This restaurant has a retro and golden name called "Huang Ben". The official rating is "five-star" and the public rating is "dog shit".

According to feedback from the people who have been here, they really only have the large golden bricks posted on the wall and the unattainable price on the menu, which meet the so-called "five-star standard".

However, as one of the most famous temples in the city, this place still attracts the continuous pretentious criminals to come and be slaughtered.

...Of course, almost everyone who comes here to gild his face with a heavy bleeding purse will have to say sour teeth after checking out and leaving: "Why haven't they closed down yet?"

The dishes are slow, the review is bad! The color of the drink is ugly, the review is bad! There is not even a service staff, the whole process of the robot is bad, and the review is ten thousand years!

Teacher Robin tied up his sexy bow tie and glared at his assistant Xiao Zhu fiercely.

Xiao Zhu, who was not good at doing things, had to lower his head and hold his chest in his mouth, pretending that he was a quail that did not exist.

Teacher Robin, who was waiting for someone, turned his gaze to the front entrance of the "Gold Standard" restaurant again, and watched a female customer in high heels trip over the threshold there. The silly robot serving the food was stunned and shaking its big iron head back and forth - yes, just to prevent these stupid service robots from getting lost, the restaurant actually set a thirty-centimeter-thick threshold at the door!

It's really terrible...

"Can't you upgrade their systems for those ragged robots?" Teacher Robin, who accidentally sprained his ankle when entering the door, thought hatefully.

Just as the female customer was looking at the ground, a person suddenly walked into the door backlight. When no one could react, he quickly reached out and accurately caught the female customer who fell. Then he went up very naturally, as if he effortlessly lifted an adult weighing about 100 pounds to a threshold of 30 centimeters high.

"Heroic," Teacher Robin swayed his drink cup leisurely, turned his head to Xiao Zhu and said, "Is this a practice? Good skills!"

The terrified female customer hurriedly thanked her. The person at the door seemed to smile slightly, let her go with great grace, and then walked in.

"Wait, boss, why did he go to us?" Xiao Zhu asked terrifiedly, "and nodded at you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Teacher Robin looked at the "heroine" who had walked straight to him and stood in front of him. He gently touched his heels, straightened his upper body, and his fingers that were pressed against the seam of his pants moved slightly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to salute. Then he probably remembered that the occasion was wrong, and put down his half-lifted hand, maintaining a standard attentive posture, and nodded to him politely.

Robin's neck was almost broken, and his weak and struggling voice sounded in his inner world: "I remember what I was waiting for was the daughter of the eldest sister's family, a girl named Xiao Luoluo..."

I heard the man whose gender was a mystery look at him and said in a stern manner: "Hello, Uncle Luo, I am Fu Luo."

Her voice was very special, deeper than a woman, clearer than a man, subtly between the two, her words fell like beads, without any drag. She could only hear Teacher Robin's three views shattered, and she couldn't help but reach out and rub her eyes.

His assistant Xiao Zhu looked at this and then that. Based on his three years of experience in observing his words and expressions at the assistant, Xiao Zhu judged that his boss might have already vented his anger and was about to become an immortal.

Teacher Robin is a high-profile and luxurious person with no meaning. He is a famous pretender all over the country and is so popular that he is bloody.

He is the most famous image design expert in the world, specializing in serving political leaders from all over the world.

The image design industry is like taking off your pants and farting. In this regard, it is a step forward. At present, the level and cost of genetic plastic surgery have reached the level that can enter the homes of ordinary people.

Major surgeries such as brain and body transformation have been banned by various countries due to the endless subsequent side effects. However, the risk of surgery to change the appearance is very small and is not higher than cutting the appendix.

However, genetic plastic surgery has not been widely promoted. People's acceptance of it is not much higher than that of ancient people who received bloody plastic surgery three centuries ago. Although there are still people who secretly make fine adjustments, they dare not even recognize the mother. That requires a bunch of enlightened parents.

Since humans began to consciously hype various treasures of nature, their pursuit of "nature" and their contempt for "artificial arts" were written into the bottom of civilization.

If any public figure is exposed to be "artificial" in his face, it would be amazing. It is a complete dark history. Waiting to be dragged out and whipped the body a hundred times.

And Mr. Robin is an expert in "natural decoration".

He was so expensive that he could not ask for it, and countless first-line celebrities fell under the trouser legs of this slutty expert and were hard to enter. If he didn't use "playing big names" and "taking Qiao" to reject too many customers, he would probably be exhausted.

It can be imagined that Teacher Robin's temper is as humble as he is.

In the eyes of assistant Xiao Zhu, it was already incredible that he had to condescend and wait for people in the restaurant. The person who was waiting for him was so bold that he blurted out his seniority to Teacher Robin, who didn't even have dry patterns on his face.

Xiao Zhu grabbed his bag and prepared his boss to leave in the next second.

However, the sun hit the east side. Teacher Robin was not angry with the face that was struck by lightning. He even performed well. He squeezed out a kind smile and asked kindly in a tone of speaking to the kindergarten children: "Okay, okay... well, Xiao Luoluo? I can't recognize it in the blink of an eye. Where is your mother? Haven't you come together?"

The visitor kept standing attentively and said like a report: "She came from the unit. Five minutes ago, her aircraft coordinates showed that she was blocked on the second ring of the air. Judging from today's traffic model, it would take her about twenty-five minutes to arrive."

Robin's eyes twitched: "Oh, okay, you...what you, don't stand, sit, sit."

When Fu Luo heard the order, he turned left with a standard pace, kept an equal distance, walked to the opposite of Teacher Robin in two steps, pulled the chair, sat upright, and finished it in one go... It was like walking like the wind and sitting like a bell.

Teacher Robin and the unknown creature in front of him - even if he was a "girl" - stared at him with big eyes, tied his tongue for a long time, scraped his stomach for a long time, and found that he had nothing to say.

Finally, Xiao Zhu gently pulled him: "Boss, will you order the food first?"

Teacher Robin came to his senses, pressed the automatic service system start button at the corner of the table, and spread the order menu flat on the desktop touch screen: "Ah...yes, order food, order food."

So who is the one in front of you?

This is what this person’s ID card says—

Name: Fu Luo.

Gender: Female.

This precious 32nd generation ID card is the only thing that can prove her innocence when she was beaten up as a gangster when she entered the women's bathroom.

Fu Luo Qiu celebrated his birthday and was about to turn 23 years old.

In 2413 AD, after the technological explosion, the average life expectancy of humans was close to 200 years old. "A girl of twenty-three years old" is undoubtedly the most delicate girlish period. When people hear it, they will still remind a series of beautiful images such as "youth is in full bloom" and "time in just the right time", such as a beautiful flower that is about to bloom and still has dew.

Fu Luo's delicate flower is 1.75 meters tall, weighs 70 kilograms, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and her skin is tanned into wheat. She is not fat, but strong, her muscular arms spread her shoulders, like a big eagle about to spread her wings. Teacher Robin observed that the shoulder width of her top may be close to 44 cm, and her waistline is very neat, which is obviously the result of years of exercise, and her spine is straight... What a standard male figure!

The five big and three thick ones with no blind spots in three hundred and sixty degrees!

Fu Luo wore a casual men's outfit, with a hairstyle that was slightly longer than a ball inch. His short and sticky hair was slapped in all directions, and hedgehog looked like heels. He had a very old military commander watch on his bony wrist. The strap was worn out. Something was broken on one corner of the dial, and it was glued back, making it look even more and more ragged.

Did her mother have no money to change the watch for the child? Teacher Robin looked at her and sucked her teeth, and a melody couldn't help but circulate in her mind: You are a mighty guy who delivers the courier, and the little flying donkey running like a rocket...

When the handsome man who can take the cover of a magazine at any time and the young man with a gender problem sits in front of him, the visual impact is incomparable.

Xiao Zhu played his role as an assistant and asked carefully: "What does Fu Luo like to eat?"

Fu Luo turned his gaze to her, and a stingy smile appeared on his expressionless face: "Don't be polite, please order, I'll pay for it today."

Xiao Zhu faced her eyes directly and couldn't help but be stunned. She saw that the man had thick facial features, clear eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were flying intently. His eyes looked shining brightly under the light.

"He is quite handsome." Xiao Zhu suddenly thought flashed through his mind and suddenly blushed.

Xiao Zhu once heard a restored storytelling in the History Museum. As soon as his imagination spreads, he felt that Miss Fu was handsome and quite ancient. According to the storytelling lyrics, if you give her a dress of "little helmet and unicorn armor, big red colorful tiger-headed battle boots" and carrying a "black gold nine-ring machete" that is 800, you will be a very majestic member of "smoky Tai Sui, fire-burning Vajra"!

Robin had a toothache in the back of the groove. He remembered the situation described by Fu Luo's mother to him on the phone. He said, "I have graduated and have no good looks." "I am not very sensible. She is on a long vacation and let her follow you. She is just an intern." After hearing this, I thought I was about to face a little girl with an average appearance, inferiority and introvert, who knows...

This is really looking forward to a small pocket electric stick and a plasma anti-aircraft gun.

Robin had already guessed the truth vaguely, but still asked with the last glimmer of hope: "What school does Xiao Luo go to and what major do you study?"

Liberal arts, science, business, arts and doctors can do anything, even if they are specialized in practice...

As a result, Fu Luo looked solemn and replied with a serious expression: "The Military Commission directly under the School of Space Operations."

Xiao Zhu's hand trembled, and his fingers on the order menu "spicy" clicked the option of "hell spicy". When the humanized system heard this, he quickly jumped out of the prompt dialog box - "Warm reminder, this product is too spicy and can easily cause a series of adverse gastrointestinal reactions such as diarrhea. Please choose carefully and re-determine. People with hemorrhoids should pay special attention to their health. Repeat it. People with hemorrhoids should pay attention to their health."...

Xiao Zhu closed the messy dialog box with a slutty look.

"You, the Space Warfare Department," Mr. Robin looked at the elite from the "Future General Training Base" sincerely, jumping out word by word, "I'm coming, my image design company, 'internship', six weeks?"

This time, Fu Luo was silent for two seconds and answered frankly: "It's not an internship. Our internships are arranged by the school. I just graduated from school this year and am preparing to officially serve. During this period, I have six weeks of vacation... it's all my mom's forced me."

Robin leaned on the back of the chair weakly: "Tell me what your mother means?"

Fu Luo's tone was retelling without any fluctuations: "She said, 'If you dare not go, I will die for you. The Black Blank Winter Universe Garbage Garbage Site is my eternal destination. It is better to become a floating object in space than to watch you all day long!"

Robin covered his face with his hands, and after a while, he moaned: "Yes, it's her style."
Chapter completed!