Chapter 61: Han Zhou Falls in Love with Wang Chuyang
At noon, when Han Zhou left, only Wang Mingyuan was still in the hotel.
He has something to do in Jinling and will catch the high-speed train in the afternoon.
Everyone else had to fly away.
Originally, Han Zhou wanted to see An Lan off at the airport while waiting for his plane.
However, An Lan was worried about being photographed by passers-by and fans, so she did not make the trip.
At noon, Han Zhou took a leisurely ride to the airport.
To be honest, wearing sunglasses in the winter is a bit too pretentious. Han Zhou chose to wear a scarf to cover his face. As for hats, he was not allowed to wear them, as wearing too many hats would cause hair loss.
Image is secondary. If you lose your hair, you have to have it transplanted. The transplanted hair will still fall off. This back and forth process is unbearable for your wallet.
…
On the plane, nothing happened.
No fans or moviegoers recognized Han Zhou, and no stewardess approached Han Zhou for photos and autographs.
I don’t know why so many people picked up the unknown celebrities I saw when they got off the plane when I watched the short video in my previous life.
"It seems that the person who took this job discriminated against me. He knew that I had no money and refused to ask me to take on the task."
As soon as Han Zhou got off the plane and dragged his suitcase to the exit, someone waved.
Han Zhou saw that this man seemed to be waving to him, but he couldn't tell who he was, so he ignored him and ignored him.
This man grabbed Han Zhou at the exit and said, "Brother Han!"
Han Zhou thought the young man in front of him was a fan and was stunned for a moment.
Young man: "My sister asked me to pick you up, but the plan has changed and our flight has been moved up one day!"
Han Zhou: "?"
Young man: "Oh, by the way, my sister Wang Xiya, my name is Wang Chuyang."
"My sister is handling things over there, let's go to the terminal."
Only then did Han Zhou react: "Huh? Why is it so early?"
Wang Chuyang: "Because the film festival heard that you are a singer, Brother Han, and wanted to invite you to sing a song. My sister felt that you couldn't miss this opportunity, so she made arrangements in advance and went there to prepare."
"You were still on the plane at that time and I couldn't contact you."
Han Zhou saw that everything on the young man in front of him was quite valuable, and he didn't look like a professional liar.
But not being a professional liar does not mean that you cannot be a liar.
Haven't there been news reports before about a rich second generation who specializes in defrauding people of money and even goes to rented houses in dilapidated old communities to steal things?
After being caught, the police were confused and asked him what he was doing.
He said he just couldn't control his hands and feet, and later the doctor said it was a mental illness.
Han Zhou took out his phone and dialed Wang Xiya's number.
The other end of the phone answered instantly: "Han Zhou, have you seen Chu Yang?"
Han Zhou: "There is someone who claims to be your brother."
Wang Xiya: "That's my brother, you go with him."
Han Zhou: "Oh, I think he looks different from you. I thought he was fake."
Wang Chuyang covered his chest and suffered a heavy blow.
"You actually think I'm a liar!!!"
Han Zhou patted Wang Chuyang on the shoulder: "Let me ask you a question, is it your gene mutation or your sister's gene mutation?"
Wang Chuyang was even more heartbroken: "I look a lot like my parents, okay, and my sister looks a lot like them too!"
Han Zhou's face showed disbelief.
Wang Chuyang took out his mobile phone and pulled out a photo: "Look!"
Han Zhou took a careful look at the photo and suddenly understood.
"I see."
"Your parents are like Guangdong Province, your sister is like Shencheng, and you are like Heyuan City."
Wang Chuyang: "Where is Heyuan City?"
Han Zhou: "Your parents are from Beihe Province, your sister is from Yanjing, and you are from Chenjiagou outside the Summer Resort."
Wang Chuyang: "..."
Han Zhou patted Wang Chuyang on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged. I remember that in genetics, there is a theory of intergenerational inheritance."
Wang Chuyang: "Haha, I don't like talking to adults like you."
Han Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Are you still young? You are already past the age of legal protection!"
Wang Chuyang was sad and angry: "I'm only sixteen!"
Han Zhou was surprised: "Oh, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost called you brother."
The two of them talked as they walked, and soon arrived at the departure hall.
Wang Chuyang hummed and sang.
Han Zhou felt good while drinking hot tea, and the sound was good.
Then I saw Wang Xiya walking over with a group of people.
Among them, the main ones are bodyguards.
"Sister! Here!"
Wang Chuyang waved.
Many people around looked over and were stunned when they saw Wang Xiya's face.
There were also Jinlings who felt the urge to go up and introduce themselves after seeing Wang Xiya.
However, after taking a closer look, he lowered his head silently.
Where did this goddess come from?
Wang Xiya walked behind and rolled her eyes at Wang Chuyang: "Go to the VIP room."
"If Han Zhou is blocked by movie fans, it will be difficult to escape."
Wang Chuyang seized the opportunity to complain: "I don't think he has fans, he is not An Lan."
Then Wang Xiya suffered a brain breakdown.
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On the plane, Han Zhou was writing something with a pen and paper.
Wang Xiya was filling out the entry application form with a pen and paper in hand.
After he decided to attend the film festival, Han Zhou mailed the information to Wang Xiya.
Because it was official business and he was invited by the Russian side, Han Zhou's passport was signed directly online, and the visa was easily obtained. Wang Xiya was responsible for handling it. Now the entry application form is also filled in by Wang Xiya.
Wang Xiya can sell Han Zhou at any stage.
But Wang Xiya was reluctant to give up.
After filling out the entry application form, Wang Xiya looked back at what Han Zhou had written and was confused.
Astonished.
"Tilixi (Deno) Fuji?"
Han Zhou raised his head and looked at Wang Xiya with confusion: "What the hell?"
Wang Xiya repeated it again.
Han Zhou: "Straighten your tongue and speak."
Wang Xiya returned to Mandarin: "Can you speak Russian?"
Han Zhou: "No way."
Wang Xiya pointed at Han Zhou's pen and paper: "You said you didn't know how to write, but when I turned around I saw you writing in Russian."
Han Zhou nodded: "I can write Russian!"
Wang Xiya: "???"
Is the condition serious again?
Han Zhou: “I can write but not speak.”
Han Zhou's brain can be understood as a hard drive with a large storage capacity. Everything he has seen in his past life is stored in his mind. Although the things he is watching now in this life have not reached the level of photographic memory, as long as he looks carefully, he can
record.
It can be understood as a weakened version of hyperamnesia. In the past, memory was a serious form of hyperamnesia, but now there is only a partial phenomenon of hyperamnesia.
It should be the current memory. If you seriously want to write it down, it will be stored in the previous memory bank, resulting in the continuation of this kind of memory.
Therefore, Han Zhou did not understand the Russian things he read in his previous life, but now he remembers how to write them.
And I can also write down the Russian things I have read in this life.
So being able to write, understand, and speak are three different things.
Han Zhou can write, and he is really on the road to understanding.
As for that, it hasn't started yet.
But I can sing! All the Russian songs I heard in my previous life are in my head.
Wang Xiya took over the pen: "It's so uncomfortable for you to write like this. I'll teach you how to write these letters."
Wang Xiya carefully wrote the thirty-three letters of the handwritten printed version in capital letters.
Han Zhou couldn't say he was writing just now, he could only say he was following the drawing. Now he finally understands how to write in handwriting, and his writing becomes much smoother.
Wang Xiya: "This is...the lyrics?"
Han Zhou: "Yes, didn't you ask me to sing?"
Wang Xiya: "The organizer wants you to sing a Chinese song of friendship between China and Russia."
Han Zhou: "Don't worry, if you sing it, China and Russia will become friendly."
Wang Xiya looked at the title Han Zhou wrote on the paper, "Lullaby", and was in a daze.
If the lullaby is written, will China and Russia be friendly?
Wang Xiya: "Did you learn how to write Russian by yourself? How did you learn the grammar?"
"What grammar?" Han Zhou waved his hand: "It's just python."
Wang Xiya: "After writing it out, do you know how to pronounce these sentences?"
Han Zhou had to blurt out his 'knowing'.
But, it’s not easy to be honest if you say it out loud.
"Won't."
Wang Xiya: "Then you learn from me now. After you finish learning, are you sure you can write a song based on the sounds of the lyrics?"
The song is ready...
Han Zhou smiled awkwardly: "I'll try."
Wang Xiya got up and came to Han Zhou's chair.
Han Zhou wisely gave up a position.
Wang Xiya sat next to Han Zhou: "Then I'll read it and you listen."
Wang Xiya picked up the piece of paper with "Lullaby" and "Колы6ельная" written on it and started reading.
After reading more than half of the book, Wang Xiya felt like there was a soft weight on her shoulders.
Turning around to look, Han Zhou laid his cheek on his shoulder and fell asleep.
Wang Xiya didn't move and kept her posture motionless.
Wang Chuyang walked by and turned around when he reached the front row.
"Click."
Wang Xiya stared at Wang Chuyang.
Wang Xiya mouthed: "If you dare to send this to dad, you will be dead."
Wang Chuyang: "One million."
Wang Xiya: "Two hundred thousand."
Wang Chuyang: "Eight hundred thousand."
Wang Xiya: "One hundred and fifty thousand."
Wang Chuyang said anxiously: "Hey! Why did you bring it down?"
Wang Xiya mouthed: "One hundred thousand."
Wang Chuyang: "Deal!!!"
Returning to his seat, Wang Chuyang slapped himself in the face: "Why can't you raise the price even though you have grasped the handle?"
"fool!"
Han Zhou didn't know when he woke up. When he woke up, he raised his head with a confused look on his face.
Then Han Zhou found a tissue stuck to his face.
The seats that were originally spacious are now hard to sit on.
Wang Xiya was wearing headphones next to her and was watching some video.
On her shoulder, there was another tissue.
wet.
Han Zhou could see that Wang Xiya's shoulders were obviously sweating, so he put two pieces of paper on his shoulders. It must be like this.
"woke up?"
Wang Xiya stood up: "Put your seat down and sleep."
Who would have thought that after spending a lot of money to buy a first-class ticket, two people would sit on a put-up bed for several hours?
Big loss.
Han Zhou shook his head and said, "I won't sleep anymore. I won't be able to sleep again at night."
The time difference between Mosko and Yanjing is not long, and it is further back.
Taking a short nap is just like adjusting the jet lag, and it will be over if you sleep again.
"I'm going to wash my face."
There were not many people in the first class cabin. There were three rows of four seats, a total of twelve seats, and they were not full at all.
Han Zhou got up and walked towards the toilet.
The flight attendant smiled and said: "Hello."
Han Zhou: "Hello, hello, I need to go to the toilet."
The stewardess smiled and pointed the way. Although the toilet was right in front of her, she still smiled and said, "You don't need to report to the toilet, Mr. Han."
Han Zhou laughed awkwardly, do you think you are funny?
After leaving the toilet, Han Zhou walked in the aisle and looked out the window to see that the plane was lowering its altitude.
Mosco is almost here.
After Han Zhou took his seat, Wang Xiya pointed to her mobile phone: "I recorded the pronunciation of the lyrics and sent it to you."
"Come on, if you can write a song, you can try singing this one. If it doesn't work, just sing something else."
"I can buy the singing rights for you."
Han Zhou shook the water from his hair: "The song is finished."
Wang Xiya: "???"
"Do you believe what was written in the dream?"
"Letter." Wang Xiya replied with a smile.
After getting off the plane, there was a queue of cars waiting here, and we went directly to the Kempinski Hotel Mosko.
This hotel ranks second on the list of the most luxurious hotels in Mosco.
However, its facade often appears in movies about the Bear Country, so it is the first choice for foreign tourists all year round.
After arriving at the hotel and settling in, it was time for lunch again.
Eating lunch twice a day is quite a novel experience.
Wang Xiya booked a large suite with four rooms. Of course, one room was empty.
While eating in the living room, Han Zhou looked at Wang Chuyang: "Are you interested in becoming a rap and basketball star?"
Wang Chuyang: "???"
"Are these next to each other?"
Wang Xiya was even more confused: "Have you ever heard him sing? Do you want to cultivate him into an idol?"
Han Zhou laughed: "Idols need to be able to sing? This is the second biggest joke I've heard this year."
Although he said that, when Han Zhou heard Wang Chuyang humming, the tone was very good.
Wang Chuyang looked at Han Zhou: "Brother Han, are you serious? Can I be a star? Can I act in a movie?"
Han Zhou pondered for a moment: "You can be a popular idol. If you make a movie...if your sister is willing to suffer losses, she can do it too."
Wang Xiya put down her chopsticks and said calmly, "I don't want to lose."
Wang Chuyang was angry: "Sister!"
As he spoke, he turned to look at Han Zhou, and his face instantly turned into a smile: "Brother Han, are you serious?!"
Han Zhou nodded.
Wang Xiya was confused: "Are you sure you want to follow Han Zhou in the entertainment industry?"
Wang Chuyang immediately affirmed: "Haha, I will be out of your clutches from now on!"
"Brother Han, I'm messing with you."
Han Zhou lowered his head silently: "Okay, I can sign you to join the new world."
Wang Xiya sneered.
By the time you knew that the team that Han Zhou was contracted to operate would put Tian Le as a trainee, it was too late.
During the meal, Wang Xiya left the table.
Wang Chuyang whispered: "Brother Han, do you think I can make money as a star?"
"Can."
After getting the affirmative answer, Wang Chuyang laughed: "Hahahaha, then I will definitely become this traffic idol!"
"You don't know, my dad gave all Tianle shares to my sister, and she still doesn't give me pocket money to spend. My life is very difficult!"
"My share was said to be given to me after I reach adulthood."
"Now I'm finally going to have money!"
Han Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Be mentally prepared. The subsidy for trainees is extremely low. You have to wait until you become famous to make money."
Wang Chuyang beamed: "What's our relationship? Brother Han, can't you give me a raise?"
Han Zhou nodded: "Okay, I'll make the decision and give you a monthly subsidy increase of fifty."
Wang Chuyang was disgusted: "Only fifty Dabuliu?"
Han Zhou calmly said: "Fifty steel coins."
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