Under the leadership of the staff, Ma Wei and several people came to the No. 4 VIP room with large bags of snacks.

Each theater has a high-rise hall separate from the lobby, which not only has a great view, but also does not have to worry about being disturbed by other people, and if you need privacy, you can draw the curtain to block the view of others.

Of course, Ma Wei has nothing to do with privacy, and this time, they have to tell everyone that they are coming, above board, and with dignity.

Isn't that a thief to be sneaky?

If others don't know they're coming, what's the point of them coming?

As the most prestigious Royal Opera House in London, the prices around Covent Garden are not cheap, and all kinds of handmade pastries are generally several times more expensive than in other areas, which is a little more expensive, but these pastries are basically made by court pastry chefs - many court pastry chefs who have retired from Buckingham Palace will bring their apprentices to open shops in central London, and the business is very hot.

As for the taste....

The dim sum made by the palace pastry chef is indeed different from the small shop on the street, the sweetness is softer, the taste is also very distinct, and the ingredients are the freshest of the day.... After all, eating a bad stomach is going to smash the signboard.

A theatrical performance usually lasts 1 hour and 30 minutes - within 4 hours, tonight's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" is expected to last 2 hours, and the performance will officially start at 7:30 p.m., Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and found that there were still more than ten minutes before the performance.

Mavi picked up the theater telescope under the armrest of his chair – a small telescope with a long rod and a somewhat monocle-like structure, except that the chain that hangs down the monocle has been replaced by a hard rod so that guests don't have a sore hand.

Theater No. 1 is very large, and guests sitting in private rooms on the second floor need to use theater binoculars to see the actors' facial expressions. Ma Wei's No. 4 VIP room is in the middle of the left side, and other private rooms have guests sitting one after another, some guests close the curtains as soon as they sit down, not knowing what they are doing, and some guests don't care, while chatting and laughing with the female companion next to them, while asking the waiter to bring a lighter and light the thick cigar between their fingers.

The first thing Ma Wei looked at was the No. 1 private room, where the curtain was drawn for a long time, it was an exclusive private room reserved for himself by the eldest prince Charles, and only when the royal family members came to the Covent Royal Opera House, they could enter the No. 1 private room, and the No. 1 private room did not require a ticket, it all depended on status.

Today, the guest who is eligible to enter the No. 1 private room is naturally the fourth prince Arthur, no matter how he is not welcomed, he is also a rightful prince, the fourth heir in line, the surface work still has to be done, the female companion he brought is Gulihana, they officially got married a year ago, Ma Wei is half a matchmaker.

Surprisingly, Arthur was so high-profile that the waiter lifted the curtain so that everyone could see his figure, and through the binoculars, Mavi could see what he was talking to Gulhana in a low voice.

I haven't seen him for a whole year, and Arthur is still the same, dressed like this every day, in a solemn black suit and a white handkerchief standing up in his breast pocket.

Gulhana's face has more charm, less immature, more beautiful, and even learned to wear makeup, becoming more and more like an upper-class lady.

Mavi never forgot the pact he made with Arthur, and his return to London to help Arthur ascend to the throne was one of his goals, but unfortunately, now was not the time for them to recognize each other.

Unlike the Romanov Kingdom, the Church of Truth here has no mass base and it is difficult to develop believers, so Mavi can only adopt a completely different method from the 'armed coup' to slowly stir up the big dye vat of London.

"Dad, this snack is so delicious, you can try it too!"

Yunia, who stuffed the cream puffs in her mouth, handed the box in her hand to Ma Wei, with some cream on her mouth, after ascending to the gods, in fact, Yunia does not need to obtain survival energy through food, the power of faith provided by the believer is her best food, eating is just her personal hobby, whether she eats or not - she chooses to eat.

Picking up a puff in his hand, Ma Wei looked at the No. 2 private room, where there was a silver-haired old man in a suit and leather shoes, in good spirits, with bright eyes, and he didn't look like an old man at all, but like a young man in his twenties and thirties.

In addition to the silver-haired old man, there is also a middle-aged man in the No. 2 private room, with a square face, a three-seven-point head, a beard, a slightly gloomy expression, and a kind of indifference that idlers should not approach, which is not easy to mess with at first glance.

Ma Wei snapped his fingers, called the waiter next to the door, pointed to the No. 2 private room and asked, "Who are they?" ”

"Oh, the old man is Professor James Moorea, Emeritus Professor of Mathematics at the University of Oxford, and the younger gentleman is Guy Moran, both of whom love theatre and often come to the Royal Opera House to see performances." The waiter said politely.

James Morea?

His eyes narrowed, and Ma Wei had a little impression of the name.

Ma Wei is during the Great Famine in the West Island, was adopted by the Crowley family orphan, to be precise, the original body and the Duke of Crowley's family has a deep relationship, in order to train his son, the Duke of Crowley sent Toure to the Royal Navy, in order to ensure the safety of his son, must bring a strong and loyal squire, once again when he went out to play by chance, the Duke of Crowley met the dying of starvation Ma Wei, that is, the original body.

Maybe it's fate, Duke Crowley had a very good impression of the original body, took him back to London, and after a few months of training, the original body joined the Royal Navy with Toure Crowley, Duke Crowley was very good to the original body, and when Toure was promoted to the commander of the fleet of St. Martier, the original body was also promoted and became the deputy captain of the main ship, which was also to better protect Toure.

During his service in the Royal Navy, the original and Toure Crowley fought out in countless dangers, and slowly formed a friendship, nominally superior and superior, but in fact more like friends, talking about everything, and James Morea....

It was Toure Crowley's mentor during his time at Oxford.

Of course Mavi knew him, not only about him, but even about Professor James Moorea from Toure's mouth.

Professor James Morea taught many students, most of whom were the children of the aristocracy and wealthy gentlemen who qualified to study at Oxford, and these elites entered all walks of life after graduation, and as their mentor, James Morea was also a well-known and respected gentleman among the upper class of London.

If it's just these, it's not enough to make Ma Wei have any associations, it's just....

Toure Crowley once mentioned one thing.

The honorary professor of Oxford University, with an annual salary of only about 200 gold pounds, this salary obviously cannot afford the high ticket price of the Royal Opera House, and Professor James Morea is not from an illustrious background, he was admitted to Oxford University because of his excellent grades, and an academic paper published at the age of twenty shocked the mathematical community, which set off a lot of turmoil at the time and successfully entered the academic world.

Sadly, James Morea hasn't published any amazing academic papers since.

How could an ordinary university professor bear the 35 gold pounds a play ticket for a long time?

Toure Crowley, referring to his mentor James Moorea, said more than once that the professor was so mysterious that even Duke Crowley could not see through him.

Originally, Ma Wei didn't take him to heart, but now that he suddenly met, he couldn't help but think of some old things.

"Give all the guests in the private room a bottle of 42-year-old Bordeaux wine." Ma Wei took out two 50 gold pound denominations and handed them to the waiter: "If they ask, just say private room No. 4, don't mention my name." ”

"Yes...."

The waiter accepted the general ticket and slowly exited the private room, and after he left, the source couldn't help but ask: "Big brother, I can understand that you bring them wine, but why don't you say the name?" What about charity? ”

"What charity...."Ma Wei glanced at the source and said, "I want to get their attention, let them take the initiative to investigate us, and pay attention to our whereabouts." ”

"Is it any good?"

"After the performance, Miss Helena will receive roses from you, but it is also very common for her to give flowers to the actors backstage, and these nobles and gentry may not be able to notice it, but if we get their attention in advance..... The next day, the news that Felix von Manstein had sent Miss Helena ninety-nine roses would spread throughout the upper classes of London. ”

The source swallowed his saliva, he likes to talk to beautiful ladies, but that doesn't mean that he likes to have an affair with a married woman with great fanfare, this kind of thing, when the husband finds out that he wants to eat a gun....

Didn't Ma Wei push him to the forefront by doing this?

"I'm just going to get everybody's attention to you."

Ma Wei said in a calm voice: "Do you remember how high-spirited you were when we first met? Take out the confidence at that time, you can't be completely decadent because of a failure, I hope to see the proud and conceited rose thief in the past, you can't continue to suppress yourself, you have to come out of the shadows, the lost confidence, I will help you regain it. ”

As he spoke, Ma Wei personally picked up the red wine bottle on the side and poured a glass of red wine for the communication:

"The stage is big, you have to come on."

“.......”