When the 'Heroes Festival' comes, the entire Peach City is in a carnival festive atmosphere, and the Kunlun Hotel is even more festive, with people coming and going, and it is very lively.
The restaurant 'Shadow in the Sky' is no longer as quiet as before. The Heroes Festival documentary is being played on the monitors on the walls and roof.
After sending Miss Zhao away, Mu Qingyun continued to eat her shrimp dumplings, a mouthful of shrimp dumplings and a mouthful of, um, juice that was made the same color as the starry sky.
Kunlun's top bartender is also very good at mixing juice. There is an ice-carved lily in the beautiful wine glass, emitting light blue smoke.
Mu Qingyun took a sip, his face froze slightly, he quickly pushed the cup away, and drank two mouthfuls of water to wash away the taste in his mouth.
"puff!"
Before he finished drinking the water, someone laughed next to him, Mu Qingyun: "Uh..."
The one smiling was a customer in a blue suit.
Sitting not far from her, Mu Qingyun noticed from the beginning that when Zhao Qing came to provoke him, this person put his head and stretched his neck to look over here, looking very happy.
Seeing Mu Qingyun actually drinking juice and showing such an expression at this moment, I guess he couldn't hold back for a while and ended up laughing.
Mu Qingyun turned his head slightly and saw that the other party was lying on the table with his teeth bared and gasping for breath. His companion raised a glass of apology with an apologetic face: "Sorry, miss, this guy has something wrong in his head."
Mu Qingyun smiled and nodded.
The Chinese people’s nature of watching the excitement will probably not change in a hundred years.
Mu Qingyun didn't care, but the other party was very polite and specially brought his companion to apologize in a serious manner.
Seeing that Mu Qingyun had a French version of "Notre Dame" in his hand, he tried a few words and found that Mu Qingyun was learning French by himself, and he was learning it quite well. Not to mention his standard pronunciation, he actually had an authentic romantic aesthetic. I impromptuly told an anecdote about the author in French, which was very humorous.
Mu Qingyun was amused and laughed for a long time, and soon the feeling of unfamiliarity disappeared, and he naturally agreed with the other party to sit down and talk.
This man's name is Luo Feng, and he is engaged in art trade. He claims to be a small business, but judging from his appearance, his business must be quite big.
His companion is Zhou Fan, who runs a small film and television company.
Luo Feng was very good at chatting. Mu Qingyun was talking nonsense along with his words. He knew clearly that he was suspected of trying to trick people, but because the topics chosen by the other party were very interesting, he didn't feel disgusted. Anyway, it was just a chance meeting. Let's exchange a few words. If you separate, you may not be able to remember if you meet again another day.
After chatting for a while, Mu Qingyun finished a few snacks and snacks on the table, then received a WeChat message from Lou Fang and Teacher Qiao, and then said goodbye and left, preparing to attend the dinner.
Watching her leave, Luo Feng slapped Zhou Fan again: "Are you stupid? It doesn't matter that the stupid girl who was kicked out just now is blind. You are in business after all, and you don't know how to look at people? Why don't you? You laugh at people drinking juice, bah, even if they are drinking cheap mineral water that costs one yuan a bottle, it’s not your turn to laugh.”
"I know, you feel a bit contemptuous when you see people dressed casually, but in Kunlun, it is not uncommon for people to come to the restaurant to dine in suits and ties. Only those who walk in casually wearing pajamas should pay attention to them."
"Didn't you see that there are a total of twelve waiters in this restaurant, and ten of them are beside this young lady. Apart from anything else, just this glass of juice. Do you have the ability to ask the bartender to make it for you? They don't even open their mouths. Need not."
"In this small western restaurant, she can eat not only steamed buns from the Chinese restaurant, but also morning tea from Guangdong. If you don't believe me, why don't you try some?"
After all, Zhou Fan was too embarrassed not to believe in evil.
In fact, he could also see that this little girl, who was obviously still a student, probably had an unusual background.
When she left the restaurant just now, she was led directly to the VIP-only elevator.
Mu Qingyun, who had an unusual background, had a lot of bad luck today.
It can only be said that Peach City is still too small.
After getting out of the elevator, after taking just two steps, there were several people I knew not far away.
Zhao Yang, the school boss of No. 1 Middle School, and Zhang Lan are both here, and the other two are the 'enemies'.
Mu Qingyun rolled his eyes. He was not surprised to see Zhao Qing. Why was Mu Aizhen also there?
Mu Aizhen has known Zhao Qing for a long time. Ever since she was admitted to No. 1 Middle School, she fell in love with Zhao Yang when she saw him on the first day of school.
Unlike others, Mu Aizhen has been particularly confident and capable of action since she was a child. Mu Qingyun admires her for this.
Even if she is in an interest class, others are not allowed to be better than her or have more talent than her. She will be unhappy if the teacher praises others.
When she first learned piano, her temper was really torturous and her talent was mediocre, so the teacher gave Sun Xiaomei a hint in a roundabout way and stopped Sun Aizhen from continuing.
When the teacher specifically said this to Sun Xiaomei, Mu Qingyun was nearby and happened to be listening. Thinking about it now, it was the first time that Sun Xiaomei blamed her daughter for not being able to continue learning piano. She should be punished. She pushed back.
What a coward.
Mu Qingyun was a little reluctant to meet Zhao Qing and Mu Aizhen.
Anyway, nothing good will happen if they bump into each other.
She simply sat down on the soft seat next to her and took out the book in her bag to read.
Since the birth of "God Rewards Diligence", Mu Qingyun has been carrying some books in his bag every day. Recently, he has become interested in foreign languages. Not only has he mastered English, he has also started to learn French, German and Japanese.
I have already started to learn French. I can listen and speak fairly well, but writing is still a bit difficult.
German and Japanese have just started and there is no progress yet.
Speaking of which, Mu Qingyun discovered another excellent feature of her ability to reward those who work hard. Whatever she mastered and remembered, no matter how many days had passed, it was still the same as freshly baked.
She realized this when she was visiting Ginseng City, but she was extremely happy.
The biggest difficulty people face in learning is actually not learning, but 'forgetting'.
Many subjects are learned today and forgotten tomorrow. When taking an exam, I turn over the test paper and my eyes are blank.
The same goes for language. When learning English, it may only take you a few seconds to remember a word. After remembering it, you can think about it immediately and it will be clearly identifiable. Maybe you put down the book and go out to drink a glass of water, but you can't remember it again when you think about it.
Having God reward those who work hard makes a big difference. Once you have learned it and remember it, the knowledge will become yours.
Mu Qingyun read for a while, and then heard Mu Aizhen vomiting to Zhao Yang: "I heard that the 'Porcelain Sculptures of the Three Martyrs' placed here in Kunlun are genuine before the disaster. Wang from Yanzhou University The professor lived in Kunlun for half a year just to see it every day..."
The hotel obviously put a lot of thought into the decoration. In the corridors above the ninth floor, there are many handicrafts and works of art, which are valuable and exquisite.
During the past few days when Mu Qingyun was here, he loved to visit the hotel when he was tired and wanted to change his mind. He also liked this corridor very much.
It seems that if these people don't appreciate it, they won't leave.
I simply got up and took a detour, sending a WeChat message to Teacher Xiaofang and the others. See you at the Starlight Banquet Hall on the 22nd floor.
Mu Qingyun walked around for ten minutes and took the elevator straight to the 22nd floor. When he got out of the elevator, he happened to be face to face with Mu Aizhen.
"..."
