Zhao Fugui had now recovered, returning to his usual slovenly demeanor.
Seeing Gou Zhe talking with that man, he went in by himself and sat on the sofa, picking up an apple, taking a bite, and leaning back with his legs crossed.
He looked incredibly relaxed.
Meanwhile, Gou Zhe was at the door discussing the program they were about to watch with the man.
The man stood at the entrance, not entering, and said to Gou Zhe, "Sir, how many people are you looking to see?"
He then pointed to a small, exquisite booklet, asking, "And how many of the 'special' kind?"
Gou Zhe frowned. Did it need to be divided by number of people?
He instinctively chose a normal number: "Just two special ones."
The man continued to ask, "And sir, do you have any other requests? In terms of plot, we have professionals here; we can perform any plot you desire."
Gou Zhe frowned again. So complicated?
He casually replied, "Whatever, anything is fine."
The man just smiled and said, "Alright, we charge upfront. Sir, how would you like to pay?"
Gou Zhe directly took out his phone and made the payment.
He usually carried a special phone and SIM card for tasks when he went out.
The man gave a somewhat lewd smile as a parting remark: "Then, sir, you and your friend enjoy yourselves~ slowly~. If you need anything, press the button by the sofa, and someone will deliver it to the door. They absolutely won't come in. I won't disturb you further."
This tone sounded wrong. Gou Zhe felt uncomfortable looking at the man's smile, and suppressing his unease, he forced himself to explain, "That's my younger brother!"
His tone was not very good.
The man then dropped the lewd expression, surprised for a moment, and changed to a somewhat apologetic one: "Ah, I see! My apologies, my apologies! I'm so sorry, sir. It's just that I've never seen an older brother bring a younger brother here before."
He lightly slapped his own mouth: "It's my ignorance."
Gou Zhe said calmly, "I'm bringing him here to broaden his horizons."
The man chuckled awkwardly and said in a low voice, "Then I won't disturb you brothers as you enjoy the 'program.' If you'd like something to eat, you can press the button on the table, and it will be delivered directly to you and placed on the table."
Gou Zhe nodded. The man then closed the door and left.
At this moment, Zhao Fugui was holding a large bag of popcorn. He tore open the seal, grabbed a handful, and threw a few kernels into his mouth.
Gou Zhe walked over and sat down next to Zhao Fugui on the sofa.
Zhao Fugui casually offered the popcorn in his hand, "Gou..."
As if remembering something, Zhao Fugui glanced around and suddenly changed his address: "Brother, do you want some? This is quite delicious. Let me see what brand it is so I can buy some later."
Gou Zhe looked at Zhao Fugui, who was eating popcorn like a hamster, feeling a bit speechless. "Didn't you eat dinner?"
Zhao Fugui replied, "Not exactly. I'm still growing, you know. I feel like I'm getting taller again."
Fine.
As they were talking, Zhao Fugui grabbed another handful of popcorn, popping kernels into his mouth one by one.
Suddenly, the lights in the room slowly dimmed and then, when they lit up again, they were much darker.
The screen directly in front of their seats began to slowly draw open.
In the center of the opened curtain, two robots with bright blue eyes and beautiful bracelets on their wrists walked out hand in hand, a male and a female robot.
Zhao Fugui watched them, fully dressed and nodding. Was this a mini-cinema? Were they going to perform live?
Then, the male robot in front of them suddenly grabbed the female robot's hair, forcing her head back, and kissed her.
While kissing her, he reached out with his other hand and forcefully pulled open her collar...
Everything happened in an instant, and Zhao Fugui hadn't even reacted.
He stared with his mouth agape at the "movie" whose style had suddenly changed.
Gou Zhe, meanwhile, was nodding inwardly. Yes, he had specifically requested the most subtle and conservative option. After all, Little Fugui was here. This was still acceptable.
However, it was a bit awkward that the two robots seemed to have microphones, as the sound of their kissing echoed throughout the room in 360 degrees with extreme volume...
Then, in less than two minutes, the robots, who had initially been fully clothed, found their clothes, though still clothes, no longer on them.
The scene on stage gradually veered off course. In just a few minutes, the male and female robots went from standing to sitting, and now to lying down. At this point, things were getting quite intense.
Zhao Fugui was stunned, and popcorn slipped through his fingers and fell back into the large bag.
He turned to look at Gou Zhe next to him.
Gou Zhe pinched his temples. "Where was the subtlety? Where was the conservatism..."
Just as Zhao Fugui was dumbfounded and Gou Zhe was frustrated, a man appeared on stage. This time, it was a human male.
The human male, immediately fully dressed... joined them.
Gou Zhe: "..."
Gou Zhe directly reached out and covered the child's eyes.
Zhao Fugui didn't resist. He had seen too much today and needed time to process it all...
Gou Zhe, maintaining the pose of covering Zhao Fugui's eyes while sitting, wondered if he would have to hold his hand up until the end. Who knew when it would finish.
As if remembering something, Gou Zhe grabbed the remote control that was placed conspicuously on the table in front of the sofa. With a dark expression, he pressed a button and removed his hand from Zhao Fugui's eyes.
The curtain in front of them finally slowly closed.
However, after it closed, he realized the curtain was semi-transparent.
The lights in the entire room were very dim, and all the light sources were on the performers in front of their seats. Through the semi-transparent red curtain, they could clearly see the figures of the three performers.
The hazy effect, combined with the excellent sound system that transmitted sound in 360 degrees without blind spots.
Gou Zhe was so stiff he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Zhao Fugui's expression.
This show would not stop from the beginning unless a segment was finished, and one segment, Gou Zhe remembered, was displayed as 60 minutes on that exquisite little booklet. They had only been here for about ten minutes.
Gou Zhe sat in his seat, deeply feeling that this kind of biological knowledge should not be something he, as an older brother, had to explain to Little Fugui.
The situation was becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
He was contemplating whether to just leave.
Just then, a fourth dark silhouette appeared on stage.
Gou Zhe was still wondering why, out of the two robots he had ordered, one human was understandable, but now there were four people on stage? Buy two get two free?
However, as the human male forcibly held down the female robot, that dark silhouette, holding something round with a handle, abruptly struck the human male on the stage on the head.
And Gou Zhe could clearly distinguish that the person being hit was the human male because the human male had just taken off his clothes on stage.