"Hahahaha! The poor people in the live broadcast room, are you still alive? Are you still living a poor life of hunger and cold today? And your idol, the smart, beautiful, kind, lovely, hardworking, brave, and rich little mermaid, Sihwa, is now in the United States! "
In the bathroom with the door closed, Sihwa said happily to the phone.
"I stayed in a luxury hotel in San Francisco's Queens district, but because the fans were too crazy and scared me, I didn't say the name of the hotel like I did in Egypt! You just have to guess the most luxurious hotel in San Francisco! "
At this time in China, there were a lot of people online in the live broadcast room, and the netizens were still merciless and sharp.
"As far as I know, there is no Queens district in San Francisco."
"The brainless little mermaid obviously confused New York and San Francisco."
"Probably because the name 'Queens' is more lofty, so she spoke without thinking … Well, this is also Sihwa's style."
"Everyone below Manhattan is an ant. Queens is just an upscale slum."
"So are you in San Francisco or New York? If you are in New York, I will take a taxi to find you. "
Sihwa selectively ignored the barrage of ridicule. She bragged about how luxurious the hotel she stayed in was full of loopholes, and the source was a Korean drama she had watched before.
"By the way, have you seen Snowy's live broadcast? I heard that Snowy also went to San Francisco. "
"Snowflake is here! Insider news, Snowy did go to San Francisco. Do you want to consider a joint live broadcast? "
"Snowy's fans are called Snowflake? What name should Sihwa's fan group give? "
"Pissing Fish Ball?"
"Get out!"
Sihwa pouted. Compared to complaining, she didn't want to see her fans talking about other anchors. She felt like she had been betrayed, so she quietly put the IDs of those people into the blacklist in her heart.
Dong dong!
There were two gentle knocks on the bathroom door, and Zhang Zian pushed open a crack in the door, indicating that she should end the live broadcast.
Sihwa frowned. She had just started the live broadcast, but she also had something to ask him. She said that she had to get used to the time difference, and asked fans to watch the live broadcast the next morning in Binhai Time. Then she closed the app.
"Hey! I just heard someone outside say that she's playing a mermaid? " She held onto the edge of the bathtub and asked expectantly, "Has my reputation already spread to America? I heard that once someone becomes popular, it will attract many people to cosplay! Is it popular to cosplay me in America? "
Zhang Zian: "..."
In fact, it wasn't wrong to say that, but she was cosplaying as a group of mermaids, not Sihwa's individual image.
"She's cosplaying a mermaid, not you," he explained.
"I'm the mermaid. The mermaid is me." She pointed at her nose. "They cosplayed as me without permission. Did they pay the license fee? What if my portrait rights are violated? Would it be detrimental to my image if I cosplay too badly? Especially don't cosplay my image and do some disgusting things. My image is the dream of every girl in the world. If you damage my image, you have to apologize to the people of the world! "
"Where did you hear all this from? What kind of comments do the netizens in the live broadcast room say all day long? "Zhang Zian was really speechless.
Sihwa's mind was like a child's, and she was particularly susceptible to popular culture, whether it was Korean dramas or online parodies.
"Let's put this aside for now. Where are you going to play today? You must make a video and come back for me to watch! Otherwise, those traitors will say that I'm bragging again! "She said as she slapped the water with hatred.
"Okay." After Zhang Zian agreed, he put her into his mobile phone. Making a video was also a compensation for her. After all, she couldn't go anywhere.
Although San Francisco was near the sea, the ocean currents were very cold. Even in midsummer, you couldn't swim in the sea. There was nothing to play at the beach, and there might be very few natural girls.
The other elves, all traveling in stealth mode, got into the station wagon he rented.
The station wagon drove to downtown San Francisco.
"This place … looks very old," Fina commented.
The buses that had been operating since the end of World War II looked very retro, because they were products of decades ago.
The driver pulled the metal lever, rang the bell, and drove the toy-like clank car through the undulating streets, and the passengers even had a roller coaster experience when they went downhill.
In addition, compared with the big cities in China, San Francisco looked mediocre. The only high-rise buildings were concentrated in the downtown area, and the other areas were basically low-rise buildings. The more distinctive feature was that the adjacent buildings were often painted in different colors. When looked down from the mountain, it looked like a row of colorful piano keys.
Due to the large number of homeless people and street artists, some of the alleys were very unique. The walls on both sides were covered with post-modern graffiti. Some of the graffiti could be called outstanding works of art, while others were blatantly provocative.
Zhang Zian didn't understand art, and it was not easy to drive in the alleys. Driving in San Francisco was a test of skills, so he just stopped at the alley and glanced at it casually.
"San Francisco is a city full of years. Some people say: If you want to see the United States today, go to Las Vegas; if you want to see the United States 50 years ago, go to Los Angeles; if you want to see the United States 100 years ago, you must come to San Francisco."
Perhaps it was because of the strong impact of foreign culture in Egypt, the elves' perception of San Francisco was relatively flat. They felt that it was good here. The air was fresh, the temperature was suitable, and all aspects were remarkable, but they couldn't say what was particularly outstanding. It was somewhat like Binhai City, which was a place suitable for retirement, if housing prices were not considered.
He drove around the city and checked in some famous attractions, such as City Hall, China City, Italy City, and Jiuqu Flower Street. He took photos and recorded a few short videos, then went to Fisherman's Wharf, where he had lunch and took photos with other tourists of the charming sea lions at Pier 39. After lunch, he went to the Golden Gate Bridge.
To be honest, in various Hollywood science fiction films, the Golden Gate Bridge and the Statue of Liberty were often the hardest hit areas ravaged by monsters and aliens. Therefore, when he saw the intact Golden Gate Bridge, he was still a little uncomfortable. His eyes always drifted to the sea, expecting a monster like Godzilla to suddenly appear there.
The Golden Gate Bridge was also a famous suicide mecca in San Francisco. Every month, several people plunged into the cold Pacific Ocean from the bridge and ended their lives. Jumping into the water from the 220-meter-high bridge deck, the impact was no less than falling directly onto the concrete ground. There was basically no possibility of survival … Fortunately, such a tragedy did not happen during their visit.
On his first day in San Francisco, his itinerary was no different from that of ordinary tourists.
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