Wang Yueheng and others unexpectedly received a notification from the embassy.

The donation ceremony of cultural relics was originally scheduled to be held in the embassy's press conference hall.

The London City Council surprisingly relocated it to another theater—the Royal Opera House in Corvint Gardens!

The number of seats has increased from more than 500 at the beginning to 2,000!

The reason for making this change.

It was Wang Yueheng's heroic act of subduing "The Joker" Rogers and abandoning the terrorist attack that saved London.

The British citizens who had initially opposed the donation ceremony also took the initiative to learn about the relevant history because of Wang Yueheng's appearance.

After learning that these artifacts from the Dragon Kingdom were brutally looted from overseas by their own country.

The voices of opposition are no longer as intense as before.

Of course, the most crucial thing is...

If they continue to forcibly obstruct it...

These British people also fear that Roger the Joker might return to London to fight for his idol.

It could even lead to a wider range of terrorist attacks.

In that case, it would be a loss to leave these Chinese cultural relics behind.

"I never imagined we'd be performing at the Royal Theatre in London!"

"Now I'll have another honor on my resume!"

Upon learning of the situation, band member Luo Buqing was overjoyed and waved his arms excitedly.

Before joining the band, his dream was to become a civil servant and secure a stable job, just like drummer Zhang Heng.

However, his repeated failures in the civil service exams left him disheartened.

I'm planning to give up on the idea of ​​taking the civil service exam and go out to find a job instead.

If it weren't for the chance encounter with Wang Yueheng returning to his hometown and reorganizing the "Little Red Flower Band,"

Maybe he's still working as a salesperson at some foreign trade company, or as a band member at a bar in Jiang City...

So even if one day, Wang Yueheng is in a bad mood and disbands the Little Red Flower Band again, that's fine.

Based on these impressive performance experiences with the band.

Luo Buqing felt that he should be able to find a music job that paid over ten thousand yuan a month...

"Resume? Lao Luo, you don't mean you're planning to leave the band and go find a job!"

Upon hearing this, lead singer Wang Chang patted the guitarist with gray hair on the shoulder and teased him.

"Of course not, it's just that I'm afraid I might not be good enough and get kicked out of the band someday..."

"After all, there are many people far more talented than me who are eager to join the Little Red Flower Band..."

Luo Buqing scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and smiled awkwardly.

His words also represented the thoughts of the other band members.

After all, compared to Wang Yueheng, everyone's strength is far inferior.

If Wang Yueheng wanted to, he could easily rebuild a "Little Red Flower" band of even higher caliber.

"Don't overthink it. We're all family. Without you guys, the band wouldn't be called Little Red Flower..."

"Then it should be renamed Little Wildflower, Little Wildflower..."

"Sometimes ability is not the only criterion for selecting people. In my opinion, sincerity and character are more important than ability."

"And you are my best companions."

"As long as I have food to eat, I will never abandon everyone!"

Hearing his cousin Wang Chang and others discussing, Wang Yueheng walked over with a smile and said.

His calm tone carried an undeniable certainty and determination.

His words immediately reassured the members of the "Little Red Flower" band.

Let them know that as long as they don't betray Wang Yueheng for personal gain, he won't abandon them.

"Don't worry, Teacher Yue Heng, as long as you don't mind our performances, we will definitely accompany you on stage for the rest of our lives!"

"Let's conquer the world and make everyone proud to hear Chinese songs!"

Upon hearing this, the passion and enthusiasm in Zhang Heng, Luo Buqing, and the others seemed to be ignited instantly.

Even Gao Fei, who was usually aloof, couldn't help but clench her fair fists and show a look of emotion on her face.

"Alright, it's getting late, let's go!"

After giving his final pep talk, Wang Yueheng turned around and led the group toward the embassy gate.

Under the cover of night.

It includes the Little Red Flower Band, the Chinatown Choir, and the Zhang Liping Dance Team.

The three buses carrying embassy staff gradually turned on their bright headlights.

Escorted by two police cars with flashing lights, they drove straight along the main street to Cowent Gardens, the Royal Opera House.