In a room in a Western restaurant located in Times Square, New York, there is a piano music played by Mo Qianluo just now.
A Western restaurant that can be seen everywhere in Times Square does not have such professional recording equipment. However, this is not an ordinary fashion square, but the New York Times Square in the United States, which is called the crazy triangle where wealth and art hold hands! You can find these recording equipment in some stores selling music records or making records.
As for operating these machines, there are street artists everywhere in Times Square, including B-BOY and Rocker. They play with this equipment more professional than those who open recording stores.
Bai Xiangbing and others, who originally thought they could be immune to Mo Qianluo's music, felt that they were completely stupid enough to be stupid. They played enough ancient instruments in the spiritual world, and when they came to Earth, they played modern instruments. Before leaving, they not only gave the song to the beautiful manager, but also created several violin and electronic piano music that were not inferior to each other on the spot.
Yun Chi, Xunlian and Bai Xiangling took part in the battle and also made several songs. Although they were not as good as Mo Qianluo's, they were also rare in the outside world.
"Are you all-round in music?" Bai Xiangbing asked.
Mo Qianluo blinked at him, and said with a rare cuteness: "What do you think?"
"You can act cute?" Murong Mei said uncertainly.
As soon as he asked, he immediately recovered from his facelessness.
Did I have hallucinations just now? Bai Xiangbing said intimately.
Dazzled? Murong Mei thought to herself, it’s impossible that she is not adapting to the local environment.
The faceless Mo Qianluo is true love!
Because the music that Mo Qianluo unintentionally showed completely conquered the restaurant's presence, the restaurant said that in order to prevent unnecessary things from happening, the beautiful manager took them away from the back door. Bai Xiangbing and others also thought that this would be better, although their skills did not have to worry about the people outside who would instantly turn into crazy fans and do something.
But you can show less. They come to Earth not to show off, but to find that fat man!
Before coming, Dongfang Yaomeng once proposed to make the earth soar. Once she became famous, she would attract attention and let Bai Xiangbing announce his identity in his previous life. In this way, even if we don’t go to him, he would come to us on his own initiative. But this idea was directly rejected.
Doing this will definitely become famous, but it will definitely cause social unrest and is inconsistent with their plan to not contact. Even if the authorities cannot deal with them, it is absolutely OK to deal with that fat man, and it will also affect the lives of the people Bai Xiangbing knew in his previous life and affect the international situation.
As they walked out of the restaurant, Bai Xiangbing turned around inadvertently and saw a Chinese couple who seemed to have arrived after they entered the restaurant.
They... look so familiar... Bai Xiangbing said intimately.
"Hey, is there anything in the restaurant?" Dongfang Yaomeng slapped Bai Xiangbing behind her and asked, "Is there an acquaintance in your previous life?"
"No... maybe it's a waste of money." Bai Xiangbing said: "Also, you'll take my life after taking such a strong shot."
"Well~ aren't you used to it?" Dongfang Yaomeng smiled like a cat. She grabbed Bai Xiangbing's hand and held him and strode forward towards the tour guide given to them by the beautiful manager of the restaurant.
Are you blinded? Qi Xiangdie glanced back slightly. She didn't believe this statement. With his cultivation level, he would be dazzled. Don't be funny! Isn't there anyone who is better than them? There are things that make him feel dazzled in this world that are almost ordinary people?
Is there something wrong with the restaurant? Or is there something wrong with the person sitting inside? Qi Xiangdie immediately analyzed the information fed back from the perception with an assassin's mind.
The spiritual energy and spiritual capacity in this world are very rare. On the contrary, those particles called PM2.5 are mostly everywhere. Qi Xiangdie said intimately.
"What kind of expression do you have? I'm sorry for myself if I don't come to this world and have fun! Let's go!" Dongfang Yaomeng turned around and went to pick Xiangdie.
"Hey." Qi Xiangdie, who was pulled by Dongfang Yaomeng, had no change in speed even when wearing high-heeled boots, and could still catch up with Dongfang Yaomeng wearing cloth shoes.
Just kidding, the running training I received when Qi Xiangdie was a disciple before was much more difficult than running in high heels, and it was not of the same level at all.
"Hey, beautiful ladies, now I, Lyon, will guide you all." The tour guide named Lyon, who was found by the beautiful manager, introduced himself funnyly: "My name is Lyon, but it is not the Lyon in Resident Evil. I have never seen zombies or killed zombies. Instead, I hope that when Resident Evil occurs, there will be an authentic Lyon carrying a Chicago typewriter to take me out of the day of birth."
"Hello." ×8.
In that space, their English was forced to be devilishly tutored for a week by Baique. Except for not being able to write, listening or talking is no problem. If you read it, it is not a problem. Except for Dongfang Yaomeng, you have passed the test.
Qi Xiangdie asked, "Do you like guns?"
Lyon smiled and said, "Of course, no man can resist the temptation of guns and racing cars. Before Obama launched the "Bulle Gun Order", he bought three of them. He didn't have enough salary and could only buy two M9 pistols. The only submachine gun is a second-hand product. Now that the "Bulle Gun Order" has been launched, the "Bulle Gun Order" has not been truly implemented. That's right. The United States has been buying and selling guns for many years, and it's not just banned. From my personal feeling, I still don't like "Bulle Gun Order", but from the perspective of national security, I hope the implementation of the "Bulle Gun Order".
Qi Xiangdie asked, "So where can I get a gun in the United States?" After that, he took out the American green card that Bai Que had used to get her and said, "With this card, you can buy a gun."
The bug that people who got the green card would not know where to get the gun was ignored by Lyon. He thought he should be referring to those powerful guys, so he had to say that he guessed this point correctly. And he had been hit by the powder developed by Mo Qianluo without realizing it, and he would answer whatever he asked, but he did not completely deprive him of his mind. Moreover, he would lose his medicinal properties after half a day or after being strongly frightened, and would not notice it later.
Lyon, who had Chinese medicine powder, said: "There are still some selling on the market. Of course, if you like a powerful one, you can do it in the black market. If you can't afford it, you can also borrow it from a friend. If you borrow it or buy it from a friend, it's best to join a firearm enthusiast association or club. Yesterday, a rich man in the association just showed off his latest Barrett sniper rifle! My submachine gun and a pistol were also second-hand goods transferred from a friend."
Murong Mei patted his shoulder and said, "You don't understand the world of rich people."
Lyon Kodda smiled and said, "If you understand, I am not a loser."
Lyon's words were very humorous, making a few girls laugh along the way. In this world where no one knew their identity, they laughed very happily. Especially Bai Xiangling, the smile was trembling, and her slightly shaking chest made Bai Xiangbing's heart heat up. Even Mo Qianluo and Qi Xiangdie, who had no faces, covered their mouths and chuckled, not to mention Dongfang Yaomeng, who had always ignored these things.
With the route brought by the tour guide Lyon, the group came to Broadway. They had not seen the operas in this world on site. There were theaters on both sides of Broadway Street. I wanted to see Mo Qianluo and Murong Mei of the operas in this world on site, so I asked Bai Xiangbing to buy some tickets for the nightclub for them and planned to watch them at night.
After buying the ticket, Lyon, who was standing in the middle of the street, said, "Welcome to the world-famous Wall Street." Then he laughed at himself: "I don't like this block very much because I don't have money."