"ah?"
"Forget it, let's rest first and talk about it after we wake up."
"This flight takes about ten hours to reach London. We'll arrive in London early morning, so we won't have to deal with jet lag..."
Upon seeing Wang Yueheng, he not only ignored what he had said about the "Sixth Intelligence Division," but even planned to take a stroll on the streets of Lun City.
Mo Zixue shook her head speechlessly, covered herself with a blanket, leaned back in her seat, and simply closed her eyes to sleep.
After reading a magazine for a while, I listened to the soft snoring sounds all around me.
Wang Yueheng turned his gaze back to the system store interface.
I'm considering which song would be most suitable to perform at the banquet celebrating the return of the cultural relics...
After searching for a while, I finally found a song I liked.
It would be perfect to perform at a celebration of the British government's return of cultural artifacts.
This time, however, I'll need a choir to provide harmonies for me.
Wang Yueheng planned to wait until he arrived at the embassy.
First, ask the other party to help me contact a professional choir so we can perform together.
...
The flight was flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Under the starry night sky.
London, the capital of England, gradually lit up with colorful lights.
Roseberry Avenue, Islington.
Rogerm was dressed in a red suit, black leather shoes, a colorful wig, and clown makeup with white powder on his face.
I walked out through the back door of a pub called "Shakespeares Head".
A wooden guitar was slung across his back.
His exaggerated and bizarre appearance made everyone who passed by turn their heads to look at him and chuckle quietly.
Despite the thick, comical face paint, Rogerm's excitement was undeniable.
He held the phone in both hands, staring intently at the text on the screen.
The above are a few messages sent by my beloved and beautiful girlfriend ten minutes ago.
Elizabeth: "Rogerm, the moon is so beautiful tonight. I'd like to take a cruise on the Thames to relax."
Elizabeth: "My father is going to a parliamentary dinner in a little while. I would like to invite you to my home tonight so we can have some time alone together, would you like?"
Elizabeth: "I love you. Remember to message me after the show. Don't call, I'm afraid my father will hear!"
He learned that his girlfriend could come out and date him tonight.
Overwhelmed with happiness, Roger quickened his pace, wishing he could fly to her side immediately.
His girlfriend is none other than Griffith, a well-known British politician, the Speaker of the House of Lords, and the daughter of billionaire Griffith.
One is a poor young clown from the lower rungs of British society who makes a living by selling smiles or singing.
One is the daughter of a billionaire in British high society.
The relationship between Roger and his girlfriend.
It's like the typical British drama story of a naive, rich heiress falling in love with a poor boy.
It's romantic and touching, but the ending is uncertain.
Roger believes that with his hard work and his talent in music and comedy, he can succeed.
Sooner or later, they could become outstanding singers or stand-up comedians and earn a lot of money.
Then live a happy and fulfilling life with your girlfriend.
Just like Wang Yueheng, the star I admire from the ancient Eastern country.
From a fellow impoverished street singer, he rose to become a top-tier, dazzling star.
In fact.
Rogerm chose this clown costume.
It was also influenced by Wang Yueheng's rap song "The Seventh Chapter of the Night," which is set in Lun City.
When you see paintings from the British Museum being carried away by invisible men in the music video.
When only the clown portrait remained, Rogerm was deeply shaken at that moment.
This scene is so cool for him!
As a poor young man from the lower rungs of British society, he also despised those extravagant and arrogant British capitalists.
The most despicable are those corrupt members of parliament who sit in parliament every day, arguing under the guise of acting in the country's best interests, but in reality, they are lining their own pockets.
When I heard Wang Yueheng sing "See You Again" at the charity gala.
Rogerm was once again deeply shocked.
I have become a completely loyal and die-hard fan of Wang Yueheng.
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