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Chapter 334 Talking on the plane

"Did you know? Han Qi has become a citizen of Norway."

Someone in a fan group of Han Qi said this.

The group, which was not very active at first, suddenly had countless new members. No red envelopes were given out, and there was no one in the group. Anyway, the screen was filled with comments in an instant.

"Really or not?"

"Damn it, this doesn't make sense. Han Qi is staying well in China, so why did he change his nationality?"

"Goodbye, I didn't expect him to be such a person and quit the group."

"Wait a minute, I just checked Brother Han's Twitter. The picture above translates to "I'm honored to be an honorary citizen of Norway - everyone, honorary citizen, honor!! It's not like I changed my nationality!!"

"A group of illiterate people..."

In the past two years, Han Qi has been operating in various professional directions, and has a large number of fans in the country. All mobilized are comparable to those idols who only became famous this year.

The main reason is that Han Qi doesn't appear on many shows, and his domestic exposure is indeed a bit low. In addition to talking about the achievements of Han Qi's songs, news about Han Qi is rarely released in the entertainment industry.

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The media in the entertainment industry are not travel websites like Ctrip and Mafengwo. How can they update Han Qi’s travel updates every day?

But because of this, those who still like Han Qi and have a fan base are relatively loyal fans. They will not change their idol easily unless Han Qi makes some big mistake.

Among the so-called artist mistakes, changing nationality is definitely something they cannot tolerate.

Han Qi has always considered himself Chinese, and his updates on Twitter have always expressed how proud he is to be a Chinese, so this has become Han Qi's persona. Overturning this setting is what artists call their persona.

collapse.

Being abroad, he was not very sensitive to domestic affairs. After enjoying the rare two days of life in the palace, Han Qi thought of returning to China first and waiting for Christmas to pick up Ingrid and go to China with her.

It was still Han Qi who was informed by Wang Zheng.

As a work group established specifically for Han Qi alone, there were dedicated people to manage public opinion, so Han Qi was notified as soon as the rumors started to ferment.

Soon, Wang Zheng hung up the phone, and a guy from the studio asked: "Does Brother Han know about this? What did he say?"

"He was getting ready to come back and didn't say anything."

Wang Zheng shook his head and said:

"Let's not talk about it anymore. It's not like Han Qi has never posted the same thing on Weibo. Netizens are just following what others say. So, go ahead and buy a trending article."

It's not that troublesome, just buy a hot search and explain it clearly.

Han Qi didn't care when he replied to Wang Zheng just now.

This is not someone’s criticism. Public opinion on the Internet has always shifted from the left to the right day by day. As long as netizens spontaneously support it, it can often be suppressed within a few hours by companies that buy hot searches.

In the Internet age, traffic is very valuable, but it is also very worthless. As soon as someone guides you, people's opinions will follow this person.

Oslo.

Han Qi put away the phone.

He was already at Oslo Gardermoen Airport, and a steward from the palace drove him here, along with Ingrid and Hahn.

The two siblings were standing outside the airport checkpoint with expressions of reluctance.

Hahn has also begun to like Han Qi's existence in the past two days. He can't even say that he likes it. Children of his age have a dislike for many things, but the instinctive attachment is still there. He feels that Han Qi is a

He is a good playmate and the stories he tells are great.

It's much better than my family members and the teachers in class.

So knowing that Han Qi was leaving, he was a little reluctant to leave, and came over half-heartedly at his sister's request.

"The company's phone number, you see, they started to rush me after I haven't called back for such a long time."

Ingrid nodded. He knew that men should have their own careers. If Han Qi really had nothing, then their love would be gone too. She knew this very clearly, and she liked Han Qi more and more in the past two years.

good.

As long as a public figure has enough fans, it can influence the opinions of the entire Norwegian public.

And why did they make Han Qi an honorary citizen? It was to prepare for future publicity. They wanted to use the library designed by Han Qi as a benchmark and tell stories about Han Qi's great contribution to Norway.

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Everyone knows whether it really has such a big effect. It is mainly to make Han Qi famous.

When Han Qi's name is really recognized in Norway and one of the five people knows Han Qi's experience, then the engagement between Han Qi and Ingrid will be much simpler. At least there will not be a large group of people suddenly protesting and saying anything.

I don’t agree with Princess Ingrid marrying a nobody.

Han Qi finally gave them both a hug and said:

"Stop sending it off. I'm leaving. It's only more than a month before Christmas. What are you afraid of? I will come to you soon. And isn't it much better now than we were before? At least we can chat through the Internet.

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"kindness,"

She knew, but it was still hard to accept.

It was not easy to be able to get along with Han Qi so unscrupulously without having to worry about his parents' objections, but Han Qi had to go back after just a few days.

The loudspeaker at the airport started another announcement. Han Qi nodded towards her and Hahn, pulled her luggage and walked towards the security check.

After passing the security check, I looked back.

The housekeeper who drove Han Qi here is urging the princess and the little prince to go back. This is the largest airport in Norway and there are too many people. Now her relationship with Han Qi cannot be made public to the public, and it is difficult to explain if it is photographed by the media.

Anyway, things were close, so Han Qi didn't hesitate anymore and quickly walked out of the aisle and boarded the plane.

This is a direct flight from Norway to Shanghai, and it is usually difficult to get tickets.

More and more Chinese people want to travel to Norway. If they don’t fly directly from big cities like Shanghai, Hong Kong Island, Yanjing, etc., they have to transfer in places like Germany or the UK, which is very difficult for most Chinese people.

inconvenient.

Han Qi thought so too.

He would rather take the train from Shanghai back to Chengdu than stay one night at an airport in another country and have to go out early in the morning to catch a flight the next day.

This flight is very new, and the configuration inside looks very high-tech.

The bed is a relatively large single bed. There are two beds opposite each other in a compartment. There is a curtain in the middle that can be closed. Although it is not soundproof, it can separate the line of sight and give you your own private space.

And if one of them is eloquent and gets along well with the person opposite, of course he can open the curtains and sit on the bed to chat.

The bedside position can be used as a table for eating or reading.

The heavy suitcase has already been checked in, but he also has a small 19-inch suitcase in princess pink color, which Ingrid just gave him to hold his computer, SLR, and some other things.

Expensive lens.

As for the backpack he carried for several years, he retired honorably in Norway.

Ingrid said she wanted to keep it for collection, but she didn't know what to use it for.

After he lay on the bed, the person opposite Shi Shiran came up carrying a white handbag.

A very beautiful Chinese woman, her hair was dyed golden and pulled up on her head, leaving a few curly hair strands on the edge. She had her hair tied up in an Eastern style. Her face was small and beautiful, and she looked very white with makeup.

Wearing a large white windbreaker, buttoned tightly.

Han Qi had never known a woman to wear such a handsome windbreaker in such a feminine way.

She glanced at Han Qi with a surprised look in her eyes, but quickly recovered, smiled at Han Qi, nodded, went to bed and closed the curtains.

Han Qi felt a little bored.

Well, it seems that my neighbor is not an easy person to deal with.

These dozen or so hours have been a bit tough.

Fortunately, this plane did not require passengers to turn off their phones, so Han Qi could only wear headphones and listen to cross talk.

He recently fell in love with watching cross talk at Station B, which is a good way to pass the time.

A few hours later, the Norwegian stewardess was distributing in-flight meals. There were options for in-flight meals in business class, but there were not many choices.

Han Qi ordered a sandwich and hot milk.

The woman next door had obviously slept, and her hair was a little messy now. She ordered a pasta. She turned around and saw Han Qi looking at her. She smiled friendly and asked, "Are you Mr. Han Qi?"

"It's me, and you, you have a very good temperament, I think you should be a big shot in a certain industry."

"Hahaha, forget about being a big shot, I'm just a helper." She laughed a few times and didn't want to talk about her work, but she just browsed Weibo and saw some topics, so she asked curiously, "Now

People on the Internet say you want to immigrate to Norway."

Han Qi shook his head, "No, I won't immigrate. I'm just here to travel."

"So you said Norway is your second home?"

"Ha, this is just a humble statement. Isn't it difficult to see?" Han Qi said, "It's like you go to a very chaotic city, but when others ask you, you will also say that this is a very good place.

It’s a place that I like very much, that’s it.”

"It seems you often say things like this."

"Just an analogy."

Han Qi shrugged and prepared to eat.

The sandwich is filled with beef slices, the sauce is similar to that in KFC, and the taste is similar... Could this be a KFC-style meal?

He looked at the girl next to him.

That pasta looks delicious.

After Han Qi finished a few bites, he still felt a little hungry, so he ordered another portion.

The neighbor had finished eating a long time ago. He was sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and twisted like a snake. He didn't even close the curtain and looked at Han Qi with interest.

He made a joke: "So you like to watch men eat."

"I only like to watch the men I'm interested in eating, or everything about him that interests me. You asked me before what my job is, and I can tell you that I'm a reporter, a reporter on a business trip from China to Norway."

"reporter!!!"

Han Qi was a little dumbfounded, recalling what he had said before.

"Did I say anything wrong?"

"Haha, you are so interesting. No wonder the Internet says that you have many ex-girlfriends. It seems to be true. Would you like to tell me why you broke up with your ex-girlfriends? You spend almost half of the year in Northern Europe. Is it true?

Your current girlfriend is in Northern Europe, or in Norway?"

Han Qi suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

What kind of reporter are you? Are you a detective?

"You have to ask them why they broke up. I have always been the one who was dumped. If I hadn't been optimistic by nature, I would have been unable to think about it. And don't try to trick me. Since you know so many things about me, you must also know that I don't

I like journalists.”

"Don't worry, although I am a reporter, I will not report on you." She said, "I am a reporter for CCTV News Channel. If you don't make any big news, you will probably be on our channel."

"It's better not to go there."

He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed again.

It turns out he is from the national team.

Are there any such beautiful reporters in the national team?

“Have you been in Norway on business?”

"Yes, we had exchanges in the past, but Norway has recently strengthened its cooperative relationship with China, so our channel sent more powerful reporters there. I heard that Princess Ingrid, who has just grown up, admires Chinese culture very much. She can even speak fluently.

of Chinese.”

Han Qi thought to herself...Have you really heard her speak?

The accent is weird, not like Xinzhou or Tibet, it just smells weird.

Fortunately, she is a woman and she is cute. Otherwise, if a man talks like her, someone would probably punch him in the face and say, "Can you speak properly?"

Is this called fluent?

As her teacher, Han Qi was embarrassed to say that this was his apprentice.

However, she told so many secrets, which aroused Han Qi's curiosity. He sat cross-legged on the bed and asked, "Is there any other inside story? I rarely pay attention to such national events."

"What kind of inside story is this? Hasn't the Norwegian official already issued an announcement? If you still want to know some news, it is probably that the King of Norway will visit China next month, but this is also information disclosed on the official website."

The beauty spread her hands and said: "Instead of asking for any insider information from me, it's better to go and check out the official website yourself."

Is the king going to visit China?

Han Qi felt a little weak, and the sound of breathing was very loud in his ears.

He was nervous again.

Only a few people now know the reason for the king's visit to China, and Han Qi happens to be one of them, and he is also a person involved.

From the beginning of this interview, Han Qi's marriage was no longer his own decision.

Even Han Qi's parents can't make the decision.

Han Qi came back this time to tell them about this matter. After Ingrid spends Christmas in Norway, Han Qi will bring her to the country to live for a while, meet her parents and spend the Spring Festival.

He is a filial child. Last year, his mother asked him to find a girlfriend to take home. Wouldn't he bring her back this year?

She is still a European white girl, give them more face.

Going off topic, Han Qi looked at the beautiful reporter in front of him again and asked, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Tang Shishi, but you can't write about me in your travel notes."

"Unless you give me advertising fees." Han Qi said with a smile.

What's there to write about this kind of small talk on the plane? People who don't know better think that Han Qi is picking up girls everywhere.


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