My travels can open treasure chests

Chapter 348 To the North Pole

"It's unlikely." Liang Hong said.

That's Han Qi.

There is no lack of fame, no lack of money, and selling a painting is enough for us to earn for a lifetime. What do you use to invite others to join?

After traveling to Somalia last year, the two also opened Weibo and uploaded videos, but so far the video views are only one-tenth of Han Qi's video views, and Weibo is even a fraction of others.

Analyzing all these together, she didn't think Zhang Xinyu's idea would be successful.

"Why do you consider Han Qi, because Han Qi is in Norway and close to us?"

"of course not."

He begins to analyze. "First of all, Han Qi definitely likes to travel. Judging from his current Weibo and videos, he has never been to the Arctic continent. This may be our chance."

As soon as Zheng Qiao came in, he heard Zhang Xinyu talking about Han Qi, and said in surprise, "You want Han Qi to come and help you?"

"I don't need a helper, I just need a companion."

Zheng Qiao didn't believe it, because he knew that no matter how many people were on board, there could only be one captain.

Even if Han Qi didn't join the team as a sailor, as long as he boarded the boat, even if he was just a tourist, he wouldn't feel at ease.Because there can only be one captain forever, when the opinion of this tourist disagrees with the captain, whose opinion should he listen to?

Don't you still have to listen to the captain?

It’s not that Han Qi hasn’t been on a boat before. One of the top ten plays on Bilibili last month was posted by Han Qi. That travel documentary about the ocean, Zheng Qiao doesn’t believe that Han Qi doesn’t understand the truth about being at sea. .

So like Liang Hong, neither of them believed in Zhang Xinyu's crazy idea.

This feeling is like a starlet who just debuted and wants to invite Jay Chou as a guest at his concert.

It is no longer a question of how much money is given.

"Anyway, I have to try, otherwise, what should I do, do I really go back?"

Zhang Xinyu was not reconciled. He also thought in the dead of night whether he should not go out this trip. If he did not stubbornly drive the boat over, Liang Hong would not be seasick and faint and his life would be in danger, and he would not lose so many friends.

Is this my problem?

Do not!
We can pass, we will definitely pass.

"In this way, we have two plans. The first one is for you to send messages on Weibo and the Internet in Iceland to see if you can find a Chinese who is proficient in HNA. The second one is for me to go to Norway to see if I can meet Han Qi. , try to invite."

Zheng Qiao nodded. It is indeed possible to give it a try. It is good to succeed, but there is no loss if it fails.

And if Han Qi joins in, it will definitely increase the popularity of the fleet and gain a lot of fans.

So the three remaining people were divided into two parts, each to complete their own plans.

At this time, Han Qi was free and chatting about etiquette with an old housekeeper.

The origin of etiquette in Europe is relatively close to modern times. People who don’t understand it may seem a bit complicated, but as long as you study for an hour, you can learn by analogy and quickly understand all etiquette knowledge.

They are different from the ancient Chinese concept of governing the country with rituals. Li was the most important thing in ancient China. From the emperor to the common people, the word ritual was inseparable.

The old housekeeper had also heard about this matter, but he didn't realize that there are so many etiquettes in China until he chatted with Han Qi today, and he could write a thick book.

"There are really so many?"

"Of course, and in addition to daily etiquette, there should be no problem with religious etiquette or rituals."

Specifically speaking, there is more than one book, at least one set of books.

The old butler showed a surprised expression.

Han Qi is very satisfied, he likes to see these foreigners who have never seen the world, in fact, he doesn't understand this very well, it's okay to talk about it in general, but he doesn't have the ability to talk about it in detail.

Chatting with this butler, I mainly want to know some Norwegian customs.

When it was time to finish eating, Han Qi received a call from the company.

"Yang Xue? What's the matter?"

"Boss, there are a lot of people on your Weibo who are on Aite you. According to the news, a travel team encountered a little trouble off the coast of Iceland and posted a Weibo. Since some of your fans overlap, many people are on Art you."

"Need help?" he asked, but what help could he offer? Was it a lack of money?

"What do you want me to do?"

"They didn't mention you on Weibo." Yang Xue added, "Now it's just some netizens who are making fun of you. Anyway, the group of travelers said that they had disagreements with their companions at sea, and the companions are done."

"It's interesting, I'll check it out on Weibo."

Log in to Weibo, and sure enough, there are a lot of people on Aite.

'help them'

"Brother Han, take a look at this [Companion: Actually, I made a lot of preparations, but I still didn't expect so many accidents along the way...]'

I clicked in and looked at other people's Weibo.

This is a Weibo account followed by less than 100 million people. Looking at the news sent out before, has he even been to Somalia?

Have guts.

Han Qi has always wanted to go to this kind of place. If you go to other peaceful countries to photograph the scenery, then go to this chaotic country to photograph the humanities.

It is said that the most beautiful flowers only bloom in the most filthy places, but in fact, the beauty of the flowers is set off by the mess around them.

Han Qi really wanted to chat with them, but only saw one email account.

Don't have a phone?

…………

Zhang Xinyu was standing on the street in Oslo, with a call displayed on his mobile phone.

Can't get through.

Han Qi’s phone number is not a secret, but when you call it, it’s either out of the service area or the phone is turned off, because this number will always be in a state of rejecting all strange calls. If Han Qi doesn’t take the initiative to add others, even if others get the phone, they won’t be able to call in. .

So Zhang Xinyu managed to get Han Qi's phone number from his friend, but he just got a call that couldn't get through.

Now there is only one way, and that is to meet Han Qi on the streets of Oslo.

This chance is not low. Many tourists who come to Norway like to do this, and even some courageous tourists can get Han Qi’s WeChat friends. This is an honor that can be envied in Han Qi’s fan group for a lifetime.

"Hey, I can only gamble on luck now."

Zhang Xinyu knew that Han Qi lived in the palace, but he didn't know when he would come out.

You can't just wait outside for a day if you don't come out, and wait here for two days if you don't meet Han Qi for two days, right?

Then we have to wait until when to go, there is no exact figure.

Do you want to go in and find someone?

He looked at the guards at the door and hesitated, but he was convinced that he was someone who dared to go to Somalia.

What are the guards with long guns? Even the thugs with AKs have had conversations more than once or twice. The leaders of the local armed groups even threatened them not to leave Somalia. In comparison, these guards are simply It is an angel.

He walked over and told the guards to look for Han Qi.

The guard glanced at Zhang Xinyu.

It should be Chinese.

Looking for Mr. Han Qi?
Wasn't that what Han Qi came here to ask himself before?
He recalled when Han Qi came to ask him, alas, all of them became son-in-laws in a flash, and he was so handsome that he could do whatever he wanted.

The guard looked at the man.

Well, in good shape.

solid.

"Do you have anything to do with Mr. Han Qi?"

"I'm also a traveler from China, and I want to invite Mr. Han Qi to cooperate."

"Cooperation?"

The guard looked suspicious.

Why don't you make a phone call for cooperation? What time has passed?

After asking the name, the guard walked into the palace to report.

Han Qi was still painting in her room at this time. She liked the oil painting that Ingrid gave her on her birthday before, and Han Qi had already been recognized by them at that time, so she took this painting of hers as the king and queen. appreciate.

When the queen saw the beauty standing in the rain with an expectant expression, she had 1 questions in her heart.

This is my granddaughter?
It looks like it is, but Ingrid shouldn't be so beautiful no matter how you look at it.

So the queen is jealous.

She is the leader of the fans in the palace. To be honest, without her help, whether Han Qi can enter the king's field of vision is a problem. Seeing that Han Qi gave Ingrid such a beautiful oil painting, the only thing in my heart is an idea.

Ask Han Qi to send another pair.

But I'm not ashamed to say that I want it.

As an excuse, let Han Qi draw a picture for the corridor on the first floor of the palace, and then it can be placed at the front of the corridor. When future guests come to visit the palace, they can see Han Qi's works immediately.

Han Qi is working hard for this painting.

The weather was fine today, and the king took Ingrid's younger brother Hahn to go swimming. The king really liked this sport, especially after seeing the performance of the athletes in the Winter Olympics, he was always very happy.

It's just that it still can't compare with today's big countries in terms of the number of gold medals. After all, the population is still too low to compare with the number of people.

"Mr. Han Qi, someone is looking for you."

"Who?"

Han Qi raised his head and asked.

My friend?

It seems that no one has said that they will come to Norway to play recently. He thought about his recent circle of friends, and was suddenly surprised.

Trieste?
"A man or a woman?"

"It's a man named Zhang Xinyu."

Zhang Xinyu?
Han Qi seemed to have heard of it somewhere, and was a little familiar with it. Looking back, he remembered the phone call from Yang Xue before—isn't this the person he wanted to call, and he actually found him.

"I know him, let him come."

The guard went out.

Han Qi took a little look in the mirror and changed into a coat.

I don't know when a little paint was stained on the previous coat, and it was so dark that it was ugly at the corner of the coat.

After 2 minutes, the guard knocked on the opened door, and Han Qi saw the fat man standing beside him, with a round face, a big belly, wearing a plain down jacket, greeting him.

"Hello."

"You too, sit down."

The guard saw Zhang Xinyu go in, nodded to Han Qi and closed the door to go out.

Zhang Xinyu looked at Han Qi's room.

This room is not as luxurious as Zhang Xinyu imagined, there are no gold-woven bed curtains, no famous paintings, no expensive carpets... Wait, it can't be said that there are no famous paintings.

He saw a work that Han Qi was creating.

Is it the palace?
This was the first view he saw when he entered the square through the tree-shaded road when he came from Karl Johan Street.

I don't know how Han Qi created it, but this semi-finished painting looks so real and illusory.

It is true because this is the real building. Anyone who has seen the Oslo Palace will remember where the building is when they see this painting for the first time.

Unreal, it was Han Qi who made the originally ordinary looking palace look so grand and imposing.

This is still a semi-finished product, so many details cannot be seen.

Zhang Xinyu can already imagine what Han Qi's painting will look like after it is finished, and it will definitely not be worse than the few paintings Han Qi once created.

Will such a man go to the North Pole with me?

Seeing his expression, Han Qi poured him the tea he brought from China, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that the rooms in the palace would suddenly look like hotels? Haha, it's a coincidence, I was just looking for yours Call, you will come here by yourself."

"what?"

Zhang Xinyu was confused, why did Han Qi look for his phone number?

Obviously, for the sake of immoral kidnapping, I didn't mention Han Qi in the Weibo I sent out, but I said some of my experience, and hoped that the Chinese people near Iceland would help me to complete the record of yacht landing in the North Pole.

"You don't know?" Han Qi said, "The Weibo you just posted was very popular. Your fans left messages under my Weibo, and I saw it."

After Han Qi finished speaking, he shrugged and said, "It's a pity that I didn't find any contact information in your interface. I only have an email address. I just sent my resume. I want to see if I can help you?"

Zhang Xinyu stood up excitedly: "You agree?"

"Why should I refuse? This is a very meaningful thing." Han Qi said. "I even took the time to study the sea chart. Judging from the route posted on your Weibo, you should be in this place." He opened the satellite map of his mobile phone and pointed to a small town in Iceland.

"Yes, the ship is being repaired here now."

Han Qi pointed to a piece of sea in front of Iceland.

"There is a storm circling here now. I can't find specific data because it is on the high seas, but under normal circumstances this kind of storm will not subside in a short time, so it is best to wait for more than ten days before it passes."

Han Qi calculated that he could just watch Ingrid's Christmas speech in ten days.

Ingrid, who has the same personality as a little girl, is solemnly saying New Year greetings on TV. This kind of picture is not something that can be seen at any time. After all, her girlish atmosphere is not suitable for Norwegian people to see.

"Ten days? No, no, no, we don't have ten days left. We will continue to go after the yacht is repaired in two days."

"Two days? This storm has just been born, and it can't end in two days."

Zhang Xinyu shook his head, motioned for Han Qi to give him his mobile phone, then zoomed in on the storm area and said, "I have done some research, and the storm is caused by the special terrain of Gelanling. There is a feature that allows us to have a chance to pass through This storm."

"Is it just us?"

Han Qi has experience in sailing through storms, and Sean is a photography lunatic. In order to take good photos, he really asked the captain to drive the boat into the storm.

"Yes, just the four of us."

(End of this chapter)