My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 277 Emotional Problems
You can't spoil other people's interest when they are proud.

Being on the show is optional, if you have something worthy of the audience and fans, it’s even better if you don’t have it, it’s nice to go home earlier to eat hot pot, play games and play mobile phones... Thinking about it this way, my life seems to be really smooth.

No wonder Wang Zheng didn't let others come to his home for interviews.

Wang Zheng left confidently.

This is officially Han Qi's manager's first battle against the entertainment industry.

Han Qi looked at his back.

What's the matter with this inexplicable emotion, it looks like a second grader.

He smirked a few times, matching the ringtone of the phone that suddenly came to his mind, it was extraordinarily harmonious. Looking at the caller ID on the phone, Han Qi came to the balcony where he could see the lotus lake in the distance.

"Are you awake?" Ingrid spoke Mandarin with a strange tone.

Han Qi refused to take this blame.

He has worked very hard to teach, but the pronunciation skills that people have used for more than ten years can't be changed in a short time.It wasn't so strange at first, but once Han Qi couldn't hold back when teaching her, he tried to use Norwegian syllables to help Ingrid understand Chinese pronunciation.

Later, I realized that I understood a lot, but this ugly and ugly accent can't be changed no matter what.

The most important moment in learning a language is when you first come into contact with the language. At that time, you are most energetic and can absorb all kinds of knowledge.Then with the decline of enthusiasm, the mood became more and more depressed, becoming full of vitality, without the original aura.

This is the embodiment of the human spirit, which can be seen in all walks of life, no matter where.

The ancients said that the plan of a year lies in spring, and the plan of a day lies in the morning. They persuaded people to treat spring and the morning well... But Han Qi's actions are no different from going to Ingrid when the grass just sprouts in spring. Head pulled a bit.

A little stunted, but nothing major.

"Just woke up, didn't you go to Denmark with your grandpa to visit, how is it, is Denmark fun?"

"(cry)"

"what happened?"

"They are so rich, and they use the best specifications to receive us, but Josephine always walks up and down in front of me, she must be showing off her long skirt, it's so disgusting... and she has I don't even have a copy of your manuscript."

Ingrid felt aggrieved.

"My manuscript? What manuscript?"

"It's the sketch you drew for others on the street. It's very valuable now."

What she wanted to express was the following paragraph, whether Josephine had a beautiful long dress was none of her business, but she didn't even have a copy of her boyfriend's drawing manuscript.Other women did, which made her feel a little sad.

Han Qi was her first crush, her 100% first love boyfriend.

Now that I haven't been by my side for a long time, I won't talk about it. There are other women showing off in front of me with their boyfriend's things. Is it plausible?
Come and comfort me!
This is what she wants to express.

But Han Qi noticed the previous sentence first.

Poor girl, don't you have any nice clothes to wear?
As the crown prince, Ingrid would certainly not be short of clothes under normal circumstances. A large part of the royal family's funds was used to customize dresses for young family women every year, and to buy fashionable jewelry to maintain the dignity of the nobility.

But when it comes to beauty, Ingrid's clothes are completely inferior to Princess Josephine in the Danish royal family.

Han Qi thought for a while and said, "The library has almost been repaired. I will go to Norway to see it. How about we go shopping and buy clothes for you when I get there?"

"Good!!" Ingrid's tone on the other end of the phone was visibly happy.

She was thinking about how many days she hadn't seen Han Qi, and this man's excellence far exceeded the imagination of Norwegians. Today, Han Qi's picture of Karl Johan Street in the daytime has made countless Europeans realize that this street is in The bustling streets outside the Norwegian Royal Palace.

It also made Ingrid's family pay attention to this young man.

The king often used Han Qi's experience to educate his nephew and nephew at dinner parties. He admired Han Qi very much and publicly praised him many times... This made the princess who knew the relationship between Han Qi and his granddaughter feel a little secret excitement.

Ingrid was so restless that she began to count the completion date of the Huaxia Pavilion after she hung up the phone.

Her younger brother Hahn came over with his mobile phone and played music at a loud volume. Ingrid's familiar voice was inside... At the same time, she was also very familiar with the songs in it. Since the song was released yesterday, she has listened to it on a loop for one night.

It's also strange to say Ang.

In the past, no matter how much I liked listening to a song, but after listening to it two or three times in a row, I would always feel impatient.

But Han Qi's songs won't make her have that kind of reaction, on the contrary, it can make her feel at ease and fall asleep better.

Hahn didn't know where he heard these songs. He felt that the sound was very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.Instinctively, he felt that his sister must know, so he ran over with his mobile phone.

"Ingrid, I think you must know who sang this song."

Hahn looked expectant.

Ingrid's heart skipped a beat.

Little ancestor, don't ask here.

Mom, dad, grandparents, housekeeper and nanny all stared at this side vaguely. This feeling made her a little uncomfortable who was used to being in the center of everyone's eyes. She wondered if her family members had discovered it. What.

In fact, it was just that everyone listened to these songs and wanted to tell Hahn.

Seeing Ingrid's expression, the princess decisively pulled little Hahn over, and said, "This is a song sung by a brother named Han Qi. Does little Hahn also think it sounds good?"

"En, er," Hahn nodded repeatedly, muttering inwardly.

Han Qi?

So familiar.

He obviously forgot about Han Qi. With so many things to play with at home, which child under the age of ten can remember a certain person he met on a certain day?
Ingrid breathed a sigh of relief.

But he also understands that sooner or later his family will find out about his relationship with Han Qi, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.When the time comes, will the family members agree with their love with Han Qi?

I can't hide it like this anymore, I have to discuss with him how to solve this matter.

………………

Han Qi put his hands in his pockets, hummed a song and went downstairs.

Downstairs of this hotel is a very open garden, and reporters cannot enter, so Han Qi dared to come out alone to breathe the fresh air outside.

Like to play games at home does not mean that people are very home.

Han Qi is a typical example. If he has a computer at home and doesn't need to worry about his life, he can play games continuously for a day or two.But along the way he also gets bored.

People are social animals after all, and you cannot refuse to communicate with another group of people just because you are afraid of one group of people.

There is a couple in the distance who are arguing. Not far from them is the outdoor swimming pool of the hotel. A group of young people who seem to be young are playing by the pool. One who dares to go into the water.

(End of this chapter)