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Chapter 288 A Foreigner
After Xu Fan went downstairs, he walked towards a nearby restaurant.

He made a sensation on the Internet last night, but in reality he is still as simple as a passerby.

He didn't deliberately dress up, nor did he wear sunglasses, he just put on a mask and walked in.

Xu Fan's songs were everywhere in Chang'an City last night, but for those workers who work from [-] to [-] and [-] to [-],

There is a lack of music in their lives, they are running around for life every day, and they are busy.

So, just like the owner of this restaurant, he doesn't know Xu Fan.

Xu Fan casually ordered a bowl of mutton steamed buns, and then ordered a few dishes of side dishes, then sat down and waited.

While Xu Fan was eating, a foreigner walked in from outside, but Xu Fan didn't pay attention.

The boss brought the dishes, and he ate without any hesitation.

The taste is indeed as delicious as in the legend. A bowl of mutton soup soaked in white flour buns has a unique taste.

When Xu Fan finished his meal, checked out and was about to leave, he suddenly found that the foreigner was still standing there, looking at the menu posted on the wall and frowning all the time.

A hesitant, frowning look.

Xu Fan thought to himself, could it be that foreigners do not know Chinese characters.

Out of humanitarian spirit, Xu Fan walked over, said hello and said, "Hi, my friend, do you need help?"

Hearing the voice, the foreigner couldn't help turning his head and saying "hmm".

It should be three times, expressing doubts.

Xu Fan didn't think too much, and nodded, thinking that he really didn't understand.

Then let me introduce it to you. When he thought of this, he used a standard British pronunciation and said in English: "This restaurant sells the most famous mutton steamed buns in our Chang'an City. In addition, there are some side dishes For you to choose, such as garlic mashed cucumber, cold bean sprouts, fried shredded potatoes.”

Xu Fan introduced the dishes on the menu in English very fluently.

A beautiful young lady waiter next to her was stunned, and she didn't know whether it was admiration or something else.

Anyway, Xu Fan feels that in the eyes of others, besides being a singer, he can be so good in other things, which is something to be happy about.

So he continued to speak proudly in English: "If you come to Chang'an for the first time, I suggest that you must eat a bowl of mutton steamed buns, that is, put steamed buns in mutton soup, the taste is simply delicious in the world."

After Xu Fan finished speaking, he felt that his performance should be good.

It can't be said to be pretentious, but the humanitarian spirit, the spirit of the Chinese nation's willingness to help others, is worth carrying forward.

But at this moment, the foreigner said in fluent Sichuan dialect: "I don't understand what you said, Sazi, but you can't speak Chinese?"

Xu Fan was stunned.

He looked at the foreigner in front of him, with fair skin, blue eyes, and big ones, deep eye sockets, curly hair, no problem.

So, he subconsciously blurted out and asked, "Aren't you a foreigner?"

The foreigner stroked his curly hair and said, "Does it look similar? I am from Sichuan Province, and my ancestors have settled down for three generations. I thought you wanted claws?"

Xu Fan's face was full of embarrassment. Even though he was wearing a mask, he couldn't help but blush at this moment.

It's so embarrassing, it's more than just like a foreigner, as long as you look like a foreigner, you are short of writing the word "foreigner" on your face.

Xu Fan could only show an embarrassed smile and said, "Ah, you are from Sichuan Province. I watched you read the menu for a long time. I thought you couldn't understand it."

The man raised his head proudly and said, "I have a choice barrier so I can't do it?"

The waitress next to her lowered her head and suppressed a smile.

Xu Fan had no choice but to destroy the image he had just established.

I had no choice but to smile and said: "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he ignored this person, turned around and left.

But at this moment, the man suddenly said, "Hey, have I seen you?"

Xu Fan shook his hand without turning his head, and said loudly, "I'm sure I haven't seen it before, you're thinking too much."

Zhou Fuchun was the name of that foreigner. He watched Xu Fan leave with a smile on his lips. He looked at the waiter and said, "Beauty, don't laugh. A bowl of steamed mutton."

As he spoke, Zhou Fuchun sat aside, took out his cell phone and sent a text message.

The text message only had a few words: "It's more interesting than I thought."

Xu Fan secretly swore in his heart that he would not help with such things in the future, it was really embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he watched the people in Chang'an City coming and going, their figures busy.

After thinking about it, it was still early anyway, so he planned to walk around alone, for example, to visit the train station outside Chang'an City.

Chang'an City is still lively, the sun is not very hot at noon, but it is not cool either.

Someone was in a hurry.

Some people are drinking tea and singing opera when they are bored in their spare time.

Someone lowered his head and held his mobile phone, not knowing who to send a message to his sweetheart, maybe how many people.

Someone, she was hurrying towards the train station with a backpack on her back.

When Xu Fan passed by, he looked around casually.

There are too many things worth remembering in this city, such as the Terracotta Army, historical sites, and steamed mutton.

Outside the train station is a section of city wall, Xu Fan didn't go up it, he just walked on a nearby attic.

Looking at the hurried pedestrians coming and going, he couldn't help feeling that life is always spent in a busy way.

There are actually leisurely days, but they are relatively few for most people.

Xu Fan saw a figure from behind.

I don't know what the reason is, maybe it's because I haven't seen him for a long time, maybe it's because of the envelope that fell in the fat man's pocket, maybe there are other reasons.

Anyway, he suddenly felt that the back looked very much like her.

Is it her?
Not really.

Xu Fan denied his thoughts again, shook his head and prepared to leave the train station.

At this time, Xiao Po hurried to the train station.

In order to find Xu Fan's concert tickets that she accidentally lost, she almost missed the train back.

Enter the station and prepare for the ticket check.

She looked back at Chang'an City.

She saw a figure disappearing from the attic, she knew it was not him, but for some reason she always felt a little empty in her heart.

Maybe it's regret.

I couldn't say a word of cheer in person.

Maybe it was because of sadness, but in the end I lost the ticket to your concert, even if I needed to turn my head for that position.

Well, she ended up switching to a nice location.

Maybe it was missing, but anyway, this emotion made her a little helpless.

Check the ticket and get on the bus.

Sitting on the train, she took out her bag, feeling a sense of apprehension, knowing that she couldn't find it, but she still hoped that she might fall into the bag and flipped through it twice.

She knew she couldn't find it.

She took a deep breath and suddenly felt a little inexplicably irritated and sad.

The train had already started, and before she left, the only thing she enjoyed in this city was a bowl of steamed mutton and a bowl of noodles.

She packed a Roujiamo in her bag, ready to eat on the road.

Thinking of these things, she suddenly smiled foolishly, like a flower, smiling happily.

She took out her mobile phone, thought about it, edited a text message, and sent it.

Xu Fan left the train station and was about to go to the clock tower, but for some reason, he felt that the figure from the back just now was Xiao Pu.

But he looked again and saw nothing.

I seem to be panicked.

So, after thinking about it, he edited a short message and sent it out.

Ding!
(End of this chapter)