Mixed In the United States As a Local Tyrant

  Chapter 112 Journey to the East

   It's already July when we go back to SLO again.

  The heat above the head remains the same, it seems that the continuous high temperature has started in mid-May, or... this reason is called summer? It didn't affect An Feng very much, he floated on the water comfortably, and he didn't want to leave the water until Joanna woke up the slob who was about to sink.

   "Soaking in water for a long time is not good for the skin." Joanna handed him the bath towel.

  An Feng took the towel and was not serious: "Of order, miss!"

  Joanna turned the laptop screen to him: "I've already decided that the musical "Phantom of the Opera" will be the biggest performance this year, and it's a wonderful classic."

   "Is it interesting?" An Feng sat down and looked at the screen.

Joanna frowned: "Interesting? What a strange way to say it. Musicals are a visual and auditory feast, and you will find that the trip is worthwhile if you invest in it. Believe me, the enduring musicals are by no means in vain , I’ve watched it six times in total, and I’m still looking forward to it!”

"I hope it's like what you said." An Feng always feels that these elegant artistic enjoyments are far away from him. Usually, those in the upper class or those who are suspected of being pretentious will talk about it, but it doesn't matter now, Joe Anna likes it. So a good man must learn to accept the preferences of the other half... Find the address and the name of the theater, which is located on the famous Broadway in New York, a prosperous area of ​​theaters.

  An Feng raised his head and asked, "Do you need me to reserve a seat?"

   "Well, it's better like this, I don't want to miss the exciting." Joanna said.

   "No problem." An Feng dialed the secretary's phone number and got two tickets for the best seats he could find.

   "It's done, the box on the second floor is facing the stage." An Feng triumphantly asked for credit.

   "Great!" Joanna kissed him.

   "Not enough!" An Feng put his arms around her waist, hugged her into his arms, and kissed her a few more times: "It's just this one time, are you worthy of my hard work?"

  Joanna broke away a little: "It's wet all over, it's so annoying."

   "It took less than ten seconds to change from liking to hating? I'm so worthless!" An Feng said sadly.

   "Although you are my dearest, but—" Joanna put her arms around his neck, "I hate you."

  An Feng fought with her a few times, and asked casually: "Then what shall we do next?"

   "Prepare the costume!" Joanna said.

  Clothing, including clothes and jewelry, must be prepared, because women will find ways to "arm" themselves whenever they attend any public occasion, but An Feng did not expect to pay attention to so many rules.

  First, let’s take the clothes needed for formal occasions, that is, the so-called dresses, which are divided into morning, noon and evening, that is, morning dresses, afternoon dresses and evening dresses. Subdivided further down, this evening dress can also be divided into many types, semi-formal dresses, cocktail dresses for cocktail parties, traditional evening dresses for formal banquets...

It is said that although the British don’t know how to eat, they are very good at dressing. Just the level of attention to one of these items makes An Feng a little dazzled. If he wants to go to the real upper class... He is grateful that he has a girlfriend who comes from a wealthy family. It saves him the trouble of using his brain.

  Going around for two days, after collecting all the outfits, I met with relatives and friends. There were only three people. This time, my parents were not in a hurry. I heard that I went to visit the land of China with friends. I met with my sister's family of three, introduced Joanna who didn't need to be introduced at all, took a helicopter home in their gossip eyes, gave them some things without giving them time, and then both fled California.

   In addition to watching the theater, I also plan to travel. I have been living on the west coast, and occasionally change my taste. It is also good to experience the eastern style. Business jet travel is very casual in terms of time. It takes off in the morning and arrives in New York after one o'clock in the afternoon. After renting a luxury SUV, we stay in a hotel suite.

   After a short nap, as night fell, Joanna appeared in a quasi-gown, a red knee-length tight dress, and the bright red represented her good mood. With a hand-held simple leather wallet, white high-heeled shoes, and a string of bright white pearl necklaces around the neck, with a faint smile, it is elegant and unconventional.

  Compared with the luxurious traditional evening dresses, Joanna's quasi-dresses are more casual, less solemn, and more lively. She walked out of the hotel with An Feng's hand in her arms. An extended concierge car was waiting at the door, and the driver in a tuxedo opened the door for them.

The concierge car merged into the traffic flow and came to Broadway, which runs north and south in Manhattan. All the way to the north, there are dozens of theaters, large and small, on the side of the road. The most you can see on the road are dense crowds, towering skyscrapers and building walls. Faced with a huge advertisement like psoriasis.

  Especially when passing through Times Square, there are dense high-rise buildings and crowded people. Advertisers did not miss any opportunity to promote—that is, stick psoriasis on the building.

  The limousine car followed the double-decker sightseeing bus in front, and Anfeng felt the congestion in the world economic center and the technology atmosphere coming to him.

   "There it is, tonight's theater." Joanna looked out the window.

An Feng followed her gaze, and the car was getting closer and closer. A huge LCD billboard on the right hand side of the building displayed a white mask with the English word "phantom" written on it, matching the dark background. It also has a bit of a ghostly mood.

  When the car came to a complete stop, someone immediately stepped forward and opened the rear door of the extended car. An Feng walked out first, then handed Joanna his hand, asking her to get off the car in a very gracious manner. Turning around, I saw a long queue at the entrance of the theater, winding and circling, probably at the end of the street. The weather was hot, but the enthusiasm of the audience remained undiminished.

  Joanna glanced at the team: "This is the charm."

  But they don’t have to queue up. VIP is used to show that they are one step ahead. After scanning the tickets in the dedicated channel, they are invited in by a special receptionist.

They sat in the box on the second floor. The box area is independent of each other. It is not spacious, but the position is very upright. Looking around, you can appreciate the grandeur and majesty of the stage. It adopts the style of classical European theater, surrounded by carved beams And the statues, no doubt, took a lot of work in original design.

The audience entered the venue one after another, most of them were in formal attire, some were rigorous and had a full set of suits and dresses; Unfold in this solemn atmosphere.

What should I say about this play? An Feng was amazed by the lighting and sound effects at the beginning, and then it became dull, because the performance of the musical is a bit... just like Disney animation. The bel canto came out. Short name: Can't speak well.

I took a sneak peek at Joanna, who was fascinated by watching the drama. Fortunately, she was accompanied by a girl, and the actresses on the stage were more eye-catching, until the moving song "The-phantom-of-the-opera" by the heroine and the phantom began Finally, An Feng really put himself into the plot.

After more than two hours of performance, according to An Feng's personal imagination, it is actually about a love triangle between two men and one woman who hate and love at the same time. Among the two male protagonists, one is short and ugly, and the other is tall, rich and handsome. At first the heroine admired Ao Zou Chou's musical talent, but later on she was no match for Gao Fu Shuai's brilliance, and finally abandoned her spare tire and threw herself into Gao Fu Shuai's arms, Ai Zou Chou disappeared heartbroken.

  An Feng commented: "If you are ugly and fierce, you will not have true love!"

Joanna didn't know that An Feng had made up so many plots in his own brain, and he was almost able to make up a copycat version of the Phantom of the Opera... She couldn't deny An Feng's comment: "Because the phantom (Phantom)'s heart is already distorted by hatred." , resentment towards society closes the soul, doomed not to love."

An Feng shook his head: "If it wasn't for the heroine who took off the Phantom's mask out of curiosity, revealing half of his ugly face, and then he murdered the heroine, they would end up well. So the conclusion is to give each other privacy, not to My girl loses her temper, otherwise Gao Fushuai will take advantage of it."

  Joanna smiled: "Do you like the role of Phantom very much?"

An Feng said: "I pity him for the pain he really loves, but he can't get it in the end. It is true that he has done a lot of impulsive actions, killing and destroying her, but isn't the starting point just because he likes the heroine? Look at his last To the confession of the heroine who is about to elope with Gao Fushuai, when he said the painful "I love you", it proves that loving someone can do crazy things."

  Joanna looked at him: "You too?"

   "Of course." An Feng turned his head and looked into her light brown eyes: "But I don't need to be crazy, because I already have what I love."

  Joanna put her arms around his neck and kissed him affectionately: "I will always be yours."

  (end of this chapter)