At Sao Paulo International Airport, Zhang Zhiyuan got on the plane and looked at the first class cabin curiously.
In his previous life, he was just a third-rate music arranger, and he could only fly in business class at most. Now his family background is much better, with tens of millions of assets in his family, and he can fly in first class at will.
Swifty?
As soon as he sat down, Zhang Zhiyuan was surprised to find that the person sitting in front of him was the future queen, Taylor Swift.
This made him very excited, and he was already thinking about how to strike up a conversation.
Just as he was thinking, a blond man across the aisle had already greeted Swift first: "Hey, Taylor, I'm your fan."
"Thanks."
"I'm so lucky to be on the same plane with you. Where is your destination?"
"..."
A black line floated over Taylor Swift's head. She didn't know how to answer the question. Besides going to Los Angeles, could she get off the plane halfway?
Faced with this low-level conversation, Swift didn't want to talk too much.
However, the blond man was unwilling to give up and kept chattering.
"Hey, buddy, I'm still here, how about you chatting up my girlfriend like this?"
Zhang Zhiyuan spoke.
He understands that a beautiful woman like Swift has been hit on countless times since she was a child.
Ordinary chatting methods may not leave the slightest impression on her, let alone make friends.
Therefore, Zhang Zhiyuan is ready to do something different and sexy.
"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you got the wrong person. I don't know you."
Swift said.
In her opinion, Zhang Zhiyuan and the blond man are the same, there is no difference. If you cooperate with Zhang Zhiyuan, you can get rid of the blond man, but you will also be entangled by Zhang Zhiyuan.
"Oh my god, I forgot to tell you that we met in 2010."
Zhang Zhiyuan said.
"2010?"
Swift had to doubt Zhang Zhiyuan's English proficiency. After all, Zhang Zhiyuan looked obviously Asian, and it was normal for him to have poor English.
"Yes, in fact I am from 2022. We were a couple in 2022, but I broke your heart at that time, so I begged God to let me travel through time and space and go back to the past to make up for the mistakes I made, but I didn't expect
Straight back to 2007."
Zhang Zhiyuan said without blushing or heart beating.
"fraud."
The blond man snorted disdainfully, as if he wanted to remind Swift not to be fooled.
As everyone knows, his reminder is simply insulting Swift's IQ. Even a three-year-old child cannot believe this kind of nonsense. Why does he need to be reminded?
On the contrary, Swift still likes Zhang Zhiyuan's ingenious way of picking up conversations, at least it is much more interesting than the blond man.
"Really? How do you prove that?"
Swift was not in a hurry to expose it, but she wanted to see how Zhang Zhiyuan would go on to make it up.
The journey is so boring and I just need some fun.
"It's very simple."
Zhang Zhiyuan said it easily, and the blond man snorted disdainfully again.
Unfortunately, both Zhang Zhiyuan and Swift ignored him. Zhang Zhiyuan said: "I know a lot of your secrets, such as your myopia. In 2011, I accompanied you for myopia correction surgery, and I still clearly remember your emotions after the surgery."
Breaking down, even wanting to cry because my vision was blurred and I picked up the wrong banana. It’s so cute..."
Zhang Zhiyuan narrates the story with great detail, giving people a feeling of personal experience.
Swift was a little stunned. She felt that Zhang Zhiyuan should be a writer. The story was so vivid that she even had a warm picture of a young couple in her mind.
"Really? Then how did we meet?"
Swift did not believe Zhang Zhiyuan's lies because some of her classmates also knew that she was short-sighted.
However, she did not expose it and instead asked Zhang Zhiyuan to continue making it up.
"Bo hole."
The blond man on the side said angrily, because he found that Swift did not look angry, but kept talking to Zhang Zhiyuan, and he could only watch and couldn't say anything.
"It was a dark and windy night. I am Zhang and you are Taylor. A wonderful love happened at that moment. I heard someone singing on the hotel balcony, and then I answered, you and me downstairs
After a sentence, we completed a song like this..."
"I stood on the balcony, and the air was filled with the smell of summer."
"Your name is Romeo, and you are throwing stones at my window."
"My dad said, stay away from Juliet."
.......
Zhang Zhiyuan even hummed softly as he spoke.
At this time, Swift had already covered Cherry's little mouth. The big boy in front of her gave her too many surprises.
She almost started to believe Zhang Zhiyuan's lies, because this song sounded exactly like her style.
Of course she didn't know that this would be the "love story" she would write later, and it wasn't exactly her style.
"Are we really a couple in the future? Why do you want to break my heart?"
Swift asked, she thought the scene of first acquaintance just described by Zhang Zhiyuan was quite romantic.
"We fell in love for several years in the future, but I never proposed to you or understood your hint, which led to breaking your heart. You left me in a fit of anger. Then I regretted it and wanted to go back to where we were before the quarrel.
A moment......"
"Really, it sounds interesting. What then? What...what do you want now?"
Swift laughed.
"Now I don't want to make you sad or lose you again, so let's get married."
As soon as these words came out, both Swift and the blond man were dumbfounded.
"But I just came out to relax and met you by chance. You suddenly told me about getting married. I don't know your name yet."
Swift said quite speechlessly that she had imagined countless ways for others to propose to her, but she never imagined that it would be like this.
"Just kidding, Zhang Zhiyuan, nice to meet you."
Of course Zhang Zhiyuan would not really drag Swift to get married, that would be something a lunatic would do.
"Nice to meet you, you are the funniest Asian I have ever met."
Swift laughed.
Of course, it is impossible for her to marry Zhang Zhiyuan, or even date Zhang Zhiyuan because of this, but it is still possible to be friends. This kind of interesting experience may not be encountered by others in their lifetime.
Afterwards, the two began to communicate more.
"Are you a singer?"
"No, I'm actually a basketball player, and my hobby is singing and writing songs."
"What's the name of the song you just sang? Is there a full version?"
“love story.”
While talking, Zhang Zhiyuan also wrote out the score and lyrics of the entire song.
Swift hummed according to the melody, and she liked it very much.
"Oh, buy it. This is like a song tailor-made for me. Zhang, can you sell it to me? I want to sing this song."
Swift asked sheepishly.
She understands the value of a good song. Many capable singers cannot become famous because of a good song, but some singers of average ability can become famous because of a good song.
In her opinion, this love story has such value.
"Talking about money would be too sentimental, so I'll give it to you."
Zhang Zhiyuan smiled.
When it comes to picking up girls, how can you get rewards if you don’t put in the investment? It’s just a song, not to mention that it was originally written by someone else.
Zhang Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed to give Swift's works to Swift and gain Swift's favor.
"This...I don't even know what to say."
Swift was completely moved. Although she knew that Zhang Zhiyuan wanted to woo her, this was her first time meeting such a generous suitor.
What's more, Zhang Zhiyuan is quite interesting.
Although he looks average, he can be considered a handsome guy in the basketball world. Compared with those black people, he is a downgraded blow.
"Tyler, be careful, this song may not be his work."
The blond man on the side saw Swift's fall, and he had no choice but to slander Zhang Zhiyuan.
Unfortunately, this behavior only made Swift hate and ignore him even more.
Zhang Zhiyuan just smiled and did not refute.
After all, the blond man was right.
He just exchanged phone numbers with Swift in front of the blond man after getting off the plane.
