Gu Zheng, who was better than nothing, was stunned by a traditional British lady. After taking a small croissant bag, he piled more than a dozen pieces of... Bacon and sausage on his plate.

As for boiled beans, have some... Should it taste like tomato cauliflower?

After successfully choosing his breakfast, Gu Zheng returned to his seat with a few strange eyes. Then, in Jiang Yue's surprised eyes, he first forked a piece of bacon and put it into his mouth.

"Uh huh... The taste of bacon is dry and fried in oil. I say it's free."

"The smoked pig leg in our country is full, fat, tender and juicy. What do you think of the foreigner? Even if the meat is so thin, it's still salty, firewood."

However, reminded by Jiang Yueliang, Gu Zheng stuffed them all into his mouth.

"Hehe, what can I do? If there is a foreign moon, it is a round comrade. In the end, a piece of meat is worth eight yuan."

"A bag of instant bacon is sold for dozens in the supermarket, and a lot of people buy it. Who do you blame?"

Well, don't waste so much. When Gu Zheng's fork hesitated and extended to the British sausage, Jiang Yue's voice sounded again: "this kind of sausage costs nearly 100 yuan in the domestic imported commodity supermarket."

Just like the three yuan starch sausage in the amusement park, does it mean to sell at this price?

But even for this price, Gu Zheng has to chew it reluctantly and swallow it.

Finally, when there were only boiled beans left on the plate, Jiang Yue said again with a smile: "of course, I'm talking about our domestic price."

"Such a thing in London is just the most common family breakfast. Don't thank me too much. Please call me encyclopedia."

After hearing this, Gu Zheng turned and looked at Jiang Yue. Can I fight? Won't even your mother know you?

I really thank you, bad friend.

Looking at the rotten boiled beans in the plate, Gu Zheng, who never wasted food, stuffed a spoon full of beans into his mouth.

At that moment, he burst into tears.

It's so... Terrible.

Why are smooth and tender tofu, fresh soybean milk, flexible dried beans and soft bean skin so delicious.

And your boiled beans have such a big smell of beans. Even the heavy taste of tomatoes can't suppress your smell.

London, you won.

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When Gu Zheng arrived at the opening ceremony with the leader of the Chinese delegation, the London bowl, which is also the London Olympic Center, he knew that compared with the opening ceremony of this session of the London World Championships, this morning's breakfast was quite rich.

As a capital people who are very concerned about national sports and have watched the opening ceremony of countless world competitions held in China.

After watching the opening ceremony of the high-rise exhibition planned by China, I just feel dull when I look at the preparations of Londoners.

There is no gorgeous scene layout, no gorgeous stage design, no huge actor group, and even a famous star has not been invited.

They just brought a team of grandparents who are quite old, different in height and whose wrinkles can be stacked together. Wearing the simplest red sweatshirts, they entered the sports venue... It is also the venue of the London World Championships.

"I say, what are Londoners going to do? It's too simple."

"Well, it is said to be a well-known local elderly Choir group, which is highly praised for its charity performances over the years and its free tour in nursing homes and orphanages."

"However, in such a big occasion, it's a little fun for them to support the field?"

Accustomed to their own solemnity, the leader of the Chinese team still can't adapt to the randomness of Britain.

However, Gu Zheng, sitting on the athlete's viewing seat, was attracted by a yellow figure in the team.

Pointing to the yellow on the runway under the stage, he asked the iron director next to him: "I've seen a lot of mobile phones recently. Director, have you brought reading glasses? Help me see if it's a dog?"

"What?"

Before paying attention to the iron director at the bottom, he really took out a flower mirror from his pocket and put it on the bridge of his nose and looked in the direction directed by Gu Zheng.

what the hell! It is a khaki Labrador with a traction rope. At first glance, it is a guide dog very popular in Europe.

His master is a very hale and hearty old man with white hair. He did not wear sunglasses on his face, but through his cautious and steady steps, we can judge that his eyes have indeed lost the ability to see things.

Hiss... This man is good enough to fight. It's all like this. He still actively participates in various activities. His attitude is really great.

Just after seeing the man and the dog, Gu Zheng straightened up his waist, which was originally spread on the seat.

No matter what the story behind the man and the dog is, we should show due respect for the positive attitude of such people or things.

What's more, Gu Zheng, who was preparing to seriously watch the opening ceremony, found that since these people stood in the venue, the audience on the stands who were still chatting with each other were also very conscious and solemn and quiet.

This is to listen to the voices of those who have stories.

This situation lasted until the end of the song.

They sang an opera about love, the world, and emotion.

It was not until this group of elderly singers withdrew from the sidelines that those revived audiences burst into applause that could not fall for a long time.

People can't judge by their appearance. These white haired singers are either ill or lack of energy.

But when they sang loudly on the court, everyone ignored these insignificant external factors.

Singing is the most elegant way to express their feelings, and with their most sincere heart, they have dedicated the most wonderful soul chicken soup to all the audience present.

At that moment, they were bathed in the light of superstars. At that moment, they poured out the joys and sorrows of little people.

The Labrador, which had been lying on the ground since they started singing, didn't stand up from the runway and slowly shook its tail until the owner carefully pulled the rope behind it at the end of the performance.

For such a sensible and clever dog, even if it robbed most of the scenes of the whole performance group, people can't bear to criticize it.

Even Gu Zheng sitting in the audience couldn't help but have a strange idea in his mind. Should he have such a clever dog after returning home?

But in the next second, he thought of the particularity of his career and the lonely courtyard empty except the waste system, and then shook his head to interrupt the idea.

Raising a dog is to relieve loneliness, but if you can't accompany it all the time, what about a dog? Does it feel lonely, too?

Gu Zheng shook his head here, and the iron director over there made his own judgment through the action of his own athletes.

"Why, Gu Zheng, do you think such an opening ceremony is very good?"

"You see, Londoners can save money. Ah, now the choir's aria is over, and a big mixed race girl comes up below."

"Still holding a microphone, come on, sing again. It will save more money. Sing alone."

Yes, the opening ceremony for dozens of minutes is singing... It's over.

As for the sexy and plump singer, Gu Zheng poked his head and turned his mouth away.

"I don't know, but my skin color is very sexy, chocolate."

"Why doesn't the organizing committee find some famous singers? At least it's a world-class competition."

Gu Zheng is tucking up here. Make complaints about another brother sitting beside him.

Coincidentally, it's still black brothers.

It's just that this one is a little strange. He's not old and his teeth are very white. It seems that he specially sits at the edge of their team next to Gu Zheng.