>Be me, high school senior
>A set of Chinese twins enter my grade in the middle of the year
>It was a boy and a girl. Ving and Ling Chingchongsomething
>Parents must have smashed on sake to think of those gems
>Both are in my trig class
>Ving sits next to me, turns out to be pretty cool
>He tells me I can cheat off his test if I do one thing for him
>I'm failing trig, I'd sell my soul for his answers
>"Sure, anything"
>He asks me how to legally change his name
>He's sick of having a stupid-ass name like Ving
>Can't say I blame him
>Ask him what he wants his name to be
>"Lee, like Bruce Lee"
>Soundsgood.jpg
>Ling overhears us from a few rows away
>Says that his name has been passed down for generations
>His parents would disown him if he changed it
>Ving doesn't give a shit
>I offer to drive him down to the town hall after-school
>Ling insists on tagging along
>Shrug, drive them both
>Walk into town hall, Ving goes straight to the front desk
>Demands a form, pulls out his birth certificate
>Shitgotreal.jpg
>Starts scribbling info down on name change sheet
>Suddenly looks conflicted
>Tears start welling up
>Apparently that ancestral shit runs deep
>Tells receptionist that he can't do it
>She says he'll have to pay a fee to cancel his request
>Stupid-ass small-town laws
>Ling is just glad he changed his mind, she grabs some money from her purse
>Is about hand over the money when some guy bursts into the town Hall
>Short elderly Asian man, neon shorts and American flag T-shirt with Ray Bans
>Someone's gone full 'Murican
>Ving stares at the man, tears dripping down his yellow cheeks
>"Dad...?"
>Dad runs up and embraces his son
>Huge smile on his face
>"Don't stop, be Lee, Ving."
>"Hold on to that fee, Ling."
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[quote]>Be me, high school senior >A set of Chinese twins enter my grade in the middle of the year >It was a boy and a girl. Ving and Ling Chingchongsomething >Parents must have smashed on sake to think of those gems >Both are in my trig class >Ving sits next to me, turns out to be pretty cool >He tells me I can cheat off his test if I do one thing for him >I'm failing trig, I'd sell my soul for his answers >"Sure, anything" >He asks me how to legally change his name >He's sick of having a stupid-ass name like Ving >Can't say I blame him >Ask him what he wants his name to be >"Lee, like Bruce Lee" >Soundsgood.jpg >Ling overhears us from a few rows away >Says that his name has been passed down for generations >His parents would disown him if he changed it >Ving doesn't give a shit >I offer to drive him down to the town hall after-school >Ling insists on tagging along >Shrug, drive them both >Walk into town hall, Ving goes straight to the front desk >Demands a form, pulls out his birth certificate >Shitgotreal.jpg >Starts scribbling info down on name change sheet >Suddenly looks conflicted >Tears start welling up >Apparently that ancestral shit runs deep >Tells receptionist that he can't do it >She says he'll have to pay a fee to cancel his request >Stupid-ass small-town laws >Ling is just glad he changed his mind, she grabs some money from her purse >Is about hand over the money when some guy bursts into the town Hall >Short elderly Asian man, neon shorts and American flag T-shirt with Ray Bans >Someone's gone full 'Murican >Ving stares at the man, tears dripping down his yellow cheeks >"Dad...?" >Dad runs up and embraces his son >Huge smile on his face >"Don't stop, be Lee, Ving." >"Hold on to that fee, Ling."[/quote]