Han Qi's voice is perfectly compatible no matter where he sings. In addition to singing skills, the wandering singer has given Han Qi experience in performing in various complex situations.
This kind of experience is not obvious, but every time Han Qi feels nervous, he can calm down quickly.
He sang a song "i love you" included in his album
This song just suits his current mood. The phone call from Ingrid may make him feel better throughout the day. Plus, he is about to go to the black beach that he has been looking forward to for a long time.
Even happier.
Complete, uncompromised double happiness.
After singing one song, Han Qi wanted to take a rest, but many people felt that they still had more to say.
"Do you like my song?" Han Qi asked.
“I like it very much.”
"like."
"Young man, you surprise me. When I listened to you singing, I was wondering if all the singers' live performances were the same as yours? I can totally feel the sweetness in your lyrics. I wish you and your girlfriend a lifetime.
happiness."
Han Qi nodded quickly: "Thank you."
"Yeah, I just realized it when you told me, it's really sweet."
The topic gradually spread.
Han Qi licked his lips and sat down again with satisfaction.
The car was still moving forward, and the driver used the car's speakers to play slow-rock songs from the last century. The atmosphere gradually became warmer during the songs, and many people who had not known each other started chatting like friends they had known for many years.
The German guy didn't really want to talk, but he kept looking at Han Qi every ten seconds.
This man was only in his twenties, and he looked to be the same age as me, so why did he only know so many things? He recalled his experiences over the years, and found to his frustration that he knew nothing but playing games.
Well, it’s good to be able to play games. If you can defeat this person in any aspect, you should also get a sense of accomplishment, right?
The German guy thought about the scene in which he killed this Chinese man indiscriminately in the game, and the smile returned to his face.
Han Qi listened to music with headphones and occasionally chatted with the girl in front of him. Time passed quickly.
The black sand beach is in a small town called Vic. When the car came here, there was only a little light. If tourists who wanted to go there were pressed for time, they had to hurry up and rush there.
Those who had a little more time would stay in Vic Town and prepare to go there tomorrow.
Han Qi also stayed here like other tourists.
There are very few people in the town of Vík. Iceland is the least densely populated country in Europe. Now that the polar night is approaching, local residents don't want to come out at this time. Even the shops on the streets are very few.
When it comes to extreme day and night, Chinese people think it is a very magical natural phenomenon. Nine out of ten people want to come and experience it, and the remaining one is too rational.
Think about your wallet, think about your job.
Well, it's better I don't think about it.
But for local residents who have to spend one polar night and one polar day every year, it may not be so good.
Han Qi spent an polar night in Norway, and he understood what people think during the polar night.
Anyway, since you brought your own food, don’t go looking for a hotel. You should stay in the hotel, play games, chat on Weibo, sleep and wait for the night to pass quickly.
There is an automatic snack cabinet on the first floor of the hotel, and Han Qi bought a pack of snacks.
The guy who said he was Italian but had a strong German accent came over and said in fairly fluent Italian: "Hey, hey, friend. My name is Joey. I see you brought your computer over and wanted to play together.
Video games?”
Han Qi arranged the snacks in the bag and said with a smile: "Okay, but what I play should be different from you."
"You are Chinese. You should know what happened in Iceland some time ago, right? League of Legends. It was you Chinese who won the championship again. Oh my god, why are you Asians always the ones who win the championship? It's so awesome."
"You play this too? Haha, you have better luck."
"Don't belittle them, they are just very strong. I can see you almost can't breathe in the game against the Korean team. You have the dominance in this game... But if you also play, we can play. You have the ability in the European server
Do you have an account? I can take you to play with me."
"Really? That's good."
Han Qi went upstairs with him, and Joey went to the room to get the computer. Han Qi put snacks on the table and opened a bag of potato chips first.
For him who doesn't want to go out to eat, this pile of snacks is his dinner.
There are also prepared hamburgers in his bag. The kind that can be stored for a week can be called instant noodles when traveling. But every time Han Qi eats them, he feels that the burgers are dry and have a bad taste.
Joey came over with a computer on his back and also took a chair in his room.
As long as you don't have special requirements for a larger or more expensive hotel room, European hotel rooms are one size smaller than those in China. Of course, there is only one chair in the room.
Han Qi logged into his game account in the European server.
He rarely plays the European server. If he hadn't occasionally played with Alexander in Norway, it might have taken him half an hour to find the password now.
My rank is very low, only Platinum 1, but my record is green.
The performance display of this game is different from that of stocks. If the stock is green, stockholders will curse, but if the stock is red, which makes game players sad, it is the favorite color of adults.
Perhaps this is why it is difficult for the two groups to be the same.
"Come on!" Joey was very excited, "Are you still platinum? Master, let me play a small account."
"kindness."
Han Qi took a sip of the drink and said casually.
For him, no matter what rank he is, there is no obvious difference between killing the King and killing the Bronze. Sometimes Han Qi feels that powerful people are easier to kill. If he slightly changes the opponent's mentality, the opponent will feel that they can show off.
.
Half an hour later, the first game was over.
Han Qi came to the conclusion that the European bronzes and masters were exactly the same, and they were both so easy to kill. How could this group of people be so aggressive, and even dozens of them would not surrender?
When he stretched out, he looked to the side.
kindness?
Who are you, my friend?
Joey's eyes were dull now, and he seemed to be staring at the screen, but that didn't seem to be the case. He always had a strange look on his face, and he completely lost the confidence he had just now.
"Hey, what's wrong with you Joey, do you want to go to the hospital?"
Hearing Han Qi's voice, he suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly packed his things and hurried out: "No! No, no, no, no, no, I suddenly remembered something, let's play some other time."
Han Qi nodded regretfully,
I played pretty well.
The next day, Han Qi didn't wake up at first. The alarm clock rang twice in a daze, but was turned off instantly by Han Qi who was sleeping.
But Han Qi couldn't turn off the sounds coming from outside the door, especially the happy laughter of some girls, which was so sharp that Han Qi frowned and sat up from the bed.
"What's going on outside?"
It is still dark, but whether it is bright or not during this period is not the basis for judging the time.
Eight thirty in the morning.
Oh, it's already this time.
Opening the door, Han Qi stuck his head out to see what was going on outside and why there was a girl laughing.
There were seven or eight girls standing in the corridor at the moment, probably waiting for someone. Han Qi saw that two of them were quite familiar. They were the two people who sat in front of him when he came in the car.
After closing the door again, Han Qi finished washing, got dressed and walked out. They were still there.
The girls glanced here and thought it was a foreign tourist. They didn't think there was anything special. Then they found a sister who went up to ask how she was.
When Han Qi went downstairs, others asked: "Who is this person? Do you know him?"
"Mr. Han, Korean?"
"No, he is from China, Han Qi. I don't know if you recognize him, but he is very good at singing."
When they heard the name, some people were confused, and some people immediately exclaimed: "Han Qi? I remembered it, how can I sing so well? I am invincible."
She looked at the stairs Han Qi was walking down, stamped her foot and said:
"It's all Beth's fault. She said she wanted to clean it up, but half an hour has passed and it hasn't been finished yet... I am a fan of Mr. Han. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I will see him again."
The girl who first greeted Han Qi said: "Yesterday he said he was going to the Black Beach. If we have enough time, we can go to the Black Beach after visiting the library."
"Don't you think it's better not to go to the beach in Iceland these days?" someone said.
"Who said that?"
"It was said on the Internet that there was a strong wind..."
………………
"Thank you, master, for taking the risk of bringing me here."
Han Qi thanked the taxi driver and watched the driver leave the seaside in the strong wind.
These days are not a good day to visit the black beach. Although there is no typhoon, the strong winds of level 7 or 8 are not much better than weaker typhoons. They are all strong winds that can cause harm to people.
When we took a ride here just now, the driver told Han Qi that he had been visiting the beach for the past two days.
But Han Qi will only stay in Iceland for these two days. If he doesn't come today, he will have to leave Vik by car in the evening and go to the nearest airport to catch a ride back to Norway.
You can skip visiting any scenic spot temporarily, but if you miss Ingrid’s birthday, you will miss it, and there is no way to make up for it.
So he has already bought a ticket to fly from Iceland to Norway tonight.
I have come here all the time, and I must see the Black Beach. This is why Han Qi still wants to come to the Black Beach in such weather.
After walking out of the place blocked by the barren mountains, the strong wind rushed into Han Qi's body without any protection, blowing his clothes and making a roaring sound similar to a red flag.
Waves are everywhere on the sea, and wild wolves are sweeping across. If you don't look close, if you just look at the sea level, this is not a beach. It is obviously the sea in a storm.
It was such a strong wind, but Han Qi was not the only tourist.
Although it is indeed difficult to walk in Category 7 strong winds, it will not have much impact. If there is any danger, it only takes a few minutes to drive from here to Vic.
Han Qi blocked the wind with his left hand and stepped forward.
If the sand under your feet was an ordinary beach, then this scene would be simple and nothing surprising. But this is not an ordinary beach, but a black beach. The fine sand on the ground is all black, and now it is blown like
The fog flows rapidly to the west.
Walking on the beach, the flowing black sand can even cover your ankles.
I don't know how much sand got into my shoes for a while, and I started to feel uncomfortable walking on the ground. I just followed the example of other people and took off my shoes directly and stepped on the beach with my bare feet.
The sand on the beach has been washed by the sea countless times. It is not the same as the sand in the mainland. It is particularly delicate and soft, and it is very comfortable to step on.
Han Qi protected his camera and took several photos of this strange scene.
He was a little worried that the sand would be blown into the lens by the wind.
In such strong winds, people with heavy weight certainly feel absolutely safe, but here, light weight also has the advantage of being light.
In such an environment, walking is difficult, but what if you walk with the wind? Not only will it not be difficult to walk, the wind will even push you a few steps.
Not far from Han Qi, there was a pair of lighter lovers playing like this.
The boy was taken care of in a hundred years, and the girl took a few steps, then suddenly stopped, slightly lowered her center of gravity, and fixed her body like a skateboard.
The wind will push the person forward for a certain distance.
Han Qi lowered his head and looked at his feet.
Okay, forget it, don't try it.
I picked up the camera and took a few pictures of them, then quickly closed the lid.
Continuing to walk forward, Han Qi soon came to the black sand beach, which is usually the most crowded spot. There is a broken airplane here. Other than that, there is nothing in a radius of 100 meters. There is only the black sand beach, which is blown by the strong wind like a
The thick black fog spread like a vast scorched earth burned by flames.
This plane was a small American plane that crashed on this beach. Fortunately, all the passengers on the plane survived, leaving only the remains lying in the deepest part of the black beach.
The head of the plane is completely broken, and the inside of the cockpit can be seen. Of course, there is nothing inside. The entire plane left here now only has steel and nothing else left.
In such a strong wind, everything around him was moving, and only he didn't understand.
The plane lay here very quietly, as if time was fixed. Han Qi touched its broken cabin, imagining in his mind the panic of people escaping, but with the efforts of the pilot, they all landed safely.
Full.
There are really too many uncertainties in life.
Han Qi took a few steps back to take photos of the aircraft.
If it were a normal situation, there would not be much time left for Han Qi to take photos, and Han Qi would not be allowed to find angles as casually as now.
It is said on the Internet that everyone queues up to take photos here. Everyone only has time to take a few photos before they are coerced and asked to be taken by the next person in line.
It's a pity that Han Qi was alone and could only take pictures of the broken body of the plane standing motionless in the strong wind, but not himself.
Just when he was feeling a little disappointed thinking about this, Han Qi suddenly saw someone.
A lonely figure sitting on the beach, looking at the roaring sea.
Joey?
Why is he here?
No matter, it should be no problem to ask them to help take a few photos of yourself.
