Chapter 183: King Imitation Show

True Dragon citizens who are willing to join in the fun must have drunk the chicken soup fed by Zhang Gui himself.

But watching the Emperor, who is like a savior and a god descending to earth in their hearts, from afar with surging hearts, making passionate promises for the future in the magnificent and huge square.

Ten ordinary people would have a hundred dizzy, only knowing how to applaud and shout.

Finally, because of the excessive secretion of hormones in their bodies, they became as confused as if they were drunk.

Few people can remember Zhang Gui's face in a completely opposite marketplace setting.

But few does not mean none.

In the Wan Ben Da Nao Ji tea book hall.

Zhang Gui finished a pot of strong tea and was about to wave for the tea doctor to refill it.

A tall young man passing by his table caught a glimpse of Zhang Gui's face.

He couldn't help but be slightly stunned, stopped, and turned his head to look carefully.

Zhang Gui was startled, but on the surface, he smiled calmly, turned his head, and looked at the tall man,

"What's the matter, buddy, did you see my extraordinary temperament?"

"You, your temperament is not outstanding, but your facial features are indeed extraordinary.

You are simply an imitation of the 'current one.'

Little brother, what are you doing now, do you earn a lot?

I opened a restaurant show with a few friends not long ago.

I'm just short of a good role tonight..."

"Oh, everyone is listening to the story, please go out if you want to chat."

A fat man from the Southern Red Continent who looked like an Indian from the previous generation, sitting on Zhang Gui's left, was disturbed by the conversation and complained angrily,

He even deliberately looked at Zhang Gui,

"What a joke.

How does this person look like the Emperor?

He looks at least twenty years younger.

What kind of calm demeanor does the Emperor have? I'm afraid he wouldn't blink even if he saw the Great Migration of Ten Thousand Beasts.

That kind of heroic and martial spirit, tsk tsk tsk, compared to this little brother, tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"No, Mr. Fat, I recognize your praise for the King.

But what do you mean by 'tsk tsk tsk'?"

Zhang Gui couldn't help but say dissatisfiedly.

As a result, the tall young man who was standing "rebelled,"

"Brother Fat, you are right.

How can the Emperor's heroic and martial spirit be compared to ordinary people?

It is simply the difference between a divine dragon and a loach; it was my mistake.

Little brother, I'm sorry, you can pretend you didn't hear what I just said, sorry."

The tall man apologized to Zhang Gui, cupped his hands, turned around calmly, and walked towards an empty seat at another tea table.

Zhang Gui looked at his retreating back, opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

He could only eat half a plate of peanuts dryly.

Only then did he remember that there was no tea left.

He called the tea doctor, refilled the tea, ordered snacks, and continued to enjoy the rare leisure.

After a few long stories, time passed unknowingly until late at night.

The tea book hall closed at eleven o'clock sharp.

Because tomorrow is the weekend.

So most of the tea guests did not go home, but dispersed and flocked to the still-open wine houses, restaurants, and roadside stalls.

"Without comparison, there is no correct cognition.

Looking at Xianrong Island and then at True Dragon, it really makes me feel more and more accomplished."

Such a time and such a prosperous street made Zhang Gui feel quite proud.

At this moment, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder, "Little brother, little brother, let's talk again."

Zhang Gui turned around and saw it was the tall young man from before, with his friends.

He smiled and said: "Talk about what, didn't you say you made a mistake just now."

"No, I still feel that your facial features and appearance are unusual.

Brothers and sisters, look carefully.

Does this little brother look like an imitation of the Emperor?"

His friends obviously had heard of this interesting story, and looked at Zhang Gui carefully from top to bottom.

As a result, the Eastern Continent people felt that Zhang Gui looked like themselves, while the Southern Red people mostly felt he didn't.

"I still think he looks like him.

Although we are all compatriots of the True Dragon Kingdom, our vision has regional characteristics."

As a result, the tall young man first stacked a shield for himself, and finally concluded:

"To be honest, compatriots from Southern Red are very easy to misidentify faces with Eastern Continent characteristics.

For example, Old Two and I don't look alike at all; I have a square face, and he has a round apple face.

But Zuo Qiao, the last time we met at home, because I was sitting, you actually misidentified us..."

"Oh, don't be sad, my dear good friend, that was just a joke."

A Southern Red teenager among the tall man's friends argued shamelessly.

As a result, it caused a lot of criticism from other friends.

Amidst the laughter, the tall young man reached out to Zhang Gui with a firm expression,

"So I have determined that you have a great face for an Emperor imitation show.

In a barbaric and backward country, this might bring misfortune.

But in a civilized and enlightened country like our True Dragon, this means an easy job and generous rewards.

I am willing to..."

"You are willing, but I am not."

Zhang Gui interrupted the tall man with a smile,

"But I still want to say thank you.

Not for the 'good job and generous reward' you intend to give me.

But because meeting you young people living happily in True Dragon makes me very happy.

Really very happy."

These words left the tall man confused for a while, and he just subconsciously continued to solicit:

"Buddy, you can also be as happy as we are; the key is money, do you understand, money!

And we will give you enough..."

"Shut up, Zhou Wu!"

The most beautiful Southern Red girl among the tall man's friends had been staring at Zhang Gui and hadn't spoken a word.

At this moment, she suddenly jumped up and covered the tall man's mouth tightly.

Then she continued to look at Zhang Gui with a slightly trembling voice:

"My name is Maya Weila, and I am also very happy!

Being able to come to this country, which is like a heavenly kingdom, after experiencing hardships,

my friends and I all feel extremely joyful and happy!

So thank you.

On this night, which is destined to be the happiest of the first half of my life, thank you and the 'Heavenly Kingdom' you created!

The supreme, merciful, and great Emperor of True Dragon, whose honor and nobility always reside in his body, and who is as brilliant as the sun!"

Saying this, the girl bowed deeply.

Zhang Gui nodded slightly to indicate, and then disappeared without a trace.

In the bustling street, no one noticed the strangeness here.

Only the tall man and his other friends stood there blankly.

After a long time, Maya Weila straightened up and looked at her friend with a look like looking at an idiot.

"Mr. Zhou Wu, what did you just say, ha, 'compatriots from Southern Red are very easy to misidentify faces with Eastern Continent characteristics.'

You, a True Dragon citizen from the Eastern Continent, can clearly identify faces with Eastern Continent characteristics.

Except for misidentifying our supreme master of True Dragon as an imitation show."

"No, no, no, Maya, no, no, no.

I don't believe we just met the Emperor!

Because a mortal like me coming into close contact with Him should be melted by the light of the 'sun'..."

"Don't play the idiot, idiot.

Now the restaurant we opened has the best gimmick in the entire True Dragon Kingdom."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 184 =====