When Han Qi heard the news in the hotel restaurant, he was so sad that he couldn't express it in words for a moment.
Kevin said: "It's true. I got up early and went over to see it once."
The place where the whales beached is only ten minutes' walk from the city center. Kevin took a special look there when he was walking and brought back the news that one of the whales had died.
The farmer's grandson asked: "Which one is the big one or the small one?"
"The big one is dead."
The larger whale is close to twenty meters and weighs more than fifty tons. The smaller whale is probably her son or something, only half the size of her, so it can survive on the shore.
This is only possible with the help of countless people, otherwise a beached whale would rarely survive a night.
Han Qi looked at his watch and said, "The tide should be rising, right? Let's go take a look."
Han Qi got up the last, and everyone had finished eating. He picked up two pieces of bread, bit them, and then grabbed the clothes behind the chair and prepared to set off. Everyone stood up with Han Qi and drove towards the place where the whale beached.
The car has been very quiet.
It was hard for Han Qi to imagine how such a big whale could be stranded on this beach, but in recent years, news like this has often appeared.
There were already many cars parked here. The farmer parked his car far away and everyone ran over together.
One of the whales has died. Several people wearing similar chemical protective suits are dismembering the body of the big whale. The slightly smaller whale next to him occasionally makes a sad cry, and some girls watching on the shore are wiping tears.
The pit dug overnight was already very deep and wide. After the tide came in, almost half of the calf's body entered the sea water.
However, it will still take two to three hours before we are out of trouble.
The only people busy on the beach at the moment are professionals sent by the government, and enthusiastic local citizens are standing by.
Whales are wild animals and have a lot of bacteria on them. Even if they are alive, it is best not to approach them unless necessary, let alone the dead ones. No one knows whether there will be any poison in the sprayed water or gas.
Therefore, staff working close to whales must wear protective clothing.
After waiting for two hours, the little whale was finally completely covered by water and could barely move.
He screamed, and the sound of whales also came from the distant sea. Han Qi could see the water columns erupting from time to time in the distant sea. It seemed that they were all companions of the small whales.
Turning around with difficulty, step by step, meter by meter, slowly moved towards the sea.
Everyone was intrigued by what they saw. Hundreds of people on the entire shore were silent. For a while, there was no sound of coughing. Only the sound of breathing one after another and the sound of the small whale swimming vigorously could be heard.
As the whale's tail was photographed, the whale finally entered deeper waters.
A sound that sounded healthier than before came out of his mouth, causing everyone present to cheer.
"Success!"
"He survived!"
"Poor little guy, at least he survived."
In a place where even lifeboats are difficult to bring in, after more than ten hours of rescue, a whale can return to the sea. This behavior and achievement makes all Icelanders who participated feel proud.
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The only regret may be that the mother whale did not survive in the end.
Han Qi helped the whale mother yesterday and ran back and forth for several hours. Although she didn't feel too tired, she heard the news today that everything she did yesterday was in vain, and she felt uncomfortable all the time.
It was only now that I saw the little whale escape from trouble that I felt a little happier.
Little guy, you are carrying the prayers of hundreds of people now. I hope to see you again in this sea area in the future, but please do not go to play in the shallow sea, it is very dangerous.
Regardless of whether they knew him or not, everyone around him was inviting them to go to the bar to have a drink together to celebrate.
Kevin asked: "Han, come together?"
"Of course, I also contributed, so the celebration cannot be without me."
There are many small bars in Reykjavik, which Han Qi has seen the fewest in several Nordic countries, but as long as you are willing to do this, you can find them no matter how remote the place is.
Han Qi followed one of the brothers, and there were about dozens of people in the group. They found a bar in a hurry.
Bars usually only open in the afternoon, and it was not yet lunch. The man who brought people over made a phone call to urge the boss. Ten minutes later, everyone saw a red-haired man coming over.
As soon as he got out of the car, he was shocked to see so many people outside his bar.
I haven't seen so many guests for a long time.
"Hello everyone..."
He said hello while walking inside, and the people at the scene also responded in a friendly manner. Everyone came together to help the whales, and there was no such person who was not gregarious. In comparison, Han Qi was a bit special, because the scene
He is the only foreigner.
When the bar opened, everyone filed in.
This bar is neither big nor small. It can easily accommodate a hundred guests without looking crowded. And it is different from modern bars with feasting and entertainment. It is more like a bar, without so many colorful lights and no DJ stage.
There is one stage, a log stage about three meters in diameter, right in the center of the bar.
Hearing that all the people here came from the whale side, the boss asked: "How is the whale doing now? Has it been successful?"
"One of the whales died, but the smaller one survived."
The boss also regretted it for a while, and then said: "The specialty of our store is butter beer, which is available for free today. Does anyone want to try it?"
Why not if it’s free?
Everyone was making noises, and Han Qi also raised his hand and shouted a few times.
Kevin sat far away, came in and ordered a glass of Irish whiskey, and was chatting with someone. Judging from their status, they must have known each other.
Han Qi was sitting at the bar, next to a woman in her thirties, wearing a tight-fitting gray sweater that highlighted her figure. She had been paying attention to Han Qi for a long time, and she always felt that this person looked familiar.
Butterbeer is here.
Han Qi first heard about this kind of beer in Harry Potter, but later found out that this kind of beer is very common in Europe. It is just boiling ordinary beer and then throwing a piece of butter in it.
In fact, the alcohol content of this boiled beer is lower than before, and its taste is similar to Chinese boiled beer. Although it is not as sweet as boiled beer, butter beer with butter added is more fragrant.
Han Qi didn't drink any water all morning, so he drank the beer in one gulp.
The girl next to him suddenly said to him: "Your clothes are so beautiful. Do you live in Iceland?"
Han Qi could understand what she said, so he added bubbles to his lips and said with a smile: "No, I came to Iceland for tourism, and I can only understand a little bit of Icelandic. Do you know English?"
"Yes, I will. I think you are very different from the tourists I have seen. Where are you from?"
"I'm Chinese." Han Qi picked up another glass of butter beer from the table.
"Chinese?" The girl thought for a moment, touched Han Qi's wine glass with the wine glass in her hand, and said, "Hello Chinese, I think I saw you yesterday. You were running on the beach for a long time.
Very impressive.”
"It's my honor to be able to impress a beautiful woman. It's worth a toast."
"Haha, you are so interesting. My name is Doris, what is your name?"
Gu Kui
"Han Qi, surnamed Han."
She was startled for a moment, then remembered something and her eyes widened.
Han Qi, a Chinese.
Isn't he the person who dominated the Internet in Iceland some time ago? The Norwegian prince-consort, a famous painter, and a famous singer.
A new album was just released a while ago, and now several songs are on the billboard and have not been released for several weeks.
She even listened to Han Qi's new song last night.
How many days did it take to meet me?
She looked at Han Qi carefully, no wonder she looked familiar. How many Chinese people are so handsome? Why the hell didn't I think of that before?
Doris was very excited and said, "Are you a singer?"
"Well, it should be."
If he is recognized here, most people will say...you are the prince-consort of Norway, right?
Because most people in the Nordic region knew Han Qi from her engagement a few months ago, which was a grand event that was attended by all of Northern Europe. The news that the most grand engagement ceremony in 2000 was not an exaggeration at all.
Next is painting.
Then there is the matter of music.
Han Qi's favorite songs are from countries with a faster pace, such as the United Kingdom and the United States. The melody and arrangement of Han Qi's songs are also closer to the habits of the British music scene, so this is the first time that he has been asked by a Nordic person if he is a certain singer.
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For a moment, Han Qi thought she had recognized the wrong person.
"What is it supposed to be? If i die young was sung by you."
"That's it."
Han Qi took a breath and picked up the wine glass to drink.
The song is right, it turns out it is really a fan of mine.
This song was the first to be released and is part of Han Qi's first English album. It has more than 50,000 comments on music software such as Spotify, most of which have increased this year.
The engagement to Ingrid gave Han Qi a great boost in reputation abroad.
Leaving aside the small circle of oil painting, the most conspicuous thing is the song. The number of fans has increased in the past few months more than last year.
Like other fans, Doris knew that the person in front of her was Han Qi, and her first impression was that she wanted to take a photo with Han Qi. Of course Han Qi would not refuse, but Han Qi did not expect that during the photo-taking process, he was almost attracted by Doris
The whole thing was held in my arms.
"No no no!!"
Han Qi hurriedly escaped. He didn't want to take such a photo. What if she went viral on the Internet?
Ingrid was cute and cute, but she was also jealous. He didn't want to put her at risk when the whole family was working hard for Ingrid's exam. When the time came that she didn't do well in the exam, Han Qi would keep a straight face.
The prince's father-in-law would not look down upon him even more.
"Don't leave, just take a photo!"
The little commotion here was quickly noticed by people, and the first person to see it was Kevin, but he didn't think much of it and attributed it to young people's playfulness.
"Oh, being young is really good."
Next to him was a friend who was much younger than him, looking at Han Qi curiously.
"Is he your friend, Kevin? He seems to be very popular with girls."
"It should be his fans." Kevin thought, "After all, fans nowadays are very crazy. My daughter and I went to Barton a few days ago and happened to catch a music festival. We were able to watch it a few hundred meters away.
Feel the passion inside and the vibration of the ground."
He was about to talk to his friend about the situation at that time, but Kevin found that his friend's attention was no longer on his side.
"Hillary?"
Hillary suddenly stood up, clasped her hands and said, "I remember, Han Qi, he is Han Qi!"
He hadn't noticed it at first, but when Kevin reminded him, he felt that Han Qi looked familiar.
He thought Han Qi was an international student in Iceland or something, and he might have met him somewhere in Reykjavik before, but he suddenly remembered the news.
Isn't it him, the big star?
"Han Qi?"
"Han Qi is here with us?"
Otherwise, the Nordic countries are all one family. It is too common for young people to cross the border to study or work in another Nordic country. This leads to the rapid circulation of news from several countries. What news is in one country will be followed by the other country.
It spread quickly.
And what kind of country is Iceland?
It’s a country that has nothing to do with news. I started to look for a country with strange stories about retired Icelandic horses. Of course, it took several days to find out about the engagement between the Norwegian princess and Han Qi.
This left an impression on Han Qi in the hearts of most Icelanders.
If you search again, look at Han Qi's works and listen to his songs, you will easily become a fan of Han Qi.
For a moment, dozens of people in the bar all looked at the only foreigner in the bar. They looked more and more like him, and finally someone shouted.
"It's really him!"
"No way, am I dreaming?"
Just go out for a walk and watch the scene of whales being sent into the ocean, and suddenly you can see a big foreign star?
It’s not surprising to see the big stars in the country. Most of the stars in Iceland are concentrated in Reykjavik, and this city only has a population of 100,000. Relatives and friends come and go, and you can see Iceland at friends’ banquets at any time.
Local celebrities are not surprising at all.
But this is Han Qi.
A great painter whose paintings cost tens of millions of euros, and a singer whose songs are on the charts.
Being watched by so many people, Han Qi stood still. His eyes were very smart and he was thinking about a solution. Being watched by so many people was not a good thing, but at least it made Doris stop and didn't push her forward.
Taking a photo holding Han Qi.
"Hello?" he tried to say hello.
The nearest person said: "I heard your song, it's very nice, come on!"
There were no autographs or photos taken. Han Qi felt a little more relaxed. It seems that not all Icelanders are like Doris. Judging from Han Qi’s stay in Northern Europe for so long, the Icelanders should be the same.
Like Norwegians, he has mild autism and is not too active when meeting strangers for the first time.
"Can you sing a song?" someone said.
"Yes, please, sing a song, you sing really well."
Of course I know I sing well...
Han Qi saw someone behind him holding a mobile phone and starting to take pictures.
Singing was not a big deal, he loved singing, and he was just thinking...the news that he appeared in the Reykjavik bar would not be the news tonight, would it?
