I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Come and pick something you like.

That being said, Shinji didn't think Lorelaia could choose clothes that she was satisfied with.

Because Her Majesty has obsessive-compulsive disorder and is a typical perfectionist. For capable subordinates, such as Shenji, she can tolerate it, but for herself, she is hopeless.

Take, for example, a signature.

In Shen'er's opinion, this thing is just a mark. It doesn't matter if it's not ugly or embarrassing. It doesn't matter if it's a little crooked or a little slanted. This is not the case with Lorelaia. She has strict requirements for her signature, and even one more tick when she closes the pen will not do. In order to achieve the desired effect, she secretly practiced tens of thousands of times, and finally achieved the perfect effect like a copy machine.

When Shenji heard this story, only four words came to his mind - "It's so scary."

This is true for signatures, not to mention clothing. This is the face of a nobleman.

The result was just as he expected. One morning passed, and he walked around the clothing area of ​​Debenhams. He tried on dozens of clothes, but he couldn't find any that he was satisfied with. Either there was something wrong with it or it was uncomfortable.

Shenji was not angry or impatient. He acted as a dutiful male companion, accompanying the eldest lady from area to area, choosing items one by one, and occasionally expressing his own opinions. His attitude was always the same.

When it’s almost noon, don’t forget to remind: “It’s time to have lunch.”

This made Lorelaia feel a little embarrassed: "Is it already this time? I'm sorry, it took too much time."

Shenji smiled and waved his hands: "It's nothing, this is normal. Haven't you heard anyone say it? Shopping is a woman's nature. You usually feel tired after walking for a while, but you won't feel tired after walking for a whole day while shopping. "

"Is there such a thing?" Lorelaia raised her eyebrows slightly, "No one has ever told me."

"Because you didn't think about it yourself."

Your identity is destined that no one will tell you this, and the information that is limited to paper will not allow you to have such an intuitive understanding.

"Yeah, I really haven't thought about it. I thought it was meaningless before, but now I feel like it's not the case... Can you tell me the reason?"

One advantage of Lorelaia is that she never pretends to understand something she doesn't understand and will ask sincerely.

Shinji replied: "Personal opinion, for reference only. You Barthemeros are undoubtedly outstanding as rulers and dominators. You know the necessity of understanding the classes that are ruled and dominated."

Lorelaia nodded: "Because class is based on comparison. Without them, we would not be nobles. If we don't understand them, we can't talk about rule and dominance."

"Yes, the problem is that you won't understand some things unless you try them yourself. You must have thought about what ordinary people's lives are like, but you don't have the experience you have today."

"Indeed, this is not only a novel experience, but also a precious sample - is this why you brought me here?"

"No, I didn't think much about it. I was just bored and wanted to find someone to hang out with me."

"You can only believe half of what you say."

"Oops, you saw through it." Shenji shrugged helplessly.

"After all, we have known each other for such a long time."

The corners of Lorelaia's mouth raised slightly, and she could guess some of Shinji's thoughts.

It is true to be bored, it is true to play, and it should also be true to let yourself experience the life of ordinary people. He is such a person who is sometimes playful and sometimes serious. Although he is dissatisfied with the playful part, without this, he wouldn't be who he is.

"Did you just say it was time for lunch?"

"Yeah, is there anything you want to eat?"

"You make the arrangements. Don't you want me to experience the life of an ordinary person? Just follow the standards of ordinary people."

"Okay, let's do that -"

Shinji casually pointed to the back of his head, and Lorelaia glanced at him.

"Is that... a fish and chip truck?"

"Yes, when it comes to British food, the only impression given to the world is 'looking up at the stars' is fish and chips. Although it is not nutritious, it tastes good. Do you want to try it?"

"Then give it a try."

"Okay, just wait for me and I'll buy it."

The business of the mobile food truck was good, there were many people queuing up, and nearly ten minutes had passed by the time it was Shenji's turn.

I randomly selected two packages of drinks and food. When I looked back, I found that there was another person beside Lorelaiya, a young man.

"Did you get picked up?"

Shinji watched secretly while waiting for the food to be served.

"Well, with her good looks, there's nothing surprising about it. This is also a novel experience for her - no, it doesn't seem like a chat? Is that man - dancing?"

At this time, someone beside me said.

"Oh, it's the artist from Denmark. He's a celebrity here. He often performs dances and interacts with customers."

"Hey, Dancer!"

Someone whistled at the dancers, and the dancers responded with body language, and the atmosphere around them was stirred up for a while. The guests stopped to watch, and many young people danced along. The scene was extremely joyful.

Of course, such behavior was incomprehensible to Her Majesty the Queen, and she asked Shinji, who returned with food.

"What's the point of doing this?"

"It's meaningless, it's just fun. The dancer feels that it makes him happy and brings happiness to the people around him. You can see the reactions of others."

"Happy? Just happy?"

"Otherwise, what else can there be? The lives of ordinary people are actually not complicated, and there are no clear goals. Social development and factional struggles are all very far away. They just hope to spend every day happily. That’s it, little things can make them happy, like this.”

After saying that, Shen Er put the food into his mouth in two or three bites, and then shouted like other customers.

"Hey, Dancer! Look here!"

Then, there was a beautiful somersault, which caused a round of applause.

The Danish dancers slid over with dance steps and circled around Shenji:

"Asian?"

"Yes!"

"Chinese?"

"Yes!"

"Kong Fu?"

"Ah tap tap~~~"

Three consecutive kicks in the air were Bruce Lee's classic stunt, "Lee's Three Kicks."

Shenji performed so well, and the dancers were not to be outdone. They showed their true skills and performed a series of smooth and cheerful dance steps. While dancing, they signaled to Shenji to let him come along.

Shinji did not respond hastily, but stretched out his hand to Lorelaia: "Want to come together?"

"I, I'd better forget it."

Lorelaia looked a little embarrassed. She had experience in palace dances and had gone to Buckingham Palace, but this was her first experience with street dancing, a folk art form.

"It doesn't matter, just dance as you like, it's very simple." Shenji advised.

"Come together." The Danish dancer also persuaded, "Behave in front of your boyfriend."

"No, we-"

Lorelaia subconsciously wanted to correct her, but in the end she didn't say anything and silently followed Shinji to join the happy crowd.

Boyfriend? It turns out that this is how it looks to other people.

PS: This chapter is based on reality. There is indeed a Danish dancer in the Debenhams store who likes to interact with people, especially Asians. I would like to thank Yu Mei, who studied in the UK, for providing first-hand material - I just don’t know if there was such a dancer in 2003 or 2004.