Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

"Do you really need to dress like this?" Shi Zhijian looked in the mirror.

In the mirror, he is wearing a hippie denim jacket with wide-leg flared pants. Bill Gates also gave Shi Zhijian an amber chain to wear around Shi Zhijian's neck, dressing Shi Zhijian as a hippie.

"Of course! This is the most popular look at prom now!" Gates looked at Shi Zhijian, who had transformed into a living person, pinched his chin and was very satisfied with the look he had drawn for him.

"Hey, dear Shi, don't thank me! Who told you to be my boss? As a younger brother, I know that you just came to the UK and you don't understand the customs here, especially for prom. Don't dress too orthodox. , especially don't wear a suit and tie, it's so low! You must dress with character and show yourself!" Gates talked eloquently.

"I deeply doubt your aesthetics----" Shi Zhijian glanced at himself in the mirror again and shook his head.

"You believe me! Although I've always been obsessed with computers, I'm also a social expert! When I was in the United States, I often participated in private parties or something, and people called me the 'little prince of parties'!" Gates couldn't be bragging. Tax said, "Besides, I won't say you don't know, this hippie outfit is my magic weapon! I won't let him wear it at all!"

"Thank you first! Why don't I take it off and pay you back!" Shi Zhijun was not used to wearing this suit, he felt uncomfortable being bound by such tight clothes, and he felt like a cultural relic unearthed in the 1970s!

"Don't be like this! You are my boss! This is my repayment of your heart! I will just mix it up myself!"

The so-called "casual matching" by Gates is to put feathers on his head, paint his face with watercolors, then hang accessories around his neck, and then make a set of loose clothes to directly dress himself up as an "Indian"!

In Shi Zhijian's opinion, this guy is about to hold a small javelin, or he will be a living Indian!

"Ouch!!" Gates didn't take a javelin, but took a broom, and then made an assassination motion in front of the mirror, and kept slapping his mouth with his hand to make an ooh, and then turned around and asked Shi Zhijian: "Am I so pretty? "

Shi Zhijian turned his head: "When you get there, don't talk about knowing me!"

…

This is a villa on the outskirts of London. It has some 19th century Gothic style. The tower above the villa is soaring like clouds!

at dusk---

The bonfire in the villa is shaking and the music is booming!

At the gate, two men in security uniforms were welcoming the guests, checking the invitation letter by the way.

Shi Zhijian and Gates took a taxi.

Crunch, the taxi stopped at the gate, and Shi Zhijian and Gates got out of the car.

The two security guards let a pair of guests in, and when they turned their faces, they saw Shi Zhijian and the two of them, with strange expressions on their faces.

Gates took the lead, and when he walked to the gate, he raised his head and was about to rush in.

"Sorry, that—"

"Do you want an invitation letter? We have it!" Gates took out the invitation letter from his arms and threw it in the faces of the two watchdogs.

The two security guards looked at it and nodded.

Gates threw a smug look at Shi Zhijian and rushed in again.

"Sorry, that—" The two security guards stopped them again.

Gates was annoyed: "What do you mean? What are you trying to say, man? Are you trying to make things difficult for us? Or you're discriminating against my friend!"

Gates pulled Shi Zhijian to the front: "Do you discriminate against him when you see that he is Chinese? Damn it, I know you think so, then I can tell you that he was invited by Miss Michelle herself! "

The two security guards were scolded by Gates and couldn't say anything, so they had no choice but to dodge and make an inviting gesture: "We have nothing to say, please come in!"

"Humph! I knew you had nothing to say! Damn things! Dogs look down on people!" Gates was indignant and pulled Shi Zhijian, "Let's go in!"

Shi Zhijian felt that something was wrong, because the two security guards looked at them with strange eyes, not discrimination!

After Shi Zhijian and Gates entered, the two security guards looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed, "It's hard to be a good person these days. We originally wanted to remind them... God, this is a high-end dance party!"

…

"Dear Shi, don't mind! There are so many racists in the UK! They always look down on others! In fact, the same is true in the United States. The status of black Americans is very low, and the status of Asians is even lower!"

Gates babbled and followed Shi Zhijian into the villa, followed the cobblestone-paved path to the ballroom, and the two of them were stunned for a moment—

I saw the huge banquet hall, full of people, the men were well-dressed, the ladies were beautiful and moving, everyone was holding drinks and drinks, three or five pairs, whispering.

In the center of the hall is a magnificent stage surrounded by oval buffet tables.

On the dining table, there are all kinds of food, desserts, fruit salads, lobsters, steaks, fine wines and drinks, etc., which are beautifully made and tasteful.

What is even more surprising is the legendary "Champagne Tower", which is high, layer after layer, standing on the dining table like a pyramid. A waiter is standing on a chair and is putting a bottle of golden The champagne is poured from top to bottom, the wine is gurgling, from the overflow of the first glass to the second and third glass, and so on, quickly forming a beautiful waterfall of wine.

"Uh, what the hell?" Gates looked at everything in front of him stupidly, because all those men were wearing orthodox suits! None of them are dressed differently!

The well-dressed gentlemen turned their faces, and then saw Shi Zhijian dressed as a hippie, and Bill Gates dressed as an Indian!

For the first time, Shi Zhijian felt his face burning hot. He shouldn't believe this guy who only knows how to be obsessed with computers and has no communication skills at all!

Bill Gates is even more embarrassed!

"Cough, how could this be...?"

At this moment, those gentlemen and ladies are pointing at Shi Zhijian and Bill Gates, and looking at those people carefully, many of them are college classmates who have met in the classroom.

However, at that time, Shi Zhijian was in the limelight, which made these male classmates very unhappy, but at this moment, compared with Shi Zhijian in suits and leather shoes, they looked extraordinarily advanced! Immediately, the vanity was satisfied!

Those female classmates did not expect that Shi Zhijian would dress up like this, covering their mouths and snickering one by one.

At this time, a housekeeper in charge of the reception came over and saw Shi Zhijian and Gates hurried forward: "Look at the two dressed up to perform the show! Don't stay here anymore, go backstage first!"

"No, we are guests! We are not here to perform!" Gates hurriedly explained.

"Eh? But you're dressed like this—" The butler had to look at the two again.

Gates didn't know what to say.

Just as Shi Zhijian was about to speak, he saw Michelle dressed as a lady stepping on high heels, twisting her waist, and came over with a beautiful smile.

"Mr. Butler, they are indeed not here to perform, they are my friends!" Michelle said to the butler with a smile.

"Oh, is that right? Then I won't bother you anymore!" The housekeeper knew Michelle and knew that she was the person his young master was pursuing. He immediately bowed politely to Michelle and backed away.

Shi Zhijian looked at Michelle again, but saw that Michelle was wearing the most fashionable evening dress, with long legs, a slender waist, a goose neck, blonde hair wrapped around her head, and a small and delicate petal crown, with bright eyes and white teeth. Appears more luxurious.

Gates was stunned by Michelle's stunning dress, and his mouth was so wide that his eyes were about to fall out!

"How do you guys... dress up like this?" Michelle couldn't help laughing, "It's very unusual."

Shi Zhijian shrugged: "I didn't expect this to be a senior dance party."

"Yeah, yeah!" Gates explained hurriedly, regaining his senses, "We thought it was a private party between our classmates -- very casual, wild kind! There are always a lot of dance parties like this in America! "

Michelle shook her head and chuckled: "This is the UK, not the US! Americans advocate freedom and unrestrainedness! And we British people advocate modesty and elegance - we often hold high-end **** like this!"

"Hehe, that was my mistake!" Gates scratched his head with an embarrassing smile.

"If you don't mind, I can ask Andre to help you find two sets of clothes for you!" Michelle said.

"Andre? This is his home?" Gates' face changed when he heard the words, "Why didn't you tell me that this dance was held by him?"

It turned out that Andre was Michelle's strongest suitor. He was from a wealthy background, and his father was the president of the London Chamber of Commerce. With his wealth, Andre had been domineering in the school!

Gates was targeted by Andre because he had pursued Michelle before. Andre had him block Gates in the toilet for a lesson, and even hit Gates on the head with a basketball on the basketball court!

Gates was repaired so badly by Andre that when he thinks of Andre, he hates and fears, gnashing his teeth every time he says something else.

Michelle glanced at Shi Zhijian, who had been silent for a while, and then explained to Gates: "You didn't ask me before, and you seemed very happy after getting the invitation, didn't you?"

"That's because I didn't know that the **** dance was held by him! If he knew, he wouldn't come if he killed me!"

Shi Zhijian couldn't help but be surprised that it was rare for Gates to lose such a temper. It seemed that he had a very bad relationship with that Andre.

Shi Zhijian thought to look at Michelle again, but Michelle avoided his eyes with a guilty conscience.

Shi Zhijian suddenly became vigilant in his heart. Originally, he had doubts about Michelle's invitation to him, but when he heard that the dance was actually held by Andre, doesn't that mean that Michelle took the initiative to invite him because of Andre's instructions? Then continue to speculate, isn't the reason why Andre invited him——

at this time---

clap clap clap!

Someone applauded on the second floor!

The music stopped, and everyone looked upstairs, only to see a handsome white man in a white suit standing on the second floor. He was only in his twenties and looked very handsome.

Taking a closer look, Shi Zhijian recognized that that person was the male classmate who sat next to Michelle and laughed at him in class today!

"You're miserable! Ajian! Andre is a bastard, and he must report. Since he asked Michelle to invite you, there must be a conspiracy!" Gates had suffered the loss of Andre, a sinister guy, and couldn't help reminding Shi Zhijian said.

Looking at Michelle again, she was even more guilty at the moment, she cast a strange look at Shi Zhijian, and then swayed her long skirt up the stairs and walked towards Andrei.

To her, although Shi Zhijian seems to be somewhat talented, he is still far from a Prince Charming-level character like Andre! Especially Andre, regardless of his family background, is first-class in the UK!

In class today, Andre saw that Michelle seemed to be interested in Shi Zhijian, so he hated Shi Zhijian, and deliberately satirized Shi Zhijian in the class for taking money to get his diploma. Unexpectedly, Shi Zhijian relied on "A Brief History of Time" to directly counterattack, and even Professor Hawking was full of praise for him, which made Andre very shameless!

According to Andre's character of revenge, he deliberately asked Michelle to invite Shi Zhijian to tonight's dance, on the one hand to test whether Michelle was loyal to herself, and on the other hand to find a chance to take revenge!

"Then now, dear friends, I will introduce three very special friends to you at the end of the dance!" Andre looked at Shi Zhijian maliciously, and then to the other side of the hall. ---

I saw a black man wearing a top hat, a tuxedo, and holding a civilized stick, looking stupidly towards Andre upstairs.

"First and foremost, he is our black friend, an international student who came to study in Cambridge from Ethiopia, Ahab Saiman!" Andre waved his hand, pointing to the black man.

The scene suddenly applauded, and some people coaxed: "Good morning!"

Black Saiman still didn't know what was going on. He thought that everyone was welcoming him. He was busy walking upstairs and waved to everyone in the hall. He said, "Thank you! Thank you everyone!"

"But as his dear friend, I prefer to call him another name, which is ----monkey (monkey)! Do you think he looks like a monkey now?!"

"Hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

Only then did Black Saiman wake up. It turned out that he was not treated as a friend, but as a clown!

"monkey, come, perform an acrobatics!"

"monkey, come, I'll feed you bananas!"

These students at the scene are basically Andre's best friends, or they are his followers.

These people usually get together to bully these poor international students when they have nothing to do. How to ridicule them and insult them is already familiar!

Black Saiman thought that he would fall into the trap. He thought that being invited to the dance was a friendly gesture of the other party. For this reason, he was very happy. He deliberately borrowed a tuxedo, a top hat and a walking stick. Man playing monkey!

At this moment, Saiman is at a loss. In order to escape from poverty in Ethiopia and pursue a happy and free life, he studies hard and works hard to make money! In the barren land where there is not a drop of rain in adulthood, I sow my own ideals and hopes!

Finally, he received state funding to study in the UK with his excellent learning ability. He thought that the people here were so friendly and kind and would treat him equally, but he was wrong!

Class and race are the same wherever you go!

"Don't be stupid anymore! monkey! Let's perform a dance that you Africans are best at! And make us all happy!" Someone shouted again. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

Saiman looked at the man very embarrassedly and smiled at him. He didn't dare to go against the meaning of the man, so he awkwardly danced the original African indigenous dance on the spot!

Saiman's compromise made everyone laugh again.

Amidst the laughter, a woman was heard shouting in fluent English: "The dancing sucks! That's right, it sucks! It sucks! Damn nigga, go back to your country!"

Taking a closer look, the woman with black hair and black eyes turned out to be Asian!

The Asian woman's name is "Juan Huiqiao", she is Korean, she came to the UK to study for two and a half years, and has been hanging out with Andre and others. Every time Andre sneered at others, she was the most favorite. In fact, the one who jumped was the highest, as if she herself was a noble white man!