New Years At Home

Science reality show? Sounds boring.

You want me to get out of bed for fifty grand?

Maybe add another zero and I'll think about it.

Lu Zhou finally ditched the female reporter and got on the metro.

Every time he went home, he could not help but appreciate how comfortable China was. Plane to the subway, subway to high-speed rail, the high-speed rail took him directly back to home.

China's public transportation was unprecedented.

This type of transportation was impossible in America.

When Lu Zhou got off the high-speed trail train, he was too lazy to take the bus. So he called for a taxi outside the station.

When he arrived at his house, he looked at the familiar willow trees outside his house, and it was like he never left.

As Lu Zhou dragged the suitcase to the doorsteps, he felt both excited and nervous. He took a deep breath before he pressed the doorbell.

Ding…