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Chapter 51(1/2)

After coming out of the building, Lin Chen took a deep breath.

The rest of the things were nothing he needed to worry about. Looking back at this ordinary building, Lin Chen left.

The next morning, Hu Yifei came back from the supermarket.

She put on a "I'm unhappy, don't mess with me" expression.

"What's wrong? Why do you look so unhappy?"

Lin Chen looked at the newspaper and asked curiously.

"I don't know what happened today. There are many police patrolling the supermarket."

Hu Yifei said.

"Police patrol, is there any major criminal case?"

Lu Zhanbo on the side asked curiously.

"I don't know, but there are a lot of police officers anyway. Moreover, I saw a lot of police officers in front of many restaurants."

Hu Yifei said.

Lin Chen didn't answer. He seemed to have vaguely guessed the reason.

"What's going on today? There are so many policemen in the bar downstairs!?"

Lu Ziqiao came in from outside at this time and said.

Lin Chen took a look at the text message on his phone, deleted it, and said with a smile:

"It may be that the Market Supervision Bureau conducts temporary inspections on these shops. After all, many unscrupulous businesses now use gutter oil."

"Yes, it really should be taken care of, otherwise who would dare to eat out in the future?"

Hu Yifei nodded affirmatively.

"I almost forgot the purpose of my coming. Please wait for me. I will go to 3602 to call Teacher Zeng and Guan Gu."

Lu Ziqiao said.

After saying that, the guy walked towards 3602.

"What is he going to do?"

Hu Yifei asked doubtfully.

"Who knows? And to call everyone together, there must be something to say."

Lin Chen shrugged his shoulders and said.

After a while, everyone in the two apartments of the love apartment gathered together.

Lu Ziqiao stood in front of them, looking at the people gathered together, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Very well, everyone, are you free tomorrow night?"

Lu Ziqiao clapped her hands and said.

Lin Chen asked:

"Why, do you want to treat everyone to dinner tomorrow?"

"Eat!? Okay, where? Xiaonanguo?"

Lu Zhanbo asked excitedly.

Hu Yifei asked puzzledly:

"When did you become so generous?"

Chen Meijia couldn't believe it, curled her lips and said:

"I wonder if the sun does not rise from the west today, so our young master Lu is willing to treat us?"

She is the person who knows Lu Ziqiao best in the love apartment,

Lu Ziqiao’s ears almost exploded when they heard everyone say something to each other.

Lu Ziqiao said speechlessly:

"That's not what I want to say. Do you have any plans for tomorrow night?"

Zeng Xiaoxian took out a small notebook from the inner pocket of his clothes and said:

"I watched TV first, and then fell asleep while watching it."

Everyone: "..."

"Teacher Zeng, I think it's okay for you to make a plan, and I agree with it. But, do you need to write it down when you fall asleep while watching TV?"

Lin Chen said speechlessly.

"Why is it not necessary? What if I forget!"

Zeng Xiaoxian retorted excitedly.

"Forgot? You are awesome!"

Lin Chen gave Zeng Xiaoxian a thumbs up.

Hu Yifei leaned on Lin Chen and asked Zeng Xiaoxian:

"What else did you write down in that notebook? Getting up in the middle of the night to brush your teeth?"

Lu Ziqiao saw that they had taken the topic far away again, so he interrupted:

"Okay, you all listen to me."

"Say!"×6

"Aunt Liu from the neighborhood committee gave me seven tickets for a street art performance for the elderly. It will premiere at the Yunfeng Theater tomorrow night. We must go and support it."

"What show?"

Lin Wanyu asked.

"It is an art group composed of a group of grandparents. It is said that when the youngest among them was born, the Anti-Japanese War was not over yet! When the oldest was born, Empress Dowager Cixi was still building the Summer Palace!"

"Ziqiao, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

Lin Chen looked at Lu Ziqiao confused.

The Summer Palace has not yet been built... it must be at least over a hundred years old, let alone 121 years old.

Can they perform?

"Why did they lie to you? Guess what they played?"

Lu Ziqiao said mysteriously.

"What to play?"

"Pirates of the Caribbean!"

"Nani?! I thought they were performing Peking Opera!"

Guangu Qiqi said in surprise.

He thought these elderly people would perform traditional Chinese dramas, but he didn't expect them to be so trendy.

"They are performing Peking Opera!"

Lu Ziqiao said.

"Then you still said they were playing Pirates of the Caribbean?"

Guan Gu was a little confused by Lu Ziqiao's words, sometimes Peking Opera, sometimes Pirates of the Caribbean.

Lu Ziqiao said as he distributed the tickets to everyone:

"New version of multimedia Peking Opera, Pirates of the Caribbean."

Hu Yifei said doubtfully:

"Pirates of the Caribbean also has a Peking Opera version? Are you kidding me?"

"There's nothing I can do about it, it's the market demand. Young people nowadays don't like to watch outsmarting Tiger Mountain or Farewell My Concubine. In order to sell the tickets, I have to act in some big movies!"

Lu Ziqiao explained.

"The combined age of a whole ship of pirates is almost several thousand years old! I'm more curious about how they perform their martial arts scenes? Is it a guessing game?"

Guan Gu magically said.

Lin Chen looked at the tickets assigned to Lu Ziqiao in his hand and said:

"I'm not interested. I have other plans tomorrow night."

Then, Lin Chen looked at Hu Yifei and said:

"My dear, come with me tomorrow night."

"Okay! It's up to you!"
To be continued...
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