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Chapter 63 Mr. Lu, Awesome!

Box number two.

"What!?"

Cecil thought he had heard wrong.

He looked at the waiter strangely, wondering in his heart,

Could it be that Lu Shi could write "Yes! Prime Minister, but don't know what Salisbury means?

He asked the waiter, "Are you telling the truth?"

The waiter nodded,

"Yes, I have nothing to hide."

Cecil frowned.

When a scholar meets a soldier, he can't explain why. He is not afraid that Lu Shi is smart, but he is afraid that Lu Shi is a reckless man who doesn't understand anything, and that will be fatal.

However, if you think about it, how could a Chinese know so many British ways?

This "Yes! The Prime Minister is probably not Lu Shi's work.

Cecil shook his head helplessly,

"That's all, that's all, I'll go meet him."

Wodehouse on the side said: "Why do you have to pursue so closely? Our British Empire is all-inclusive, so it won't be too big for a Chinese student, right?"

Cecil scorned,

"International student? How did I hear that he is going to be a professor at a university affiliated to your University of London?"

Wodehouse stopper,

This question really cannot be explained.

"snort!"

Cecil snorted coldly, then nodded to the waiter, took the wine, and left the box.

...

Box one.

Margarita looked left and right,

She first looked carefully at the queen, then at Lu Shi, not understanding what happened just now.

But thinking of the previous scene, Her Royal Highness couldn't help laughing,

I thought that Professor Lu had always been in that unsmiling and peaceful state, but unexpectedly he became really arrogant. He was exactly the same as a dude, even worse than that.

As for the Prime Minister...

Margarita doesn't care at all,

With the queen on the field, there is nothing to be afraid of.

At this time, the Queen coughed lightly and said, "Rita, don't look around. Why, are you still worried about what happened just now?"

Margarita shook her head,

"No! No worries!"

The queen smiled, her eyes stayed on Lu Shi for a moment, and then moved to the stage again.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Lu Shi got up before Stephenson and walked over to open the door.

Standing outside the door was a hale and hearty elderly Caucasian man in his seventies, with almost no hair left on his forehead, which was clean and sleek, and the few hairs on the top of his head were combed to the sides, forming a middle-parted hairstyle.

He has a full beard, and he takes care of it very carefully, and every small part has a half-curled arc.

This must be Robert Gascoigne-Cecil,

The current Prime Minister of the British Empire.

Lu Shi smiled,

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister."

While saying hello, he closed the door with his backhand.

Cecil was stunned for a while, and vaguely felt that the fat man in Box No. 1 looked a little familiar, as if he had seen him at a certain royal ceremony,

He wanted to identify them carefully, but he didn't have time, he only saw a few people in the room through the crack of the door.

In addition to Fatty, Bernard Shaw, Margarita,

There was also a diminutive figure, whose sex could not even be discerned, hidden in the armchair.

Cecil felt a bad feeling in his heart and lowered his head in thought.

Lu Shi cleared his throat,

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister?"

Only then did Cecil come back to his senses, organized his thoughts, and said to Lu Shi: "Mr. Lu, so you know who I am. That's right, to be able to write a script like "Yes! Prime Minister" must be familiar with the politics of the British Empire." of."

This sentence seems to imply something.

Lu Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't answer the other party's words.

Cecil continued: "Mr. Lu is a Chinese. He doesn't have a long life experience in the UK, and he is even less likely to have been an office officer. How did he write such a good script?"

Sure enough, the drunken man didn't mean to drink.

Lu Shi chuckled and said, "Because I will treat guests to dinner."

Cecil was stunned,

"Would you... treat me to dinner?"

Lu Shi said "Yes" and continued: "Most of the content in "Yes! Prime Minister" comes from the revelations of the staff in Whitehall and Downing Street."

As for who broke the news, let Cecil guess for himself.

Anyway, there is no such person at all.

When Cecil looked at Lu, he felt that what the other party said made a little sense, but it didn't seem to make sense at all.

This paradoxical sixth sense is quite maddening.

He pondered for a moment, and decided to talk about Margarita, forcing Lu Shi to submit.

at this time,

boom--

The wild laughter of the audience broke out on the first floor, as if it could blow off the roof.

It should be the end of the third act.

Cecil had to shut up and wait until the laughter passed before continuing the conversation.

As a result, he was interrupted again before he could open his mouth.

The compartment door was pushed open,

An old voice came out: "Professor Lu has been away for a long time. It's a pity to miss such a wonderful plot just now."

Looking at the prestige, I saw that the door was supported by Stephenson,

The queen's short body had already stood up, and she was walking towards the door with Margarita's support.

Cecil:? ? ?

He was completely dumbfounded.

The Queen seemed not to notice him, and muttered: "The Lyceum Theater's facilities are too poor, it's really tiring to sit, I need to exercise more."

She and Margarita continued walking outside.

Cecil subconsciously made way to the side.

This action finally attracted the Queen's attention,

The Queen was puzzled and said, "Your Excellency the Prime Minister is also here... um... so it was you who wanted to invite Professor Lu to have a drink. Hehe, I was just wondering who has such a big face~"

This is comparable to "Yes! Any sarcasm in "The Prime Minister" has to be lethal.

Cecil's old face was flushed, but fortunately his face was covered by a full beard, so he didn't see anything wrong.

He said nonsense: "Mr. Lu...er...Professor Lu's "Yes! The Prime Minister" is critical and satirical. After reading it, it makes me... make me, the prime minister, feel so guilty, and have the urge to make a confession .”

"Pfft~"

Margarita laughed.

The queen coughed lightly, signaling her granddaughter to try to hold back.

Lu Shi was also trying to hold back his laughter,

"So the Prime Minister wants to have a drink with me? However, I have already said about the wine, and there is no preparation for Box 1."

This is almost tantamount to a slap in the face.

Cecil's complexion changed,

But he glanced at the queen beside Lu Shi, and in the end he didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he turned around, took the wine utensils from the waiter, and poured a full glass for Lu Shi himself.

Lu Shi took it with a smile,

"Thanks."

After saying thank you, I drank it all in one gulp.

Cecil stared at Lu Shi for a while, then drank the wine in the glass,

"Professor Xie Lu appreciates it."

After speaking, he saluted the Queen in a gentlemanly manner, and left quickly.

The queen seemed not to have seen Cecil's actions, and said to Lu Shi with a smile: "Professor Lu, I have thought about it carefully just now, you should really write out the book of "Roman Holiday", and then present it at the Royal Opera House." The performance will definitely cause a sensation in England."

They walked back while chatting about "Roman Holiday."

then,

Cecil told the second box,

The Queen, Lu Shi, and Margarita go to Box 1,

The two groups of people just staggered.

The waiter couldn't help but look around, his back was wet with cold sweat,

But he was very excited,

I really learned a lot today, and I was fortunate enough to meet the prime minister himself, but what was even more surprising was that there were people who the prime minister couldn't invite.

Mr. Lu,

Niu X!

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