The American Scripture

The food street in Dongzhimen is also called Guijie. It is the most prestigious food street in Beijing. Because many foreign embassies are here, many foreigners come here to taste the food, not only blondes, but also those who talk. Bird-speaking Koreans and Japanese people often haunt here.

On the one-kilometer-long street, there are most of the restaurants, about 156. There are many festivals, as long as you walk all the way on this street, you will ask about the fragrance that keeps wafting out along the way.

"Spicy crayfish, grilled fish, and a few more ingredients." Zhen Fan picked a family and sat down. The tabletop was very clean. There were many people in the shop. Next to them was a middle-aged couple, but it was not China. People, listening to them, it looks like they are Koreans. They are facing Zhen Fan with two children, about sixteen or seventeen years old, white and pure, with some freckles on the girl's face.

"Okay, come right away!" The waiter used to run and quickly passed the order out.

"It's so lively!" Emma smiled at Zhen Fan, "I like it here, I feel the atmosphere is good."

"This is the way of life of people of different races in different countries. You can't change it. It's like dining in the United States. You can't do that. But...I still like the atmosphere. It's lively and it's not too deserted!" Zhen Fan smiled and looked at Emma, ​​"But... are you really used to such an occasion?"

"Of course... I like it, you know, I'm usually alone in the United States, so... I always feel a little lonely, yes, that's it. If someone is willing to accompany me in such a lively place, I will be happy Dead!" Emma said, taking off her sunglasses.

She didn't think she needed to wear this in China, but couldn't help Zhen Fan's repeated requests, so she had to wear it. So when she took it down, the little boy sitting across from her was suddenly stunned. It seemed that his eyes were rounded in disbelief, then he lowered his head and muttered to the same surprised girl.

At this time, Zhen Fan's food arrived, and they ordered a few more bottles of beer. The two of them planned to start enjoying the food happily. Zhen Fan hasn't come for a long time. Naturally, I have a deep nostalgia for the food here, and it is really delicious, and Emma feels fresh.

"It tastes really good!" Emma ate a crayfish, her mouth was a bit spicy, and there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, but she still couldn't help screaming delicious. Indeed, when the spicy taste explodes on the tip of your tongue, it is difficult to stop, and it is also difficult to refuse again.

"You will also eat better, grilled fish. Chongqing's grilled fish. You will know that grilled fish can still be eaten like this!" Zhen said, using chopsticks to carefully tear off a piece of grilled fish for Emma and put it on In her plate.

Emma can't wait to use chopsticks to hold it, but she still hasn't used chopsticks well until now. Zhen Fan couldn't help but shook her head, and saw Emma winking at Zhen Fan: "You help me clip it!"

"What?" Zhen Fan stared at him.

"You help me, I can't do it well, to be honest, these two bamboo chopsticks seem to have an opinion on me, they never obey my command, so...you have to help me!" Emma Looking at Zhen Fan with a smile. There is also a taste of coquetry.

"Okay, okay, you're a big star!" Zhen Fan said, picking up the fish, and Emma opened her mouth and leaned forward. He bit the fish that Zhen Fan stretched out into his mouth, tasted it in his mouth for a while, and licked his tongue proudly and smiled: "I'm not a star here, this is China, you see. Lian. No one recognizes someone as famous as you, so how can they possibly know me?"

As soon as Emma's words fell, he saw the middle-aged man sitting next to them stand up and look at them, then walked over, and said cautiously: "I'm sorry to disturb you." He faced Emma and Zhen Fan. Bowing, looks very humble and respectful.

He speaks English and his accent is fairly standard. Zhen Fan looked at him and said calmly, "What can I do for you? Sir, you are not Chinese, are you Korean?"

"Yes, sir, I am a Korean. I have been working in China for more than a year. I'm sorry to disturb you. Excuse me... Are you Mr. Zhen Fan? This beautiful lady is Miss Emma Waters? "The middle-aged man said quickly, "My name is Park Yongjun and I work in the Korean Embassy in China! This is my business card!" He took out a business card from his jacket pocket and gave it to Zhen Fanhe, half arched. Emma handed it over.

The two took it in a puzzled manner. Zhen Fan looked at it and found that it was indeed a staff member working at the embassy, ​​so he nodded and smiled: "You know me? Why do you need me to help you?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhen, I know something about you, especially your wine. I was fortunate to taste it. The taste is very good. So I have learned something about you specifically, and I saw it on the Internet. But ...My daughter...that's her!" Park Yongjun turned sideways, and said to the girl who was sitting there with eyes shining in excitement, "She likes your magic very much and admires you very much!"

"Thank you!" Zhen Fan nodded and said this politely.

"You must be Miss Emma Waters. My son and my family love watching your movies. I think Harry Potter is one of the best movie series in the world." Park Yongjun smiled and looked excited. It seemed that he valued Emma's reputation more.

"Excuse me... You are..." Zhen Fan decided to stop this guy from talking flattery here, and asked directly, "This is really not a good place to talk! Is there anything?"

"Yes, we want to take a photo with you, just one, today is my son's birthday, I think... please you two!" He actually stood up and bowed to the two respectfully. Bowed.

"Well, I'm fine!" Emma agreed not to see anyone being so courteous.

At this time, Park Yongjun turned his head and said a few words to the boy and the girl. The two children looked very happy and ran over immediately. At the same time, the middle-aged woman also smiled, maintaining a very reserved appearance. . The girl stood next to Zhen Fan, while the boy stood beside Zhen Fan nervously.

In blunt Chinese, Park Yongjun invited a young man who was passing by and asked him to take pictures of himself. The man took the phone and took photos of Zhen Fan and Park Yongjun. When he was about to return the phone, he suddenly looked at Zhen Fan as if he had remembered something.

"You are... Zhen Fan?" When he said this, he was thinking, why is this person so familiar, and this Korean seems to have a strong request to take a photo with Zhen Fan, so he guessed in his heart, waiting for the shoot After finishing the photo, he didn't want to miss this opportunity. In case it was Zhen Fan, he would be lucky.

"It seems that it has been so far. If you change your name one day, you won't be called Zhen Fan!" Zhen Fan smiled bitterly. It seems that it is really not easy to have a quiet meal here. I didn't expect it to be almost a year. , There are still people who remember what they look like, they still have such a high popularity.

"That's great, can you...take a photo with you?" The man quickly took out his mobile phone and handed it to Park Yongjun, "Help me and take a photo with our national treasure master! "This is a bit exaggerated, but that's what this guy thinks in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I caused you trouble!" Park Yongjun couldn't accept it, so he bowed to Zhen Fan and apologized to Zhen Fan and Emma in English, "It's all because of me that I didn't let you enjoy this quietly. Dinner!"

"If you still say anything, there will be more people in the meeting!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but said to him funny. The Korean man's chirping was really speechless.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right now!" Park Yongjun said and immediately took a picture of the man standing between Zhen Fan and Emma with his camera, then returned the phone and bowed to express his apologies. Reluctantly left. When the two children went out, they kept looking at Zhen Fan and Emma.

"Great, can I boast in front of my friends?" After finishing the photo, the man actually asked Zhen Fan to ask such a question.

"It's okay, just go, it's your right!" Zhen Fan nodded quickly and said to him.

The man walked toward the door happily, then looked back at Emma, ​​suddenly slapped his thigh, and shouted, "Are you Emma Waters?"

Emma nodded with a smile, as she admitted. The man suddenly laughed, clenched his fists in excitement, waved a few times in the air and shouted: "I earned it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I actually took a photo with Master Zhen and Emma at the same time!" He ran out without returning. He even forgot that he was here to eat, and now he ran away without eating!

This guy ran away, but Zhen Fan couldn't get away. His loud voice was an advertisement for Zhen Fan and Emma, ​​and immediately people continued to surround him. Everyone was a little unbelievable at first, but after a closer look , Began to take out mobile phones one after another, and students with notebooks also took out notebooks and pens.

Signing and taking photos, the crowd was surrounded by three floors inside and outside three floors, and there were even people asking questions like reporters. Someone even shouted out from the crowd: "Master, won't be on this Spring Festival Gala? If you don't, this year's Spring Festival Gala will be really meaningless. Waiting for you on the night of New Year's Eve, Master!"

Suddenly the crowd burst into laughter. Zhen Fan hurriedly said: "Well, since the people have asked questions, even if I violated Director Feng's confidentiality clause, I have to give you some information. I came back to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, and... this one beside me Miss Emma Waters will too!"

Immediately, there was enthusiastic applause from the crowd, and the sound of people laughing. It was really lively. It was really difficult for Zhen Fan to go out. RP

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