Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 813. Shelter (813)

"You don't need to fill it in!" The landlord tilted his head towards the door with a sullen face, and ordered in a stern tone, "Please leave immediately."

"I don't understand what you mean." Dong Qiangqiang was at a loss, unable to figure out why the other party turned his face faster than turning the book.

"My house is not rented to Chinese people." The middle-aged man replied decisively, and he could tell from his tone that there was no room for maneuver.

"But why?" Dong Qiangqiang was puzzled.

The middle-aged man copied Dong Qiangqiang's unfinished paper into a ball in his hand, threw it into the wastebasket beside him, then waved his hand impatiently, with a look of disgust on his face: "Hurry up! (You) don't leave me again!" Just call the police."

There is no more explanation, only the absurdity of the face.

He could only walk out the door resentfully, and just as his back foot stepped over the threshold, the door slammed heavily behind him.

Dong Qiangqiang was very angry, thinking that even if you don't rent out, you don't have to be so rude, right?As he walked downstairs, he played back his words and deeds after entering the house in his mind, and he didn't find any behavior that was out of line or disrespectful to the other party. It seemed that it was not because of his actions that the other party did not rent the house to the Chinese.I didn't expect that it was already 2002, and renting a house would still be discriminated against, and what I didn't expect was that people with this attitude would be people who looked like Kochi. The world is really big, and there are no surprises.

For the first time, he deeply realized what it means to be "educated but not necessarily qualified".

Standing at the crossroads, looking at the endless stream of faces on the street, from all over the world, with different skin colors, Dong Qiangqiang still felt unbelievable, and couldn't help calling Du Lan to tell his strange experience.

"Do you know? That man's attitude was very kind before." Dong Qiangqiang was indignant, "I never thought he would change his face like that later."

"He has either been hurt by Chinese tenants, or it is pure prejudice." Du Lan comforted, "There are many such people, not only in renting houses, but also in supermarkets, shopping malls, scenic spots, and even universities, which is normal. Didn’t you encounter it in Hannover? Besides, don’t you also work as a tour guide? Didn’t you encounter it when you led the tour?”

Dong Qiangqiang recalled carefully for a moment, and said: "I have some impressions when you say this. I met a thief on the first day I landed in Germany, but the German police released him after questioning. Maybe this is not discrimination, but if I Germans, I don’t know if the German police will do the same. In addition, I was interrogated very meticulously by the examiner during the first road test, but this does not seem to be discrimination. After all, I am responsible for my own life to master the traffic rules. Look at it this way Come on, it seems that I haven’t encountered any discrimination in Hannover. Of course, compared with here, my house search in Hannover is really smooth, and I settled on it after looking at a few. I saw three this afternoon and returned one. Not as good as one."

"What are you? I slept at the Munich train station when I first came to Germany." Du Lan's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone. I was robbed by a few Eastern European gangsters, and it was a homeless man who called the police for me. I also encountered Na (brittle) robbery when leading a group in East Germany, and no one cared..."

"You are always a legendary woman." Du Lan's experience made Dong Qiangqiang sigh to himself, "Comparing me to you is really nothing. Hey, am I Xianglin's wife again?"

"So, if you meet this kind of person, just forget it. It's not worth thinking about it all the time. There's no need to torture yourself." Du Lan persuaded, "Speaking of it later, don't you still have a university dormitory to look at? "

"I mainly think this kind of person is very strange." Du Lan's words have a calming power, and Dong Qiangqiang can feel that he is gradually withdrawing from the negative emotions just now, "By the way, I bought a second-hand bicycle. Going to cycle to college right now."

"If the university dormitory is not enough," Du Lan reminded, "you should first find a house that can last as long as possible from the houses you have seen, and then look for a horse on a donkey. Existence, can not be met."

"Don't worry, I know it well. Zheng Chunhua from the student union will take me to a place farther away to look at the house tonight. There are no other houses to look at today. I will also ask her for her opinion and try to make a decision today. "

"Then hurry up, maybe the next one is the house you've been looking for. Good luck." Du Lan blessed.

The two talked for a while, and then Dong Qiangqiang pedaled to the university.

Before going abroad, Dong Qiangqiang’s means of transportation were mainly bicycles, buses, and Line [-] and Line [-] of the BJ subway.When I first arrived in Germany, I mainly used buses. After I bought a pickup, I rarely had the opportunity to ride a bicycle.

On the way to the University of Trier, you have to pass through a large number of slopes. Some steep slopes seem to be able to split the huge waves of mountains and seas, and large tracts of vineyards will flash from time to time beside the slopes.At this time, Dong Qiangqiang would pedal the car very fast before rushing up the slope, even arched his body at the steepest point, and rushed to the highest point of the steep slope.And the highest point is usually above a certain vineyard. He would stare at the turquoise swaying in the autumn wind all over the mountains for a while, recall those good times in the past, and then swoop down amidst the greenery to experience the joy brought by speed. passion.

In this way, he was driving fast all the way, sweating profusely, and the feeling of boredom caused by looking at the house was also swept away.A few ramps passed, and the whole person became refreshed.

The viewing appointment was at 17 o'clock, and Dong Qiangqiang arrived at the campus on "Hot Wheels" in 20 minutes.After a brief phone call with the lessor, and the consent of the other party to allow him to view the house in advance, he went straight to the destination No. 3 dormitory building.

There are four buildings in the student dormitory area next to the main campus, the old building has five floors, and the new building has three floors.The dark green exterior wall varies in shades due to time, but it can be integrated with the green vegetation that can be seen everywhere in the dormitory area, which complements each other.But compared with the private student dormitories that Dong Qiangqiang saw by the river in the afternoon, the old buildings are not standard cuboid buildings.Each dormitory building is composed of several regular hexagonal prism buildings, which are quite deconstructive, and Dong Qiangqiang is amazed.

There are two parking lots in the dormitory area, one is close to the dormitory area and the other is far away, but the farthest is no more than a hundred meters.Looking around Dong Qiangqiang, there are estimated to be hundreds of parking spaces, but only a dozen are sparsely parked at the moment, and it seems that parking will be very convenient in the future.

He strolled into Building No. 3, and immediately smelled a pungent smell of oily smoke.He is also a person who often cooks. You don't need to look to know: someone is cooking with chili.Foreigners almost never use this trick when cooking, so nine times out of ten, some Chinese student is starting a gang.

At a glance, the six dormitory doors on the first floor are all closed.Listening carefully, it seems that there are bursts of ups and downs in Chinese floating down from upstairs. It seems that the master cook is upstairs.

He walked up the stairs, and as soon as he reached the second floor, he saw bursts of white smoke like a white dragon hovering under the ceiling of the second-floor corridor through the glass doors in the corridor and the stairwell, but the windows in the corridor were not closed. One is open.

No wonder it smells so great.Dong Qiangqiang looked behind the glass door while thinking, but unexpectedly saw a dormitory door was wide open, and the Chinese he heard just now seemed to come from behind the glass door.

He couldn't help frowning: It's fine if the door is closed, it's fine, it's probably not appropriate to cook with the door open to loosen the flavor and add a big power amplifier. After all, there are students from other countries in the building. It is too inappropriate for people to eat like this and not care for the public environment.If you encounter a serious foreigner, it will definitely cause conflicts.Even if no one is serious, it is not a good thing to be found out by the dormitory management office.

Thinking of this, he intends to go over to remind the other party to pay attention to the influence, but then he thinks that he should keep a low profile when he is new here, and it is better to do less than one thing more.

He stepped up the stairs to the third floor, but just after taking a few steps, the disgusting face and the vicious words of the third middle-aged man appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, there was a crisp "呲啦" sound from behind the glass door on the second floor, as if something had been thrown into the hot oil, followed by a burst of dense laughter and the sound of clinking glasses.

Dong Qiangqiang's heart seemed to be pricked by something, and his footsteps stopped.

He stood on the stairs for a few seconds, turned around and walked down the stairs, and opened the glass door on the second floor. A strong smell rushed to his face immediately, making him almost unable to open his eyes. The smell was too spicy. right?

While wiping away the smoked tears, he opened all the windows in the corridor, and then strode towards the dormitory with the door open.

Just as he walked to the door of the dormitory, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He turned around and put the phone to his ear.

"Hey, where have you been? Do I need to go downstairs to pick you up?" The lessor's voice came from the phone.

"No, I've already reached the second floor, I'll be there soon."

"Oh, that's good. I thought you went to the wrong building. See you later." The lessor hung up the phone.

When Dong Qiangqiang turned around again, a big shirtless man was standing in front of him, and behind him was a boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and glasses.

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