Chapter 308： 1 way south

If the last four years pass, Ryan will definitely be interviewed, but now is not the time. Although the relationship between the two sides of the Pacific has not reached the freezing point, it is not much better.

Accepting an interview with the official media at this time will only give people an offensive statement.

Political correctness and conformity to the mainstream value orientation are the rules of the game that must be followed by those who have reached his position.

So early the next morning, Ryan left the city by plane and officially started the agreed trip with Natalie.

"Damn it, I have studied Chinese for so many years, but when I get here, I can't even read a newspaper smoothly."

On the two adjacent seats in the first class cabin, Natalie was holding the newspaper she bought before boarding the plane, constantly complaining to Ryan, "Why didn't you tell me when I was learning Chinese?"

"This..." Ryan scratched his head, looked at the extremely real girl, and smiled apologetically, "I forgot."

Fortunately, regardless of whether it is simplified or traditional, it is always square characters. Under Ryan's guidance, Natalie finally finished reading the report about yesterday's party, especially the paragraph about Ryan.

"It's crazy and wild!"

This is the title about Ryan singing.

"According to the rules of the concert, Ryan Jenkins' performance last night was extremely brilliant. This superstar from the other side of the Pacific has used music to bring the audience's passion, and the entertaining audience is the cutest group, at least recently. For several years of domestic concerts, there has not been such an exciting collective engagement scene."

"Maybe someone will ask Ryan? Who is Jenkins? He is the creator of "Jurassic Park" and "True Lies", the football boy who sings'!!!', or standing on the Titanic. Jack shouting, "I am the king of the world"."

"Although "Titanic" is the most popular movie in the country and even in the world since last year, if you don't introduce him, I believe that many people still don't know him. This superstar from Hollywood is just over eighteen years old. In film, in popular music, and even in literature, they have made remarkable achievements. The creation and starring of "Titanic" won a record twelve in the highest honor of the American film industry at the Oscar Awards. Awards, the global box office has exceeded 2 billion U.S. dollars..."

"Even though he is less than Double Ten, Ryan Jenkins has the demeanor of a master and also demonstrated the rare American understanding of China, as evidenced by his fluent Mandarin."

"Actually, the master also has something that Yu does not conceal. For example, his "Di" is incomparable, but his "Latin" dance steps are indeed not up to the "National Standard" grade. His shoulder shaking is not "broken". Of course. He sings mainly. Jumping as a supplementary, cannot be perfect. However, if you listen carefully, Ryan Jenkins's music is really good. But it is not enough to break through. In many places, he relies on the backing vocals and the harmony of the accompaniment to strengthen his power. Compared with the older generation of Chinese artists with both virtue and art, there is a gap. In this regard, this young master will continue to work hard to improve his artistic accomplishment..."

Natalie closed the newspaper, too lazy to read it any more, and said with her lips curled. "After writing so much, I thought they were complimenting you. It turns out that the last few sentences are the main point."

"For them, we are all outsiders." Ryan gently rubbed her brown curly hair. "Of course the best compliment must be reserved for her own."

"You bastard." Natalie threw his hand back unceremoniously. Warn softly, "You are not allowed to touch me in the future without my permission."

As he said, his face blushed, and then he returned to normal. Obviously remembering what happened that night, he couldn't help glaring at Ryan fiercely.

I am here to help you solve your normal physiological needs! Although she wanted to argue for herself, Ryan knew that if she said this, Natalie would at least bite herself, and then she would not speak to herself for two days.

After arriving at the Capital Airport, the two of them simply took a rest and went directly to the Forbidden City. This is one of the few attractions that Natalie knows, and the name of the world's largest palace complex is indeed very attractive. .

Crossing the Jinshui Bridge, the two of them moved forward. Among the visitors were many white people with high noses and deep eyes. They were stuck in sunglasses. Although they were conspicuous, no one recognized who they were.

"This is called the Meridian Gate. It is the place where the emperor of ancient China killed people." Ryan pointed to the two large characters on the wall of the red palace and introduced Natalie.

"You know a lot, Ryan."

Seeing Natalie's puzzled eyes, Ryan took out the travel brochure from his backpack and threw it over, "There is a detailed introduction on it."

He came to this place for the first time in his two lifetimes, and all he knew was basic common sense.

"Why is it called the Meridian Gate? Why do you want to kill people here?" Natalie was very curious, walked to the bottom of the palace gate, and still asked Ryan, "Why did the emperor kill people in front of his palace? Does this have a special meaning?"

"This one……"

Ryan was a little dumbfounded, he really didn't know this, so he had to say, "Probably the emperor Laozi likes it."

"cut."

Wrinkling her nose, Natalie walked toward the depths of the palace gate, and at the same time a faint sentence floated, "Ryan, you still claim to have studied Eastern culture, but you don't even know this."

"Dear Nat." Ryan ran after him and retorted, "Don't talk about us Westerners, even if we are Chinese, those who can tell this are only a few of the few."

"Don't make excuses for yourself." Natalie smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that this little revenge made her feel very good.

Ryan probably saw something, and simply closed his mouth, holding the travel sketch of the palace, guiding the two people in the direction of the tour, and gradually walked into the harem.

"Is this the place where the emperor's wife lives?"

Natalie looked curiously at the high palace wall and the long passage in the middle of the palace wall. "The book says that the ancient emperor could marry seventy-two wives."

"Huh huh~" Ryan nodded, "The seventy-two concubines of the Sixth Court of San Gong, this is the treatment of the emperor."

"You seem to be envious." Natalie's faint words sounded again.

"What is enviable about this." Ryan said while pulling the girl forward, "For the past and present, I don't know how many emperors have been put on green hats by other men."

"It seems that men were not allowed to come in here at that time?" Natalie couldn't help but remember the introductions in some books she had read.

"There are men here...ah, no, strictly speaking they are not men." Is the **** still a man?

"Why?" the girl asked curiously.

"Because they were all castrated." Ryan made a knife cut gesture.

"Castration?" Natalie asked, "What is that? I can't think of the meaning of this Chinese word."

"That's..." Ryan glanced down at Natalie's lower body, "Cut off the men and make them eunuchs so that they can't have an affair with the women in the harem."

"It turned out to be so."

Natalie, who suddenly realized that, unconsciously looked at Ryan's vitals, wondering if she should castrate him when the guy on the other side spoils him again?

"Nate, what are you thinking?" Ryan suddenly felt a cold sweat coming out of his back.

"It's nothing." Natalie grabbed him and turned into the courtyard next to him. "I'm wondering, is there something you said too..."

Before she finished speaking, Natalie laughed happily.

The pavilions and buildings seemed fresh at first glance, but they were actually like that when they were seen too much. In addition, the weather in May started to become hot. Ryan and Natalie did not stay much longer. After a few laps, they walked out through the back door. This famous palace complex.

The two turned around from the back door, and then went around the front door square, far apart. Looking at the red tower, Ryan suddenly remembered things that he had seen in his previous life and didn't know the truth or not.

"You know, Nat." Ryan pointed to the square and said, "A few years ago, Michael Jackson wanted to come to this city for a concert."

Natalie didn't understand what Ryan meant, and made a continued gesture.

"It is said that Sony Records contacted the organizer here and even ordered the stadium, but after Michael came, he changed his mind and wanted to move the concert venue to this square."

"It's not strange, is it?" Natalie said naturally, "Although I don't know it very well, I remember that he seems to have held a lot of square concerts."

Ryan shook his head, turned to look in the direction of the tower, and continued, “If it’s just held in the square, maybe it’s a little bit possible, but after he came here to see it, he made a new suggestion, on the day of the concert. , Replaced the portrait on the tower with his, so..."

Listening to Ryan's words, Natalie showed a thoughtful look. Although she didn't know much about it, she had learned Chinese for so long and knew something about it.

"This is just a rumor in the circle. Whether it is true or not, you can only ask Michael himself or the senior management of Sony Records to verify ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Ryan quickly added the disclaimer.

"What are the people in the long line doing?"

"I don't know." Ryan looked at the time. "Let's go back to the hotel."

In the next two days, Ryan took Natalie to several of the most famous attractions, such as the Temple of Heaven, the Great Wall, and the Summer Palace, all leaving their footprints.

The two even went to Dashilan to buy a lot of unique souvenirs.

"Didn't you say you want to go to another city? Why did you change your mind again?" Natalie was surprised while waiting for the flight to Taipei in the airport lounge.

"Nothing to look good." Ryan waved his hand casually. "Let's go to your hometown and have a look."

Since the identity of this world cannot be changed, why bother to make nostalgia anymore.

When the plane soared into the sky and entered the route to the south, Ryan glanced at the land through the window of the plane. He didn't know how long he would have to wait next time. ()