Liu Fei pulled a dead face and walked into the hotel with Takakura Fumita.

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by a screen full of ink landscape paintings in Chinese style.

Takakura excitedly told Liu Fei how long the history of this painting is and how delicate the blue and white porcelain over there is.

Liu Fei's heart did not fluctuate.

Not to mention that kind of exciting little place, what is the picture of me, a Chinese person, who traveled thousands of miles through several outer spaces to the North American continent to listen to Peking Opera?

My grandmother sang better than that.

Liu Fei felt that Xiao Gao was deliberately fixing himself, and sure enough, those who called Taijun were all bastards.

"The two guest officers, please, what kind of drama do you want to listen to today?" A black old man dressed as a young man in an ancient shop greeted the two of them into the door with big white teeth.

Not to mention, Chinese is quite standard, Huaxia went to college, right?

"Old place, which master's song is it today?" Xiao Gao took Liu Fei over familiarly.

The black brother shop's white teeth were dazzling, and he took a bite of Beijing films: "Hey, you're really in a hurry." Today, I have a new song from Master He Hua - the light of wisdom. The song is the story of the high school emperor Liu Fei falling into the historiography space, and the master Wang Er stepping into the supreme to save Liu Fei, and the old songs are newly arranged. ”

Takakura Funta hurriedly stopped, he heard from his mentor that Wang Er Supreme had fallen, and it had not yet been reported.

The teacher said that Wang Er was supreme and killed the gods who offended the iniquity, and all the gods retreated together, and finally exhausted their strength and fell heroically, which was even more divine than the singing in the play.

It's a pity that the mentor refuses to reveal the reason why Wang Er is the supreme one who killed through the world.

Thinking of this, Takakura Bunta's gossip heart is about to explode again.

The mentor is good at everything, but there are too many bad tastes.

Knowing that he likes to listen to gossip, he refuses to say more every time he says halfway, and half of his age is because he is suffocated by the teacher.

"Your Excellency, why don't we change it?" In front of outsiders, Takakura Funta didn't dare to call Master Liu Fei, so as not to attract too much attention.

Liu Fei was silent for a moment, but said, "If you don't change it, just listen to this." ”

This restaurant looks inconspicuous from the outside, but it is actually quite large inside, with a total of five halls, and the hall is divided into large tables and private rooms, where you can watch different types of Peking Opera.

When Liu Fei and Takakura Bunta came to the third hall of the hot pot hall, they found that it was already full of people.

This is a standard ancient Chinese architectural structure, with red lanterns hanging on it, and a light makeup Tsing Yi babbling and singing a hot song on the stage.

The audience is better from time to time.

This kind of scene really seems to be in ancient times.

Of course, there is a premise, the applauded audience cannot be a group of foreigners.

Liu Fei saw at a glance that at least half of the audience were foreigners.

In front of these goods is a long yellow copper chimney hot pot, the steam is permeated, the red oil is billowing, the spicy aroma of minced ginger and the hot and spicy pepper are mixed together, accompanied by the old butter soup that has been carefully boiled for a long time, so that the air is full of layered spicy and spicy freshness.

Many foreigners are not accustomed to chopsticks, so they simply take a long-handled fork specially prepared for foreigners, roll up a piece of mutton slices and put it in the pot and roll, less than ten seconds, the meat is rich in flavor and fragrant.

A white old man ate in a hurry and had a white face, just stuffed a piece of meat in his mouth, and saw an elegant 'walk' in Tsing Yi on the stage, and he was busy applauding, but he accidentally put a piece of chili pepper in his mouth, and almost died of spicy food.

Liu Fei and Takakura Funta found a side seat and sat down.

Brother Hei's shopkeeper handed over the menu: "What pot base do the two guest officers want?" I'll let the back kitchen prepare it for you first. ”

Liu Fei is a native of Hangzhou, and his taste is light, so he said: "Mandarin duck pot." ”

Unexpectedly, Lao Hei raised his face when he heard it, and said to Liu Fei with a serious face: "I'm sorry, we don't sell mandarin duck pots, and being slightly spicy is our last compromise." ”

Liu Fei: "......"

I must have come to Sichuan Shu fucking right? Or is this black brother actually from a certain Sichuan Shu god?

Takakura Funta laughed: "Your Excellency's taste is very similar to my wife, every time she comes, she complains about why there is no mandarin duck pot in the hot pot hall, so most of the time I accompany her to eat in the Cantonese restaurant first, and then come over to eat hot pot alone." ”

Liu Fei was speechless, Xiao Gao, how lonely do you have to be to accompany your daughter-in-law to eat hot pot alone after dinner?

"Forget it, forget it, then it's slightly spicy, slightly spicy! Yours, understand?" Liu Fei was careless, and Taijun's words popped out.

"Okay, look at it!" the black brother finally smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing Lao Hei leaving, Xiao Gao showed an apologetic smile and said, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know that today's song was this." ”

Liu Fei waved his hand: "It's okay, old Wangtou...... Oh, Wang Er is supreme and benevolent, killing enough sins and then going to the endless historiography space to enjoy pure blessings. Although life over there is relatively hard, and there may be all kinds of strange things, it can be regarded as living in some kind of place. ”

Takakura Bunta nodded, since the revival of the aura, there has never been a supreme historiography in the human race.

finally had a king's supremacy, but it turned into historical dust just after it had just advanced.

Academics say that history is cursed, and that whenever a genius appears, he dies for all sorts of strange reasons.

I didn't expect that even the Supreme Pioneer couldn't avoid it.

The two were about to say a word, when they suddenly heard a boy with a sharp voice, obviously not yet past puberty, with a male duck voice.

"Fake, why is Liu Fei everywhere, why can you still see him when you eat hot pot?"

Liu Fei: "???"

Lao Tzu is getting in the way of you when you eat?

Liu Fei was about to go crazy, when he heard a girl say: "I heard that there is a new play by Liu Fei, the emperor of the college entrance examination, who came here, and you will leave if you don't watch it!"

The male duck hurriedly flattered: "No, no, I love to listen too." “

Then someone next to him said, "Aren't you a classmate with Liu Fei? Do you have any photos of him? Now you can't see his photos everywhere on the Internet." ”

The male duck said disdainfully: "Why should I save the picture of that idiot? But Alice, if you go to the laws of nature to find me, I can arrange for my little brother Liu Fei to take a photo with you." ”

Liu Fei raised his eyebrows, little brother?

He looked up and saw five young foreigners three tables away, and the familiar male duck voice happened to be an acquaintance.

Cantor Tesla.

Liu Fei, hehe, it's really a family party with his parents.

Xiaokang, your parents are so young.

Fumita Takakura chuckled: "Cantor Tesla doesn't seem to like you very much." ”

"It doesn't matter, I can't make the whole world like me, half is enough. Liu Fei said magnificently.

He smiled, "Half of the world is women." ”

A few young men over there seemed to be Cantor Tesla's high school classmates, and the only blonde girl present was clearly the center of attention.

Several young people, including Cantor Tesla, flattered her.

But the blonde seemed to be more interested in the muscular young man next to Cantor Tesla, whose arms were thicker than Cantor's waist, and the two talked very happily and didn't talk much to the others.

Cantor was already three years younger than his classmates, and his skinny body was even more inconspicuous when he sat next to the sturdy boy.

Obviously, the identity of the University of Natural Law is not as important as appearance and figure in front of young people who are bursting with hormones.

Looking at the somewhat lost Canto Tesla, Liu Fei touched his phone and sent him a text message.

"Call a bully, the bully covers you tonight. ”