[Transformers] Different races, how can we fall in love?

But after Mr. Anthony learned of my news, he made up his mind that he must let me go to Shanghai.

"Go, go, boy, bring me something to eat. I may not be able to go to China in my life, what a chance." Mr. Anthony said, "As for repairing the car, come on , business here has been sluggish. If I can sell a used car a day, I'll have to thank God. If you're not home, I don't have to cook. Go, go."

In this way, Mr. Anthony helped me pack my luggage more actively than I did, and then specially helped me inquire about some local customs in China.

Facing his nagging, I couldn't help but burst out laughing: "You really look like my father."

"Oh!" Mr. Anthony raised his eyebrows, obviously amused by my words, "If you don't mind, I would really like you to be my daughter. Anyway, people who come here now say you are my daughter Yes, and I think they're right, don't you, Arsana."

I smiled and put my arms around his neck and said, "Yes, Dad."

In this way, before I went to Shanghai, China, I had an adoptive father.This is also my first father in thousands of years, oh, no, it should be the first father who has impressions, feelings, and real relationship.Although he has nothing to do with me from soul to body to blood, he completely gave me a feeling called fatherly love.In him, for the first time, I felt what it should be like to be truly loved, not the kind of cold, exploited love.

When the day of departure came, he personally sent me to the airport.Along with them, there are also two students who went to Shanghai, China as exchange students.One is called Kate and the other is called Isabella.

Both of them are children in the same grade as me. We are in different classes, and we don't communicate at all at ordinary times. At most, we only saw each other twice.So on the plane, all three of us introduced ourselves to each other.Even before that, we already knew each other's names.

The time sitting on the plane is very boring, I mostly use it to read books or chat with them.

Isabella is a very talkative girl, especially about going to Shanghai, which made her very excited, so she couldn't stop along the way, and kept talking about Shanghai to me. All the things she knows.

In contrast, Kate seemed very silent.He always cooperates with Isabella's words and nods from time to time. He is more suitable as a listener than me. At least sometimes I can read books and ignore what Isabella said. meeting.

When the plane was halfway through the flight, Isabella was finally not as energetic as before. She felt tired and began to rest, and my ears finally began to become clear.

But this kind of cleanliness did not last for 2 minutes. Kate, who hadn't said much all the way, suddenly said, "Brown, what are you reading? You haven't left this book since you got on the plane."

My eyes finally left the book and turned to his face.At this time, the light in the cabin was very dim, because most of the people were already asleep.Few people are like me, reading a book here with a flashlight.Therefore, I didn't see his facial features clearly, I just felt that he was looking at me full of probing eyes.

""Calculus,"" I held up the book and showed it to him. "This is a compulsory course in AP. I usually don't have much time to read it. I can only read it for a while now."

Kate couldn't help laughing at what I said: "So that's why people in your class call you a 'bookworm'? You want to graduate from college early?"

I nodded. "After all, college isn't free, is it?"

"So which college do you want to go to?" Kate asked.

His question really blew me away.I have been learning these things just to be able to finish my university courses earlier, to graduate earlier, and to save some money, but I really have never thought about which university I want to study.

"Let's talk about it later." I shrugged indifferently, lowered my head and continued to read.

Kate Tao didn't bother me any more, and he went to sleep with his eyes closed just like Isabella.

Before getting off the plane, I rested for two hours to recover.

Someone from the school in Shanghai had already picked us up at the airport, so we got on the school bus as soon as we got off the plane and went to the local school.

Before coming here, the three of us have undergone brief Chinese training and mastered some basic daily expressions.In addition, most people in this place in China have a good command of English, so even if we are in a foreign country, it is not much inconvenience for us.

We lived in the dormitory of the school, and there was only one roommate of mine, and that was Isabella.

As soon as Isabella came to the dormitory, she visited the small square room inside and out, and kept yelling in my ear: "Oh, there is no difference between here and ours. It's different, isn't it? Their beds are so small."

I packed my luggage and said, "If possible, I would like to choose the bed by the window."

Isabella took a look at the bed and said to me, "Of course, it's yours."

I smiled, holding the quilt and preparing to make the bed.

Isabella was very satisfied and saw that I had packed almost as well, so she started to pack her luggage.

The life of an exchange student will last for nearly a month. Every day I go to school with Chinese children, which makes me feel a completely different culture and makes me feel that the world is more interesting.Because I really can't understand why they are on the same planet, and they are still the same species, but they have completely different cultures.If it is in the magic continent, as long as they are of the same species, their culture is the same.Just like the people on the plains, even though there are different city-states, what they think, think, admire, and learn are all exactly the same things.But there are many things to be distinguished here. For example, it is necessary to distinguish between China and foreign countries, Chinese and English, and even the food is completely different. For example, Chinese people like to eat rice, but I am in the United States. On the other hand, they often eat bread and meatloaf, and even the skin colors and shapes of human beings are different.