Goldfinger is a bit strange

Members of the Heart to Heart Art Troupe took the bus arranged by the organizer to the reserved hotel.

Compared with Los Angeles, the Big Apple is more prosperous and is one of the most prosperous metropolises in the world.

"Wow, there are so many tall buildings. Look at those two. They are so tall!"

Looking at the skyscrapers rising out of the car window, the little stool cheered repeatedly.

Liu Qingshan also glanced at it, and then his eyelids twitched involuntarily, because the small stool pointed to the two twin towers.

"Stay away from those two buildings."

Liu Qingshan muttered, which made everyone a little confused.

When we arrived at the hotel, we had a reception lunch arranged by the embassy, ​​and no one drank. After flying all morning, they all wanted to go back to their rooms early to have a rest, and they had to go to the performance venue for rehearsals in the evening.

These two cities, one is on the east coast and the other is on the west coast, are really far apart.

Liu Qingshan was fine. He took a nap and then got up. He went to Wu Tong's room next door and found that she was also awake. They happened to sneak out for a walk.

Liu Qingshan plans to go to Broadway, go to the Opera House, and talk about business.

Unexpectedly, the two of them ran into a small stool as soon as they left the room. This girl was full of energy. When she saw that the two of them were going out for shopping, she simply acted like a light bulb.

The little stool also shouted, and the team quickly expanded to more than a dozen people. Sister Zhang, Amao, and several girls from the band all joined in, but there were no men.

When Liu Qingshan saw this posture, he definitely couldn't do it secretly, so he simply called the girls who were performing the Thousand-Hand Guanyin.

Liu Qingshan has always taken great care of these disabled girls and tried his best to let them participate in group activities.

At this time, the team expanded to nearly thirty people, and they left the hotel in a mighty manner.

The temperature here is lower than that in Los Angeles, basically around zero degrees, which is relatively humid and cold.

But for these people living in the capital, it is not a problem.

When women go shopping together, they basically do two things: shopping and eating.

Of course Liu Qingshan knew this, so he went to the big shopping mall first. These girls gave full play to the virtues of diligence and thrift of the Chinese nation, and I just went shopping without buying.

Tired from walking around, we found a fast food restaurant and everyone started eating. Liu Qingshan, the boss, of course had to pay the bill.

Hot dogs, donuts, tiramisu, etc., made all these girls smile.

"No, no, no, if you eat any more, you'll turn into a donut!"

The little stool shouted, and then took a hard bite of the donut in his hand, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"vulgar."

There were other customers in the store, and a voice rang out.

Little Stool stuck out his tongue, then put his finger on his lips, and everyone stopped making any sound.

I'm used to it in China. I was happy shopping and eating just now, so it was inevitable that I would be a little bit noisy.

In fact, this is not a high-end formal Western restaurant, and special attention must be paid to etiquette. This is just a fast food restaurant.

Many people in the store are loud and loud, and there are even children running around screaming, but the adults don't care.

However, someone reminded everyone to pay attention immediately, and everyone immediately became well-behaved.

Liu Qingshan took a closer look. The person who just spoke was a young white man. He was very handsome, with oily hair and pink face, and he looked a bit girly.

Sitting across from her was a pretty lady with chestnut hair and a sexy and voluptuous figure. She was probably a couple who had been disturbed just now.

Liu Qingshan just smiled and didn't pay too much attention. He had seen this kind of situation many times. He looked at people with colored glasses. Why didn't you care about those white people talking loudly around him?

Unexpectedly, the young man was not done yet. He raised his hand and pointed at the small stools:

"You Chinese people just don't have the quality."

These words were a bit harsh, and Liu Qingshan couldn't help but frown.

And the red-haired woman also added: "Please, with such qualities, don't embarrass yourself, you are a bunch of country bumpkins."

Some of the singers couldn't understand English, and the girls who sang Thousand-Hand Guanyin couldn't hear them at all.

But Sister Zhang can understand it, and she has a bad temper. She will jump out of her seat in a fit of anger:

"You just pointed your finger at people and spoke, are you qualified?"

"And you, why are you pretending to be noble? Do real nobles have the guts to say that others are country bumpkins? You're not just pretending."

"You're just looking at what others are doing, right? You really think we're easy to bully, don't you? Believe it or not, I'll turn your pretty face into shredded potatoes!"

This eldest sister was not polite at all. She yelled loudly and frightened the man and woman to the point of changing their expressions.

The young man grabbed his girlfriend and left directly.

"You coward, you have no sense of responsibility at all, but you are still a man." Sister Zhang was very disdainful. The other party was about to leave the store, so she did not forget to add:

"Stay away from this kind of man, embroidered pillows are useless."

The man also blushed, turned around and glared at Sister Zhang angrily, and Sister Zhang pretended to chase her. She had her hair combed with an afro, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth was wide open. Look at that look, it was really scary.

That man simply abandoned his female companion and ran away. It seemed that Sister Zhang was right, he was a courageous man.

"Okay, don't scare other people's children." Liu Qingshan called Sister Zhang back.

"This kind of pretentious guy is the most annoying. He talks a lot and singles out our faults. He is obviously discriminating and cannot be tolerated."

Sister Zhang came back angrily and continued to deal with the hot dogs on the table.

Amao also warned everyone: "When we go abroad, we represent the image of our country. We must be careful in the future."

There was nothing wrong with this, and everyone nodded.

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Actually, it's not that serious. Let's just keep ourselves true to ourselves. We can't let others bully us."

He really admired Sister Zhang's character. If she was timid and worried about this and that, why not just not come out?

After everyone had finished eating, Liu Qingshan was responsible for settling the accounts. In fact, it didn't cost much, and this was not a high-end restaurant.

As soon as I left the store, I saw a large group of people rushing towards me. The leader was the young man just now. He raised his hand and pointed:

"That's the group!"

It turned out that they were calling for people. Liu Qingshan could tell from the running posture of this group of people. Some of them seemed to have some dancing skills, and they were probably average in fighting. If he rushed up to them, he could knock them all down.

"You have to apologize to Donnie!"

The middle-aged man at the head looked at Liu Qingshan seriously, because among this group of people, only Liu Qingshan was a man.

Liu Qingshan smiled and shook his head: "Why?"

The middle-aged man in the valley was stunned by the question. He turned around and asked the young man named Donnie: "Why?"

"Chris, they just humiliated a noble opera singer!" Downey said angrily.

The middle-aged man Chris nodded in agreement: "Yes, you foreigners, how can you humiliate the most distinguished opera singer on Broadway? You must apologize."

Who gave you the confidence, was it Broadway? Liu Qingshan was really amused by their group this time.

It is true that on Broadway, actors and actresses are indeed respected, but they don't put gold on their faces like this. They are all used to it.

"Are you opera singers superior to others? In this way, we are also singers. We are all even. If you want to fight, just do it. Don't wait and see!"

Sister Zhang stood up again, and she was a little confused about the other party's theory.

"People who sing pop songs dare to compare themselves to us opera singers. This is the funniest joke I have ever heard."

"As for fighting, no, no, no, that's what barbarians do."

Chris was very disdainful. Isn't it so difficult to just apologize?

There were also people behind him who were all blaming Liu Qingshan and others. Obviously, these guys had just ran out of the opera house.

Many people were still wearing costumes from the performance. Liu Qingshan saw several people dressed as cats, probably rehearsing the famous musical.

Here on Broadway, an outstanding play often runs for several years or more than ten years.

Just like the play "Cats", it started in 1982 and continued until the year 2000, with a total of more than 7,000 performances.

There is also the famous "Phantom of the Opera", starring Sarah Brightman. Since its premiere in 1986, it has been performed more than 65,000 times around the world.

Of course, these famous operas have also created extremely considerable economic benefits.

Cats has grossed nearly 400 million U.S. dollars at the box office alone, not counting other derived income.

The Phantom of the Opera is even better, generating a total revenue of over 1.6 billion pounds worldwide.

Opera is especially loved by the so-called upper-class people. This is probably why the actors in front of them feel good about themselves and superior to others, right?

Liu Qingshan couldn't make any sense with these crazy guys, so he simply said to the middle-aged man:

"We did nothing wrong, so we will definitely not apologize. If we want to apologize, it will be Downey who apologizes to us first."

Maybe others are afraid of foreigners, but Liu Qingshan has no such psychological pressure at all.

Chris turned around and discussed with his friends for a few words, and then said to Liu Qingshan:

"Since you refuse to apologize, and you are also singers, do you have the guts to compete on the stage, and the loser will apologize to the other party?"

Liu Qingshan thinks this group of people is quite interesting. They can come up with such a method. They are probably just a group of spoiled children.

So he smiled and said: "Then what's the competition? If it's an opera singing competition, then we'll just admit defeat."

"We certainly don't bully people."

Chris shook his head: "Come on, you'll find out when you get to the theater. These are some basic training skills. Everyone is a singer. It's best to compete in this way."

Liu Qingshan also roughly understood it, and felt that although these guys were not very smart, they were silly and interesting, so he would just play with them.

But this still requires asking for everyone's opinions. Liu Qingshan turned around and took a look. Good guys, everyone was gearing up. It seemed that there was no need to ask for opinions.

"Let's go play with them and let them know that we are not easy to mess with either!"

Sister Zhang waved her hand and roared loudly, which made the other party feel a little unsure: this voice is really high enough.

So, Chris led the way, and dozens of people marched toward a theater not far away.

They were noisy here, and people had already gathered around to watch the excitement. As soon as they heard that there was going to be a competition, many people also followed.

It seems that there are also many melon-eating people abroad.

Of course, there is no performance in the theater now, but a group of people are rehearsing on the stage. Suddenly, they are all surprised to see two or three hundred people rushing in.

"Chris, what are you doing?"

A middle-aged man in a suit standing on the stage asked the audience.

Chris obviously respected the man in the suit on the stage, bowed and saluted:

"Oh, respected Mr. Webber, these Orientals offend the great art of opera, so we have to have a competition with them."

At the same time, Liu Qingshan also looked at the man in the suit and recognized him.

Liu Qingshan also raised his eyebrows: Andrew Lloyd Webber, Great Britain, a famous musical composer.

Such as "Cats" and "The Phantom of the Opera", etc., are all works of this person, and he is definitely a big shot in the opera world.

He was once canonized as a knight by the Queen, the later European grandmother, and later was awarded a lifetime lord, becoming a real aristocrat.

Unexpectedly, in this theater, I can meet such a heavyweight.

Chris' words obviously touched Mr. Weber's lungs. As a person who loves drama very much, he certainly cannot tolerate others slandering drama.

He clapped his hands twice: "Chris, you did a good job, you should teach them a lesson!"

Well, this person is not the one who can take charge of things, but he is adding fuel to the fire. It seems that this group of people have the same problem.

Then let's compete. Liu Qingshan is not afraid of things.

With the support of Mr. Weber, Chris and others are more courageous: "Everyone is practicing singing, so breath is of course the most important. Let's compete in the first item to see who has a longer breath."

Soon someone brought two large glass boxes, which are a bit like the ones for raising fish, and they are filled with clear water.

The method is very simple. One person from each side puts his head into the water in the glass box to see who can last longer.

"Great, I like to play this the most. I'll do it." The little stool cheered.

Sister Zhang was still a little worried: "Xiaodengzi, can you do it? Or I will do it myself?"

"If I can't do it, you can do it." Xiaodengzi had already gone directly to the stage, and the actors who were practicing also stopped and gathered to watch the fun.

There were more than 200 free audiences who also gathered in the front row, watching with a smile.

The most annoying thing was that a man with long hair started to act as the banker and asked everyone to place bets.

To be honest, there were those who were blind and followed and bet a few dollars.

However, the situation was one-sided, and everyone bet on the opera singers to win.

Seeing the short Xiaodengzi on the stage, the young man named Donny was eager for revenge and took the initiative to stand up.

At a command, the two men put their heads into the water tank and the competition officially began.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was in ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, and blue-black corpses and pieces of meat were seen everywhere, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that were bustling in the past are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy at this moment.

Only blood mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper remained, unable to distinguish one from the other, shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of eerie weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with tattered clothes, full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his shabby coat from all directions, swept through his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog about 70 feet away from him, and occasionally vigilantly observed the surroundings.

It seemed that in this dangerous ruin, it would instantly take off at the slightest disturbance.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the belly of the wild dog.

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