The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Chapter 2688 Hollywood Rhapsody (Forty-six)

Summer is here, and the temperature in New York is rising steadily. It will soon be so hot that people don’t want to go out at all. Manhattan is full of sweaty elites in suits and ties. It’s a little cooler in the suburbs, and there will be people there in the early morning and evening. Pitch your tent on the lawn for camping.

Schiller had no interest in going out on a hot day. He had been staying in Arkham Sanatorium for several days. He got up and drank a cup of coffee, and then started to deal with things in the sanatorium, read books, write papers, etc., and his days passed. It's fast but slow.

"The second season will be filmed so soon???" Schiller looked at the invitation letter with some surprise and said, "Isn't the first season just released a few days ago?"

"According to Mr. Stark, he originally wanted to shoot the entire season in one go, but we couldn't stay in Los Angeles for too long. Everyone had their own work to deal with, so we took a short vacation..."

"Please, don't do it again." Schiller said, pressing his forehead: "Wasn't the first season chaotic enough?!"

"It's just very confusing for you." Ultron pointed out pointedly, "If you don't travel through time so frequently, this will also be a very leisurely vacation."

Schiller sighed, thought for a while and said, "There won't be so many things this time. I can always have a peaceful vacation."

"I'm afraid it's still difficult, sir." Ultron expressed his disapproval. He said, "I suggest you don't appear in public."

"Oh, yes." Schiller then remembered that because of the broadcast of the first season, he had become extremely popular. The patients in Arkham Sanatorium had already taken turns asking him for an autograph and a photo, and he was now preparing to do so. Ask for a second round for their relatives and friends.

Schiller is a bit torn about whether to go to Season 2. He knows that the Internet is forgetful and as long as he disappears for a while, no one will remember him.

"Hello? Sil, have you received my invitation? Come on time at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. I have prepared a camping dinner..."

"I told you not to call me Schiller. I was thinking about whether to go...what? Really?" Schiller frowned slightly and said, "Things with Kama Taj are going very well. How could he?" ...Okay, see you tomorrow.”

Ultron made two beeps, and Schiller knew it was his doubts, so he said: "Tony said that Stephen has been a little distracted recently, and I don't know what's going on. I have to go and take a look."

"Sir, don't you realize that you always seem to be fooled like this?"

"Since you know I can't refuse, don't expose me." Schiller rolled his eyes slightly and said, "Tony will pay for the consultation anyway."

When Schiller went to pack his things, he thought of a question. It was not a sudden thought, because after all, Arrogance had just held a camping party, so he knew that he had to bring some things by himself to participate in this kind of camping party.

"I don't think so." Ultron said: "After all, you didn't drive 20 minutes here, but took a plane. I believe Mr. Stark wouldn't mind if you didn't bring him an extra tent when you took the plane."

"But you can't go empty-handed." Schiller said thoughtfully: "Forget it, let's go to the supermarket to do some shopping after we get there. I guess if Tony hosted this party alone, there would be a shortage of things. Shaoxi."

When the plane landed in Los Angeles, the weather here was not cool. When Schiller walked out of the airport terminal, he began to understand why Tony liked to wear sunglasses so much.

On the one hand, it was because the sun was really dazzling, and on the other hand, he was blocked by people asking for an autograph before he even walked out of the airport gate.

Schiller had no choice but to go to the optical store next to the airport and buy a pair of sunglasses. This can be said to be a breakthrough, because this pair of sunglasses sold for 1,500 US dollars, but there was no other way. No matter how expensive it was, he had to buy it, otherwise it would be difficult for him. Out of the airport.

This time, the hotel chosen by Stark for them was not in Los Angeles, but on the beach outside Los Angeles.

When it comes to beach vacations, people always think of Hawaii or Bali, but in fact Los Angeles is not far behind. The town of Laguna in Orange County, Southern California, has the famous Laguna Beach, which was once home to many Hollywood stars. Private vacation options.

This place was developed very early, and there are already many resorts occupying good locations. The one Stark chose is the most luxurious one.

He directly booked the venue, so that there were only their own people in the entire resort. This obviously saved Schiller a lot of unnecessary trouble. He didn't want to be surrounded by crowds to sign autographs every day when he went out. For patients, this is hell mode.

Compared to the famous Santa Monica Beach, Laguna Beach has much fewer people and is much quieter, but the sunset is equally beautiful. The car that picked up Schiller had not yet entered the resort, and Schiller saw it on the beach. The canopy was propped up, and it was obvious that someone was preparing for a beach camping party.

After Schiller entered the resort, he discovered that the resort here was more original and not in the antique style found in many famous resorts. The buildings here seemed to be old.

After the driver introduced it, Schiller learned that this town can be called the second oldest town in California. Although California itself is very young, it has experienced decades of wind, frost, rain, and snow. This entire town has It can be called a cultural relic in the United States.

The houses in this resort are all traditional houses in Laguna Town. They look like ordinary one-story stone buildings from the outside. They look similar to the farmhouses on the Kent Farm in Kansas, but after entering, you realize that there is something special. .

This is a very classic American country style decoration, with some faded orange tile floors, oak furniture and cabinet doors, matched with white checkered wall decorations dotted with colorful grids, vines and leaf-shaped chandeliers with some naturalistic style, and more importantly, the front and back are transparent, there is no obstruction from the front door to the back door, and the floor-to-ceiling doors and windows are very bright.

At this time, the back door was opened, so Schiller felt a comfortable and cool breeze blowing on his face as soon as he entered the room. He looked up and saw that the ceiling was the most primitive wooden ceiling, and the wood grain on the beams was clearly visible. Because it was a holiday cottage by the sea, there were nautical elements everywhere. A huge rudder was hung above the fireplace, and the curtains were white, dotted with light blue anchor patterns.

The whole space is very transparent. The left side of the square house is a fireplace and a sofa, and the right side is a dining room and a cabinet. There is no obstruction in the middle. The window on one side is facing the beach, and the view is also very wide.

Schiller originally wanted to ask who he would live with, but he didn't expect the resort staff to tell him that there were enough houses, so unless requested, they would be one person per room.

Schiller went up to the second floor to look at the bedroom. The bedroom was not as spacious as the hall on the first floor. It was more like a small attic. A large bed took up almost two-thirds of the area. However, there was an air conditioner installed here, and the window could directly see the sunset on the beach.

After putting down his luggage, Schiller asked the staff if there was any organic farmers' market nearby, preferably one that locals often went to.

It happened to be Sunday today, or Stark deliberately chose today. There would be a large farmers' market in the town every Sunday, selling agricultural products produced by nearby farms.

Schiller came early, it was still noon, and he went straight to the farmers' market after putting down his luggage. In addition to going to lunch, he also had to buy some things to take to the party in the evening.

The farmers' markets in small towns in the United States are basically the same, either on the street or in the square. Everyone spreads a piece of cloth on the ground, puts everything on the spot, puts up a few signs that have been written before, and then starts chatting with others.

The farmers' market in Laguna Town is also very stylish. It is located in the central square and the cross street. There is a statue of a big ship in the center of the square, and various stall owners set up stalls around the big ship.

It was close to noon, and Schiller was a little hungry. He found a street snack bar at random. He heard that there was a Michelin restaurant here, but he didn't have time to find it for the time being. He ordered some seafood rice and stewed vegetables, and asked for a fish. He ate while chatting with Ultron.

Suddenly he heard something outside the window. It seemed that a group of people whizzed past, but Schiller was busy eating and had no time to see. Not long after, they whizzed back again.

Looking at the backs of this group of people, Schiller felt a little familiar. He went out immediately after finishing his meal. Sure enough, he saw a group of young people gathered in front of a small stall.

"Peter? Why are you here?" Schiller went up and said a few words, then he knew that Peter and Gwen had come a long time ago, this morning, but Gwen had caught a cold a few days ago and was sleeping in the resort. She didn't want Peter to be around her, so she kicked him out.

As soon as Peter went out, he ran into the new warriors who had just got off the plane. They didn't want to live separately, so they simply found the largest family room in the resort and lived together. Peter helped them pack their luggage.

Because there were so many people and luggage, they almost finished packing until noon. They agreed to go out for dinner together, and Peter would bring some food back for Gwen.

When young people entered such a lively place, they naturally had a lot of fun. They took advantage of the interval between serving dishes to go shopping. They wanted to buy everything they saw. In more than ten minutes, they had been walking back and forth in the market six times.

Schiller saw an unexpected person in the new warrior team, that is Miles, not Spider-Man Miles, but the unlucky guy who was swept to the West Coast by the Sandman before.

Schiller observed Miles in his universe and found that the others were fine, but he was always a little timid and didn't dare to look people in the eye. Spider-Man Miles didn't have this problem.

Before Schiller had chatted with them for a few words, they seemed to have found something interesting at another stall and ran over shouting. Miles followed him, but Peter stayed.

Schiller looked him up and down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Peter smiled and pulled Schiller's arm and said, "Doctor, you have to do me a favor. I have a plan..."

Schiller raised his eyebrows, and Peter whispered in his ear for a long time. Schiller looked at him in surprise, but finally nodded.