Inside a stadium in Country A.
A thin man, looking tired and numb, was mopping the floor. His face was sallow and so thin that he had almost no flesh on his face. His cheekbones were prominent, making his originally handsome face look strangely mean.
Just then, a group of tall, white-skinned people from country A entered the lounge one after another.
They were joking and playing around in Mandarin A, their arms around each other's shoulders.
"Hey, have you guys heard? The country of China invited our team to their country for an exchange program! Have you signed up?"
The man uttered questions, but his face showed disdain.
"Ha! What's so great about going to a place like that? It's so poor! There's nothing to eat and nothing fun to do!"
"Who says otherwise? But the higher-ups have given orders, and our team has to organize people to go there."
...
The others all wore identical expressions of disdain, clearly looking down on the invitation.
While the people here were still discussing whether or not to apply, the man in the corner, who was avoiding them, had an astonishingly bright eye.
His heart was pounding strongly in his chest, like the sound of a drumbeat. He knew that his chance had come!
In the afternoon, he found an opportunity to knock on the table tennis coach's office door.
"Please come in!"
The man entered the office, his forehead beaded with sweat from nervousness.
The blond coach looked at him suspiciously. "Who are you? Bai? Do you need something?"
The man he called White swallowed hard, speaking fluent A language as well.
"Mr. Williams, I heard that you have been invited by China to lead a delegation to their country for friendly exchanges..."
"Could I apply to accompany the team as a translator?"
Coach Williams just looked at him without saying a word.
This man had smuggled himself into Country A. Without an identity or household registration, he couldn't find a job and was constantly hiding and starving. When he was about to starve to death at the entrance of the stadium, the man couldn't bear it and took him into the stadium.
Thinking that they were still short of a cleaner, they decided to keep him on as a cleaner after he recovered.
After that, I didn't pay attention anymore and almost forgot that such a person existed.
This person suddenly appeared in front of him today, saying that he wanted to join the team as a translator, which put him in a bit of a dilemma.
"Bai, you need to understand that your identity is unknown, and it would be really inappropriate for me to take you there..."
"After all, this invitation is a crucial opportunity for the two countries to ease relations and re-establish friendly exchanges, and everyone brought along must be someone we know well."
If anything goes wrong, I, as the coach in charge, will have to take full responsibility!
He didn't want to take any risks. It wasn't like they couldn't find a suitable translator. This man had come illegally, and his identity couldn't be traced at all.
Bai could hear his concerns and felt conflicted and anxious.
He has to go back! Ever since Grandpa got off the ship, my uncles and aunts have been unwilling to take him, this burden, with them.
They even tried to prevent him from causing trouble and fighting for the property.
They secretly divided up the things their grandfather left behind, leaving him only a little before abandoning him on the ship.
When he woke up after the effects of the drug wore off, they had already disembarked, and he was taken to Country A by the ship.
He had limited money and didn't last long before he was left homeless and starving.
Fortunately, Coach Williams saved his life, but he was really fed up with this busy, tiring and penniless life!
He dreams of going back!
Back in China, he has his parents, sister, and grandfather. As long as he goes back, things will get better!
He must seize this opportunity!
“Mr. Williams, I am from China. As you know, our country is in turmoil. I escaped with my elders!”
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