Han Qi and Ingrid were sitting face to face. Ingrid was eating a taco. She must be very hungry. She looked very cute while Han Qi was eating French fries one by one.
"I thought you wouldn't eat this kind of thing."
"What? Did you mean my home?"
"Yeah." Han Qi wiped his hands with a tissue and said, "Kings, royal families, princesses, etc., they sound very powerful. It turns out that they eat McDonald's like common people like us."
Ingrid chuckled and said:
"What do you think of the royal family? Aren't we still ordinary people? And we can't work or do business. We only live on renting houses. How can we be as well-off as before?"
"Haha, that's really hard on you. Come on, eat more and you will grow faster."
"No, no, no!"
Although she likes to eat, she also has strong self-control and can control her desire to eat.
Han Qi's understanding of the royal family is actually the understanding of the royal family in most countries in the world. They all think that being a king or a princess has endless money and enjoys supreme rights.
But where does my family have money?
There are so many countries in the world that have retained their constitutional monarchy, and Norway is the poorest among them. It is not Norway as a country that is poor, but their family.
As Ingrid herself said, their income only depends on a few pieces of land and measly government funding, and they have to use this money to maintain the dignity of the royal family.
The top two most important expenses are not the ceremony, but the hiring of personnel and the repair of the property. Moreover, in Norway, the expenses required when the royal family receives foreign guests are also paid by the royal family themselves.
What are the Nordic media still clamoring about now? The royal family also has to pay taxes?
Ingrid complained to Han Qi angrily about this incident.
"I think in a few decades, what they will discuss is not the issue of our tax payments, but the abolition of the royal family system. So my grandfather has always disagreed with this matter and cannot let the public feel that they can use public opinion to control us.
You can't start this way."
"It makes sense, but I think it's useless for you to tell me this."
"I'm just very angry."
Han Qi didn't want to talk about this. He didn't want to get involved in the royal family's topic now.
Even though Han Qi was really attracted to Ingrid just now, didn't Han Qi think that this was just a love affair? He had failed in so many relationships before, so who knew that this little princess would be devoted to him wholeheartedly in the future?
What's more important is that Ingrid can't afford to take part in family affairs.
Han Qi stood up and said: "If you don't want to eat, then let's go. I haven't been to Oslo for a long time and I want to see around."
"Yeah, okay."
Ingrid also stood up quickly.
No matter what Han Qi wants to do, just accompany him.
Ingrid felt that she could remember that hug at the station door for the rest of her life.
No! Two lifetimes!
Until now, she is still praising her decision. She was right to sneak out in the afternoon. If Han Qi hadn't accepted her after seeing her hard work, she wouldn't know what to expect if she wanted to conquer Han Qi.
Time to go.
She didn't know what kind of mental journey Han Qi had gone through along the way. She just thought that Han Qi must have seen her persistence before agreeing to be together.
The two of them walked side by side on a pedestrian street with few pedestrians. Ingrid hooked her hands behind her back and hummed,
She had never been so happy. She had forgotten all her worries. There was only one person in her mind and only one name in her heart. Then when she saw this person walking next to her, she had the illusion that she and him were the only two people in the world.
.
It is said on the Internet that women become stupid when they fall in love, but she doesn't feel that way at all now.
She felt that everything she did today was very smart.
Thinking of this, she suddenly giggled twice.
"What are you thinking about? You are smiling so obscenely."
Ingrid shook her head quickly: "No, I didn't laugh."
Han Qi took advantage of the situation and held her hand and said: "I remember there is a night market over on Museum Street, right? Let's go there and see how it goes. There is nothing to go shopping now. I will sell some things there and then take you back.
.”
Ingrid became rarely shy and said softly:
"good."
The relationship was established when we met today, and we had a hug experience, but at that time, the things the two people did were all about emotional catharsis, and they didn't think too much about it. Han Qi felt that the real progress of the relationship was this time.
Holding hands.
The two people who were a little far apart now are walking next to each other like other lovers in love.
When they arrived at the night market, the two of them walked along the stalls one by one. Finally, Han Qi bought a heart-shaped keychain for Ingrid. It was red and only the size of a thumb.
Leaving the night market, Han Qi suddenly realized a problem about his life safety.
It is a basic operation to send a girl home after a date, but Ingrid is not an ordinary girl, and the place she lives in is not an ordinary community, an ordinary building, or even a place where ordinary people live.
That's the royal palace.
I sent Ingrid back to the palace by myself in the middle of the night. If I was discovered, those guards with guns wouldn't attack me with their guns, right?
Han Qi suddenly stood still.
Sure enough, the feeling of dating a princess is different from that of dating an ordinary person. How can you feel such excitement when falling in love with an ordinary person?
And it wouldn’t be a problem if Ingrid was a little older. Although her grandfather was the king, modern society does not accept arranged marriages. Han Qi searched and found that Ingrid’s grandfather and father married both
Commoner woman.
But Ingrid just turned 17 some time ago.
This is very embarrassing.
Ingrid also thought about it, but she was not as nervous as Han Qi. She grabbed Han Qi's hand and said, "Han, you just need to send me to Karl Johan Street. I will go back by myself. I have also sneaked out to play before.
It doesn’t matter if you go back by yourself.”
Anyway, let's go first.
They found a car and drove it to the entrance of the palace. After getting off the car, Ingrid took the initiative to hug Han Qi.
In the middle of winter, both of them were wearing quite thick clothes... and they didn't feel anything at all.
"Then I'm leaving?"
"Well," Han Qi nodded and said hesitantly: "If your family accuses you of scolding you, just tell them about me directly and let me talk to them. The worst is that I will be ridiculed a few times. I am a different person."
I don’t have any other advantages, but I’m still very thick-skinned.”
He reached out and touched Ingrid's blushing face.
"You, you'd better grow up quickly."
"What, I've grown up!"
Han Qi smiled and patted her shoulder, indicating that it was time for her to leave. Ingrid also knew that they would probably not see each other for a long time after they separated this time, so she was very reluctant to leave. When she left, she looked back frequently, feeling a little shy and a little shy.
joy.
What neither of them knew was that the queen saw this scene again.
It's a coincidence that this room is not a bedroom or an office. Only occasionally when she wants to sit and relax, the Queen will come to this study.
"Well, sure enough, I guessed right."
A smile appeared on the queen's face.
She didn't break up her eldest granddaughter, and she didn't even think it was a bad thing.
It would be nice to give Ingrid more love experience.
It is difficult for a person to grow up.
Age is false. Only by experiencing various deep emotions can a person grow up quickly. Ingrid is only 17 years old now and doesn't understand many things. In the future, she should change her mind.
And when you are young, meeting such an outstanding man is not a bad thing.
After watching the scene of the lovers parting, the queen went back to the bedroom, stroking her gray hair, feeling how time passed so quickly.
……………………
Han Qi rushed back to Bergen overnight.
Time was tight when he came, so Han Qi didn't wait long and sold a regular ticket. But now he had plenty of time, and there weren't many people going to Bergen at this time, so he easily bought a luxury ticket.
The deluxe ticket is a sleeper, single room, with a big bed, TV, and Internet. It is not much different from a hotel with a smaller space, except that it does not have a separate bathroom.
But Han Qi felt that this was a train after all, so we couldn’t ask for too much.
This road does not pass through the maritime train track, and it is pitch dark outside with not much scenery to see. After getting on the train, Han Qi turned off the lights and got ready to sleep. Before going to bed, he sent Ingrid a good night message.
Yes, his phone came back to life after being charged.
This experience also reminded him that he must carry a power bank with him no matter what in the future, and even if he doesn't have one, he must fully charge his mobile phone when he has the opportunity.
But he didn't know Ingrid was really that stupid.
I didn't receive any news from myself, so why don't I just wait a little longer? I actually sneaked out and went to the airport. I waited until the people who flew in from Bergen had come out, then took a taxi and rushed to the train station.
Fortunately I came over, otherwise Ingrid would have cried.
How silly.
Han Qi fell asleep with a smile, and saw Ingrid again in his dream. The two talked for a long time.
When I woke up, the sky outside the window was white.
There was nothing around me.
But now Han Qi doesn't feel lonely anymore. Although there is no one around him, there is someone living in his heart. He is not the kind of passer-by who opens the door and comes in after missing you, but opens the door again and goes out after a few days. Instead, he truly lives in Han Qi.
People in my heart.
As for whether to rent or buy, that is not something you should think about now.
The car drove very slowly. It took at least ten hours and it was almost noon before it reached Bergen. Han Qi looked at the Google Maps on his phone and felt that there was still at least an hour or even an hour and a half before the car stopped.
Hour.
Emotions have boarded a slow train.
After I went out to wash up and came back, my phone rang.
"Del?"
"Han, it's me, where are you? The painting has been sealed. I want to hang it in the hall on the third floor. When will you come over?"
"It will take two hours. Let's meet at two o'clock in the afternoon?"
"Yes, but it's better to hurry up. I just got this painting and it's in front of me now. You never know how much I'm looking forward to this painting hanging in my gallery. I even delayed today's painting
We’re all waiting for you when it’s opening time, Han.”
"Here, why don't you hang up first? I went to the capital last night for something. I'm on the bus coming back now. It's still 300 kilometers away from Bergen Central Station. This train is too slow. Before 1:30
I definitely won’t be able to get there.”
"That's it, don't worry, we'll wait for you."
Dale hung up the phone and said to the assistant: "Tell them to open at three in the afternoon."
"OK."
The assistant nodded and left.
As soon as the contract was signed yesterday, Dell posted the news that she had received a good painting on her Twitter, and she was mysterious and did not reveal any information about the artist or the painting. As a result, a group of gallery people gathered early this morning.
Fans were waiting outside the door.
As soon as Dale's female assistant came out of the side door, she was rushed to ask questions by people who had been waiting for a long time.
"When will the gallery open? I've been here for two hours just to see the painting Ms. Dale mentioned."
Someone else helped: "Since the news was sent yesterday, the painting should be in the gallery. And even if it is not displayed today, we should be allowed to go in and visit while waiting. Why are we being kept outside?"
"Anyway, I was kind of expecting Dale to talk about color revolutions."
"Well, there is an oil painting that is so highly praised by Del, so I think it's okay to wait a little longer... Hey, little girl, tell me, can we still go in today?"
Only then did Dale's assistant have the opportunity to speak and said: "Dale said it would open at three o'clock in the afternoon. Please come back then. I'm sorry for wasting your time all morning. But I dare to assure you in my own name that
You must like the painting."
She was captured by Han Qi's paintings and was willing to help Han Qi do a little publicity.
"You can't say that, girl." An old man shook his head and said. "Everyone's hobbies are different. You can only make sure you like it yourself, and then recommend it to other people who have the same hobbies as you. Let me ask.
What is your painting style?"
"painting……"
The assistant was asked, thought for a while and said: "Classical impression?"
"Hahahahaha!!"
"What classical impression, are you talking about the band name?"
"Can these be mixed together?"
Among oil paintings, classicism is based on sketching, and color is just a means to enhance the appeal of oil painting. Impressionism is a school of oil painting based on color. The painting method is very different from classical painting, so how can it be confused with the same thing?
Woolen cloth?
But the assistant had been with Del for so long and had seen big storms. He was not affected by the ridicule of these people and said with a cold snort:
"Then you should think of any way to combine these two painting methods. There is no limit to art. No one can guarantee that the two painting methods will never be combined. I really can't imagine it like you do.
, then why do new schools of painting appear every one or two centuries?”
After saying that, she ignored these people, closed the door and returned to Dale's office.
She only had to be responsible and tell the people downstairs, and other Dell who didn't come could just leave a message on Twitter.
This is not the first time that the gallery opens its doors at three o'clock in the afternoon. In the past, when Dale was happy, he gave all his employees a week off. Except for the necessary management staff, the gallery did not open its doors to welcome customers for the entire week.
