London's West End is one of the world's two largest theatre centres along with New York's Broadway, an international stage for the performing arts and synonymous with the British theatre scene. To be precise, West End theatres refer specifically to the 49 theatres managed, owned or used by members of the London Theatre Society. With the exception of a few theatres such as the Barbican Centre in the City of the City, the National Theatre and the Old Vic Theatre on the South Bank, the Amphitheatre in Regent's Park, and the Shakespeare's Globe Theatre in Southwark, most of the 49 theatres are concentrated in the two blocks of Shaftesbury and Black Mark, with a radius of less than one square mile, forming a theatre district in the heart of the city where the business and entertainment industries are highly developed, also known as the West End. There are about 100 theatres in London, and there are more than 40 theatre districts, which have deservedly become synonymous with the British theatre industry. With so many theaters concentrated in such a limited area, only Broadway in New York can be compared to it in the world, and the West End is much older than Broadway in terms of historical tradition.

Getting out of the car in the parking lot in the West District, Ah Ming put his arm on the edge of the window and beckoned to Liang Xiao and Feiya: "Hey, Liang Xiao, remember, call me when it's over, I'll pick you up." ”

"Wouldn't it be nice for you to watch it with us?" Liang Xiao said helplessly, "Every time I leave you alone like this, to be honest, I feel a little cruel." ”

Ah Ming laughed and patted the car window, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Liang Xiao's arm and pulled him to his side, leaning on his ear and whispering: "I'll tell you, you, take good care of Miss, so that I will be satisfied." ”

After speaking, Ah Ming let go of Liang Xiao and said with a smile: "Remember to have fun with Miss." ”

Looking at Ah Ming, who drove the car away, Liang Xiao was a little speechless for a while, and at this moment, his sleeve was gently pulled by Feiya a few times.

Turning her head to look at Feiya, she saw her head up, looking straight at Liang Xiao with watery eyes, and a smile on her face: "Let's go." ”

"Oh...... Good. Liang Xiao didn't react for a while, and then nodded.

However, as soon as the words fell, Fei Ya's hand pulling Liang Xiao's sleeve slid down, and gently grabbed Liang Xiao's hand, very natural, not deliberate, as if she had long been used to this kind of action.

The moment the hand was caught, Liang Xiao felt that the speed of his heart's beating suddenly accelerated, and he didn't even dare to turn his head, and looked at Feiya from the corner of his eye, only to see that her head was also slightly to the side, and he couldn't see the look on her face, but even so, Liang Xiao could still feel the soft little hand that was holding him, a little stiff.

Well...... Fortunately, it seems that he is not embarrassed alone.

Coughing slightly, Liang Xiao said in a low voice: "There is still a while before the play starts, shall we go eat something?" ”

Fei Ya didn't speak, nor did she look at Liang Xiao, just nodded lightly.

Looking at Feiya's steps that stood in place as if she had taken root and did not move at all, Liang Xiao suddenly had the courage to squat down in front of Feiya, and directly carried Feiya, who was standing in place before she had time to react.

"You look like you can't walk." Liang Xiao said with a smile, "In that case, I'll carry you, take a look, let's go over there?" ”

looked at Liang Xiao with a surprised face, and gradually, Fei Ya understood what was going on, bit her lip and smiled a little shyly, and put her hands on Liang Xiao's shoulders: "Then, go forward." "Ranwen

"Okay~"

Carrying Feiya on his back, Liang Xiao walked on the streets of London's West End full of pedestrians, if this behavior was placed in the past, Liang Xiao might feel a little embarrassed, because he had only carried Liang Xue alone since he was a child, and that was when he was in junior high school, he had never done such a thing since the third year of junior high school, but now, Liang Xiao did not feel any sense of shame, although some people looked at them when they passed by, but Liang Xiao, who was carrying Feiya, was still walking forward with his head held high, as if on this street at this time, It's just the two of them.

When chatting with Liang Xue before, Liang Xiao asked, what is the difference between Japanese dramas and Korean dramas, I can't see it, why is there such a big difference between people who like Japanese dramas and those who like Korean dramas?

Liang Xue, who has browsed a lot of various Japanese dramas, American dramas, Korean dramas and domestic soap operas, pondered for a short time and then said: "What about Korean dramas, that is, I can find you shining at a glance in the crowd. As for Japanese dramas, it is two ordinary men and women, walking in the crowd, they only shine in each other's eyes, and that's probably it. ”

Yes, that's probably it, although Scarlet is not ordinary, and she is not ordinary in a certain way, but ......

This should be, they are sparkling in each other's eyes, right?

In a dessert shop, Fei Ya was sitting inside and eating a cake without a window, while Liang Xiao went to the bathroom and ran outside the dessert shop.

Feiya likes to eat cakes, which is also what Liang Xiao only discovered for a while, the list that Armin gave him before did not say that Feiya likes sweets, it seems that she didn't have the habit of promoting her hobbies when she was at home.

However, it is also because the sweet tooth can catch Feiya's appetite that Liang Xiao has ample opportunity to come out and do his own thing, and what he has to do now is to make a phone call first, however, this call is not to Nero, but to St. Petersburg, which is far away across the ocean.

Worried in his heart, listening to the beep on the phone, Liang Xiao stood in the phone booth and looked around to make sure that no one was paying attention to him.

"Hello, who is it, I hope to say soon, I don't have enough phone bills here." The phone was connected at this moment, and a voice came from it that was not so familiar, but Liang Xiao could react immediately, he had found the right person.

"Uh...... What, is it President Owen? Although he was able to confirm it, Liang Xiao still asked tentatively.

"That's right, this is Owen." Owen, the president of the Saints' Society, was sitting in his office at the moment, sitting in a chair with Jiro's legs crossed, and beside him, his assistant Yui Kamo was helping him review all kinds of documents with a tearless face.

"I'm Liang Xiao, from the Tirnano Division, that ......"

"Oh, Liang Xiao, I know you." Owen replied, "You killed Nero, I remember it clearly, yes man, this is the first time I performed so well, I hope we meet next time." ”