Entertaining Children

"People are more important than things?" Jin repeated, then looked at Xiao Yao and said, "What do you mean?"

"It's very simple. They just stole things in the supermarket that day, and they didn't intend to hurt anyone." Xiao Yao explained, "Old Robert's supermarket is insured. If the supermarket is stolen, the insurance company will pay for the loss of property. That's why I don't think it's worth conflicting with those street gangsters who are eager to jump over the wall for a few products, so I choose to get out of the way. You know this is the United States, who knows if those street gangsters will carry guns besides knives? "

"Then why are you not afraid that they will have guns on them tonight?" Jin asked.

"Aren't they caught by colleagues in the supermarket and handed over to the police a few days ago? If they had guns, how could they be handed over to the police so easily by colleagues in the supermarket?" Xiao Yao analyzed with a smile.

"You really don't know how to coax girls. I guess you must have no girlfriend." Jin rolled his eyes and said.

Xiao Yao was stunned for a while before he understood the meaning of Jin's words, and then continued with a smile: "But they are obviously going to hurt you tonight, and the insurance company can't compensate for personal injury. If you don't stand up and stop it, whether it is Whether the police catch them in the future will not make up for the harm done to you."

"I agree with what you said in the second half, and thank you very much for saving me tonight, but I still don't agree with the reason you said earlier about your behavior in the supermarket." Jin shook his head and said, "As long as it doesn't hurt people Don’t worry about it? If you are thinking like this, then wouldn’t the world be full of thieves and robbers?”

"I can only say that I'm glad that not everyone in this world thinks the same as me." Xiao Yao shrugged indifferently, "At least you don't."

"Are you laughing at me for overestimating my capabilities and asking for trouble?" Jin tilted his head, squinting at Xiao Yao and said.

"No, I admire your courage, I'm serious." Xiao Yao shook his head.

"I think you must be a child of a rich family. Only those who are not short of money will not value property." Jin also analyzed, "Can I ask what your Huaxia family does?"

"My father is a musician, and my mother is an actor. You guessed it right, my family is not short of money. The part-time job in the supermarket is just to experience the life of an ordinary American middle school student." Xiao Yao raised his eyebrows at Jin thumb.

"So you're still a second-generation star, no wonder you play the guitar so well and sing so well, it's all your father taught you, right?" Jin suddenly said.

"How do you know? I remember that when you came to the warehouse to pick up things that day, it seemed that you didn't have a few minutes in total, right? You probably didn't see me playing the guitar.

"Xiao Yao said a little strangely.

"Oh, I sneaked back to listen to it later, and hid in a corner, so you didn't find out." Jin laughed.

"I see," Xiao Yao nodded, "Yes, I have been learning music from my father since I was a child."

"What about you?" Xiao Yao also asked Jin Dao, "What do you do at home? By the way, my full name is Yang Xiao, and my Chinese name is Xiao Yao. I only know that everyone calls you Jin, but I don't know your name." What about the full name?"

"My name is Kimberly Zhou, and people in the store are used to calling me Jin. My Chinese name is Zhou Jingyi. My father is a car salesman and my mother is a real estate agent. They are all ordinary people. My family is in Connecticut. I have loved dancing since I was a child. I came to California alone to pursue my dream of dancing," said Jin, also known as Zhou Jingyi.

"Those who stick to their dreams and work hard all the time are respectable, I respect you." Xiao Yao raised the beer bottle in his hand to Zhou Jingyi. After taking a sip of beer, Xiao Yao asked curiously again: "But why are you here? Shouldn't you go to New York or Los Angeles to pursue your dance dream?"

"Because the Shulman Dance School here is the closest school to Los Angeles among the schools I can get into." Zhou Jingyi smiled self-deprecatingly, drank the beer in her hand, and her whole body was unknowingly full. He retracted into the big single sofa he was sitting on.

"There are four children in my family. My parents need to work very hard to support our family, so there is no extra money to send me to a dance school to dance from elementary school. I learned by myself following TV and online videos. , Practiced by myself. After graduating from high school, I applied to many dance schools in New York and Los Angeles, but my basic skills were incomparable with those who learned dance from a young age. In the end, I could only find dancers in Calabasas, not far from Los Angeles. I went to this not-so-famous Shulman dance school to study." Zhou Jingyi said, her whole body became tighter and tighter, and she was almost shrunk into a ball.

Probably few people listened to her so quietly. Although Zhou Jingyi was not in a high mood, she didn't mean to stop: "But in this not very well-known dance school, my grades and skills Not the best either. When I was young, I learned all kinds of dances, but mainly modern dance, but now in school, I am famous for being good at hip-hop, which is not taught in school."

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Xiao Yao asked, looking at Zhou Jingyi who had already shrunk into the sofa.

"I have graduated from the dance school in more than half a year. Anyway, I will definitely rely on dancing to make a living in the future, but I don't count on modern dance now. I formed a team with a group of hip-hop guys, and I plan to participate in the competition early next year. The National Hip-Hop Dance Competition in Los Angeles. I hope we can get a good ranking and be picked up by a well-known commercial dance organization, otherwise, we will have to look around for jobs by ourselves." Zhou Jingyi smiled , "In any case, I have practiced for so many years. I have a skill, and I shouldn't starve to death."

"The National Street Dance Competition? It sounds awesome." Xiao Yao said with great interest.

"It's really good. During the final stage, TV stations will broadcast live across the United States, so there are many masters participating. It is very difficult to stand out and get a good ranking." Zhou Jingyi continued to take a sip of wine.

"It seems very interesting," Xiao Yao looked at Zhou Jingyi and said, "That...can you bring me to play with you?"

"Play? This is an important opportunity for our careers. It's not for fun. Although you saved me today, I can't lower the level of the entire team because of a rookie." Zhou Jingyi shook her head at Xiao Yao. .

Tonight, she was quite frightened at first, but after chatting with Xiao Yao for a long time, Zhou Jingyi has completely relaxed. After drinking a bottle of beer, Zhou Jingyi was already sleepy. After shaking her head at this time, Zhou Jingyi's eyes also became a little confused.

"I joined a dance team when I was in Huaxia the year before last, and I have been studying with them for two years. I can't say I am a pure rookie." Xiao Yao couldn't help but said.

"That doesn't work either," Zhou Jingyi murmured with her head tilted on the armrest of the sofa, "You are not American, so you are not eligible for the competition. You can only go on stage if you get a green card."

"Ah? What kind of broken rule is this?" Xiao Yao was a little dumbfounded.

"The National Street Dance Competition, of course only Americans can participate." Zhou Jingyi replied subconsciously.

"Oh..." Xiao Yao thought for a while, and it seemed to be the same reason.

"Jin..." After taking a sip of wine depressed, Xiao Yao suddenly realized that it was very late, so he got up and wanted to say goodbye. But as soon as he yelled, Xiao Yao found that Zhou Jingyi had just curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Xiao Yao gently took out the empty beer bottle that Zhou Jingyi was still holding, then unfolded a blanket that was draped over the back of the couch he had been sitting on just now, and carefully covered Zhou Jingyi up.

In order not to wake up Zhou Jingyi, Xiao Yao covered the blanket very carefully, and the speed was naturally not fast, so Xiao Yao could take a close look at the girl carefully.

When Xiao Yao saw this girl in the supermarket before, she was dressed in a work attire with a baseball cap and an apron, but now this kind of casual attire without a hat was the first time he saw her tonight. Earlier tonight, Xiao Yao didn't have a chance to look at this girl carefully, but now he took a closer look and found that she had long curly black hair and delicate facial features. Coupled with the way she curled up on the sofa and slept like a kitten, Xiao Yao couldn't help feeling pity in his heart. There was also a strong desire to help the girl.

"Have a good dream." After quietly looking at the sleeping girl on the sofa for a while, Xiao Yao stretched out his hand and brushed a few strands of hair from the girl's face to the back of her head, said softly, and then set the coffee table After taking the two empty beer bottles on the table and putting them away in the kitchen area, she walked out of Zhou Jingyi's apartment and gently closed the door for her from the outside.

Zhou Jingyi just dozed off on the sofa, not sound asleep at all. When Xiao Yao helped her cover the blanket, Zhou Jingyi was already woken up. It's just that she knew that she and Xiao Yao were the only ones in the apartment, and Zhou Jingyi, who felt tired and lazy, didn't open her eyes, but still lay on the sofa without moving. When she heard the news of Xiao Yao's departure, the corners of Zhou Jingyi's mouth curved upwards, she rubbed downwards, and then burrowed into the blanket on her body.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening when Xiao Yao returned to Smith's house. Only when he saw that the lights in Smith's house were still on did Xiao Yao realize that he should call Mrs. Smith.

Opening the door of Smith's house lightly, Xiao Yao didn't see anyone in the living room. Thinking that everyone might have fallen asleep, Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Yao locked the door, turned off the light in the living room, and went upstairs quietly to his attic room.

"Yang!" As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs on the third floor, Xiao Yao was startled by a sudden call from behind.

Turning around, Xiao Yao found Samien standing behind him.

"Sam, you haven't slept so late." Xiao Yao greeted with a smile.

"What did you do tonight, and why did you come back so late? Even if you work overtime, the supermarket closes at 10:30, and you should be home before 11:00." Samion looked at Xiao Yao and said.

Immediately, his nose twitched, and Samien, who smelled the alcohol on Xiao Yao's body, frowned and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Ah? Oh... I went to a friend's house after get off work and drank a bottle of beer." Xiao Yao said apologetically, "Thank you for your concern. When I got here, you still left the light in the living room for me." I'm really sorry, next time this happens again, I will call back in advance to say something."

"No." A panic flashed in Samien's eyes, and he said hastily, "I just want to tell you that my mother and I will be working late at the supermarket today, so you will come back very late. You don't want to come back tomorrow." I slipped my tongue in front of my mother. I don’t want to be punished by my mother with you. Also, the lamp in the living room is left for you by your mother. She is afraid that you will trip over the furniture if you enter the house in the dark after you come back. " After speaking, Samien turned and went back to his room without looking back.

"Oh, thank you, and Mrs. Smith!" Xiao Yao could only whisper to Samien's back.

"You're welcome!" Samien paused, stood on the spot and replied softly, then went into his room and closed the door. (To be continued.)