"Okay! Thank you!"
Carrying the clothes with nowhere to throw them, Xin Wu had no choice but to say goodbye with a smile.
Seeing him looking so embarrassed, Zhou Shukang said: "It doesn't matter! Maybe it's because the place in the city is small and garbage is not allowed; it's fine outside the city. You can keep it for a while longer!"
"Well! Then where should we go now?"
When Xinwu saw his own image in the glass display window of the store, he no longer felt "out of place" here, and his waist returned to its normal straightness.
"Go where there are many people! Go in the direction of the flow of people!"
The theory proposed by Zhou Shukang is completely in line with the "Wanglijia" catering philosophy system of "which restaurant is delicious and which restaurant should be entered".
"good!"
The two of them followed the general direction of the flow of people and walked forward. After passing the busiest commercial street, there was a large park in the middle of the street.
"Wow! Look, it's so beautiful here! There's also a small hill!"
Zhou Shukang has a deep-rooted love for mountains. He can always spot mountains at a glance and immediately has the urge to "climb to the top".
"There are a lot of old people and children inside. Let's go there, but it seems a bit incompatible!"
Xinwu's focus is always on "people".
"Yeah! There are really not many young people. Is it working time now? So the young people have gone to work, and no one has time to come here for leisure."
Zhou Shukang also observed the "people" and found that it was indeed the case.
"Then do you want to get in?"
Xinwu didn't want to go in, and his toes didn't turn in that direction at all.
"Okay, then I won't go in. It's up to you!"
Zhou Shukang suppressed the urge to "climb a mountain" and walked more than ten meters along the roadside. He found a group of "shared bicycles" parked there. The shape of this bicycle was very simple: it was just an extended seat. The chair also has a ring back that looks like the word "work", but the "horizontal" on it is very ergonomically shaped like a crescent, so people can sit back and lean back comfortably.
"This is interesting. Can you sit on it and try it?"
Zhou Shukang first tried it. The two ends of this "circling back" curved stick can be caught with the arms after holding the top position: with a slight squeeze, the two stick heads will "shoot" each other. A "simulation screen" using air as the carrier is overlaid, and above is the inquiry interface:
"Say: destination."
"Quick, get in one too and let's try this thing!"
Xin Wu also got on one, made an "air screen" and asked, "Where do you want to go?"
"I think we should go to the 'museum' so that we can learn about the history here as quickly as possible."
Zhou Shukang took out his "routine cards" for traveling to other cities.
"Okay, let's go to the 'museum'."
Xinwu called out first, and the chair responded: "Please sit down and let's go!"
Zhou Shukang also called out the same route, and following Xin Wu, the two "bicycles" were already suspended on the "special track" beside the roadside, moving forward at an even speed.
"Is this magnetic levitation technology? Why can't I see the track?"
Zhou Shukang discussed loudly with Xin Wu in front.
"Maybe it was sealed and buried in this roadbed! For the sake of beauty."
Xin Wu saw the "chair" moving forward rapidly, but there was no "exposed" track.
"Maybe the technical principle of the 'unmanned dock' in Shanghai Yangshan Port is similar!"
Zhou Shukang also agreed.
There are many "I-shaped chair" passengers like them on the road; they walk on their own dedicated lanes, and they can automatically get out of the way when crossing each other.
About twenty minutes later, their "seat" car took them to the "museum".
"We have arrived at our destination. Please pay attention to safety and get off the bus slowly."
After the greetings were displayed on the screen for the last time, as they left the car body, the two "I-shaped bicycles" moved on their own and moved to the nearest "parking point".
"Not bad! The city transportation here is free!"
Xin Wu praised.
"Yes! Don't worry, it seems that the cost of living here is very low!"
Zhou Shukang didn't mean to laugh at Xin Wu's current "penniless" status, so he followed his train of thought and encouraged him.
"Look, the 'museum' here has such a unique shape! It looks a bit like..."
Before Xin Wu finished speaking, Zhou Shukang said the second half of the sentence:
"Like a 'bowl'!"
"That's right! It's just a big white bowl. Doesn't it rain here? What if the bowl is full?"
Xin Wu first thought of the hidden dangers of styling.
"What a thoughtful thing! The museum is served in bowls! Haha! As soon as we enter, won't we become someone's meal in the bowl?"
Zhou Shukang couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go in immediately to find out.
"Well, let's just treat it as 'rice'. Are you afraid of being eaten by someone? Come on, go in and take a look!"
Xin Wu looked at the "bag" in his hand and thought about where to "storage" first: but there was no staff here. It seemed to be a completely self-service place, so he had to explore towards the main entrance - the cylindrical shape at the bottom of the bowl. Bottom - go.
This "giant bowl", with its rising sides, absorbs less and less sunlight. When you enter the door, it is already in shadow, and there is not a trace of sunlight. Fortunately, the outer layer of this bowl is decorated, All "white" tiles are used, so that after various reflections overlap, even if the doorway is completely in shadow, it is not that dark.
Queue, no matter where you go, you can't escape the "queue"!
Xin Wu and Zhou Shukang lined up at the back of a "travel group". The "audiences" were all well-dressed, walked gracefully, and smelled of fragrance, like models who had just come down from some "show". It's like changing the venue to "catwalk".
"Wow! Look, they are all so tall!"
For the first time, Xin Wu felt that his height was seriously in arrears!
"Well, just think about your 'junior high school' days and you'll figure it out!"
Zhou Shukang saw that the "audience" in front of him was all very young, and he recalled the two years when girls first entered junior high school, leaving boys far behind, and their "splendid and confident" energy. Very similar.
"So, they are just 'junior high school students'? This is too exaggerated!"
Xin Wu sneaked forward, hoping to go around to the front to see how old this "audience" was.
"Would you like me to carry you on my shoulders? That way I can see everything at a glance."
Zhou Shukang made fun of him.
"thank you!"
Xinwu felt embarrassed, so he slowed down and lined up obediently, keeping a one-meter distance from the person in front.
This "one meter" distance has been "engraved" into his bones in less than half a year.
Despite the crowd, no one spoke, and the whole hall only echoed with the questions and answers between Xin Wu and Zhou Shukang.
"Please don't talk! Stay quiet!"
Suddenly, a "robot" voice sounded in their ears.
