nycdaug Chapter 63: Has Wang Xiucheng become a hooligan?
Chapter 63: Has Wang Xiucheng become a hooligan?
Jiang Yan said goodbye to the foreign friend who had brought her back and entered the hotel elevator.
She came to New York to attend a brand event, and only brought a female friend who had studied in New York with her.
Who knew that as soon as the event ended, that guy went to see his friends.
As soon as Jiang Yan entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 37th floor, before the elevator doors had even closed, she noticed someone running in.
This person was tall, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, leaving only his eyes visible.
Jiang Yan instinctively moved to the side; this was the United States, and she couldn't help but feel worried.
Jiang Yan asked the other person in broken English which floor they were going to.
"37."
That person answered.
Also 37?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yan knew that things couldn't possibly be such a coincidence.
Jiang Yan tried to zip up her down jacket, but the zipper got stuck.
Judging from the exposed skin and eyes, this person should be of Asian descent.
But the jacket he was wearing was from Antara, and Jiang Yan recognized the logo.
Then this person must be Chinese.
Is he a paparazzi?
Or are they extreme fans?
Jiang Yan glanced at the camera above her head without changing her expression, then asked in Chinese, "Chinese?"
"Yes."
The person didn't turn around, but answered in Chinese.
This made Jiang Yan even more certain that this was just a paparazzi following her.
"What do you want? What will happen after we get to the 37th floor? Do you still dare to follow me into my room?" Jiang Yan said angrily.
These paparazzi are really annoying. She's not even a big star, is it really necessary for them to follow her all the way to New York?
The person still did not answer.
Jiang Yan grew increasingly angry, but she remained rational, knowing she had to do something, or she would be in real danger.
As they reached the 30th floor, Jiang Yan, who was standing to the side and behind, suddenly jumped up and ripped off the mask and hat of the man standing at the door.
She even grabbed the other person's head with her hands like a shrew, exposing the other person's face completely to the camera.
Jiang Yan also pressed the alarm button.
"Let me go, are you crazy?"
Wang Xiucheng was suddenly grabbed by the neck by two hands, and he only had time to shout a couple of times.
The other person used all their strength to lift their head up and deliberately tapped their Adam's apple with their fingers.
This left Wang Xiucheng speechless, and he could only cough unconsciously.
But Wang Xiucheng is, after all, a 1.9-meter-tall active player. Once he reacts, how could a woman possibly be a match for him?
Wang Xiucheng didn't do anything drastic. He simply pressed one hand against the other woman's chest, pinning her against the elevator wall to prevent her from attacking him further.
"You pervert, let go of me! The cameras are filming, get your filthy hands off me!"
Jiang Yan shouted as she frantically scratched Wang Xiucheng's arm.
The elevator stopped quickly, and four or five security guards with guns appeared outside.
Jiang Yan immediately shouted, "Quick, grab him! He's a thug, hurry!"
However, Jiang Yan shouted in Chinese because she was nervous.
Wang Xiucheng shook his head. "Stop shouting. I live on the 37th floor."
As he spoke, Wang Xiucheng took out his room card and waved it in front of Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan was stunned.
Is it really on the 37th floor?
Her face immediately darkened as she saw the several wounds on the other person's wrist and became somewhat frightened.
This is the United States; if they use this as grounds for a lawsuit, I'll be in trouble.
"You are? Wang from the Houston Rockets?" Several security guards were momentarily confused, but one of them recognized Wang Xiucheng.
“It’s me.” Wang Xiucheng released Jiang Yan and smiled at the security guard.
"It's a misunderstanding. This is my girlfriend. She's just throwing a tantrum. I'm sorry," Wang Xiucheng said.
The security guards looked at Jiang Yan and saw that she kept nodding and showed them her room card to prove she was a guest of the hotel. Only then did the security guards leave with peace of mind.
Of course, before leaving, I couldn't help but take a photo with Wang Xiucheng using my phone.
Wang Xiucheng sighed as he pressed the 37 key again, "Big sister, not everyone is a bad person."
Jiang Yan stammered, realizing she had wronged Wang Xiucheng, and also learned from the behavior of several security guards that Wang Xiucheng seemed to be some kind of player.
"This is the United States, after all," Jiang Yan muttered.
Jiang Yan looked at Wang Xiucheng's handsome profile, which was now completely undisguised, and her heart began to beat faster.
I hadn't looked closely before, but now I realize this boy is incredibly handsome, especially his profile, which is like a perfect sculpture.
Jiang Yan blushed slightly when she remembered him saying that she was his girlfriend.
The elevator doors opened, and Wang Xiucheng stepped out first, then took out his room key and entered a room.
Jiang Yan took a breath, fanned her face which seemed to be feverish, and jogged to open the door of a room diagonally opposite the boy.
After closing the door, Jiang Yan seemed to remember something, and pressed her hand to her chest, suddenly hearing her own heart pounding.
……
"Why are you so slow?" Jenna saw Wang Xiucheng finally enter the house and jumped onto him, reaching out to touch him.
Wang Xiucheng and Jenna walked separately, probably to avoid being seen by paparazzi or other people.
I never expected this to happen.
Wang Xiucheng, of course, wouldn't say that, so he explained, "I met a few fans."
Jenner didn't ask why she was still recognized even though she had been given a hat and a mask.
She wasn't in the mood right now; her biggest enemy was the clothes on Wang Xiucheng's body.
She hated winter for the first time because her man wore too many clothes.
But soon, Jenna was stunned when she saw the wounds on Wang Xiucheng's wrist.
"What are these wounds?" Jenna asked.
"I got scratched while playing ball, it's nothing," was the only explanation Wang Xiucheng could offer.
Jenna frowned; the wounds looked fresh, not like they had been there just a few hours ago.
Without giving it much thought, Jenna simply didn't have the energy to think about anything else, so she continued to battle her enemy.
"I got the Chinese character '华夏' (Huaxia) tattooed on me, would you like to see it?"
Having finally breached the enemy's defenses, Jenna suddenly spoke in a hurried, sweet voice.
……
At 6 a.m., Wang Xiucheng finally managed to break free from Jenna, who was clinging to him, and then picked up his phone and started picking up his clothes from the ground.
Jenna is going too far. She not only threw Wang Xiucheng's clothes everywhere, but also her own clothes.
After doing all this, Wang Xiucheng took out a set of sportswear from his bag, put on a jacket, and then left the room.
He just opened the system and found two notifications.
[Complete the branching task (repeatable), reward 1000 system points.]
The first one is naturally Jenna's mission completion notification.
The second is today's system task.
There are no matches today; all the systems are issuing training tasks.
[Task 1: Complete 60 minutes of aerobic training. Reward: 100 system points.]
This task is actually quite broad; whether it's aerobic exercise, basketball, or running, it all counts as aerobic exercise.
However, the rewards for tasks performed on non-competition days are very small, and sometimes Wang Xiucheng is unwilling to do them.
Having prior experience dealing with the system, Wang Xiucheng chose to go to the hotel's gym.
After swiping his card to enter the gym on the fifth floor, Wang Xiucheng found that no one was working out.
very quiet.
Wang Xiucheng casually picked up a chest expansion machine and started exercising.
With the support of a systematic approach, Wang Xiucheng's training results at the gym were not bad, but they were negligible.
It's far less effective than simply adding points directly to a specific attribute.
But sometimes, in order to complete system tasks, he has to spend time in the gym.
Soon, Wang Xiucheng was covered in sweat.
Just then, the gym door suddenly opened.
A short-haired woman walked in.