evening. After eating and drinking, the nine people returned to the Hampton Inn together.
"Can you tell me what you do?"
On the way back to the hotel, Katie Lou Samuelson asked Zhang Jing drunkenly.
"Raise horses."
"Wow~" Katie exclaimed, "This is my childhood dream, to become a horse racing nutritionist."
Zhang Jing knew in his heart that Katie drank too much and the sperm got into her brain.
Sure enough, Katie Lou Samuelson followed Zhang Jing to the door of Zhang Jing's room, and Chi Guoguo made it clear: "Let's drink some more and talk to me about raising horses."
If there was no Ding Jiaqi, Zhang Jing would let Katie come into the room and have a candid and in-depth communication.
"I have a girlfriend."
Katie looked more serious, took a step back, said good night and left.
As soon as the door was locked, the phone dinged, and Ding Jiaqi sent a video call.
"Brother Zhang, I'm so bored, what are you doing?"
"I just came back from a party with some roommates."
"Have you been drinking?" Ding Jiaqi sounded concerned.
"Drink about a pound of white wine."
"Hmm, drink less," Ding Jiaqi looked cute in the video, "Your room is nice, can you show me it?"
Zhang Jinghehe, feeling like a mirror in his mind, took her through the entire room with his lens.
Ding Jiaqi was very satisfied with someone taking the panoramic view of the room and warned her with concern, "Don't drink drinks from strangers, safety first."
Zhang Jing nodded and asked casually: "Did you do anything interesting at school today?"
"It's not a new thing. Almost every week, people in school confess their feelings to me and Qu Xiaoqing."
Although it is nothing new, Zhang Jing feels a little sour every time he hears it.
"One more thing," Ding Jiaqi chatted, "my mother said she would come to see me in two days."
"Should I prepare for the reception?" Zhang Jing was a little nervous.
Ding Jiaqi asked in a teasing tone, "Why do you want to receive her?"
Zhang Jinghehe.
Ding Jiaqi was thin-skinned and blushed, "You don't need to make any preparations. She doesn't know that I go to your place every weekend."
Zhang Jing was not ready to meet Ding Jiaqi's mother and warned: "I will enter the Rocky Mountains tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. The signal may be poor. If you can't contact her, don't worry."
Ding Jiaqi knew that Zhang Jing was looking for something, so she didn't want to think about it, but couldn't help but tell her:
"Brother Zhang, you must pay attention to safety. You never know who has a gun on him. Don't be competitive. Just endure the calm for a while and take a step back to open up the world."
It sounds very warm.
At dawn the next day, Zhang Jing vacated the house and drove to the place where Johnson once lived, a small town on the edge of the Rocky Mountains.
This is a place with beautiful scenery and majestic mountain scenery.
According to the address found online, Zhang Jing drove slowly past the house where Johnson once lived. Now it has changed owners, and a family of four or five lives in it.
Worried about causing misunderstanding, Zhang Jing did not stop the car.
However, his strange behavior, coupled with the small size of the town, still attracted the police.
Amidst the warning, Zhang Jing pulled the pickup truck to the side of the road and stopped for interrogation.
