There were few people on the plane, so my brother was not recognized, but when he was about to get off, he still put on a mask, sunglasses and a baseball cap.
"Hey, Mr. Qin, why don't you just..." Leslie Cheung stretched out his hand and moved it up and down on his face, meaning to dress up.
Xiaobao laughed awkwardly: "Few people in the mainland know me, let alone in Xiangjiang, so I won't deceive myself."
"How is that possible? If you shout, it's a husky that can sing, and reporters will come over right away." My brother narrowed his eyes, probably smiling.
When leaving the cabin, a beautiful stewardess blushed and wanted to take a photo with her brother.
Leslie Cheung also nodded in agreement, pulled down his mask, and Xiaobao became the photographer.
"You go back first and don't worry about me."
My brother sent away his assistant, and just to show off, he left a bag on his back.
"Over there." Liu Minghua took the lead, dragging a small suitcase, and soon found someone waiting outside, holding a sign saying: Welcome Mr. Qin Xiaobao.
The elder brother didn't say anything. He followed Xiaobao, watched him chat for a few words, and then walked out of the gate to the parking lot.
She even helped him open the door.
Xiaobao is helpless, brother, you are too into the drama.
But after getting in the car, my brother looked around and said, "Hey, Andy isn't here?"
The contact person was stunned for a moment. Damn it, your little assistant can call Hua Zai by his name?
Turning around, I saw the "assistant" taking off his mask and sunglasses.
"Eh? Zhang...Zhang...brother!"
"Thunder Monkey, why didn't Andy come to pick up the guests?" Leslie Cheung looked up and waved casually.
"Oh, he's already waiting at the hotel. I'll call him now." The agent was about to take out his cell phone.
"No, stop first, don't tell him I will come over, it's a surprise."
"knew."
Although he couldn't quite understand the conversation between the two, Qin Xiaobao could guess some of it. Liu Minghua shyly took out his mobile phone: "Brother, can we take a photo together."
"sure!"
Xiaobao acted as the photographer for the second time.
The staff started the car and looked in the rearview mirror at the three people who seemed to be familiar to each other. I had never heard that Qin Xiaobao knew his brother. It seemed that his strength should not be underestimated.
My brother was very enthusiastic. He knew on the plane that it was Xiaobao's first time back to Xiangjiang and took the initiative to introduce places worth visiting and what he could eat along the way.
Qin Xiaobao felt a little flattered. This was the first time they met.
After walking for about an hour, the vehicle arrived at Tsim Sha Tsui. Before getting off the bus, my brother finished dressing up again and followed the agent to the roadside.
I thought I was going to a hotel with a big sign, so I walked in directly from the alley on the side.
To be honest, if it weren’t for the Cantonese that came to my ears and the traditional Chinese characters on the signboards, Tsim Sha Tsui would not be much different from the Magic City. Pedestrians were in a hurry, and there were also old men enjoying the cool downstairs, all busy.
about their own affairs.
"Hua Zai will still choose the other party." The elder brother obviously knew where he was going.
It can only be said that Tsim Sha Tsui is a tolerant area. The roads are bright and bright, and there are still many old houses inside. Especially, a blond foreigner walked out of a corridor, talking on the phone and speaking Cantonese. Xiaobao was fascinated by it.
He was stunned for a while.
After walking for five minutes, the guide stopped.
Looking up, I saw a sign that had faded and was not obvious.
“Jixiang Tea Restaurant”
"This is a long-established restaurant. Even though the decoration is ordinary, the taste is the same as it has been for decades. It's very good."
Xiaobao nodded and walked in.
The facade is small, but there is something special inside.
When it is extremely narrow at first, it can lead to people. When it is extremely narrow at the beginning, it can lead to people. After walking dozens of steps, it suddenly becomes enlightened.
The whole floor was full of customers. It was bustling and lively. The guests were chatting and eating. The waiters were all men and women of some age. They were carrying plates and shuttled among the crowd. They were still shouting and full of excitement.
The breath of life.
A few people turned left and entered the inner room, where there was a row of small boxes.
After pushing the door open and entering, the king who was looking at his mobile phone stood up and showed his trademark smile.
"Here you go, thank you for your hard work, sit down quickly."
King Liu Tian stood up.
The box is really not big, there are six people in total, it is full and full.
"I was supposed to go to the Magic City, so I bothered you to come over." The King of Heaven was very polite.
"It's okay, I just thought of it as a trip. It's my first time to come to Xiangjiang and see the world." Xiaobao smiled and took the teacup and took a sip.
"If you're not tired, take your gifts to the hotel later, and I'll ask Zhenghua to take you out for a walk." Tian Wang pointed to the assistant who came with him and said, "Come and order, let's see what we have to eat."
"Western toast, pineapple oil, dry-fried beef river, wonton noodles..."
The king laughed immediately.
The man wearing a mask opposite was taking orders, even in Cantonese, and all of them were signature dishes, so skillfully that people had to pay attention.
Coupled with the familiar voice and body shape...
"Why are you here?"
In TV dramas, it's not just that you put on glasses or change your hairstyle, the protagonist will be blind and unable to recognize people.
My brother kept it so tight, but in the eyes of acquaintances, it was still as obvious as a firefly in the dark.
The two men laughed, hugged each other, and patted each other on the back.
Leslie Cheung sat down and briefly explained what happened on the plane. Liu Tianwang was very direct: "Xiaobao, what song is it? Can you let me listen to it?"
The elder brother was anxious: "I heard you first, okay?"
Xiaobao was secretly happy in his heart. He didn't expect that big stars have no airs at all. All subtlety and humility are all fake.
When you find something you like, chase it and get it. This is a happy life. I learned from it.
Face is something you get from others. Being reserved doesn't mean you have face.
"Besides, you've already prepared to record the record, and all the songs have been arranged. Wouldn't it disrupt the rhythm?"
"No way!" Tian Wang slowly poured a cup of tea: "Add a song, it's a very simple thing, as long as I want to."
"No, you don't want to!" My brother touched his pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes. He found that no one present was angry, so he called an aunt.
When the aunt saw the two celebrities, she just said "Come here", calmly gave them a lighter, and left.
"It seems you are all regular customers," Xiaobao said with a smile.
The King of Heaven nodded: "This store has been here for decades. I have been coming here often since I was a young boy."
"Don't change the subject. Really, this song is not suitable for you." My brother blew out a smoke ring and said, "You have to be particular about first come, first served."
The King of Heaven laughed: "What's the point of us being so happy? People may not be willing to sell it. Let me tell you, Xiaobao is also a singer himself and his singing is also very good."
"I know, otherwise I would be attracted to him on the plane."
Eh eh eh?
The King of Heaven was stunned. You are a big boss after all. Is it really okay to lick like this?
Or, does that song really have some unique charm?
"It's a little noisy here. Why don't you wait and go to the recording studio to listen?" Tianwang suggested.
"There's nothing good to hear." The elder brother shook off the ashes of his cigarette and said, "Didn't I say that I wanted to let people rest and go out to have fun? As the host, you go to the recording studio as soon as you arrive. Are you embarrassed?"
"Excuse me." The King didn't specifically say that he wanted to earn some money. He just hadn't seen Leslie Cheung for a long time, so he felt happy and wanted to tease him. (It's just a presumption, don't think about it in reality.)
"I am my brother's fan." Xiaobao came out and said something fair: "To be honest, that song is indeed more suitable for my brother. Your voice is too deep."
"Look, look! There's nothing to argue about." My brother smiled broadly.
"Then Xiaobao can keep singing by himself." Tian Wang continued to choke.
"It's okay, it's okay!" Looking at his brother's gaze, Xiaobao shook his head: "Let's talk about it later. It's not something that can be solved immediately."
"Right."
The dishes arrived, each dish was exquisite, both hot and cold, making people want to eat.
Take a bite of the pineapple bun, the aroma of the fruit is combined with the softness and fragrance of the bread.
Take a sip of iced milk tea, sweet,
Another piece of crispy pork chop,
Fat and thin barbecued pork,
Crispy roast goose...
Xiaobao's mouth was full of oil and he was very satisfied.
While eating and chatting, the topic of course couldn’t be separated from Venice.