The two young men at the door were arguing with each other, and in the private room, Zhang Chuanwei and the others were also spraying, and their strange eyes kept scanning Tang Zhun.
Matt Pacino understood some of the words, this foreigner said that he was a fan of Wen Yidao, in order to read Wen Yidao's novels for the first time or more profoundly, he came to learn Chinese, and was conquered by the charm of Chinese??
Hearing this, I can't help but stop spraying food, and Wen Yizai is sitting next to them.
Song Zhaoming didn't know Tang Zhun's identity as a writer, Zhang Chuanwei, Wang Hui and others all knew it.
After knowing it, it makes people even more messy, is it really good for Tang Zhun to be so bullish?
If they didn't have a general understanding of who the other party was, they would all suspect that Matt Pacino was a trust, a crooked fruit that Tang Zhun invited to show the influence of his book.
However, Tang Zhun is not only not the kind of person who will ask to show off, but there is no need to do this to show off, here are all old classmates, all of them are all kinds of envy and awe of Tang Zhun, it makes sense for you to ask to show off?
Matt Pacino should not be To, is he really a fan of Tang Zhun, and he learned Chinese in order to read his novels?
The more he looked at it, the more weird he became, Zhang Chuanwei then tried to swallow his throat, smiled wryly and lowered his voice, "Originally, that guy pulled a strange foreigner in, which was quite annoying, but now it's quite interesting to see this foreigner." ” "Yes, a person who has the American dream and doesn't allow us to speak ill of us suddenly was slapped in the face by a foreign adult, it's amazing, can the two of them talk normally?
My head grew when I heard it.
Wang Hui, who was sitting on the other side of Tang Zhun, also lowered his voice and spoke, and he couldn't hold back his laughter as he spoke.
The two guys at the door who expressed their meaning in each other's language were too funny.
Song Zhaoming's sentence is mixed with about half of the English words, all of which are Republican-style Sichuan accents, which sounds very sad, and Matt Pacino is not much better.
"Song, you don't understand" can be said as "loose, mud biu move".
"You don't know" can be said to be "mud biu squeak".
He still took a word by word, and many words were inexplicably elongated, knowing that the squeak in it could be as long as a scream......
It's an accent that can make people's heads big and collapse when they sound.
"Old Tang, this foreigner is a stranger suddenly, but don't rush to catch up, let this foreign adult educate him well."
In Wang Hui's two low laughs, Zhao Xuzheng also pretended to pour wine and leaned into the suppressed low smile on Tang Zhun's side, he listened very hard and struggled, but he couldn't hide the hilarious effect brought by this magical foreigner.
Tang Zhun didn't rush people.
Matt Pacino and Song Zhaoming at the door?
The more we talked, the more intense it became.
"Matt, the United States is the example of democracy, freedom and fairness, and the hope of human civilization...... this is Matt's retort with some righteous indignation after all kinds of words that envy the people of the republic.
Mr.
Multimillionaire smiled shamefully, "Song, you are too simple, I don't know where you came to such a conclusion, in fact, it is all walks of life in the whole society, there is no fairness, any job has the same talent and ability, and the white people have at least ten times more chances than you, how can there be fairness?"
” Song Zhaoming couldn't stand such slander, and his head was a little fried, after all, it was not Zhang Chuanwei and other domestic people who said this, but an American from Los Angeles.
"The United States is far richer and more full of opportunities than we are, not as ......oppressive as it is at home."
The cockfighting anger became angry, and Song Zhaoming was also a little red-faced when he spoke.
Matt laughed even more, "I won't tell you the specific example, really, Song, your concept is amazing." ” "You're hospitable, welcoming, and full of praise for my country, but do you just see the glitz of Hollywood movies and think that the streets are full of blonde beauties?
No, the reality is that the streets are full of fat aunts. ” I also think that Song Zhaoming is very strange and a little unreasonable, even if Matt was warmly invited, he was interested at first, but now he doesn't want to enter the room, and politely glanced at the crowd in the room before saying, "It's nice to meet you, but it seems that the concept of Song and I is too different, in order not to disturb your interest for the time being, I still say goodbye." ” After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Song Zhaoming's excitement, turned around and left.
As he left, he couldn't help but mutter, this republic has a problem with their brains.
This sound was very small, Wang Hui and the others didn't hear it, Song Zhaoming and Yang Leru didn't hear it, only Tang Zhun heard it with extraordinary hearing.
This also made Tang Zhun look playful, and he couldn't help laughing.
It seems that Matt Pacino didn't recognize Tang Zhun either, which is not difficult to understand, Tang Zhun has not exposed any photos and images to the outside world, and his assets are billions of billions, and he has long been paying attention to him, and he may have secretly taken or sketched some of his photos at some times.
But those are far from being known to the public.
"Everyone is gone, let's eat."
After laughing, Tang Zhun picked up his wine glass and greeted Wang Hui and Zhao Xuzheng.
These people were all overjoyed and raised their glasses to celebrate, only Song Zhaoming was still standing there at the door, with a sense of collapse and disbelief, and the whole person was stupid.
Yang Leru pulled him back in embarrassment, but Song Zhaoming was still stunned, and he didn't wake up and kept muttering in denial.
"This must be fake, it must be fake."
"I must have met a fake American, shameful ......" ………… I don't know where he was brainwashed, but after being brainwashed, he had a foreign dream, and it is estimated that this dream will be difficult to break easily.
After getting to know Matt, he was hit hard, but Song Zhaoming still didn't want to believe it.
At the next meal, Song Zhaoming was all stunned, and occasionally he would get angry and scold in a low voice, completely ignoring Tang Zhun and the others, just sitting and playing alone.
At the end of the meal, Tang Zhun, Zhao Xuzheng and others ate very happily, and when they left, Song Zhaoming finally sobered up, and tried to squeeze out a smile to continue to greet Tang Zhun, but this time, he didn't speak any half-Chinese and half-English language.
He is not stupid, he knows how big a mess he is when Ramat's strange foreigner walks around.
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The crowd stood on the steps outside the hotel when they saw a group of foreigners gathered in the small square, happily talking about something with each other, and there was Matt from before.
Matt's eyes also lit up and beckoned to this side, "Song." ” Seeing a group of foreigners as soon as he greeted him, Song Zhaoming instinctively stepped forward with a strange mentality, but as soon as he approached, he felt bad.
"It's, normal flower placenta."
"Billy, the muddy well is very waterlogged." ………… Blonde and brown-haired foreigners stood on the ground and gathered in a pile, each speaking with their tongues open, Matt also smiled after Song Zhaoming approached, "This is Song, a very enthusiastic Republican, I think we can hire him as a tour guide and translator, which is conducive to our learning." ” First said to a group of foreigners in English, he looked at Song Zhaoming again, "Song, this is Billy, Gail......"
After a round of introduction, he said, "Some of us are from the United States, some are from the United Kingdom, Germany or Australia, all of whom want to learn Mandarin as soon as possible, for 500 dollars a day, are you willing to help with this?"
” There are more than a dozen foreigners in this circle, all of whom seem to have good family assets, at least they are dressed luxuriously and extraordinary.
Song Zhaoming also had a feeling of blackening in front of his eyes, why did he still think that speaking half-baked English in front of his compatriots and showing off words was a kind of pride, nobility, and often enjoyed it, when such a large group of foreigners were all speaking Mandarin so excitedly?