Chapter 961: Xiao Chong Side Story 33_3
Chapter 961: Xiao Chong Side Story 33_3
As for Xiao Chong, it’s even less likely.
He doesn’t look down upon these things. In the era he lived, there were no actors yet. People from commoners to nobility all enjoyed singing and dancing.
At the annual grand assembly, they even danced with the Emperor. No one considered these activities degrading; he just simply doesn’t have the time.
After the art exhibition, it was already noon. Lu Shouyue still had things to do, so Lin Wanwan and Xiao Chong had to leave early.
With Xiao Chong’s business concluded, the two continued their strolling and snacking.
In the evening, they reunited with Lu Shouyue, and the three of them headed to a private club.
Inside, it’s members-only, and the menu doesn’t have prices. All ingredients are freshly flown in. Some are directly traded at sea, others just came off the auction. It’s truly a feast for gourmet lovers.
Tonight, Lu Shouyue was still host, and the three foodies were all satisfied.
Lin Wanwan initially had little interest in beef and lamb, but today she savored the pasture-raised premium beef with a pinch of salt, tearing a piece with her teeth, and it was astonishingly delicious!
After staying in Hong Kong Island for three days and two nights, the two bid farewell to Lu Shouyue and headed to Haijing.
Here, it seemed mandatory to visit the casinos, but neither had an interest in gambling, so that destination was skipped.
Xiao Chong booked a hotel at the Venetian Resort, this time securing two rooms, making Lin Wanwan feel particularly relaxed, enjoying both play and stay.
Sitting in a small boat, they experienced the city’s slow pace in the Venetian-style canal district, adding a touch of romance.
While visiting the old Portuguese architectural district in Haijing, Xiao Chong couldn’t help but gripe: "These buildings lack any semblance of Feng Shui, too ugly."
Lin Wanwan burst into laughter, finding it rare for Xiao Chong to be so candid in his critiques.
She realized that Xiao Chong had a mysterious confidence in Huaxia civilization, dismissing most external things with contempt, although subtly.
Let’s not talk about ancient architecture; even those considered beautiful Caucasian women or mixed races by others were unsightly in his eyes.
Before leaving, they attended a grand concert performed by a foreign symphony orchestra.
Afterward, Xiao Chong remarked, "Unbearable to listen."
Lin Wanwan: "..."
"Huaxia’s music is a hundred times grander, more solemn, more sacred."
"Alright, alright, you’re great at playing the piano, whatever you say." Lin Wanwan didn’t understand the music at all and just joined for the fun.
Time flew by; they only stayed in Haijing for two days and one night. By the second day’s evening, they were heading to the airport for their flight to Beijing.
After arriving, they first went to the school to report.
Due to the large number of clothes, shoes, and bags Xiao Chong had bought for Lin Wanwan in Hong Kong Island, her original suitcase was insufficient. Three additional large suitcases barely sufficed.
Xiao Chong, being resourceful, directly ordered three local tour guides at the airport to handle everything for them.
Upon hearing they were reporting to Peking University, the guides initially enthusiastically wanted to direct them to the shuttle buses for new students.
However, Xiao Chong didn’t want to squeeze in with a bunch of freshmen, so he asked the guides to help arrange their reporting matters.
Actually, Xiao Chong was well-versed with university procedures.
After all, he’s visited several times, even attending spring and autumn camps during high school.
Yet, he didn’t want Lin Wanwan’s first day at the university to be a disaster because of luggage; it was all trivial cost to him.
As someone accustomed to a lifestyle of servants in Great Tang, he’s too used to being served.
The three tour guides helped them with reporting, finding dorms, running errands, they didn’t bother the senior students welcoming newcomers.
Xiao Chong wore a cap, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a large parasol for Lin Wanwan, while Lin Wanwan carried a mini fan, just needing to sign behind, feeling utterly relaxed.
Except for Xiao Chong’s unexpected notoriety at Peking University, drawing gazes everywhere, which made Lin Wanwan slightly uncomfortable; everything else was fine.
Even though a year had passed since Xiao Chong’s awards and ’golden campus hunk’ trending searches, Peking University used him in promotional enrollment, making him a celebrity figure on campus.
Walking with him, Lin Wanwan felt countless envious gazes. She could only lift the mini fan in front of her face to shield herself from them.
Xiao Chong, however, was utterly natural, showing no signs of unease.
Even a superstar used to adoration wouldn’t appear calmer than him when meeting fans.
Honestly, in Great Tang’s Chang’an City, the onlookers were sometimes even more extreme than now, he was long accustomed.
Even at Seventh Middle School, in his senior year, whenever he returned to school, there were shouts of ’big boss’ everywhere.