I have been a royal these years

01

The Ukrainian band on the stage changed from singing to skits, and they sang and harmonized in a well-organized way. I have to lament their profound attainments in doing as the Romans do.And the miraculous Mr. Meng has not yet appeared.Sure enough, this is the privilege of the upper class. If you like to throw a banquet, you can throw a banquet, and if you like to be late, you will be late.Not only do we have nothing to do with it, but we also have to come to the banquet honestly on time and wait obediently in our seats.

This meal was messy enough and tedious enough.

Zhu Chang asked me where I was just now, and I said I went to the toilet.

"so long?"

I said, "The hotel is so big, it will take more than ten minutes to find a toilet."

He asked again, "Are you going to the bathroom with a plate of food?"

I froze for a moment, then patted the table: "What's the matter, can't you?"

Zhu Chang has nothing to say anymore, I may be disgusted by success.

Catalyst was caught off guard and said, "Did you go to the toilet by the sea just now?"

Zhu Chang couldn't help but "poof".

I:"……"

It was my turn to have nothing to say.

These two are indeed good brothers, they sang together and dug a hole for me to dance.Those who sang skits on the stage did not cooperate as well as the two of them.

Mr. Meng's assistant couldn't sit still, put down the coffee cup, and muttered: "What idol group, there is shit and shit on the dinner table..." He quickly covered up the words with a full belch.

02

I stared at a table of delicacies that I no longer had any appetite for, and waited for Mr. Meng who was still alive and well, and thought of Shao Huang who was still standing by the sea and blowing the wind.

Shaoguang, Shaoguang.Although I don't even remember his last name, I deeply remember this person because I met him in the best years.The best years are not easily forgotten.Therefore, those who appeared in the best years are not easily forgotten after being exposed to the light of time.

I still remember that I was just an ordinary rich second generation, a leisurely young man studying in any unimportant European or American country overseas.I don't have a good memory, and I only recently remembered that that unimportant place is Los Angeles, USA, and I feel even less important than I remembered.

My classmate and later tablemate Shao Guang, an ordinary poor boy.He doesn't talk much on weekdays, and he just laughs when talking to him.In free time, I either spend time reading in the library, in the classroom, or on the playground.

Books, the light of his life.

Once, I asked him: "Shao Qing, why do you love reading so much?"

There was light in his eyes: "Because knowledge can change destiny."

I nodded: "Understood, "Harry Potter" is knowledge that can change your destiny."

Seeing him forgetting to eat and sleep every day to immerse himself in learning magic in the "Harry Potter" novels, even I was a little infected by this precious effort.

Shao Qing and I were not that familiar when we were not at the same table at the beginning.Classmates can occasionally say a few words, but in the final analysis they are just classmates who can talk.

It was two or three students who also came from China that shortened the distance between us.

That day, those students from rich families who had dug mines at home were playing basketball on the playground.Maybe playing basketball couldn't relieve their fatigue, so they turned their attention to Shao Guang who was working hard to learn magic.

It is inevitable for Shao Qing to get jealous because of his good academic performance.

They threw the basketball over on purpose, asked him why he was pretending to love reading, and laughed at him as a poor ghost who could only change his destiny by reading.

Shao Guang smiled gently, neither angry nor angry.He didn't say a word of rebuttal, like a piece of fish that was bullied but leisurely.

Those people became even angrier and cursed more and more vigorously.Laughing at how poor he is on weekdays, guessing whether his family members sold their bodies for him to study.

I, who was practicing guitar not far away, couldn't bear it.The main reason is that I can't bear the leading male duck's voice, which always disturbs the melody I play.

Now that I think about it, my playing quality is so bad, the male duck voice has an inescapable responsibility.

Without saying a word, I kicked a football that had rolled to my feet and kicked at the male duck voice.Duckling's calf was hit hard by the football, and he turned his head angrily to look at the culprit.

Seeing that it was me who had a certain status in school, he held back his anger slightly.

I grinned sarcastically: "People in communist countries laugh at the life of the proletariat and admire capitalism here. Are you not sick?"

Thinking about it now, that was the most level words I have ever said in my life.One sentence makes full use of my historical knowledge, political knowledge and language knowledge.

The male duck voice may have no basic common sense to argue with me, or it may not want to confront me in the open, so he glared at me a few times and continued playing basketball with his followers.

The next day, I was punished by the teacher to stand in the corridor because I stepped into the classroom with my left foot first.

That day, Drake walked up to me with a swaggering voice, and said with a sneer, "We are studying in a capitalist country now, idiot!"

Shao Qing was watching in the classroom.He looked at me silently for a few minutes, then came out with a book and stood beside me.

I was planning to do a set of stretching exercises to stretch my calves, when I saw him coming, I asked strangely, "You were punished by the teacher to stand up because you stepped into the classroom with your left foot first?"

Shao Qing shook his head.

"Right foot."

I thought that male-duck voice would at least last a whole semester, but unexpectedly, in the second week, he was forced to drop out of school.

The reason the principal let him drop out of school was that he jumped into the classroom with both feet together.

However, everyone knew that he had offended someone with more money and status, and was punished behind his back.

I sigh, this is to use capital to defeat capital.

03

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Mr. Meng has something to do just now, and he is coming here now." Mr. Meng's assistant told us after answering the phone call.

Our old Dong was furious in his heart, but on the surface he acted casually: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, you let Mr. Meng do the work first."

His non-standard Mandarin and reversed word order often make us half-baked.

The assistant signaled to the staff next to the stage, and the staff went up to ask the band to end the performance.

There were no beautiful Ukrainian beauties to look at, and the manager's expression suddenly became depressed, and he let out a heavy sigh.

Zhu Wu who was sitting beside me asked me in a low voice: "Brother Shun Ming, what does Mr. Meng look like?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it either." I frowned slightly tiredly and said, "Maybe it's a bald old man with a beer belly." This is a classic image of a capitalist.

At this time, footsteps and a young man's voice sounded behind us: "Sorry, I'm late."

We all turned our heads.

I slowly opened my eyes wide.

A few slaps from reality slapped my face, fast and loud.