Chapter 225: The secret of space is exposed?
The piece performed today is "Getting to Know Gatsby", which is known as one of the best performances in the Metropolitan Opera House and even in the entire Broadway Street.
It must be said that as one of the most important art forms in the United States, opera is still very representative.
"Mi Xia, this story is so touching. Jay Gatsby really worked so hard. For Daisy, he fought alone but had to endure Daisy's betrayal. Even after Gatsby was framed and killed, Daisy didn't come to his funeral. It's a pity that Gatsby died first. He was such an infatuated man."
Mi Xia nodded gently, but she kept saying, "Since ancient times, love has always been full of regrets, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."
Zhang Susu took Mi Xia's hand and said, "Mi Xia, let's go. I didn't expect the opera to be so fascinating."
"Art has a reason to exist for it to last so long in the world. Let's go! I'll take you to another place."
Zhang Susu asked excitedly: "Where are we going this time?"
"Just follow me."
This time when she left the house, Mi Xia hailed a taxi directly at the door. The driver was a middle-aged white man. It seemed that taxi drivers all over the world had one thing in common: they were talkative.
At this moment, as soon as Mi Xia and Zhang Susu got in the car, the white driver Uncle started to introduce himself: "Welcome, two beautiful ambassadors from East Asia. Where is our destination this time? You can call me Uncle Tom or Old Tom. Old Tom has been driving a taxi in this city for 20 years. Old Tom is the most stable driver in this city."
"Oh, 녦爱놅 ladies, where are you from? God, I have never seen black-haired, black-eyed 놅 people as 녦爱놅 as you!"
"Did you see this photo in the car? This is a photo of me and the President of the United States three years ago..."
Before Mi Xia and Zhang Susu had time to speak, the white uncle had already chattered on and on.
"Um...Uncle Tom, can I say something?" Mi Xia had to interrupt Old Tom because the taxi had already driven three or four hundred meters away while they were talking.
"Oh, God, forgive old Tom for forgetting there were two ladies who loved you so much. Is there something wrong?"
Mi Xia and Zhang Susu were speechless for a while: "Uncle Tom, where are you going?"
"Of course I'll go wherever you say. I was just about to go... oh, damn, I forgot to ask you where you were going."
"Uncle Tom, take us to District 13." Mi Xia said with a sigh.
"District 13? God, what are you two ladies 녦 Emily놅 doing in District 13?"
Uncle Tom slammed on the brakes, causing Mi Xia and Zhang Susu, who were sitting in the back seat, to hit their heads on the front seat, but luckily it was soft.
"Uncle Tom, what are you doing? Where is District 13? Can we go there?" Zhang Susu said, rubbing her forehead which was slightly painful from the collision.
Uncle Tom looked at Mi Xia strangely. It was this girl with an angel-like face who just said she wanted to go to District 13.
Mi Xia smiled awkwardly and said, "It's my fault for not explaining it clearly. Uncle Tom, we're just going to go to District 13 when we get off the bus."
"That's good. If it were someone else, I would have taken them there directly. But for ladies like you two who love beauty so much, I really need to confirm it again." Uncle Tom started the car again.
Hearing this, Mi Xia felt that although Uncle Tom was a little long-winded, he was still a good person. Normal taxi drivers don't care where you go, it's dangerous, as long as you pay them.
After getting back on the road, Uncle Tom started talking again: "You guys just came to the United States, right? Are you curious about District 13? Where are you from? China? I feel like you are Chinese, not from Sakura Country or some other country."
"Why do you say that?" Mi Xia immediately became interested after hearing Uncle Tom's words. To be honest, she had been asked by many strangers since she came to the United States for so long, but no one had ever directly told her that she was Chinese.
"I feel there is a mysterious power in you. Yes, it is a mysterious power, just like a black hole." Uncle Tom said mysteriously.
This sentence sounded normal to Zhang Susu, but it was like a thunderclap to Mi Xia.
Mi Xia thought to herself: Could it be that the space has been exposed? Does this mysterious uncle have super powers? Can you see through your own space? To say that Mi Xia was a standard atheist before, but since she traveled through time and space with her own, sometimes Mi Xia wondered why all this happened? Is it a god? How many other travelers like me are there in this world? Mi Xia had no idea of all this.
Mi Xia asked cautiously: "Uncle Tom, there is a black hole in my body?"
"Yes, there is a black hole in your body, a mysterious and charming black hole. Anyone, male or female, will have an infinite affection for you after seeing you. I swear to God, what I say is true." Uncle Tom said seriously.
Zhang Susu next to her quickly replied, "What Uncle Tom said is true. Mi Xia, you are really very likable. You are simply loved by everyone and you are a charmer."
After listening to Uncle Tom's words, Mi Xia finally put her mind at ease.
It turned out that Uncle Tom didn't know the secret that she had a space. Fortunately, she thought so much about it at that moment.
But Mi Xia was also really curious, is it true that she is the only one who traveled back in time in this world? Who is behind all this?
"Uncle Tom, you guessed it right! We are both from China." Mi Xia and Zhang Susu gave Old Tom a thumbs up.
"Hey, what I mean is that it's no wonder that Old Tom has been driving a taxi for 20 years." Uncle Tom started talking about the founding of the United States and the current president being thrown rotten eggs...
This place is a little far from District 13. The reason why Uncle Tom can talk so much is that it is more like talking to himself than chatting.
There were several times when Mi Xia and Zhang Susu wanted to interrupt, but Uncle Tom never gave them the opportunity.
Finally, Zhang Susu couldn't stand it anymore and patted Uncle Tom gently on the shoulder.
Uncle Tom turned around in astonishment: "What's the matter, beautiful lady?"
"That..." Zhang Susu didn't know what to say for a moment. She was really fed up with this chatterbox.
Suddenly an idea occurred to her: "Uncle Tom, do you know much about District 13? Can you tell us about it?"
"Haha, then you really asked the right person. To be honest, I'm also from District 13."
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