There are many forms of stage plays, which are embodied in different forms in the East and the West, including dialogue-based drama forms; singing-based operas, and of course silent mime and other cultural manifestations in various countries.
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Chu Long only appreciates these so-called art forms. When he knows more about them, he does it just to show off. He doesn't treat them as hobbies like Corporal Lin En and others. This is why Chu Long was wandering around in the world for half of the process.
pont street
The man in a black suit, a jazz hat, and a wooden cane engraved with a small skull was walking alone on the street, looking at the surrounding environment as he walked, looking like a tourist on a leisurely trip.
Before he had taken two steps, he realized that someone was following him. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly before disappearing. The glass in the street shop was really clean, and the weather was rare. The two guys behind him who were chatting against the street lamp were
What idiots they are, or how much the people who sent them look down on themselves!
There happened to be a drainage ditch next to the street lamp, and there was a strange smell. The two of them smelled the smell and pretended to chat against the street lamp, but their eyes glanced at them from time to time. How unprofessional was this!
Such good weather is really wasted for "walking the dog". He should be picking up a girl, the man thought animatedly as he walked.
The most famous thing about Ponte Street is not its history and culture, nor is it a high-end neighborhood. It is the most famous grocery street in London, also called Taobao Street.
The Thames Canal is the mother river of Britain. It not only runs through the history of Britain and gave birth to the brilliant culture of the British Empire, but also almost covers the British waters. It is a "mother river" like the Yellow River of China. Ponte Street is only
Across the street from the Thames River, wandering merchants from many countries sell unique specialties from other countries here.
The man walked into a grocery store. What he saw was a simple and uncomplicated layout. Glass display cabinets were displayed on both sides. There were various items with regional and period colors inside. Facing the door were wooden cabinets with a full sense of the times.
Acts as a cash register.
A middle-aged man in his forties wearing a linen plaid shirt held a feather duster in his hand and kept cleaning the invisible dust on the wooden cabinet. Even if a customer came in, he was still doing his own thing.
After the man wearing a jazz hat entered the door, he looked at the furnishings in the store. Nothing in sight could make the man's eyes stay for more than a second. "Boss, there are other products that are not on display."
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"Sir, what do you want? I don't have those high-end luxuries here." The boss raised his head and glanced at the man, and his low and hoarse voice sounded in the quiet grocery store.
"Zhong, what I want is the kind of clock from ancient China, not a clock." The man's clear voice came out.
The boss looked up at the man in front of him. After a deep look, he turned and walked into the store. Within two minutes, he held several small bronze bells of different shapes and placed them on the counter one after another. "Sir, you are here."
Do you want it?"
They have different shapes and sizes, ranging from about the same size. The carvings on the clocks are inscribed with characters that most people cannot understand, but some are also engraved with patterns and portraits. The only thing is that these clocks have more or less rust on them, but they are not.
affect appearance.
In ancient China, a bell was a kind of metal sounding instrument with a hollow interior that emitted a loud and mighty sound. However, no one ever gave a bell as a gift. "Send the End" and "Send the Bell" have the same pronunciation but different words. In ancient times,
People from China seem to bring death.
The clock the man bought was a souvenir for himself. His teacher said that every time he completed a task, he would store the most valuable souvenir in the clock. This also led him to try to collect clocks wherever he went.
In the past few years, I have nearly fifty clocks in my collection, each with its own characteristics, and some similar in appearance but with different contents. In short, I have almost formed a habit.
The man stepped forward and looked at it for a moment, then looked at the boss in front of him, and what he said made the boss open his mouth in surprise.
"I want all of these, do you have any more? As many as you want." The man said in a gentle voice.
"Wha...what, sir, are you sure you want it?" The boss seemed to think that he had heard wrongly. He ignored what the man said and confirmed again.
My grocery store has been open for four or five years, and people come to buy anything, even rare exotic musical instruments. But I have never seen anyone buying musical instruments as food. They are still exotic musical instruments.
It’s really weird to buy a bunch of them every year, but this year there are so many!
"Boss, I don't have time to joke with you. I want all of this." The man looked directly at the store owner and said with great seriousness.
"No, these small bronze bells and one big bronze bell were left behind by my father at that time, and no one has ever wanted them."
The boss told the truth. He could see that the person in front of him really wanted to buy it, so he told the truth. He didn't expect that someone would actually buy the almost forgotten exotic musical instrument. This was really unexpected!
The man didn't say anything else. He took out 500 pounds and put it on the counter. He looked at the boss in front of him and said, "I don't think the value, including the big clock, is more than this!"
The boss looked at the 500 pounds in front of him and didn't reach out to take it for a moment. It was really a big blow. These foreign musical instruments were almost covered in dust in the warehouse. He originally planned to give them 500 pounds as long as someone gave him money.
All the pounds were sold, which is better than being forgotten. I didn’t expect it to still sell for this price.
"Sir, this money is enough to buy these musical instruments. However, the rust stains on the big clock are much more than these small ones, and the appearance is not as good as the ones in front of you..."
The boss simply explained his situation about the big clock to the man in front of him who was interested in buying it. He didn't want people to come back to him and say that he deliberately deceived the customer and didn't explain the situation of the instrument clearly.
The man took out a hotel note from his jacket pocket, quickly wrote an address and a name on the counter, turned the note over and pushed it in front of the grocery store owner and said: "Send all these clocks to this address, this
People will accept it.”
The boss saw that the man didn't take his words seriously. Fortunately, he said everything he needed to say. He looked up at the man and said seriously: "Sir, I don't accept returns here. Have you thought clearly about buying it?"
"To you, these things are goods, but to me they are collectibles, and I have always only collected them."
After saying that, the man turned around and walked towards the door. Halfway there, he suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, if there are more people in the future, I will come again."
Pushing open the store door, the man left the grocery store and walked towards the next store. People who didn't know better would just think that the man was a Taobao collector, but only those who were monitoring him knew that this was a very extreme case.
A dangerous person.
At the end of the day, I walked around a few streets, and this was the only street selling these weird and exotic items. Finally, it was not in vain.
A sneer appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, the moment of reckoning is coming. Don't let me down!
Apartment in a certain area of London
"Hey! Are you all foodies?"
The Mediterranean man frowned and looked at a pair of almost identical men sitting on the sofa in front of him. The two men were holding a burger in each hand, and there were two portions of borscht on the coffee table next to the sofa.
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It is almost difficult for people who don’t know these foodie brothers to tell who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother. It is really difficult to distinguish the appearance of the two, but fortunately, everyone who knows their brothers knows that the elder brother loves to eat beef, but he just doesn’t eat it.
Chicken, on the other hand, my younger brother loves beef the most and never eats chicken.
I don’t blame the Mediterranean men for being angry. In fact, they were sent to complete the task, but it has been two days now and the task has not been completed. However, these two guys have been eating, except for sleeping time, even going to the bathroom.
There was food in their mouths.
After the man on the left swallowed the beef in his mouth, he looked at the Mediterranean man in front of him and said solemnly: "Sir, did you know! The last person who disturbed our meal met the Lord he believed in in advance."
"I have been in charge of the London area for nearly ten years, and this is the first time I have been threatened." The Mediterranean man's expression changed slightly, but he still said firmly.
"Any news in the royal family will not be hidden from us. You have to believe us." The man on the right said softly.
The gentle tone sounded like thunder in the Mediterranean man's ears, and his face flushed instantly, as if blood was rushing up to his head.
After the Mediterranean man glanced at the man on the right with an ugly expression, he turned around and was about to leave the room. At this time, the man on the left spoke again: "Six more croissants, and two cups of coffee without sugar."
After taking a deep breath, the middle-aged Mediterranean man's expression changed for a moment and then returned to normal. He turned around and opened the door and left the room.
"He seems to have hatred for us. It seems that this guy doesn't have much contact with the God of Death." The man on the left glanced at the door coldly and said to himself.
"Ants never know what higher-level creatures are thinking. They can't even control their own death," the man on the right said, looking at the borscht in front of him.
The man on the right stood up, turned around and came to the window. Being on the third floor of the apartment, they could clearly observe the situation around the apartment without drawing too much attention to him.
"A lot of people have come to Shenguang Church. It seems like there is a big move. Do we need to pay attention?" The man on the left said after taking a sip of soup.
"No offense exists between wells and rivers. Our tasks do not conflict with theirs. Just pay attention to them and don't worry about them.
Elvis is not easy to deal with. He is a stubborn and smelly old man who is incredibly strong. I don’t want to deal with him.”
The man on the right said coldly with a zombie face. He has dealt with the Shenguang Church more than once. They are a group of well-organized and extremely vindictive lunatics. God knows if they will go crazy. He doesn't want them to affect the mission.