It’s normal to have skills in Wangwang, right?

Chapter 407 Refreshing knowledge

In the end, Falitas reluctantly rode his bicycle with Liu Lingyin to the vicinity of Huaguo Tower, parked the bike near the designated entrance to the dining area, locked it, and the two went inside one after the other. Although it wasn't mealtime yet, the various restaurants were bustling with people.

This is also related to their eating habits. In addition to their regular three meals, Germans also eat a lot of snacks or treats during this time to replenish their energy. It's perfectly normal for them to buy food at this time.

Faritas led Liu Lingyin to a coffee shop that was clearly bustling with customers.

Before Liu Lingyin even joined the queue, she could see the coffee shop's decor. Even though it was a coffee shop, it had a very German feel, with many large glass beer mugs on the counter. The first few rows of beer mugs were already filled with beer. Next to the counter, there was a large basket full of bread, with tongs next to it, so customers could easily grab whatever they wanted, whether it was beer or bread, after ordering.

In the sweltering summer, many Germans order some snacks and a chilled beer, clink glasses with friends, and chug them down in big gulps—the sheer enjoyment is indescribable.

When it was Liu Lingyin's turn to order, she saw that the food was made up of various potato products, such as mashed potatoes, potato chips, and French fries. The other dishes were either salads or greasy meat dishes like sausages and fried pork chops.

You said there are no other dishes? Yes, but they're raw. We also have meat, either grilled or fried.

No wonder they pair it with ice-cold beer; who can stand it without iced drinks?

Liu Lingyin looked around and ordered a glass of orange juice. Faritas gently asked if she wanted anything else. Liu Lingyin shook her head to decline.

"Just orange juice? Would you like something else? Their grilled sausages are famous."

Liu Lingyin glanced at the fried food and shook her head: "Too greasy, I'll just drink juice."

Faritas nodded, ordered a Black Forest cake and an iced coffee for himself, and after thinking for a moment, he also asked for an extra fruit cake that could be taken away. He skillfully picked up two whole wheat breads with tongs and then got two drinks—his movements were so smooth that he was clearly a regular here.

“Since we’re here, why don’t we pack up and take it with us? I’ll show you some more interesting places in the park,” Faritas suggested. “There’s a surfing area in the English Gardens; it’s really lively in the summer.”

"You can surf in the park?" Liu Lingyin's eyes widened; this was completely beyond her imagination.

Liu Lingyin was very curious when she heard that you could surf in the park for the first time, so she asked Faritas to take her there.

Faritas smiled mysteriously: "You'll find out when you get there."

Because the surf area is very lively in the summer and not far away, Faritas, carrying a tennis bag and pushing his bicycle, walked side by side with Liu Lingyin. Liu Lingyin sipped her orange juice, while Faritas, with bags containing coffee and cake hanging from the handlebars of his bicycle, led her on a stroll towards the surf area in the English Garden. They enjoyed their drinks, admired the scenery along the way, and chatted occasionally.

Let's talk about Falitas' tennis, what new music has been added to Liu Lingyin's website, and so on...

The sounds of rushing water and human voices filled the air. To Liu Lingyin's surprise, she saw people actually surfing in the river, which had no railings whatsoever!

The river's design is ingenious, with the rapidly flowing water creating stable waves in specific areas. A dozen surfers lined up, waiting their turn to jump in as soon as someone completed a maneuver. The banks were packed with spectators, their applause and cheers rising and falling.

“This is an artificial tributary of the Isar River, specially transformed into a surfing spot,” Falitas explained. “Munich isn’t by the sea, but we Germans came up with this idea. It’s a popular tourist destination in the summer.”

Liu Lingyin watched, mesmerized. The surfers were skilled, performing various flips and spins on the not-so-large waves, the water splashing in the sunlight, full of power and beauty.

"Can you?" she asked Falitas.

“I’ve tried a few times, but tennis and surfing use different muscle groups, so I’m not very good at it,” Farita said frankly. “But it’s quite interesting to watch others play.”

“It’s really interesting.” Liu Lingyin nodded in agreement.

The two watched from the shore for a while, until Liu Lingyin finished her orange juice. Faritas checked the time: "Because in Munich, Germany, most attractions don't open until 10 or even 11 in the morning during the summer; so coming to the park before 10 is a good choice. After 10, there are more places to choose from. By then, the attractions will be open, and we can go somewhere else."

"for example?"

“Not far from here is the Munich Royal Palace,” Falitas said. “It’s a magnificent Bavarian royal palace, with exquisite works of art and precious artifacts that will surely catch your eye.”

This suggestion appealed to Liu Lingyin. She threw the empty cup into the trash can, clapped her hands, and said, "Let's not say anything more, let's go!"

The magnificence of the Munich Residenz exceeded Liu Lingyin's expectations. This palace of the Wittelsbach dynasty, which once ruled Bavaria for hundreds of years, consists of ten courtyards and museums, with 130 exhibition halls displaying countless treasures.

Falitas had clearly done his homework; he was more than just a tour guide—he was an art history lecturer. In the antiquities gallery, he pointed to a Greek statue and explained the sculpting techniques; in the treasury, he could recount the historical origins of every crown and scepter; and in the palace rooms, he explained the details of Rococo decorations in detail.

The two spent over two hours wandering around the palace before finally managing to see the main exhibition halls. As they stepped out of the palace gates, the afternoon sun was rather dazzling, and Liu Lingyin's stomach let out a disapproving growl.

"Hungry?" Faritas asked gently.

"Yes, I walked too much, and my energy was depleted," Liu Lingyin honestly admitted.

“Perfect timing, let me take you somewhere.” Falitas led her toward the tram stop. “Karlplatz, the city center of Munich, you can find all kinds of food there.”

The tram clanged and clattered through the streets of Munich's old town. Liu Lingyin leaned against the window, watching the ancient buildings, leisurely pedestrians, and street performers flash by... This city possessed a unique, serene charm.

"Do you like Munich?" Faritas asked.

"It's more interesting than I imagined," Liu Lingyin said honestly.

"Then I'll take you to an even more special place tomorrow," Faritas said, keeping everyone in suspense.

The tram stopped at Karlsplatz station. As soon as I stepped off, I was greeted by the cacophony of voices and the aroma of food. The square was surrounded by shops and restaurants, and tourists sat resting by the central fountain, while pigeons strolled on the ground.

"What would you like to eat?" Faritas asked. "Authentic Bavarian food? Or are you craving Asian flavors? There are Chinese restaurants around here too."

Liu Lingyin thought for a moment, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do, let's try the local food. But..." she blinked, "Could it not be so greasy?"

Faritas suggested, "I know a place that makes really good grilled fish with a vegetable salad. That should suit your taste."

He led Liu Lingyin across the square and into a small alley. The restaurant in the alley looked quite old, with its name engraved in German on its wooden signboard. Pushing open the door, a bell rang crisply.

The restaurant was already quite full of customers, the atmosphere lively but not noisy. Faritas clearly knew the owner; after exchanging a few words in German, the owner personally led them to a window seat.

“He recommended today’s specialty—Alpine trout, served with roasted potatoes and seasonal vegetables,” Faritas translated. “Or would you like to see the menu?”

"This one will do," Liu Lingyin said trustingly.

The restaurant was filled with the aroma of grilled fish and bread, and guests sat at the wooden tables and chairs, chatting quietly. Liu Lingyin and Faritas had just ordered and were drinking lemonade while waiting when new customers arrived at the empty table next to them.

The first thing that catches the eye is a head of dazzling platinum blonde curls.

Her hair was loose and casual, gleaming softly under the restaurant lights. A deliberately long, curly strand at the back of her head was swept to her chest, swaying gently with her movements. Then, Liu Lingyin saw the person's face—features sculpted like a classical sculpture, a high nose bridge, and a clear, sharp jawline. Most striking were her eyes, deep as sapphires, with a sharp and piercing gaze.

"This is an extremely elegant and handsome European man," Liu Lingyin thought to herself. She had seen many outstanding-looking people—Atobe, Tezuka, Yukimura, Tristan, Allen, Echizen Ryoga—but this kind of handsome man with the air of European aristocracy was the first time she had ever seen him.

But she's wearing a ring on her left ring finger, does that mean she's married?

The curiosity in my heart was fleeting.

Now, what Liu Lingyin cares more about is Faritas's reaction.

Although not particularly lively, the German youth, who was usually easy to talk to, now seemed to have been muted and switched to silent mode.

No, Faritas, do you have a split personality?

The platinum-blonde-haired man seemed oblivious to their gaze, or perhaps he was aware but unconcerned. He gracefully pulled out a chair—but instead of sitting down, he carefully placed a tennis racket on it, adjusting its angle as if arranging a seat for someone important.

Then, he pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.

This was already quite unusual, but what happened next completely shattered Liu Lingyin's understanding of the thickness of skin in tennis.

Atobe's entrance was pretty cringeworthy, wasn't it?

That requires a really thick skin!

While taking a bath, Atobe Keigo let out a rather unglamorous sneeze: "Achoo—"

This person was just as impressive.

When the waiter handed him the menu, the man ordered in fluent German, his voice deep and pleasant. After ordering his main course, he turned to the chair with the tennis racket, his tone as gentle as if he were speaking to a lover:

"Honey, we're here for a date, what would you like to drink? Same as always, mineral water?"

He even paused for a moment, as if waiting for an answer, before saying to the waiter:

"Give this person a glass of mineral water, with a slice of lemon, no ice."

The waiter glanced at him with surprise, but then calmly noted it down, clearly used to the various strange requests from customers.

∑(O_O;)

Liu Lingyin almost choked on the lemonade.

She stared wide-eyed at the tennis racket on the chair, then at the composed man.

No, is this mental state normal?

Finally, they turned to Faritas—who still had a blank expression.

Is this abnormal too? ∑(;°Д°)

"You know him?" Liu Lingyin asked cautiously in a low voice.

Faritas took a deep breath and said in a voice only the two of them could hear: "The French tennis player known as the 'Revolutionary,' Leopold Camus Don Charpentier."

"Oh!" Liu Lingyin nodded, then said matter-of-factly, "Never heard of it."

Falitas: "......" -_-