"Come, let's eat together. Don't be too reserved. If you are too reserved, I won't accept the interview."
Zhang Fan said with a smile and asked the cameraman and Yu Qian to sit down. The three of them sat in the restaurant and chatted while eating.
"Wow, it tastes very good."
Yu Qian took a bite and said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment. I usually cook by myself because I may not be used to the American diet. I don't like eating hamburgers. I like Sichuan food the most..."
Zhang Fan said with a smile, and everyone watching the live broadcast laughed.
"Then you can go to Huaxia and Sichuan to eat authentic Sichuan food."
Yu Qian said with a smile.
"Take what you need. Yaomei from Sichuan is very beautiful..."
As Zhang Fan was talking, he said a Sichuan dialect that made everyone laugh.
"Yingzheng, have you been to China before?"
Yu Qian asked curiously.
"I've been there. I stayed in China for two years. I spent these two years eating, drinking and having fun. By the way, I accompanied my father back to his hometown to visit. Because my father was not in good health at that time and wanted to return to his roots. Then I
Accompany him in China until he is sent away..."
Yingzheng said with a smile.
"Yes, for the elderly, perhaps falling leaves and returning to their roots is the greatest destination."
Yu Qian also sighed.
"Yes, especially for my father and his family. They grew up in China, and then came to the United States for decades. In the end, they still want to dream of returning to their own home. That kind of feeling can only be experienced by those of us outside.
I have a deep understanding, and I feel the same way. In the United States, you are just a minority. But when you return to China, the surroundings suddenly feel much more friendly."
Ying Zheng’s words made Chinese netizens excited.
"Then have you ever thought about returning to China one day?"
Yu Qian asked quickly, this is the most sensitive topic.
"Of course I have thought about it. That is my roots. Although I was born in the United States, you and I are the same. We are just born in different places. I have the same skin, the same blood, speak the same words, and eat the same food as you.
The same food. The difference is just a few words on the household registration..."
Netizens immediately agreed with Zhang Fan’s words.
"My emperor is awesome, awesome..."
"My emperor said it very well..."
"My emperor is so powerful..."
For Zhang Fan's words, Chinese netizens couldn't agree more. They felt much closer to Zhang Fan.
The three of them chatted while eating, talking about common topics. Life, studies, idols, ideals, etc.
Through interviews, Chinese netizens discovered that Ying Zheng is completely Chinese. He likes Chinese food, reads Chinese books, TV series and movies, and his favorite idol is Brother Fan.
This is not an American, this is a Chinese. As Ying Zheng said, the characters on the household registration are different.
"Do you like music too?"
After dinner, they visited Ying Zheng's bedroom. After seeing many musical instruments in the bedroom, Yu Qian asked curious questions.
"Yeah, at the same time, when I have nothing to do, I also like music. Sometimes I write my own songs or something."
Ying Zheng said with a smile, which aroused the interest of netizen Yu Qian.
"Wow, that's original. Can you sing us a song you wrote? Netizens are really looking forward to it."
Yu Qian said excitedly, and the netizens who watched the live broadcast became excited. It was so cool, there was even originality.
"May I?"
Zhang Fan smiled and said to the camera.
"Can……"
"It must be possible..."
"Can……"
Netizens began to swipe the screen, and this answer made Ying Zheng laugh. That charming smile immediately made countless girls crazy. This smile is so charming and cute.
"Okay, then I'm not welcome."
Zhang Fan said deliberately domineeringly, which immediately made everyone laugh.
Arriving in front of the piano, Zhang Fan smiled slightly. Then he played the piano handsomely, and his handsome movements attracted a burst of attention.
"When the petals leave the flower, the subtle fragrance remains..."
Zhang Fan started singing, and his clear voice shocked everyone.
There were no modifications at all, not even a microphone. But the clear sound still shocked everyone.
It is so clear, because it is like crystal clear crystal without any impurities, as if it comes from the distant sky.
"After the wind and rain fade away, no one comes to smell the fragrance..."
The song "Secret Fragrance" completely conquered the netizens. Yu Qian and the photographer were even more wide-eyed. They had no idea that Ying Zheng's singing voice was so beautiful.
The most shocking thing is the quality of this song, which is too high. They thought that the song written by Ying Zheng was just an ordinary song.
Now I didn’t expect it to be a top-notch song. With the perfect singing voice now, it is completely a top-notch musician.
"I'll go, that's awesome..."
"This is a king who was delayed by basketball..."
"OMG……"
"Another monster..."
Netizens watching the live broadcast went crazy. Is this a cheat? You are so handsome, so rich, so good at cooking, so good at basketball, and now you are so awesome at singing.
"Why do I feel a bit like Brother Fan..."
"I think so too, isn't it the incarnation of Brother Fan?"
"I'll go, I shouldn't..."
"Don't forget Longteng Group's technology. It can even create bionic robots. It should be no problem to get a fake skin."
"No, you guys are so imaginative..."
"Looking at the pictures, the height, body shape, and face shape are all about the same..."
"No..."
The imaginative netizens suddenly found a point. Then this point was detonated.
When they compared the photos of Zhang Fan and Ying Zheng, everyone was surprised.
The bodies are exactly the same, the heights are exactly the same, and even the muscle lines are more than 95% similar.
Looking at the face again, although it is not the same face, the face shape is the same. Netizens also gave various data such as arm length, leg length, body proportions, etc.
As soon as this data came out, everyone was shocked. Is there such a coincidence?
The data is a coincidence, but new questions soon arise. Although there are bionic robots, the skin of bionic robots is very precious. They must be carefully cared for, and there is no way to do such brutal and strenuous exercise.
Besides, everyone knows Ying Zheng’s identity information. From the photos taken when he was a child to the current photos, his face has basically not changed.
Everyone could only lament that such a thing was a coincidence. However, the netizen's imagination still made Zhang Fan couldn't help but sigh. The netizen's imagination was so powerful that it was almost exposed.
Fortunately, I did a perfect job of hiding it, so everyone just regarded it as fun.
With one song, Ying Zheng's identity was suddenly upgraded to a perfect idol. The number of fans increased again, and the video of that song also went viral on the Internet, and a new generation of superstars was born.