"Can I help you?" After two days of Jenny's dedicated instruction, Raj's American English was sufficient for daily conversations. As long as it wasn't an academic discussion, he could handle most everyday dialogues. After all, with a superhuman body, he was bound to have a superhuman brain.
"Excuse me... are you a model?" A beautiful blonde girl in a white suit was standing in front of Raj, asking.
"No, of course not!" Raj shook his head and said with a smile, "Why would you think that? I'm just an unemployed drifter!"
"Heavens, you're just wasting your talent!" Hannah Lewis exclaimed, secretly thrilled. She had been watching Raj for a while, or rather, she had been following him. The moment she saw him, she knew he had to be a celebrity or a model. He wore an ill-fitting black uniform (Kevlar stab-proof vest), yet he managed to give it a casual and fashionable flair. Imagine what he would look like in a tailored suit!
However, this was early 1990s America. The internet was just budding, and global information integration was non-existent. So, although Hannah was barely a newbie in the fashion industry, she wasn't sure if Raj was a male model. Unsure but unwilling to give up, Hannah could only ask him directly!
"Uh!" Raj was a bit bewildered by the foreign girl's sudden outburst. "You are?"
"Let me introduce myself. I'm Hannah, Hannah Lewis, a fashion design student at Parsons School of Design in New York!" Hannah said, extending her hand with a smile.
"Alright!" Raj smiled slightly, shaking Hannah's hand. "I'm Raj, or Ruler/King according to you Westerners…! Currently traveling in New York, a Indian!"
"I didn't expect you to not be an Asian American!" Hannah suddenly felt like she had said something offensive, and quickly explained, "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. It's just that your American English is so good, it doesn't sound like you're a tourist from Indian!"
"You should believe that there are geniuses in this world!" Raj raised an eyebrow, a hint of pride in his smile, giving off an evil charm, like a handsome devil looking at the soul he was about to obtain. The devil was dangerous, but the temptation was so sweet that one couldn't help but want to plunge into it!
"I..." Hannah Lewis was captivated by the smile, her eyes glazed over.
"Hey—! Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell!?" Raj shook Hannah's shoulders forcefully, wondering if he had encountered a crazy person, who was suddenly talking about wasting talent and being a design student… Was he being scammed?
"Oh, my God!" Hannah was finally awakened by Raj, covering her face with her hands, and squatting down. She felt so embarrassed. How could someone in the fashion world, who had seen countless handsome men and beautiful women, lose face in front of this Indian boy? Indeed, the moment she saw Raj's smile, she really felt like she would jump off a building if he asked her to die. She really felt ashamed.
"Hey, are you really okay?" Raj was still worried, afraid that she was trying to scam him! "Do you really not need me to call an ambulance?"
"Damn it..." Hannah finally couldn't help but get angry, "Don't you know how dangerous your smile is? And you still smiled at me like that!"
"..." Raj muttered to himself, is she going crazy? "That... what's wrong with my smile?"
"What's wrong?!!!!" Hannah felt helpless towards this man who was so handsome that he could bring down nations but had no self-awareness. She grabbed Raj, pushed his shoulders, made him face the main road, and then randomly pointed to a woman across the street and said to him, "Now smile at her with that smile and see what happens!"
"I'll try it..." Raj thought, could a smile cause a car accident? Recalling his smile just now, he smiled at the woman in the red dress across the street...
Well—there was an instant problem. A female driver across the street saw Raj's smile and was immediately stunned. She didn't decelerate or brake at the intersection, and directly pushed the car in front of her that was waiting for the red light, causing a twelve-car pile-up.
On this side, there was also a female driver who directly drove into a lamppost on the side of the road. The originally orderly road was instantly in chaos, and the sound of car horns was deafening...
"Damn it!" Raj looked at everything that was happening in front of him, and was immediately stunned. Was there really a car accident? Did he cause a disaster with his smile…
"What are you spacing out for? Run!" Hannah grabbed Raj's hand, and the two fled in panic...
In a coffee shop called [Leisure Time] on the street, the troublemaking duo had run here. It was a block away from Times Square.
Raj gently stirred his coffee, looking at the blonde girl who was still panting in front of him. "Okay, can you tell me now? What exactly do you want me to do?"
Hannah Lewis was breathing heavily, staring at the man sitting across from her who had dragged her and ran three kilometers at the speed of a hundred-meter sprint. She really didn't know how this guy's stamina was so good. She was almost exhausted, but he was as if nothing had happened, not even panting, and casually ordered two cups of coffee.
Obviously, for Raj, who had just become a superhuman, that sprint was not even a walk, let alone make him feel tired.
"Aren't you going to look at the phone number that bitch left you?" Hannah finally calmed her breathing and pointed to a note under Raj's coffee cup.
"Oh, is this a phone number? I thought it was a bill." As a senior great magician and newly handsome man, Raj said that in his past thirty years of being single, he had never received a phone number from a beautiful woman, but his landlady had given him many utility bills...
Raj was still very excited about the first phone number he received from a beautiful woman in his life. The girls in capitalist society really knew how to play. Even in this era without dating apps, they were not short of ways to find love.
He gently pulled out the note under the coffee cup, and saw that it was written in neat handwriting. [I get off work at two o'clock in the afternoon, my phone number is - 230xxxxxx.]
Recalling the girl who gave him coffee just now, Raj turned his head to look at the coffee shop bar, and saw a hot brown-haired beauty looking at him with resentment. When he turned his head, the beauty showed him a smile, a flirtatious glance, and a flying kiss.
Raj was a little proud that he could attract a beauty on the first meeting, so he returned a smile to the beauty.
Perhaps because of the principle that women repel each other, Hannah expressed strong dissatisfaction with Raj being picked up so easily. "Cough cough..."
"What's wrong?" Raj turned to look at Hannah.
"You're not really going to call that bitch, are you?" Hannah took a sip of coffee, relieving the dryness in her mouth and asked.
"Why not?" Raj saw Hannah's displeasure, but still said, "I don't mind having a one-night stand with a beauty!"
"Damn it..." Hannah didn't know what to say when Raj spoke so frankly. Could she tell him not to go? She had only just met him, and what position did she have to criticize him? This discovery made her feel very frustrated, as if her favorite doll was about to be snatched away by a bitch.
"Aren't you afraid that the bitch is full of diseases? I believe that the bitch is not doing this for the first time...!" Hannah's voice became louder as she got a little excited. "God knows how many men she has slept with!"
"Okay, okay, Hannah, calm down, I didn't say that I would definitely accept her invitation." Raj comforted the emotional Hannah while turning his head to give an apologetic smile to the brown-haired beauty at the bar who had obviously heard Hannah's words, which instantly calmed the originally angry brown-haired beauty and restored her ladylike demeanor.
"Sorry...!" Hannah, who had slowly calmed down, couldn't help but cover her face. She didn't know what was wrong with her today. She was spreading wildly like a jealous shrew. This was not like her at all.
"Okay, can we talk about business now!" Raj quickly changed the subject: "I believe you stopped me on the road for a purpose?"
"I just want you to join our fashion show held by our grade as a model!" Hannah felt that she had ruined everything. Just now, she was like a shrew. Raj must have a very bad impression of her. No man would like to get along with a shrew, so she could give up on the matter of him joining her fashion show.
She just lowered her head in a low mood, wanting to finish the matter quickly so that she could go back to her dormitory, lie on her bed, hug the quilt and have a good cry, "This is both my mid-term exam and a test my father gave me. If I don't get the results I deserve, my father will force me to transfer to interior design!"
"Okay!" Raj looked at Hannah's low mood as if she was a kitten about to be abandoned by her owner, and couldn't say the words of refusal. Besides, why not agree when someone designs clothes for themselves for free?
"You agreed..." Hannah raised her head suddenly, her eyes widened, completely unable to believe what she heard.
"Yes, I agreed!" Raj nodded and said, "When is it?"
"The press conference will be held in three days!" Hannah smiled happily: "But we have to start acting now, time is tight!"
With a wave of her hand, "Waiter, check out!"
Before Raj could react, she took out her purse, took out a hundred-dollar bill and threw it on the table, grabbed Raj and walked out. Before leaving, she did not forget to give the brown-haired beauty a triumphant look, as if to say, this time I won.
"Bitch!" The brown-haired beauty hated her teeth. She noticed that her phone note was left on the table. Obviously, that little bitch did it on purpose.
She waved down a taxi and hurriedly stuffed Raj into the car, and she also sat in the car with a short stature. "Parsons School of Design, thank you!"
The taxi was driving smoothly, Raj looked at Hannah who was smiling like she had stolen a hen, and asked: "I always feel like your mood has improved a lot!"
"Well, of course, after getting the model thing done, half of my exam is done!" Hannah smiled and squinted her eyes, looking like a kitten who had stolen fish. Suddenly she thought of something and asked quickly: "By the way, Raj, which hotel are you staying at in the United States?"
"I'm staying at my girlfriend's house for the time being!" Raj replied.
"What? You have a girlfriend?" Hannah almost jumped up when she heard this, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Is it strange that I have a girlfriend?" Raj glanced at Hannah and said, "Besides, you didn't ask me!"
"Ha... haha, what I mean is, this modeling thing won't make your girlfriend unhappy, right!" Hannah tried to suppress the discomfort in her heart, but she absolutely did not admit that she had fallen in love with Raj, at most she admitted that she was jealous of Raj's unknown girlfriend!
"No, she's still in high school and doesn't care about so many things!" Raj smiled.
"Have you had any experience walking the runway before?" Skipping the topic that made her uncomfortable, Hannah asked.
Regarding this question, Raj said that he had never walked the runway, but he had stood on the stove.