Chapter 2532 Disney Princess

Long legs mean fast walking. Laura followed the direction pointed by the waiter and soon saw Tiananmen Square. To be honest, the view from the gate alone was not as impressive as from the plane. Isn't it just a gate?

As soon as she entered the square, Laura was attracted by a vendor selling candied haws, who was pushing a bicycle and helping to bundle straw on the back seat.

She was sure that she had never eaten it before. It was bright red and looked very tempting.

The vendors came from the nearby rural areas of Hebei Province. They were honest and a little cunning. Because they had been in Beijing for a long time, they learned a lot of experience in doing business in Beijing.

For example, when dealing with people who speak Beijing dialect, you must be honest in doing business, otherwise he will really dare to drag you to the market management department.

You can raise the price appropriately for people with foreign accents, because when they come to Beijing, they will naturally think that the prices here are very high.

If you raise the price appropriately, they will be more reliable and may even thank you.

As for foreigners, there is no need to be polite. They have high incomes. Not to mention the vendors from other places, including those in Beijing, seeing them is like seeing fat sheep. They will cut them with a knife.

So, when Laura gestured to ask the price, the vendor raised the price of one yuan to five yuan without hesitation.

In fact, this one yuan is also aimed at foreigners. People in Beijing buy this for one yuan and a half.

Chewing on the candied haws, Laura was very happy. She could eat something that cost less than one dollar.

She ate a lot of things along the way. It was dark and Laura was full. She remembered someone said that if you want to see the development of a city, go to the bars at night.

The word "Bar" is known to most taxi drivers. The driver was very enthusiastic and sent Laura directly to the Brotherhood Bar because it was the most lively.

As soon as she entered the bar, Laura was shocked. She had heard some rumors about this place.

For example, both men and women like to wear long clothes, and men also serve braids, not paying attention to hygiene, and so on. Of course, these are all said in some books.

But from the moment she landed in Beijing, these perceptions had been overturned.

To be honest, people here dress more fashionably than they do, because foreigners are used to wearing casual clothes, and the colors are not bright.

But there may be many tourists here, most of them wear all kinds of clothes, which look very fashionable.

Especially in this bar, if it weren't for the wrong skin color and hair color, Laura would definitely think this is still New York.

All the seats are full, and the atmosphere is very high. Laura doesn't care about this, and she herself is not a rich person.

I asked for a bottle of beer, stood at the bar and took a few sips, and then I saw a short man being pushed down on the stage by several girls.

Then the band changed its style, and the familiar melody shocked Laura.

Jackson is from the United States, and he has been popular for half a century. Even though he has died a long time ago, no one doesn't know him.

Let's put it this way, many people may not know who the president of the United States is, but there will definitely be no one who knows Jackson.

Ye Mao was pushed to the stage by Nao Nao and Ying Ying again. Since these two girls regarded the courtyard as their home, he was the one who was bullied the most.

There was no way. He couldn't drink as much as others. But he had to listen to them.

The Ye family had a problem. They were born with poor decomposition of alcohol. It started with Ye Wancheng.

Ye Yuze could drink, but it was all trained. He felt uncomfortable after drinking. When it came to Ye Feng and others, they couldn't even mention it. They just drank their lives.

Ye Mao was even worse. He was only full of passion when he picked up the wine glass. Then there was nothing else. Just one word: "coward!"

Therefore, every time he went out to drink with Nao Nao and others, he could only agree to their various conditions in exchange for safety.

When the music sounded, Ye Mao's body began to twist, and then the song suddenly rose, like a sharp arrow shot out suddenly, making everyone's heart tremble.

Black gloves

Put on your sunglasses and turn the volume up

No more

The guitar is so loud, don't think I'm too noisy

The time is up, no need to be shy

The music is passionate, the dance steps are ghostly, and the sound is crackling. The whole audience immediately boiled.

Lola felt that her heart was instantly grabbed, and she couldn't breathe.

"Like, too much like, how could there be such a man in China?"

After just a moment of stunned silence, Laura rushed to the dance floor with an "oh". Although she was tall, she was a famous dancing queen in college, and no one could compare to her.

Ye Mao was dancing passionately, and suddenly his eyes went black, and a big woman came to the opposite side of him.

Lola is best at mechanical dance. Every movement and body part is like a detachable part, full of jams and final performances, which makes people can't help but applaud.

Ouyang Xue and Liu Ling stared at the stage blankly. Although Ouyang Xue is a piano genius, she really knows nothing about dancing, especially this kind of strong sense of rhythm.

Liu Ling, who could only move his head to the beat, was stunned for a moment when he saw such a lively foreign girl dancing with Ye Mao.

Ye Mao was excited. Although his solo dance was free, he completely imitated Jackson's dance moves, which was a bit programmed.

However, Laura's various movements were like provocations, showing all kinds of disdain towards Ye Mao.

Young people are so strong, especially when stimulated by alcohol and music, Ye Mao naturally fought back, his movements becoming more and more difficult, and he also had a sense of disdain.

"Damn, it's so beautiful!"

"Ye Mao, I love you!"

Men and women go crazy together, it's so exciting.

Seeing Ye Mao dancing more and more wonderfully, Laura also used her own trick and actually performed a tap dance.

There are no movements in this dance, and it relies entirely on two heels to hit the stage, making fast drum beats, which is very enjoyable.

Most Chinese people have only seen this kind of dance from movies and TV shows, but this is the first time for real people to do it. Cheers immediately broke out.

Ye Mao, on the other hand, was gliding in a row, his movements were so fast that he seemed to be running, but his position did not change at all.

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

People are really going crazy. Everyone in the bar is twisting and turning. It doesn't matter if they can dance or not. If they don't move, they are aliens.

Look at that uncle, he obviously came with his little lover. Although there is not a hair in the middle of his head and his belly looks like he is in labor, so what?

This did not prevent him from holding his little lover in his arms and twisting his hip shaft wantonly. As for whether it would be sprained, that was a matter for the future. Anyway, he needed to be bold at this moment.

And if that fat aunt is as tall as a bucket, wouldn’t she have no waist? But you can twist your waist, and the middle section can always maintain a different position from the chest and hips anyway.

Laura has already jumped out of the fire. She has really never convinced anyone by dancing? But in this ancient eastern land, she was crushed.

Laura thrust her body forward and hit Ye Mao's pelvis opposite her, and Ye Mao turned around, shaking his buttocks like a motor.

The shouts and curses in the audience had already drowned out the music, and everyone seemed to be going crazy.

Batu and Wang Luodan stood at the bar and sighed:

"We seem to be getting old."

Wang Luodan gave him a blank look: "Do you think you should be like Ye Mao?"

Yang Geyong scooped up a large glass of wine from the basin, drank it in one gulp, and pulled Ye Yuze:

"Let's go, I can't bear to look at you."

Ye Yuze laughed "haha" and left with him. Yes, this world has always been full of waves. Without the curtain call of one generation, there would be no beginning for the next generation.

After walking out of the door, Yang Geyong shook his head. The wind had begun to get warmer, which made his thinking much clearer.

"Yuze, what are we going to do after the first floor is finished? I'm tired of this kind of retirement life."

Ye Yuze was helpless: "You are already old. If you are asked to twist on the stage like Ye Mao, you will probably dislocate your hip bones."

What did Yang Geyong want to say unconvinced? But in the end, he didn't say anything, and the two of them left with a long sigh.

It's not that they don't like this atmosphere, but that the children are restrained and unable to let go when they are around.

The song finally ended. Laura was like a motor that had lost power. Her whole body suddenly relaxed and she felt like she could no longer stand.

Look at Ye Mao, he is still so full of energy, and it seems that he can play a few more songs.

Laura stretched out her hand: "Laura, from New York."

Ye Mao stepped forward and hugged: "Ye Mao, from Junken City."

Listening to Ye Mao's pure English, Laura was stunned:

"Have you ever been in the United States?"

Ye Mao nodded: "I was born and raised there, and later returned to China."

"Buy it, it's great!"

Loli kissed him on the cheek excitedly:

"Can you be my guide and translator? I have no friends here. I will pay you."

Ye Mao teased: "Tell me, how much reward can you give me?"

Laura reached into her pocket, then thought of something, and murmured in embarrassment:

"I only have three thousand dollars. How much I can give you depends on you. How much can you help me save?"

Ye Mao laughed "haha" and stepped down to the bathroom.

When everyone saw him coming down, they all came forward to say hello.

Ye Mao responded, after all, young people like this kind of atmosphere. He is not a star and does not need any halo. He just wants to be happy.

After entering the bathroom, he just walked into a cubicle, but there was a squeeze behind him. Ye Mao turned around quickly, thinking that he was attacked, and then he was confused.

It turned out that Laura had followed him in and squeezed into a cubicle with him.

"This is a men's room, women are not allowed in. This is not America."

Ye Mao was a little anxious. This girl was too cold and careless. This kind of thing would cause problems in China.

But Laura Miguo was used to it, so she stretched out her hand and unzipped his zipper, then squatted down and lowered her head. Ye Mao felt his body tremble, and he lost his resistance in an instant...

After a long time, several people saw a man and a woman walking out of the men's room at the same time. The two men smiled ambiguously, understanding.

A girl was full of dissatisfaction: "I've liked him for a long time, why should I let a big guy take the lead?"

The female companion was dismissive: "How about you drag him in again? Besides, this can't be the first place, it's just earlier than you."

Laura hugged Ye Mao's shoulders as if she were hugging a son. Thinking about a 1.8-meter-old woman hugging a 1.7-meter-meter woman, it was impossible to coordinate.

"You are awesome. Is my reward enough? Not enough to continue?"

Faced with Laura's provocative gaze, Ye Mao dodged a little. Damn it, Ouyang Xue and Liu Ling were both outside, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

Sure enough, just as the two people came out of the bathroom, Ouyang Xue and Liu Ling appeared in succession. Ye Mao was frightened for a while. It's scary for creatures like women to be jealous.

Ye Mao introduced, "Liu Ling, Ouyang Xue, are my girlfriends."

Laura raised her eyebrows: "Are you as good as me?"

Ye Mao wanted to slap this guy to death. Damn it, this is China. Does anyone ask this kind of question?

But at least Ouyang Xue and Liu Ling are not proficient in English, so they didn't realize that Laura was talking?

Otherwise, given Liu Ling's character, it would be impossible to say whether the mule or the horse was out for a ride.

Because Laura was a foreigner, Ouyang Xue and the others were very polite and asked Ye Mao to take her back to the hotel. They took a taxi back themselves.

Arriving at the door of the hotel, Ye Mao was about to say goodbye, but Laura grabbed him. This girl hasn’t had enough to eat yet!

Thinking about the predicament just now, Ye Mao's evil fire rushed up. There is no more effective education method for arrogant foreigners than whipping.

When Ye Mao returned home, it was already late at night, and he was faced with two pairs of probing eyes. Ye Mao’s words were serious:

"A foreign girl has no relatives. Isn't it our responsibility to educate her on what she needs to pay attention to when traveling in China?"

Ouyang Xueshen agreed, but Liu Ling was a little confused:

"How many hours did you tell her about the geography of China?"

Ye Mao shook his head: "Not only the geography, but also the customs and customs..."

Domestic newspapers have begun to publicize the screenings of Camellia and Zhu Bajie in the West. Especially the Oscar nomination of Camellia is like a shot in the arm, making people in all circles start to cheer up.

Since the beginning of movies, Chinese-language movies have never entered Hollywood, especially mainland film and television. Now that such an opportunity suddenly appeared, it was still a purely literary film. How could it not be exciting?

Therefore, various media have reported on it, mainly because this is the first time. Although the reasons are various, but with this first time, there will definitely be more in the future.

The human heart is like this. The less you can get something, the more you want it. Originally, Hollywood was purely something created by Westerners themselves, and their values ​​and ideologies are incompatible with ours.

How can you expect such a group of foreigners to understand a cultural heritage and values ​​​​that have been cultivated for thousands of years?

It's just that there are more countries participating in organized activities. Even if a country only has a few million people, they can call it "number one in the world" without any shame, which makes those public intellectuals flock to it.

Thinking about our huge country, we have our own complete cultural system and essence, plus the population, there is really no need to envy others!

It’s coming, it’s coming. During the double monthly ticket period, everyone vote. There are also free recommendation votes. Why are they missing these two days?