Domination in America, Starting from being a Boxing Champion-Chapter 355 - 311 I Kiss A Girl

The M86 bus didn’t have air conditioning, but the temperature inside was still more than ten degrees warmer than outside. As soon as you entered the bus, you could feel a wave of warm air envelop you.

Since it was an early morning service, there weren’t many people. Link, wearing a baseball cap, sat in a front seat on the upper deck of the bus where he had the best view. He could see the heavy rain and the buildings lost in it through the window.

Dadalio sat down next to him, shoulder to shoulder. Link’s shoulders seemed to be forever warm, while hers were as cold as stone.

Dadalio had heard that people with strong bodies have faster blood circulation and higher body temperatures than normal. Someone like Link must be very strong.

"Thank you! I’ll buy you a coffee next time."

Dadalio said, as she had only brought her music player with her when she left home. She didn’t bring anything else, and Link had helped her buy the bus ticket.

"Don’t you check the weather forecast before going out for a run?"

Link asked the girl beside him.

Dadalio, smoothing her damp fringe, laughed and said, "I don’t usually go out for a run. I woke up early today and saw it looked foggy outside, like it was going to rain. I thought running in a light rain would be fun, so I just took my music player. I didn’t expect it to rain this heavily halfway through."

"I watched the weather forecast, and it mentioned light to moderate rain today, but it turned out to be so inaccurate."

Link leaned lazily back in his seat, looking at the rain-soaked city, which felt cooler and somewhat cleaner.

"It would have been better if this heavy rain had fallen in Paris. Last month I was in Paris filming Woody Allen’s new movie. He said Paris is most beautiful after the rain and planned to film several scenes on rainy days. Unfortunately, it didn’t rain for over a month of shooting. Woody Allen was very disappointed and, in the end, had to change the script."

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"Was it ’Midnight in Paris’? I read about that film project in the news, a sister piece to ’Midnight in Barcelona’. It must also be a great movie."

Dadalio said.

"Yes, it’s a very artsy film. I practiced for a long time to get the lead male role right, and I almost got lost in the character."

"You’re amazing. You’re a world boxing champion, sing so beautifully, and your acting is fantastic. Yet I can’t even do well in the one line of acting. Sometimes I feel so stupid."

Dadalio pouted slightly and said in annoyance.

Link smiled slightly and found that when she puffed up her cheeks, she somewhat resembled Selena, just with a more mature face shape, not Selena’s eternal baby face, which was adorably cute.

"Are you satisfied with your life now?"

"...It’s not bad."

Dadalio thought for a moment before saying, "My family supports my acting career. Every time they see me on screen in a small role, they cheer and celebrate as if I had won an Olympic gold medal. They love me, and I love them too. Yes, I’m very satisfied."

Link said, "That does sound pretty good, luckier than me. Even though I have many crowns and honors and am pursued by media and fans wherever I go, like the center of attention of the world, when I return home, there’s no one else in the room but me. Happy and joyful moments have no one to share with, and it feels like I’ve been abandoned by the entire world. So, the life you have now is really enviable."

Dadalio turned to look at him and saw that the melancholy emotion between his brows had deepened. Her heart couldn’t help but flutter, and she wanted to reach out and give him a hug to remove the cold from his heart.

But she didn’t have the courage. She brushed her hair from her ear and shrugged, saying, "I’m not that enviable. I really want to act in arthouse films. I’ve tried many auditions, but those casting directors say my eyes are too big, which makes it easy to break character in arthouse films, and that my acting skills are average.

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Okay, I haven’t performed in plays and haven’t received professional acting training, so my skills certainly aren’t on par with Broadway actors.

But I’m working hard. Whenever I get a role, I study the script seriously. In my free time, I even go to performing arts schools nearby to improve myself. Still, at the auditions, they’re reluctant to give me the parts. It infuriates me."

Link smiled gently as he listened to the girl continue, "And then there are my parents, who, although supportive of my acting, often urge me to start a relationship and get married soon. They say getting married doesn’t conflict with acting, but I know it’s not that simple. Once a woman gets married and has children, her time is no longer her own. Continuing to act becomes nearly impossible, so my life is also a mess."

"That does sound a bit annoying. So, are we having a misery competition here?"

"Uh, it seems like it."

Dadalio covered her mouth and chuckled, finding it strange that she would share her innermost thoughts with a guy she had met less than half an hour ago. But speaking out felt good.

The bus’s sound system began to play Link’s song "Someone You Loved".

I’m going under and this time

I fear there’s no one to save me

This all or nothing really got a way of driving me crazy

I need somebody to heal

Somebody to know

Somebody to have

Somebody to hold

"You sing really well. I also have this song in my music player; it’s great to listen to on a rainy day."

Dadalio said, admiring the music.

Link, too, listened to the song playing over the speakers. He used to listen to his own songs as if watching his own movies in a cinema, involuntarily comparing with the original, and feeling a sense of detachment from the world.