Chart Topper Queen

When Abe thought about it for 0.5 seconds, she watched a player wearing a rabbit hood and holding a pocket watch running to her side from far to near.

"Quick, quick!"

Mr. Rabbit took a few steps and saw that "Alice" didn't keep up, he stepped forward and took her hand and ran forward, "What's the matter with you, like a lost lamb, come with me quickly."

Along the way, Ai Bei passed many signs that read "The Ugly Duckling Kingdom" and "Grandma Wolf's Forest", as well as a city wall with a horse's head hanging on it. The word "Kingdom" that reads "Kingdom's Kingdom" has long donkey ears painted on it. Occasionally, the doll-players who pass by the parade are surrounded by the children's novel eyes.

Mr. Rabbit also smiled and greeted them one by one.

The two stopped in front of the sign of "Alice's Tea Party", the same blue and clean words as the maid's clothes, wrapped with green leaf vines, and a teacup was pressed on top of it and swirled, steaming with steaming white steam. As soon as Ai Bei opened her mouth, a force suddenly hit her back. She only felt that she had turned over and fell into the dark "rabbit hole".

"Don't be in a daze, friends are waiting for you!"

Mr. Rabbit's voice echoed in the deep cave.

Ai Bei blinked, and the person fell on the cushion without feeling any pain.

What appeared in front of her was a "hanging garden". Above the green grass, there were floating long tables, cups and saucers for tea parties, and a river of flowers, flowing from the direction of the sun and circling under the long table. Tapestry, gently hold it around. The "friends" in Mr. Rabbit's mouth - wearing small animal children's clothes, giggling and playing games in the air.

A pot of tea flew from top to bottom in front of Aibe, she flicked it lightly with her hand, and it was bounced back into the air, hitting a little boy's forehead lightly, "Ouch!"

Abe glared at him.

"Alice, have you poured tea for everyone?" Mr. Rabbit also came down, stood gracefully on the cushion, picked up the dropped hat, and put it back on his head. "Hey, it hasn't started yet, what's wrong with you today?"

He stood in front, clapped his hands, and smiled happily: "Okay, my dear friends, the tea party has begun."

"Welcome to Alice's Weird Tea Party."

With the voice of his falling, "Hanging Garden" and "Little Animals" also fell to the ground, returning to a normal clean and tidy little tea party scene.

He turned back and complained to Ai Bei: "I also want to have a tea party in the air, but I'm afraid that they will not behave properly and will be choked by the cake."

"you're right."

Abe responded appropriately.

"Oh dear Alice, you are so sweet today that you actually agree with me." Mr. Rabbit complimented her without hesitation, and then adjusted his bow tie, "Well, in that case, I will do it today. Pour them tea.

Mr. Rabbit stepped forward like a kindergarten teacher, distributed snacks to their plates, and held a teapot, poured amber black tea for them, the hot mist curled up, and the faint fragrance of tea leaves drifted.

Unable to continue to play in the sky, the children looked disappointed, but they were well disciplined and did not cry or express their dissatisfaction. They have long been taught by adults, or have seen performances on TV, although there are some hilarious behaviors such as holding a snack fork and scooping tea. The whole process was very quiet, trying to make himself look like a gentleman, gentle and polite.

Ai Bei was obsessed with the teapot and followed him, making people think that she was doing something, but in fact she didn't do anything.

"By the way—" Mr. Rabbit discussed with her, "I haven't decided on the theme for today. What is the theme?"

Ai Bei made a thought and asked him, "What do you think?"

"Well... just set the theme of 'Mr. Rabbit's headache', okay?"

Ai Bei blinked, even she never thought that the theme the other party was talking about was in such a style, as expected of a weird tea party.

Before Abe could agree, he turned his head and announced to the children, "Let's play a game. Before the tea party is over, if you can make Mr. Rabbit a headache, everyone will get a reward." He sideways The head gave Aibe a wink, "So do you."

"Wow!"

"I love this game!"

The kids all cheered. They love to play games, and they love to give adults a headache, and the two together are so much fun!

They racked their brains to win, some patted the rabbit's head, giving him a "headache", and some pulled his tail when he couldn't pat him. Mr. Rabbit handled it happily, as nimble as a real rabbit. "It's so relaxing, I don't have a headache at all."

When his tea was about to be poured into one of the children's cups, the little boy dangled his legs, avoided Mr. Rabbit, stared at Abe, and said willfully, "Isn't she a maid, I want her to pour."

This is the little boy who just got hit by Abe's "Flying Teapot".

Mr. Rabbit, as a target, found himself ignored, and couldn't help but be unhappy. But since the little guest made a request, he could only look at Ai Bei for her opinion.

Abbe had seen Alice in Wonderland as she passed through the 22nd century of the Blue Star era, and she had just been reviewing the contents of the book. Her identity is the role of the playground, that is to say, she will play the little girl named Ellie, like a mascot, to deal with these little guests who come to the playground to pay to enjoy the project.

But the design here is obviously different. I still remember that in that book, it was the Mad Hatter who held the tea party, not Alice.

It is probably that the story lost its details after it spread to the interstellar era. The main brain in each scene is different, and the information given is different.

So, is she going to deal with Alice's character?

Does the actor need to fit the character, or can he do whatever he wants?

The thoughts flashed through her mind, she looked at the little boy unhappily, and said with a flick of the skirt: "You are so rude. My name is Alice, not your maid."

"Okay Alice, come and help me." The little boy blinked and added smartly, "Okay?"

Usually he speaks in such an attitude that stupid "adults" will no longer care about a child.

And Abe really gave him a smile, "Okay—since you said so, let me help you."

She insisted on the teapot and walked in front of him, but instead of pouring the teapot into his cup, she gently moved a few inches away and poured the tea into the grass slowly in front of him, like a gardener watering flowers . She said viciously: "Don't drink tea if you don't want it. Arrogant and rude fools don't deserve my tea. Feeding grass is better than drinking it for you!"

The fierce and savage tea party master made the scene tense, the whole tea party was quiet, the children were stunned, and Mr. Rabbit was stunned. He made her give him a headache, why did she attack the little guest?

The little boy opened his mouth. He was attacked by the vicious language, and his face suddenly flushed, and tears couldn't help but gather in his eyes. He sobbed, as if he was about to cry in the next second, but tried his best to hold it back.

At this time, Ai Bei poked him in the face, tears fell with a "slap", and as soon as the gate opened, he couldn't help crying, "You are a badass!"

Abe laughed, and he burst into tears. The louder she laughed, the harder he cried, extremely aggrieved!

The children present were ignorant, some crying, some laughing, the scene was so spectacular that the birds in the sky were frightened away. The gentlemen and ladies who have always been well-behaved began to splash quite terribly. The tea party scene was a mess, and the tea party time was completely ruined.

Mr. Rabbit lost his demeanor:

"Stop arguing! Stop arguing!!!"

"My head hurts!!!"

He suppressed the voices of the others, and there was a moment of silence in the garden. Aibe, like a child king, reached out to him: "Reward!"

The children shouted again: "Reward reward reward!"

Mr. Rabbit hugged his head and groaned: "Okay, I know, reward reward, okay!"

"Alice, how did you become like this!"

It's like reminding her that she's playing the wrong character.

Ai Bei was not nervous at all, and gave him a smile he learned from him, "That's how I am."

She acted so naturally, Mr. Rabbit had nothing to say.

The so-called reward is to go to the "center stage" performance.

Mr. Rabbit invited Dumbo and asked everyone to line up one by one to sit on the back of the elephant and fly to the center stage. And the little boy who was "attacked" by Ai Bei snorted and gave up the reward with a backbone.

Ai Bei didn't even look at him, and in his aggrieved and angry eyes, he sat on Dumbo. For children, it is watching a performance. For Ai Bei, she is like experiencing a game of passing a level, and on the center stage, there may be a reward for her - chess information.

But it's just maybe. After all, scenes like the playground may not be considered by the defense's layout at all.

The central stage was not calm either. There were several fairy tale characters on the stage, and the smell of gunpowder was filled with each other.

"The sky was so clear, the forest smelled of grass, and the birds sang 'what a lovely little girl she is, she used to visit her grandmother in the forest, she wore a red hat, she—'"

"How stupid." The "Peter Pan" next to him grabbed the word "Little Red Riding Hood", "She didn't know that the wolf had eaten the grandmother, oooooooo, Little Red Riding Hood, the wolf granny is here."

The big head of the big bad wolf was reflected on the curtain, and with a whimper, Little Red Riding Hood was swallowed into the darkness.

The children gasped, and some were already scared to tears.

And Peter Pan, who occupied the home court, listened to the cry and sang happily: "I would like to be a child all my life, never grow up, even if I always cry..."

"Boring."

The third person on the stage, a young boy in a suit and vest with meticulously combed hair, laughed coldly.

Little Red Riding Hood and Peter Pan, who appeared again, looked at each other and sang in unison: "hismouthcrackles, forhadendedoureyesbetraysaglimpsebeastlydesire..."

Mr. Rabbit gloated in the audience: "Lovely 'Breaking Time', we have to quarrel every time."

As he spoke, the voices of singing and speaking on the stage began to fight. They competed for center stage and greeted the audience by raising their skirts and flying hats. And the 11- or 12-year-old boy in a suit and vest, who didn't know who he was playing, leaned his back on the stage background, put one hand in his pocket, and suddenly pulled the curtain rope when the other two were fighting for it.

The curtain suddenly fell, hitting the heads of the two competing, hooking their headgear. The two immediately looked at him angrily, singing intermittently, and dealt with this "accident" in embarrassment.

Mr. Rabbit laughed.

The audience under the stage, whether they understood it or not, was amused by their exaggerated body movements.

Before the curtain fell, Ai Bei looked at the little boy.

His pale golden back, which had been combed back, somehow fell off, giving him a bit of untamed pride.

An hour passed quickly, and the performance gradually came to an end without seeing any information related to the chess game.

Just when it was about to end, the siren sounded loudly over the amusement park, and everyone couldn't help but look around and fell into a confused panic.

"It's city alert."

"Why did the alarm go off?"

"What happened?!"

Only the host calmly stood on the stage and comforted with a smile: "Don't be afraid, everyone must believe that the amusement park is always safe."