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          HANGENG’S STORY          

My family and I moved to another country, from China to Korea. My pa already taught me some Korean simple words that are important to meet new peoples. The truth is I don’t really want to leave China and leave my best friends like Zhoumi, and Henry there. My life will be so much worse when I only have my annoying sister named Song Qian! But although she’s annoying she’s cute and beautiful too. And most

People are saying my pa is really rich, but I don’t think like that. I’m the same like many people. I really want to be threatened like normal people, not like a prince like in China. I wish Korea is a better place to live as a normal person.

My ma said she got many friends from China lives in Korea too, and we don’t have to be afraid a fact that we’re really a foreigner.

Well, my live starts begin, and I have no idea what will come next... We’ll see~

When the first time we arrived to the house, I’m not quite amazed because the size of my house is the same as my house at China. When I went inside, I can see the whole room had all the furniture already, not quite surprised. But my sister is really noisy; she’s spazzing over our new house. I really want to tell her to shut up but I’m afraid pa will scold me, because he never scolded me before.

I went to my room at the second floor while the maid already brought my luggage here. I started to unpack my things and put it in the places. The room is quite different with my old room. It’s soft blue painted wall while my old room color is Black, my favorite color.

My old room really looks gloomy, and I think my new room is better. I lie on my bed, it’s quite comfy. The bedcover is blue too. No wonder, this made me love the color blue. I’m really tired, even though the plane only took 2 hours; I haven’t sleep from last night because I’m afraid Korea will be worse. But I think it’s the opposite now.

I started to close my eyes then suddenly I heard the door opened and someone screamed. “Hangeng oppaaaaaa!” And then she giggled. She’s cute, but really annoying to me. “I’ll start to call you oppa from now!”

“Yea right, you really want to look like you’re really Korean.” I said without looking at her.

“But people will notice too! My Korean wasn’t great. Yah! Oppa you have to change your clothes first and then go to sleep if you want.”

I rolled my eyes because of her bossy behavior. “Who are you? Our ma?”

“No! I’m her daughter. I’ll better leave you alone, Jalja oppa~~~.” This time I get up and she her waved at me.

“Hey, Jalja only used when it’s night time you babo.” Hey, my Korean is really good!

“Oh.. Oppa what is babo?” Darn! If she tells mum I said babo to her, I’m going to die in no time. Oh my god my life.

“Umm...mmm... babo is beautiful! Yes, you’re so babo, Song Qian!”

“Really, oppa? Thank you! You’re so nice! You never said that to me before. Oh my gosh! I’m really babo~.” I tried hard to hold my laughter. The way she said ‘I’m really babo’ Yes, Song Qian. You really are.  

Just before she went out of my room, she turned around. “Oh oh! And call me Victoria now! It’s quite glamorous right? Since I really like David Beckham and ma gave me that name while we’re in Korea. Victoria Beckham is really babo so I am too! Okay oppa, see ya!”
When she gets out of my room, I laugh out loud. I couldn’t stop laughing after about 2 minutes; it kept reminding me how she said herself pabo.

Oh yeah, since my name is Han Geng, I don’t really want to change my name. So I’ll just change the geng to ‘Kyung’ that will make my name a little bit more Korean. HanKyung is perfect right?

I didn’t feel sleepy again, thanks to her. But I forced myself to sleep since tomorrow my first day of school and meet new people. Can someone take me to China again? Because I don’t really want people to know my real identity to be a son of the richest man in China. I really hate that.

Do I have to hide my identity and ignore people when they asked me where do I live, who are my mother and father? I guess I can.

Just, tomorrow will be a god day for me, being a normal person. I hope