Chapter 7: Encounters in the Park
"This is really" looked at the plaque in a daze, Zhang Cheng didn't know what to say. This strong sense of immediacy kept him there.
After a moment, the corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth hooked, and he chuckled, "It's really funny." This era is even better than I imagined. ”
"Fuck off, bastard!" A noisy shouting sound woke Zhang Cheng up, and his eyes were focused on seeing several bearded Ah San with white cloth on their heads beating a blonde young man lying on the ground with a baton in his hand.
Zhang Cheng frowned, and was about to walk over to take a look, but when he heard the blonde young man with blood flowing from his mouth and nose dodging a baton on the ground, shouting loudly: "This is the land of England!" Why can't I go in! ”
"Damn it!" The bearded Ah San made a more ruthless move. While waving a baton, he shouted, "You lowly inferior, this is a place that only Chinese people can visit, what are you talking nonsense!" This is the land that belongs to the Ming Empire, not your England! ”
There are a lot of people in the neighborhood. There are Ah San wearing police uniforms and leggings, well-dressed Chinese, and many native Englanders.
The Chinese were just pointing and watching the jokes, while the Englishmen were mostly sad and angry, but no one stepped forward to help the young man.
Zhang Cheng paused, squinted his eyes, walked past several people, and walked towards the gate of the park. I can do what you can do in this world.
"Honorable sir, the cost of a silver dollar for the ticket." A neatly dressed Ah San with a flattering look bowed over stood beside Zhang Cheng and wanted to collect tickets.
"Don't listen to him." As soon as Zhang Cheng put his hand into his pocket, he heard someone shouting from the side: "Huaxia people don't want money when they enter the door, he is a liar." ”
Before Zhang Cheng could say anything, Ah San, who was about to collect money from him, suddenly rushed out like a rabbit. In an instant, it had disappeared around the corner of the street.
"Hello, my name is Li Bo, you just came to London, right?" A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, meticulous combing of his hair back, well-dressed and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses came to Zhang Cheng's side and greeted him with a smile.
"My name is Zhang Cheng, and I'm coming to London for the first time." Zhang Cheng paused, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and chuckled in response.
"That Tianzhu man is here all the year round to deceive the Chinese who just came to London, it's really bad." The middle-aged man named Li Bo had an expression of righteous indignation, and Zhang Cheng twitched the corner of his eye.
"How did he know I had just arrived?" Zhang Cheng asked softly.
"Huh." Li Bo raised his hand and pushed his glasses, looking at Zhang Cheng, "Your temperament is not at all like living in London for a long time, you can see it at a glance." ”
Zhang Cheng looked down at himself suspiciously, but he didn't feel that there was anything that could be seen at a glance.
"You're here for business? Or to visit relatives? If there's anything you need help with, just ask. Li Bo patted his chest, looking familiar. After that, he leaned over slightly and approached Zhang Cheng, and asked in a strange low voice, "If you have any contraband you want, just ask, as long as you want it, I can get it for you." ”
Zhang Cheng shook his head, "Thank you, I just want to go into the park and have a walk." "Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Although Zhang Cheng wasn't sure what this man named Li Bo meant, he didn't mind guessing the intentions of others with the greatest malice in this completely unfamiliar era.
"Here's my business card." Li Bo was not disgusted at all by Zhang Cheng's faint rejection, and handed over a beautifully crafted business card with a smile: "You can find me if you need anything." ”
"Haitao Trading, salesman?" Zhang Cheng glanced at the business card and didn't say anything. I don't know why, Zhang Cheng always felt that he had a faint sense of rejection for this person named Li Bo.
After a small episode, Zhang Chengcheng walked into the huge park.
The small bridge is flowing and green.
The cobblestone paths are hidden in the greenery, unknown flowers bloom everywhere, and clear water flows along several streams into a pond in the middle of the park. Beautiful fish swim freely in the water, a peaceful and comfortable scene.
There are many well-dressed Chinese people strolling around this park. Most of them come in pairs, or as a family of several people. There are very few people like Zhang Cheng who are alone.
Think in the heat. Naya's bullets rained, and then look at the peace and tranquility here. Zhang Cheng's mood became dull for no reason.
'Ding Ding Dong ~~~' A pleasant piano sound came, adding an inexplicable atmosphere to the scenery in front of him.
Turning to look at the shade in the distance, Zhang Cheng's eyes suddenly froze. There was a delicate pavilion, and a girl in white with long hair was sitting in front of a grand piano, playing piano music with a serious expression.
Zhang Cheng has heard this piece, and it is a famous song of the piano master Beethoven pathos. But what Zhang Cheng cares about now is not the tune, but the girl who plays the piano.
Crystal clear and smooth skin, slender and graceful neck like a swan, pure eyes staring intently at the score, delicate to the perfect white side face. Zhang Cheng, who had just come down from the battlefield and had not completely calmed down, was suddenly seconded.
Zhang Cheng couldn't help but walk towards the pavilion. He tightened his hands and felt his throat feel a little dry. It is human nature to be attracted to the opposite sex with excellence.
There were many people around the gazebo watching the performance. Zhang Cheng walked over and stood outside silently watching and listening. Looking at the girl who was focused on playing, Zhang Cheng felt that his restless mood was much calmer.
At the end of the song, thunderous applause rang out all around, and everyone did not hesitate to give the girl a round of applause.
The long-haired girl stood up and saluted the crowd around her.
Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his lips and mustered up the courage to step forward to talk. Men are always very courageous at this time.
"Miss Xu, your piano is so good."
"Miss Xu, can I invite you to dinner?"
"I am the second officer of the cruiser Foshan of the Imperial Navy"
"Miss Xu, I am your admirer."
"Miss Xu, my father is the general manager of Dashan Trading"
"Miss Xu"
Zhang Cheng looked stunned at a group of well-dressed, well-dressed men, wearing formal or beautiful military uniforms, and instantly surrounded them. Flashing his eyes, he showed his courtesy to the long-haired girl. Sure enough, competition is everywhere.
Before Zhang Cheng could think about whether to introduce himself, several people dressed as servants had already leaned in and pushed away all those admirers. Escorting the long-haired girl out of the gazebo.
Looking at the girl's distant figure, Zhang Cheng's fiery heart gradually quieted down. Just now, when the admirers were courteous, the girl had always been very polite with a slight smile on her face. But Zhang Cheng could see that she didn't care too much at all.
Each of those admirers looks like a successful person, at least at the moment, much stronger than Zhang Cheng.
"You still have to get ahead first." Clenching his fists vigorously, Zhang Cheng turned around and walked towards the gate.
After returning to the Blue Rose Hotel, Zhang Cheng took off his coat and lay down on the soft bed. Close your eyes and think about everything you've encountered over the past few days. It's amazing to go through this kind of thing.
After a moment, Zhang Cheng got up and took out his package and took out his men's backpack. It's a personal belongings he brought with him from the modern day and space. Absolutely unbeatable high tech in this era.
took out the mobile phone and lay back on the bed, boredly looking at the pictures in the phone, nostalgic for the boring but stable life in the past.
The history that Zhang Cheng knows has no meaning in this time and space. He could not borrow the prescience to ascend to heaven in one step. In this era, China is an empire that rules the world and the sun never sets, and it does not need Zhang Cheng to save it.
Zhang Cheng was a little confused.
"Others are either familiar with history to change the world, or they sweep the world with a golden finger. Why is there nothing left when you come to me? After a while, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but complain, "What should I do now?" You can't really be a mercenary, can you? ”
Putting down the phone, he remembered the long-haired girl he met in the park, and Zhang Cheng felt inexplicable emotions in his heart. Before I knew it, I gradually fell asleep.
After dinner, Boss Xu found Zhang Cheng and handed him a document: "This is your new identity certificate." ”
"Thank you so much." Seeing that the things that had been bothering him for a long time were easily solved, Zhang Cheng hurriedly thanked him.
"Do you have any plans?" Boss Xu smiled and motioned for Zhang Cheng to go to the café to sit together.
"I'm still thinking about it for the time being. Does Boss Xu have any good introductions? After ordering a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, Zhang Cheng replied softly.
Boss Xu crossed his legs, took out a cigarette and lit it, and looked at Zhang Cheng, "I have some friends in the police station, maybe I can introduce you to a job there." ”
After a moment of deep silence, Zhang Cheng spoke, "I want to think about it." ”
"No problem." Boss Xu took the coffee handed by the waiter and looked at Zhang Cheng with a smile, "I can see that you are a young man with ideas." I came here when I was your age. As a senior, I would like to give you some advice. ”
"Please." Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows and put down the coffee cup in his hand.
"There's a lot of opportunity here, there's gold everywhere. But. Boss Xu's expression froze, leaned forward slightly, and put his hands together on the table. looked at Zhang Cheng with blazing eyes: "There are too many young people like you and me who come here to break through, trying to get out of their own sky." But most of them failed. The simple reason is that you should never aim too high. Can you understand, lad? ”
Zhang Cheng paused, then lowered his eyelids and chuckled, "Thank you." ”