As performance groups entered the venue, Allen directed the photographers nearby to start filming.

This time, they brought a small crew of three photographers to capture every detail of Allen and William watching the Olympics together.

It can't be a wasted trip. This is called leaving video evidence. When William grows up, I can show it to him.

Alan had a serious look on his face, waving a Xiaomi flag as if pretending to be serious, and facing the video camera with his side face.

When the performance team dressed in traditional Korean costumes came out, Allen looked quite happy.

It is said that this kind of high-cut clothing... when the Japanese were still around, they had made a lot of fun with this kind of clothing, making it convenient for breastfeeding and all sorts of other things. Every time Alan sees this kind of clothing, he can't help but have a lot of imagination.

But when the performance team dressed in Ming Dynasty official uniforms came on stage, Allen was a little stunned.

As we all know, hosting the Olympic Games is the best opportunity to showcase a country's culture and image to the outside world.

But the premise is to showcase the unique culture of your own country, not that of other countries!

I've never heard of any country hosting the Olympic Games and showcasing other countries' culture and characteristics.

But this time, the Seoul Olympics opened Allen's eyes. Does South Korea really think that it is the ruler of all East Asia?

Whatever culture is yours...

Imagine a performance team consisting of hundreds of Korean sticks wearing Ming Dynasty official uniforms, performing ancient Ming Dynasty rituals, bowing and saluting towards the surroundings of the stadium with a fawning look on their faces.

A sense of déjà vu of a clown-like figure came over me.

It turns out that Koreans' habit of stealing other people's things started from this time?

He waved his hand with a gloomy look on his face, asking the camera crew next to him to stop filming him for the time being, and instead filmed the performance team below as a souvenir.

After attending the opening ceremony, all competitions can be held as scheduled.

Alan returned to the hotel they had booked together. He, William, and their entourage were accommodated on the top and second floors.

But the conditions are limited. Although it is called a three-star hotel, its standard is just a little more than one star. I cannot get used to living here at all as the conditions are too bad.

Alan couldn't wait to move to his villa in the suburbs.

…

Wisps of white smoke rise from the incense burner.

This is a semi-Chinese-style villa covering an area of ​​a little over 400 square meters. The Chinese-style architectural exterior and Japanese-style interior decoration make it look a bit strange.

There are two floors with a small garden and only a dozen rooms in total. With so few rooms, it is definitely not enough for Allen's team of dozens of people.

Fortunately, three similar villas nearby were also booked, so the servants could live in the villas nearby and make do.

After changing into a loose sportswear and sitting cross-legged in front of a low table, Alan smoothed his hair and made tea himself.

Old Carl also sat cross-legged next to him, watching Alan slowly making tea. He seemed to be hesitant to speak, wanting to help but not daring to.

…

He took two small teacups, poured two cups of tea, and pushed one cup to old Carl. Alan asked, "Did you find out anything during the interrogation?"

"Master..."

"Don't worry, drink some tea first..."

"OK."

Old Carl held the small teacup in his short, calloused hands and imitated Alan. He took a sip but couldn't tell whether the tea was good or not.

"Master, we've been starving him for three days, but we haven't gotten anything out of him. Someone from the other side has already notified our embassy. What do you think?"

"Oh? Pretty tough."

Allen held the teacup and sighed. It seemed that Park Jong-xi was a small fry who knew nothing. Allen didn't care whether he was tough or not, whether he said it or not. But this person was the first Korean he met after getting off the plane, and he was mainly responsible for the reception.

Regardless of whether he knows the inside story or not, Alan has now identified him!

As for releasing people?

In some other place, perhaps Alan would not be so arrogant, but where is this place now?

This is Korea!

He won't let go. If you have the guts, just break into the embassy and snatch him away.

…

"Hmph, if he won't tell me, I'll just keep starving him. I'll use some tricks and let him go. He'll eventually find out something."

"Yes, I will inform them later."

"Um……"

William is in class right now, and Alan doesn't want to go out and play. After watching the opening ceremony this morning, he feels that this Olympics is great in every aspect.

Now, apart from the equestrian competition, he doesn't care about anything else. If he gets too bored staying for a few more days, the worst that can happen is he will go for a stroll in the island country.

After waiting for a long time, I remembered that Old Carl had not left. I raised my head and looked at him with some confusion.

"What else do you want?"

"Well……"

Old Karl said shyly, "Master, when you went to attend the opening ceremony this morning, Wei Dewei called again."

"What's up? What's that surprise again?"

"Yes...a surprise for you."

"Um?"

Alan looked up and looked through the floor-to-ceiling window into the courtyard. Apart from some flowers and plants and a few bodyguards, there were no outsiders. There was no surprise at all.

"What surprise?"

"Hiss... Wei Dewei is embarrassed to tell you directly, so let me convey it. He said that it seems that there is a man named Wang, or something... Hey, I don't remember the Chinese name. The child seems to have some conflicts with Patrice, so he asked Wei Dewei to pass on a message to you. He sent a surprise to apologize. I hope you don't mind."

…

What the hell is going on? Alan became more depressed as he listened to what Old Carl said.

Maybe Patrice had a conflict with someone, and that person asked someone to find him a connection, and then sent him some gifts to apologize?

"What apology?"

"Ah? Do you want to see him now?"

"Then how long do we have to wait?"

"Uh... okay, I'll go get them over now." Old Carl pressed his left hand on the floor, supported himself for a while before standing up. He stepped on the solid wood floor, trotted to the door, called a servant and whispered something to him, then turned his head and looked at Alan with a strange look.

…

"they?"

After hearing this description, Alan became more confused. Would these people be like the islanders and send him some strange maids?

He actually doesn't care much about this. It would be pleasing to the eye for a servant to be good-looking, but this would affect the work. It would be enough for him to date a pretty person. For servants and maids, the main thing is to have good eyesight and work seriously.

Alan was no longer interested in these strange things. It seemed that he had guessed the so-called surprise and didn't care much about it. He picked up an ancient Korean book in Chinese on the table and started to read it.

Koreans are really weird. They created a bunch of new characters. Now if Koreans want to read the history recorded by their ancestors, they have to learn Chinese to understand it.

What are you trying to achieve by going through so much trouble?

Just to be different?

In Allen's opinion, they deserve to be punished. Ancient China was too good to them!

Like the British, in their former colonies, apart from the rebellious America, who else would change the English language and then create another language to get rid of English?

…

The sound of high heels came from far away. As the sound of high heels stepping on the bluestone slabs in the yard gradually became crisper, Alan also raised his head and looked towards the yard.

this……

The arrival was somewhat unexpected.

It turned out to be Shuzhen, who was filming a movie in Wales not long ago, and there was another woman following her.

What is this?

Is this what you call a surprise?

…

"Ladies, Sir Carl has just given instructions that you can go over now. Please follow me."

As the speaking speed was a little fast, Shuzhen had a bit of difficulty listening and was able to barely hear a few key words, "pass the message", "you can pass through", "please".

"Okay, thank you, Jiaxin, let's go over there."

"Ah? Are you going there right now?"

Shuzhen held the arm of the girl named Jiaxin, and the two of them stood up and followed the bodyguards towards the heavily guarded villa next door.

"Didn't you hear what he just said? Let's go through."

"I...I'm a little scared."

Jiaxin looked at Shuzhen. Although she already knew who she was going to meet before coming, she still couldn't help feeling nervous when the time came. This was mainly because when she was chatting with Shuzhen on the way, she heard some "inside information" about what happened in Wales, and she became a little scared.

Although on TV and in newspapers the Earl had always been portrayed as a very approachable person, with a handsome appearance, a gentle smile and a graceful demeanor, Shuzhen said that when she was filming a movie with him, he seemed very serious, unsmiling and sometimes even fierce.

…

She was born in Macau and had been exposed to and heard about many things happening abroad. Jiaxin had always been envious of these so-called upper-class people.

In her life experience over the past decade or so, even being a Justice of the Peace was already considered a top-class person, the top of society!

This was a class that she could never imagine, but who was she going to meet today?

He is the Earl of Carmarthen, a famous British confidant of Prince Charles, the nephew of Princess Diana, the cousin of Prince William and Prince Harry, a powerful and traditional Welsh aristocrat with fiefdoms, who succeeded to the throne at a young age!

This is the gold and diamond prince who is whiter than Prince Charming!

This is a level she has never been able to reach. Just think about it, it is only a few steps away and she will soon meet that gentleman in person. This... who would not be excited?

This long list of identities is too devastating for an eighteen-year-old girl. It is even more fairy-tale than a fairy tale!

…

Although she was a few centimeters taller than Shuzhen, Jiaxin nervously grabbed Shuzhen's arm, leaned slightly towards Shuzhen, followed the bodyguard, and finally stepped into the villa.

As soon as I entered the room, I could see from afar a young man with blond hair and wearing sportswear sitting cross-legged behind a low Japanese tea table in the middle of the living room with the door open.

This person lowered his head, flipping through an ancient book with a serious look on his face. Due to the perspective, this angle of lowering his head and only seeing half of his profile made Jiaxin's heart pound with excitement, and she even slowed down her pace.

But even if she slowed down, the high heels still made some noise as they stepped on the bluestone pavement. This noise seemed to wake up the young man who was reading seriously. He then raised his head and looked directly over here.

What kind of eyes were those? They looked as if someone had disturbed their interest. They looked over with a bit of coldness.

Jiaxin was instantly caught by these eyes. The moment she met them, she stopped unconsciously. The two were still several meters apart.

Shuzhen, who had been advising her not to be nervous all the way, was now like a quail, very quiet, without making a sound. Jiaxin could even feel Shuzhen's pounding heart through her arms, which was far from being as quiet as she was now.

…

Alan stared at the two women for a long time. Except for Shuzhen, he felt that he had seen the very young girl next to them somewhere. She looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember her name for a while.

He nodded to the bodyguard, indicating that he could go.

After the bodyguard bowed and left, Alan looked up and down at the two women standing motionless in the yard.

"Come in."

…

As this very strange but extremely firm voice sounded, Jiaxin came back to her senses. She exerted a little force with her right arm to remind Shuzhen. The two of them moved a few steps closer. Before entering the room, she bent down and performed a lady's greeting, then took off her shoes and entered the house.

"Hello, sir. My name is Jiaxin. It's an honor to meet you."

"Your Mightiness……"

"alright!"

Alan waved his hand, interrupting Shuzhen's self-introduction, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Sir, Mr. Wang asked..."

"Sir, the Governor General said that this is your first time in Korea and he was worried that you don't have a guide, so he asked us to show you around."

Shuzhen finally came to her senses, interrupted Jiaxin calmly and spoke first.

…

Alan looked at the girl named Jiaxin who looked a little surprised, and then at Shuzhen.

Why do the two people's statements seem to be different?

interesting……

It was my first time in Korea, and Wei Dewei sent two Hong Kong people to Korea to be my tour guides...

With this reason, old guy Wei Dewei would never do such a thing.

…

Alan chuckled, clapped his hands and said, "Come here, change the pot of tea and prepare some snacks for afternoon tea."

A servant walked out silently from the next room, picked up the teapot on the table and went out.

After Allen gave his instructions, he smiled and said to Shuzhen, "I didn't expect to see you again in Korea not long after we separated. Tell me...what happened?"

Shuzhen was still a little afraid of Alan. She couldn't even say why she was afraid, but just like now, although Alan had a smile on his face and looked sunny, she was just afraid!

"Haha, don't be nervous, sit down and talk."

…

Alan looked at the two people, especially Jiaxin on the right.

Finally I know the name and remember it!

It turned out to be her. No wonder she looked familiar. When I saw her for the first time, I just felt that she was young and beautiful, with half-long air bangs, a face full of collagen, and a face so tender that it seemed like water was about to come out of it.

The knee-length pleated skirt and plaid shirt give her a campus belle vibe.

The word "school belle" is very abstract. Alan has been in school for so many years, but he has never had any deep impression of the word. He always feels that it refers to those prettier girls in the school.

But there is always a limit to beauty, and no one can truly be the most beautiful person in school.

But this Jiaxin seems to meet the requirements.

If this girl goes to school, she would really deserve the title of school belle.