Chapter 663: Memories of Youth
The deafening applause was much louder than the one the pole dancers had received one year ago in Los Angeles .
"That was so cool! I can eat more later!"
"Exactly! This was a show for men!"
I saw you cast a longing look at the girls' legs! Tommy gazed at the man angrily, but didn't argue .
The curtains fell down . When the Broadway dancers got on the stage, Qin Guan clapped along with his friends from the backstage area .
. . .
There was no such thing as an endless meal . The leftovers on the buffet signalled the end of the splendid party . Henry though, who was a conscientious man, would never abandon his benefactor as soon as he didn't need his help anymore .
He watched the bold Asian guys chat excitedly backstage, hunched over their plates . The police station had offered the actors a free lunch . Qin Guan had specifically asked for takeaway vegetarian meals for the masters of the Shaolin Temple .
Henry had his reasons for staying there . He wanted to understand the Asian men and achieve unity between the police and the public .
Those conservative Asians were wary around the police . They were inclined to stay away from policemen, so some stores run by Asians had become favorites of local criminals .
The policemen also suffered because of the barrier between different languages, cultures and negotiation methods . Their fear of revenge was greater than their financial loss though, so they zipped their mouths shut instead .
That day was an opportunity for both sides to sit down around the same table and deepen their mutual understanding .
Besides, Henry needed their help . He was interested in applying that mysterious Chinese combat art to everyday police work . He planned on combining it with the standard police training, so he wanted to have a discussion with them about a future cooperation . If possible, he wanted to invite them to work as counselors for the New York Police .
Qin Guan was hoping that they would have a successful collaboration in the future . Promoting martial arts culture all over the world was a common dream after all . They all chimed in casually and had a very productive talk .
Qin Guan had finally finished all his tasks for that year . In the cold winter of 2003, he would return home to enjoy the Spring Festival in China . Their family nests were a warm temptation for both Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei .
During that period, China had opened its gates to the world . They didn't need to bring that many gifts with them, so they flew leisurely to the Beijing Airport . Not long afterwards, they flew to Y city, the seaside town where Qin Guan had been born and raised .
The small city still enjoyed a very slow and quiet life .
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The first thing they had to do was greet their old friends and relatives . Qin Guan was a star now, so his return was breaking news in the small city, where everyone was friends or relatives with everyone else .
It took him about four days to attend all the dinners he had been invited to by different people . Then he was finally able to settle in and relax .
During peaceful times, people were inclined to cherish the memories of their youth . There were not that many important places in Y city, but some of them were the Nanshan Park, which was perfect for walking outdoors in spring, the Night Fair, and the video game arcade at the Zhenhua Mall .
Each place brought back memories from Qin Guan's school years, when he and his classmates had used to chase each other around on their bikes .
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei decided to revisit their precious memories, starting from their alma mater .
On the first day of 2004, they went out on a bike ride . The cold wind slapped their faces, but there was a warm spring in their hearts as they headed to the 1st Middle School .
They panted as they got closer .
"Wei!"
"Yes?"
"May I voice a request?"
"Sure!"
"Get down! I can't keep riding anymore . Ah! We are going to fall!"
Qin Guan couldn't mount the long slope with Cong Nianwei sitting behind him .
"You failed! You are impossible!"
"Don't say the word 'fail'! I never tried to carry you on the backseat before . Besides, when you think of the dynamics… Blah blah . . . "
Cong Nianwei realized that Qin Guan was getting more childish as they got closer to their old school .
"Fine, you are right . Just push!"
"Blah blah . . . "
"Are you done?"
Of course not! They went around the playground before they left . The gatekeeper watched them as if they were thieves . They were not the right age to be attending the school . Plus, one of them was dressed like a bandit, which made them stand out on the school grounds .
The third time the old man walked by them casually, they left as fast as their feet would allow them . Qin Guan forgot to cherish the memory of his favorite dining hall .
Their first stop had been a failure .
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