Chapter 61: Han Zhou falls in love with Wang...Chu Yang
At noon, when Han Zhou left, only Wang Mingyuan was still in the hotel.
He has something to do in Jinling and will take the high-speed train in the afternoon.
The others all left on the plane.
Originally, Han Zhou wanted to go to the airport to see An Lan off and wait for his own plane at the same time.
However, An Lan was worried about being photographed by passers-by fans, so she did not go.
It was not until noon that Han Zhou leisurely took a car to the airport.
To be honest, wearing sunglasses in the middle of winter is a bit too pretentious, so Han Zhou chose to cover his face with a scarf. As for hats, they cannot be worn because wearing them too much will cause hair loss.
Image is secondary. If you lose your hair, you have to have a hair transplant, and the transplanted hair will fall out again. It's too much for your wallet to bear going back and forth like this.
…
Nothing happened on the plane.
No fans recognized Han Zhou, and no flight attendant asked for a photo or autograph from him.
I don’t know why there were so many people welcoming those unknown stars when they got off the plane in the short videos I watched in my previous life.
"It seems that the person who took this job discriminated against me. He knew that I had no money and didn't ask me to take the job."
As soon as Han Zhou got off the plane and dragged his suitcase to the exit, someone waved to him.
Han Zhou thought that the man seemed to be waving at him, but he couldn't tell who he was, so he ignored him.
At the exit, this person grabbed Han Zhou 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. Plans changed. Our flight was moved up a day!"
Han Zhou: “?”
Young man: "Oh, by the way, my sister is Wang Xiya, and my name is Wang Chuyang."
"My sister is handling something over there, let's go to the terminal."
Han Zhou finally reacted: "Huh? Why is it early?"
Wang Chuyang: "Because the film festival heard that you are a singer, Brother Han, they wanted to invite you to sing a song. My sister thought that you must not miss this opportunity, so she arranged it in advance and went there to prepare."
"You were still on the plane at the time and I couldn't contact you."
Han Zhou saw that the things on the young man in front of him were quite valuable and he didn't look like a professional liar.
But not being a professional liar doesn’t mean that you can’t be a liar.
Wasn’t there a news report before about a rich second-generation who specialized in defrauding people of their money and even went to the dilapidated rental houses in old neighborhoods to steal things?
After being caught, the police were stunned 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 called Wang Xiya.
The other end of the phone answered immediately: "Han Zhou, have you seen Chu Yang?"
Han Zhou: "There is a person who claims to be your brother."
Wang Xiya: "That's my brother, go with him."
Han Zhou: "Oh, I see he doesn't look like you, I thought he was a fake."
Wang Chuyang covered his chest and was hit hard.
"You actually think I'm a liar!!!"
Han Zhou patted Wang Chuyang on the shoulder and said, "Let me ask you a question. Is it you who has a genetic mutation, or your sister?"
Wang Chuyang felt even more heartbroken: "I look a lot like my parents, okay? My sister looks a lot like them too!"
Disbelief was written all over Han Zhou's face.
Wang Chuyang took out his cell phone and flipped through a photo: "Look!"
Han Zhou took a close look at the photo and suddenly understood.
"I see."
"Your parents are like Guangdong Province, your sister is from Shenzhen City, and you are from 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 Palace."
Wang Chuyang: “…”
Han Zhou patted Wang Chuyang on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged. I remember that there is a theory of skipped-generation inheritance in genetics."
Wang Chuyang: "Haha, I just don't like talking to adults like you."
Han Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Are you still young? You are over the age of legal protection!"
Wang Chuyang was angry and said, "I'm only sixteen!"
Han Zhou was surprised: "Oh, if you hadn't said it, I would have almost called you brother."
The two talked as they walked, and soon arrived at the terminal hall.
Wang Chuyang hummed and sang.
Han Zhou drank the hot tea and thought it sounded pretty good and the tone was nice.
Then I saw Wang Xiya coming over with a group of people.
Among them, the main ones are bodyguards.
"Sister! Here!"
Wang Chuyang waved.
Many people around looked over, and when they saw Wang Xiya's face, they were all stunned.
Some white-collar workers also felt the urge to introduce themselves to Wang Xiya after seeing her.
However, after looking carefully, he lowered his head silently.
Where did this goddess come from?
Wang Xiya walked over and rolled her eyes at Wang Chuyang: "Go to the VIP room."
"If Han Zhou is blocked by fans, it will be difficult to escape."
Wang Chuyang seized the opportunity to complain: "I don't think he has any fans, he's not An Lan."
Then he was hit on the head by Wang Xiya.
…
On the plane, Han Zhou was writing something with a pen and paper.
Wang Xiya is holding a pen and paper and filling out the entry application form.
After deciding to attend the film festival, Han Zhou mailed the information to Wang Xiya.
Because it was an official business and he was invited by the Russian side, Han Zhou's passport was signed online directly and the visa was easily obtained. Wang Xiya handled it all on his behalf, and now the entry application form is also filled out by Wang Xiya.
Wang Xiya could sell Han Zhou at any stage.
But Wang Xiya was reluctant.
After filling out the entry application form, Wang Xiya looked back at what Han Zhou had written and was stunned.
Stunned.
"Dilaisi (Denov)ki?"
Han Zhou raised his head and looked at Wang Xiya with a puzzled look: "What is this?"
Wang Xiya repeated it again.
Han Zhou: "Straighten your tongue and speak."
Wang Xiya returns to Mandarin: "Can you speak Russian?"
Han Zhou: “No.”
Wang Xiya pointed at Han Zhou's paper and pen: "You said you couldn't do it, but when I turned around I saw you were writing in Russian."
Han Zhou nodded: "I can write Russian!"
Wang Xiya: “???”
Is the condition getting worse again?
Han Zhou: “I can write but I can’t speak.”
Han Zhou's brain can be understood as a hard drive with huge storage capacity. Everything he has seen in his previous life is stored in his brain. Although he has not yet memorized everything he sees in this life, he can remember it as long as he looks at it carefully.
It can be understood as a weakened version of hyperthymesia. The previous memories were real hyperthymesia, but now there is only partial hyperthymesia.
It should be the present memory, if one seriously wants to remember it, it will be stored in the previous memory bank, resulting in the continuation of this memory.
Therefore, Han Zhou did not understand the Russian things he read in his previous life at that time, but now he remembers how to write them.
You can also write down everything you have read in Russian in your life.
So being able to write, understanding, and speaking are three different things.
Han Zhou can write and is truly on the path of understanding.
As for that, it hasn't even started yet.
But I can sing! All the Russian songs I heard in my previous life are in my head.
Wang Xiya took the pen and said, "It's not easy for you to write like this. Let me teach you how to write these letters."
Wang Xiya carefully wrote the handwritten version of the thirty-three letters in uppercase.
Han Zhou couldn't say that he was writing just now, he could only say that he was following the drawing. Now he finally understood how to write handwriting, and it became much smoother.
Wang Xiya: "Is this... lyrics?"
Han Zhou: "Yeah, didn't you ask me to sing?"
Wang Xiya: "The organizers want you to sing a Chinese song about Sino-Russian friendship."
Han Zhou: "Don't worry, singing this song will promote the friendship between China and Russia."
Wang Xiya stared at the title Han Zhou wrote on the paper, "Lullaby", in a daze.
Write a lullaby for Sino-Russian friendship?
Wang Xiya: "Did you learn to write Russian by yourself? How did you learn grammar?"
"What grammar?" Han Zhou waved his hand and said, "It's python."
Wang Xiya: "After writing them down, do you know how to pronounce these sentences?"
Han Zhou was about to blurt out "I know".
But it’s hard to explain it out loud.
"Won't."
Wang Xiya: "Then you can learn from me now. Are you sure you can write a song based on the lyrics after learning?"
The song is ready-made...
Han Zhou smiled awkwardly: "I'll try."
Wang Xiya stood up and walked to Han Zhou's chair.
Han Zhou tactfully gave up a seat.
Wang Xiya sat next to Han Zhou: "Then I'll read and you listen."
Wang Xiya picked up the paper with "Lullaby" and "Колыбельная" written on it and began to read.
Halfway through reading, Wang Xiya felt like a soft weight was being lifted from her shoulders.
Turning around, he saw Han Zhou sleeping with his cheek on his shoulder.
Wang Xiya did not move and maintained her posture.
Wang Chuyang walked past and turned around when he reached the front row.
“Crack.”
Wang Xiya glared at Wang Chuyang.
Wang Xiya mouthed: "If you dare to send it to Dad, you're dead."
Wang Chuyang: “One million.”
Wang Xiya: “Two hundred thousand.”
Wang Chuyang: “800,000.”
Wang Xiya: “150,000.”
Wang Chuyang said anxiously: "Hey! Why are you still bringing 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 the evidence?"
"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, which were originally spacious, are now uncomfortable to sit on.
Wang Xiya was wearing headphones and watching a video next to her.
On her shoulder, there was another tissue.
wet.
Han Zhou could see that Wang Xiya's shoulders were obviously sweating, so she put two pieces of paper under them. That must be the case.
"woke up?"
Wang Xiya stood up and said, "Put your seat down and go to sleep."
Who would have thought that after spending a lot of money on first-class tickets, two people would end up sitting on a raised bed for several hours ?
It's a huge loss.
Han Zhou shook his head and said, "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I won't be able to sleep at night if I sleep any more."
The time difference between Mosco and Yanjing is not that long, and it is actually later.
This short sleep is just the right time to adjust to the jet lag, and it will be over if you sleep any longer.
"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, but it was not full at all.
Han Zhou stood up and walked towards the toilet.
The stewardess smiled and said, "Hello."
Han Zhou: "Hello, hello, I need to go to the bathroom."
The stewardess smiled and pointed the way. Even though the toilet was right in front of her, she still smiled and said, "You don't need to report to use the toilet, Mr. Han."
Han Zhou laughed awkwardly and asked, "Do you think you are humorous?"
After coming out of the toilet, Han Zhou walked in the aisle and looked out the window. The plane was descending in altitude.
Mosco, we're almost there.
After Han Zhou took his seat, Wang Xiya pointed to her phone and said, "I recorded the pronunciation of the lyrics and sent it to you."
"Come on, if you can write a song, you can try to sing this one, if not, sing something else."
"I can buy the copyright for the performance for you."
Han Zhou shook the water off his hair and said, "The song is done."
Wang Xiya: “???”
"Do you believe what is written in the dream?"
"I believe it." Wang Xiya smiled back.
When we got off the plane, there was a team of cars waiting for us, which took us directly to the Kempinski Hotel in Moscow.
This hotel ranks second on the list of the most luxurious hotels in Moscow.
However, its facade often appears in movies from the Bear Country, so it is always the first choice for foreign tourists.
After settling in the hotel, it was time for lunch.
Eating two lunches a day is a novel experience.
Wang Xiya booked a large suite with four rooms, of course, one of them was empty.
While eating in the living room, Han Zhou looked at Wang Chuyang and asked, "Are you interested in becoming a star?"
Wang Chuyang: “???”
“Are these next to each other?”
Wang Xiya was even more puzzled: "Have you ever heard him sing? Do you want to train him to be an idol?"
Han Zhou laughed: "Idols need to be able to sing? This is the second biggest joke I've heard this year."
Although that's what he said, Han Zhou heard Wang Chuyang humming and thought the tone was very good.
Wang Chuyang looked at Han Zhou: "Brother Han, are you serious? Me? Can I be a star? Can I act in a movie?"
Han Zhou pondered for a moment and said, "You can be a traffic idol, and if you want to make a movie...if your sister is willing to lose money, it's fine."
Wang Xiya put down her chopsticks and said calmly: "I'm not willing to lose."
Wang Chuyang was angry: "Sister!"
He turned to look at Han Zhou and smiled instantly: "Brother Han, are you serious?!"
Han Zhou nodded.
Wang Xiya was puzzled: "Are you sure you want to follow Han Zhou into the entertainment industry?"
Wang Chuyang immediately affirmed: "Haha, from now on I am out of your clutches!"
"Brother Han, I'm going to mess with you."
Han Zhou bowed his head silently: "Okay, I can sign you to join the New World."
Wang Xiya sneered.
By the time you know that the team signed and operated by Han Zhou will be placed in Tianle as a trainee, it will be too late.
During the meal, Wang Xiya left the table.
Wang Chuyang whispered: "Brother Han, do you think I can make money as a celebrity?"
"Can."
After getting a positive answer, Wang Chuyang laughed: "Hahahaha, then I will definitely be a traffic idol!"
"You don't know, my dad gave all of Tianle's shares to my sister, and she doesn't even give me pocket money. My life is so hard!"
"My share will be given to me when I come of age."
"Now I'm finally going to have money!"
Han Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Be prepared, the trainee subsidies are shockingly low. You have to wait until you become famous before you can make money."
Wang Chuyang smiled happily: "What's our relationship? Brother Han, you have to give me a raise, right?"
Han Zhou nodded: "Okay, I'll make the decision. I'll increase your monthly allowance by 50 yuan."
Wang Chuyang was disdainful: "Only fifty dabulu?"
Han Zhou said calmly : "Fifty coins."
