The word fortune teller, which Zhang Zhong uses in English, is "a person who tells you your destiny", which is not a new word, but Corden has obviously never heard of this book.
And he doesn’t understand Chinese culture, so he feels quite curious.
"Well, if you are interested, you can go and take a look." Zhang Zhong smiled and then said, "Sorry, I have to buy soy sauce."
"Oh, thank you, I wonder if this video can be played on the show?" Corden asked.
Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, "Sure, but please make me look better."
"No problem, our photographers are very professional."
Zhang Dian nodded, then turned and left.
After he left, Corden made a gesture to the photographer to indicate that the shooting was over.
"Corden, why do I feel that the Chinese guy just now looks a bit familiar, as if I've seen him somewhere before," the photographer said.
"Oh? Really? Do you remember where you saw it?" Corden asked.
The photographer thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't remember."
"Asians all look the same. It's normal for you to feel this way. Do you think he looks a bit like Jamie?"
The Jamie in Corden’s mouth refers to the Korean man who played the fortune teller just now. The photographer looked at Jamie and nodded, “When you say it like that, it does sound a bit like it. Have you heard of the book he mentioned?
"
"I haven't heard of it, maybe it's a Chinese book. And as you know, I rarely read books."
"I rarely read books, but I think we should read that book. Maybe it will be helpful to our program."
"If I have time, I will read it." Corden said, but the camera could tell at a glance that there was no way he would read the book.
…
Of course Zhang Zhong did not go to buy soy sauce, but went out of the "Fortune Telling Street" and looked for a place to eat nearby.
Naturally, what he ate the most were hamburgers and the like. Zhang Zhong didn’t want to eat these, nor did he want to eat Chinese food here, so he found a steak restaurant and went in.
People here rarely eat steak. There are not many people in the store, and it is not a high-end restaurant. However, Zhang Zhong saw the prices on the menu and was still looking forward to the steak he was about to eat.
But he was disappointed in the end. The meal cost him nearly two hundred dollars, and he wasn't full yet. In fact, when you eat steak here, you can get a pretty good meal for just a few dozen dollars. Zhang Zhong doesn't know why it's so average.
Steaks can be sold so expensively.
When he was about to leave the restaurant after paying the bill, he suddenly heard cheers in the restaurant. The reason for the cheers seemed to be because of a man who had just passed by him.
Some people even ran over to get the man's autograph.
Zhang Zhong probably guessed why this restaurant was so expensive. He shook his head and said that he would have to ask the locals first next time he came to eat.
If I had known better, I would have gone directly to Findlay, at least the restaurant Affleck recommended would not be too bad.
After walking out of the restaurant, he suddenly remembered that there was one more thing he had not done.
The new book "Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?" has been sent to Chen Qing before, and he wanted to send an update to tell readers about the new book.
After opening WeChat, he edited an update: Do androids dream of electronic sheep?
A question without a book title.
When he posted this update, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon, while it was around two o'clock in the middle of the night in China.
However, after his post was posted, a lot of comments quickly came in.
[Let me go, you are posting something in the middle of the night. Isn’t the boss still asleep? 】
【He must be in the United States, it's afternoon over there.】
【Nonsense, he must go to the award ceremony.】
【Do androids dream of electronic sheep? What does this mean?】
[Is it related to the Nebula Award? Are androids clones? 】
[It’s not a clone, it should be an artificial person, but what the hell is an electronic sheep? 】
【Does the electronic sheep have any meaning?】
[Electronic sheep is a device used in scientific research in Wales in 2016. In order to improve productivity, researchers placed two electronic ewes equipped with sensors outdoors...]
[Electronic ewe...why do I feel that this is not what Zhang Zhong is talking about.]
[The question now is, what kind of person is this bionic man? If it is the same as the robot we generally understand, then the key to the question is, can the robot dream? 】
【Can robots dream? Probably not.】
【You are not a robot, how do you know? 】
[The key is that we don’t know how far this robot has developed. In fact, some of the robots in "I, Robot" already have the ability to empathize. 】
【Are so many people awake? 】
[I don’t know if androids will dream of electronic sheep, but I guess I might dream of electronic sheep tonight.]
【Maybe you will also dream about bionic people.】
【There may also be Zhang Zhong.】
[Friends, I went to bed, and I hope that when I wake up in six hours, you can give me the answer to this question.]
…
"Corden, look at this."
Corden finally found time to eat, and cameraman James ran over with his cell phone.
Corden was in a bad mood about being interrupted during lunch, but he still smiled and said, "What's wrong, James?"
""I am a fortune teller", I found it."
Corden frowned, is that all about this?
"Congratulations, maybe you can help the program after reading it."
"The point is not this, the point is its author, do you know who it is?"
"Who?" Corden asked vaguely, taking a bite of his burger.
"pz."
"Who is pz?" Corden asked again.
"A very famous writer...shows you his picture."
Corden stretched out his head and looked at it, "Oh, a Chinese... Hey, this is not... my God! Ahem -"
Because he was so excited, Corden choked on the food in his mouth.
"Are you sure?" Corden asked.
"I'm 100% sure that it's him. And don't you think it's a coincidence that he mentioned this book?"
"Tell me, James, how famous is this pz?"
"How famous?" James frowned and thought about it. He wanted to find an appropriate way to explain it to Corden, and finally he said, "The number one novel sales list in the United States last year was his book."
"No. 1 on the sales list! My—" Corden originally thought that the so-called fame must be just a little bit of fame, but he didn't expect to be No. 1 on the sales list. Although he usually doesn't read books and doesn't pay attention to the book list, but just "sales list"
The title "No. 1" says it all.
"Well, and I also know why he is in the United States."
"Why?"
"Because the Nebula Award is a very powerful literary award." Corden was afraid that he didn't know what the Nebula Award was, so he explained again, "The Nebula Award ceremony is about to be held, and he is here to attend the ceremony. This time he has
Four books were shortlisted.”
Corden put down the burger in his hand and patted James on the shoulder: "Kawhi, come with me."
"Where?" Kawhi James asked.
"Of course I want to go to the director and tell him about this and see if I can - no, I want him to cut out today's program as soon as possible and then broadcast it. When is the Nebula Awards ceremony?"
"The evening of June 7th."
"Well, we still have some time, let's get moving, Kawhi."