mynovelweb Chapter 140 Checking into the Hotel
Chapter 140 Checking into the Hotel
Having escaped the suffocating cabin air and then endured the tedious and rigorous immigration inspection in the customs hall...
The family of three was completely exhausted and barely had the strength to speak.
"Haohao, hurry up and take a taxi to the hotel to lie down and rest. I feel like my back is about to break."
"Okay! Let's go, let's go call a car! Huihui looks exhausted too."
The three of them dragged their heavy steps out of the airport hall, where a dense line of various ride-hailing cars and taxis stretched out outside the terminal.
As the only "English-speaking person" in the family, Su Hao decisively stepped forward and waved.
Soon, a black Uber SUV quietly glided over and stopped in front of them.
"Hi, could you please take us to the hotel near Cambridge? Thank you."
(Hello, could you please recommend this hotel near Cambridge? Thank you.)
Su Hao gave the Black driver the exact street name of their destination in extremely fluent English, which even carried a pure Boston old-money accent.
The driver was visibly taken aback, probably not expecting the young man from the East to have such a fluent accent...
They immediately showed great enthusiasm, repeatedly saying "No problem," and diligently helped them carry the two heavy boxes into the trunk.
With the door closed, the SUV smoothly merged into Boston's traffic.
As soon as she sat in the back seat of this exotic car, Su Hui, who had been as listless as a wilted eggplant, was instantly revitalized!
She knelt on the seat, pressed her face tightly against the car window, as if she wanted to imprint her whole face on it, and desperately looked out.
"Wow! Mom, brother! Look, it really is America!"
Just like in the movies, the road signs and bridges over there are all in English that I can't understand!
As the car drove onto the bridge spanning the river, the view suddenly opened up.
The driver, glancing in his rearview mirror, realized the family were tourists, and enthusiastically raised his hand, pointing towards the opposite bank:
"See? That's MIT."
Following the direction the driver pointed, Su Hao turned his head.
Across the Charles River, shimmering with golden light under the sun, amidst a cluster of classic red-brick buildings steeped in history, the iconic silver-domed campus came into view for the family.
Lin Wan's gaze was fixed on the silver dome, her voice suddenly becoming thick with emotion, and her eyes involuntarily welled up with tears:
"I can't believe it... that my son would one day receive an invitation from such a world-class university and be treated as an honored guest."
Mom has been so lucky in her life.
Su Hao didn't speak, but silently reached out and grasped his mother's slightly trembling hand.
However, the warmth did not last long.
As soon as I got off the bus, the bone-chilling Boston sea breeze, known for its ability to penetrate the soul, came crashing down on me with extreme brutality.
Su Hao, who had just crawled out of the warm car, was caught off guard and gasped for air. His nose was instantly frozen and he lost all feeling. Even his nerve endings felt a stinging pain like needles!
"Ugh, I'm freezing! It's so cold!"
Wearing a thick down jacket, Su Hui shivered like a frightened little turtle, then suddenly pulled her head back into her neck.
I glanced at the weather forecast on my phone, and although the temperature data was almost identical to that of a harsh winter in China...
But Boston is, after all, a coastal city, and the unobstructed sea breeze is like a thorny whip, with maximum physical penetration.
"Quick! Get inside the lobby! The wind is too strong, you don't want to catch a cold on your first day."
After urging his mother and sister to go inside to avoid the storm, Su Hao stood alone on the steps outside the hotel.
He took deep breaths of the unfamiliar air, thick with the scent of capitalism and academic jargon, forcibly calming the slight turmoil in his chest, and looked up at the vast sky.
The weather in Boston today is fantastic; the sky is a deep, clear blue, as if it had been washed clean, with not a single cloud in sight.
The sunlight was dazzling, but it also had a cold, austere feel to it.
"I never imagined it would actually come to this."
Su Hao sighed inwardly.
Although he wasn't entirely sure what he would ultimately gain from this long journey at this youth forum that brought together the world's most brilliant minds.
But just turning his head, he saw the genuine happiness on his mother and sister's faces through the glass...
He felt that, just for this moment alone, this trip to the United States was already worth the price of admission.
After entering the lobby, Su Hao naturally took over all the check-in procedures and the translation and communication work in the all-English environment.
Su Hao calmly handed the reservation confirmation to the front desk.
The blonde, blue-eyed hotel receptionist tapped a few keys on the keyboard, checking the permissions marked with a special star in the system...
He immediately dropped his previous perfunctory attitude, flashed a standard professional smile with eight teeth, and nodded respectfully repeatedly.
"Welcome to Boston, Mr. Su. It's our honor to host a distinguished guest of MIT. Here is your room key.
(Welcome to Boston, Mr. Su. It is our honor to host distinguished guests from MIT. Here is your room key.)
Thank you.
Standing to the side guarding the suitcase, Lin Wan watched as her son and the foreigner smoothly completed the negotiation and effortlessly accepted the two gold-embossed room keys. Her face was filled with disbelief.
"Haohao, when did your English become so good? You don't even stutter once!"
Oh dear, now Mom can finally relax completely. My Hao Hao is so reliable now!
On the contrary, Su Hui, who was holding her mother's hand, had a completely matter-of-fact expression on her face, as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
In her simple worldview, her brother was an omnipotent superman, so what did it matter that he could speak bird language?
She wouldn't be surprised if her brother could fly on a sword tomorrow.
Take the elevator to the upper floor.
It must be said that MIT, as a combination of top financial and academic giants, is indeed very generous in its treatment of geniuses.
The accommodation they fully sponsored for the invitees was a luxurious double room with a great view at this five-star hotel.
After Su Hao asked the front desk in fluent English to add an extra bed free of charge, the suite felt spacious and comfortable even for three people.
While his mother and sister went into the bathroom to wash up and rest, Su Hao quietly sat down at the desk by the window and opened his laptop.
The screen glowed softly, displaying a densely packed forum schedule sent by the organizers on the calendar.
The first day consisted of welcome speeches and keynote addresses from leaders from various sectors.
The second day was a closed-door discussion session where top representatives from various countries engaged in a real-life, hands-on discussion.
The last day consisted of a slightly more relaxed campus tour and academic networking activities.
"A closed-door discussion? Will they bombard me with questions about my previous papers?"
To be honest, as someone who was stepping into such a prestigious international venue for the first time...
It is not entirely clear what kind of terrifying symposium format this "Young Mathematicians Forum," which is rumored to be so prestigious, actually holds.
But just looking at this packed schedule, a high-intensity academic battle with the world's top geniuses is already inevitable.
"Heh, who cares? Bring it on, I'll deal with it. If it's a battle of computing power, I've never been afraid of anyone."
Su Hao took a deep breath, banishing those chaotic thoughts from his mind.
He opened his email, his fingers flew across the keyboard, and sent a confirmation email to Professor Olson using highly professional English.
He indicated that he had settled in smoothly and would take some time during the forum breaks to personally visit the guesthouse.
After clicking send, Su Hao's tense nerves finally relaxed.
He didn't even have the strength to take off his clothes, so he collapsed onto the soft bed fully clothed.
The jet lag from the reversed day-night cycle, coupled with the lingering fatigue from the long, 10,000-meter journey...
Without the support of adrenaline, an irresistible, intense drowsiness surged in from all directions like a tidal wave bursting its banks, instantly engulfing his consciousness.