Chapter 841 Dr. Black
Ren Qiongying suddenly pointed out the window and said, "Look! The soccer star on the billboard has a tattoo too!"
“That’s Taika Waititi’s cousin,” Mara said, puffing out her chest with pride. “We call facial tattoos ta moko, and each person’s tattoo is unique.
Now our country's laws consider every tattoo design to be an intellectual property."
Mara has a great personality and we quickly became familiar with each other.
We praised her for her excellent Chinese, and she proudly told us that she started learning Chinese when she was ten years old.
At that time, her family moved to Auckland, where there were many Chinese neighbors. She played with the neighbors' children and learned from them.
No wonder the local accent is so strong. Fortunately, I didn’t learn Minnan dialect directly, otherwise we would not be able to communicate.
When the car passed the University of Auckland, Ling Xiuzhi suddenly knocked on the window and shouted to stop.
We looked out the window together. There was a large lawn in front of a Gothic clock tower. A dozen bronze-skinned boys were beating their bare chests, and their roars made the birds in the trees fly away.
"Is this playing Tarzan?" Pang Xiaomin whispered to Song Ci.
Mara explained, "This is a tradition of the Engineering College. Every year, freshmen pay tribute to their seniors with a war dance. This is the rehearsal."
According to the itinerary, the first stop of the tour tomorrow morning is the University of Auckland.
We didn't stay long, just looked around for a while and then continued on to the hotel.
It was already evening when we arrived at the hotel, and the lobby of the Sofitel Hotel was filled with the sweet aroma of Manuka honey.
When the beautiful lady at the front desk heard that we were from China, she specially found several Chinese versions of the city guides.
The three rooms we booked were deluxe standard rooms on the 6th floor, and the rest were standard rooms on the 5th floor.
Xiaoyan was a little worried and wanted to upgrade her room and live next to me.
However, the front desk said there were no available rooms on the 6th floor, so I had to give up.
Xiaoyan calmly pulled me aside and whispered, "Mengmeng, go back to your room and lock the door. Don't open it if a stranger knocks, and don't wander around by yourself. If you want to go out, call me and I'll pick you up upstairs."
I was a little nervous about her cautious attitude, so I lowered my voice and asked, "Is the security here so bad?"
"That's not the case. It's not that I'm afraid of thieves stealing, but I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it."
"Do you think Mr. Lu would spend so much money to arrange for someone to kidnap me?" I think the cost is a bit too high. If he really goes to such great lengths, it's probably not just because he's after my parts.
"It's hard to say. Anyway, it's better to be safe than sorry. There can't be any more accidents this time, otherwise I won't be ashamed to go back to see President Xiao." Xiao Yan has not yet gotten over what happened in Yun Province last time.
I quickly shook her hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll listen to your advice and I promise I won't go out until I see you."
The safety videos played in the elevators are accompanied by "Lord of the Rings"-style background music.
Huang Tianyi and I had a room with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows facing the Sky Tower.
It was dusk, and the entire glass curtain wall was immersed in honey-colored sunlight. A little further away was the Waitemata Harbour. I wonder if this arrangement was carefully selected by Lao Xiao.
Mara booked dinner for us at the Depot restaurant, where the bar is made from a single piece of kauri wood and the walls are covered with vintage surfboards.
As soon as we sat down, the waiter brought us steaming cold Bluff oysters, which are called "South Pacific ice cream" and seem to be trembling slightly in lemon juice.
"Like this~" Mara demonstrated by tilting her head back to eat the seafood raw. Huang Tianyi and Ren Qiongying were very accepting of eating raw seafood, but Su Rina was not used to it.
She bared her teeth for a long time, and finally, with a fearless look, she tilted her head back and swallowed the oyster into her mouth. However, she swallowed it too quickly and was choked by the sea water, spraying oyster juice all over Ling Xiuzhi's face.
Su Rina's face flushed, and she wiped him with a tissue feeling a little guilty.
Ling Xiuzhi wasn't displeased at all, and even said in a somewhat flattering tone, "It's okay. I don't have many good qualities, but I have a good temper. If you don't wipe it for me, I can even spit in your face!"
Assistant producer Tao Keyu looked like he had a toothache and turned to Chen Long and said, "Next time Director Ling says something like this, record it and let him listen to what he said later."
We laughed again.
The waiter brought a large plate of mussels. To be honest, mussels are not very valuable in my eyes.
Pang Xiaomin thought so too, "This thing must be mussels, right?"
Qin Shi nodded. "This thing is called mussels in the Yangtze River Delta. It's a very... very affordable seafood."
I heard Pang Xiaomin say before that this kind of thing in Jiaodong used to cost only one yuan per pound, which was quite worthless.
"This is Marburg green-lipped mussels. They are delicious. You should try them." Mara enthusiastically promoted the plate of mussels to us.
The lime-green shells were the size of a palm, with a few grains of wild fennel floating in the garlic butter sauce. The taste was surprisingly amazing to me.
"I saw a post from that dark-skinned professor from the department next door praising French blue mussels. I thought he was ignorant. How could a mussel be so delicious..."
Dr. Heipi is a young teacher in the school. He is from Yunnan Province. His skin color is closer to that of Filipinos and only slightly lighter than that of his African brothers.
Huang Tianyi suggested that we take a group photo. At this time, Uncle Maori at the next table suddenly knocked on the glass with chopsticks and sang the birthday song with all the guests in the restaurant. We were stunned for a moment, thinking that someone at the next table was celebrating a birthday, so we sang along.
The waiter quickly brought over a cake with candles, "Excuse me, whose birthday is it?"
We pointed at Uncle Maori, but Uncle Maori pointed at us.
Everyone looked at each other, not understanding how this misunderstanding came about.
Uncle Maori spoke in a language we couldn't understand. Mara frowned and thought for a moment before she smiled and said, "You were just talking about Dr. Heipi's post. He heard "happy birthday" in a bunch of Chinese and thought someone here was having a birthday."
How can this be possible? ?
But the cake was already served, so of course we wouldn't miss it. There weren't too many people in the restaurant, so I ordered two extra cakes and treated everyone to them, thinking I could just pretend it was my birthday.
Unexpectedly, Mara covered her chest and said excitedly that today was her birthday.
This is such a coincidence, but it doesn’t matter whose birthday it is. What matters is that everyone has a reason to eat cake and make a fuss.
The locals are so enthusiastic and enthusiastic that a good meal has been turned into a carnival party.
Only Xiaoyan and Zhao Hu were observing their surroundings vigilantly from time to time. Song Ci was already grinning like a fool, but even so, he still stuck to his bottom line of never drinking while on a mission.
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