This time, not only Sun Chao came, but also Xia Jing, the producer of the show.
Everyone immediately stood up and gave them a place. Chen Zi said, "You chat, you chat, let's go and pack up first."
Three people sit in front of a table in the living room.
Xia Jing said directly, "Dr. Xu, we're straight to the point. What do you want?"
Xu Chuan took out his ears and said, "Sister, do you think I'm very idle? I just plan to remind you that no matter how you play, the final result will still fall on travel."
He handed over his phone, "Also, don't you read the news?"
When Xia Jing took it, she saw that it said that China and Chile's official government had started negotiations on the free trade agreement.
"At the meeting at the big driving level, do you guess whether they will mention this program when they chat, and the important thing is whether they will mention me."
"Please guess again, does the Chilean official know that I have entered the country?"
After the other party finished reading, Xu Chuan took his cell phone and waved to the two of them, "Let's go, go back and wait for the phone."
Before leaving, he stopped the other party again, "I still said the same thing. You can make a CP because I don't know if this show can react with the CP. Maybe there will be, who knows?"
"But if everyone is allowed to use two CPs as stepping stones, that won't work. If that happens, I'll just take it as spending money to hire someone to travel with me."
Xu Chuan looked at the other party seriously, "Do you understand what I mean? If you don't understand, I will say it clearly. If you want to continue the previous script, I will turn the table over and believe me. As long as I don't say that the trip is over, none of you will be able to return to China."
Actually, these words are useless, because shooting can be done normally, but in the end, it still needs to be read by the editing.
But as Xu Chuan said before, he likes to say ugly things ahead.
When they turned back to the homestay, others were still sorting out their luggage.
They had to stay here for two days, so until now Xu Chuan didn't understand why these people's luggage was overweight.
But perhaps because of what he said before, everyone quickly packed their luggage and could go out for dinner before dark. It was really gratifying.
"At present, most of the indigenous people on Easter Island are Polynesians. Polynesians are an ethnic group in the Polynesian Islands in the South Pacific. Such as Maori, Samoan, Tongan, Tuvalu, and Hawaiians are all branches of Polynesia."
“The B&B we stayed in is a typical South Pacific style.”
It was raining outside, and a group of people took umbrellas to a well-known local restaurant, while Xu Chuan directly played the role of a tour guide.
"In the words of the indigenous people, the name of this island is Rapa Nui, which means the navel of the world, or the center of the world."
"Why is Easter Island is because on April 5, 1722, the Dutch navigator Jacob Rogwen discovered this island, so it was named Easter Island, which also means that God resurrected this land."
Then he looked at the follower and said, "This is not allowed to be cut, do I know my highlights?"
After hearing Xu Chuan say it, everyone laughed.
"Wow, this name is really romantic." The fifth sister Zhao Yutong said exaggeratedly from the side.
Xu Chuan sighed secretly, "No, this is not romantic at all, because since 1805, Western colonists began to capture the Rapa Nui people on the island as slaves. At first, it was only occasionally. In 1862, Peruvian pirates went to the island on eight ships and captured more than a thousand Rapa Nui people. The male Rapa Nui people were almost all caught. These people were transported to Peru and sold to local slave owners."
"After condemnation by public opinion, the Peruvian government had to order slave traders to release these Rapanui people, but at that time, only about 100 of the Rapanui people were dead. On the way back to Easter Island, they were infected with smallpox, and in the end only 15 people returned to their hometowns."
"And with them returning together, there were smallpox viruses. In less than a year, there were only a few hundred people left on the island."
"The following year, a French missionary became the first permanent foreigner on the island. He easily transformed the islanders who were in disaster into Christians, destroyed the traditional culture on the island, and burned the Langlanger wooden boards that might have recorded the Rapa Nui people."
"The Langlanger wood panels are now 25, distributed in museums around the world."
Sometimes history is so cold. The words Xu Chuan said may be the only ripples left by a group in the long river of history.
Everyone was thinking, and Zhao Yutong, who was interrupted by Xu Chuan, seemed to have not heard what he said.
"So it has at least a very romantic name, but how do you know so much?"
Xu Chuan almost choked, then squinted his eyes and looked at the other party, and avoided the other party's actions, "I find that the fifth sister likes to self-destruct."
Of course, others asked why.
"Because, these are all written in the road book, and none of you read them."
“The time is too fast…”
"Ha, this is really a bit unreasonable..."
"Let's see when we go back..."
Everyone's atmosphere was actually pretty good, and Xu Chuan was two steps behind to find Zheng Eun-hee and Rong Zishan, "Whoever can contact the local specialty performance? We just came after dinner."
Originally, the program team arranged other activities, but Xu Chuan directly rejected it. It was such a foolish behavior when he went to the wild to turn stones in the middle of the night.
The restaurant is not far from the homestay. It should be said that the only small town on the island is not big at all, and the entire island's population is less than 5,000, which is too big.
This is a restaurant specializing in Mexican cuisine and seafood. The decoration is very local and has many praises on some websites.
It's just that their menus are all in Spanish.
So it was no surprise that everyone's eyes were on Xu Chuan.
He didn't find it too much trouble. He helped everyone order meals before sitting down. Then Chen Zi asked with a smile, "You've ordered it for us, where's yours?"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Chuan then realized and quickly called the waiter to ask for another pasta.
The dishes here are not bad, but they are not that delicious.
If these big stars weren't really hungry, they probably wouldn't be able to eat them.
The atmosphere on the dining table was quite good. Everyone was tasting the food they ordered and then praised the good orders of each other.
The trip had just begun, and everyone's emotional intelligence could still be maintained, but in the end they still had a lot left.
Then everyone looked at Xu Chuan alone and slowly cleaned everyone's plates.
"Oh, you're so hungry."
Chen Zi and the others were shocked.
They were not amazed at how much Xu Chuan ate, but they didn't care about eating what others had left.
Xu Chuan used bread to rub the last bite of sauce into his mouth. He was really hungry, but in fact he just didn't like leftover rice.
"It's okay if I'm not full, I still have instant noodles."
Song Qian laughed crazy while laughing. In order to maintain her figure, she ate less than rabbits.
So at least three-quarters of the share she wanted went into Xu Chuan's stomach.
Xu Chuan sighed, "Oh, I flew tens of thousands of kilometers to eat instant noodles on Easter Island. I won't do this kind of thing."
Then he looked like he had just reacted, "I said why are your luggage overweight? I put all instant noodles together, right?"
"Haha, yes, I brought a whole box of instant noodles."
Song Qian had already realized that this person was actually easy to get along with because he never took other people seriously.
Although saying this is a bit harmful to self-esteem, the other party really doesn't take himself seriously.
So, as long as you communicate with him normally, there is no problem with joking or something.
Such people generally have their own clear bottom line. As long as you don’t cross the line, you can play dances on his grave, and he can watch it as fun.
"The main reason is that we all have a Chinese stomach." Zhao Yutong said from the side.
Then he immediately got Yuan Minghao's approval, "Yes, I really can't get used to it abroad. Sometimes it's better to eat instant noodles."
Zhao Yutong received a response and was like turning on a switch. She was not the way she ignored Kim Daxi and Jung Eun-hee before, and she immediately started talking and laughing with each other.
Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows, then thought about it but still said nothing, and he did something like a cockfighting every day.
The time is almost over, Chen Zi is preparing to pay, and then looks at the little brother Rong Zishan, "Brother, you bring the money."
Rong Zishan looked confused and looked at Zheng Enxi, "Did you bring it?"
Jung Eun-hee looked shocked and didn't know what to say.
"Don't you let me take it before going out?" Yuan Minghao also felt speechless, this unlucky child.
Rong Zishan pointed at Zheng Eun-hee, "Don't you let her take it?"
Xu Chuan sat on the other side and said quietly, "Whoever hasn't brought the money will leave him to wash the dishes."
The child immediately opened the bag and revealed a stack of cash.
"Hey, you kid, scared me to death."
Chen Zi covered her chest, looking scared.
After paying the bill, they were going to a SHOW venue in the town to watch the performances of local natives.
The price is quite touching, and each person wants more than 300 soft sister coins.
The prices here are simply a huge pit, but who has caused the huge stone statues from three thousand years ago here? For the locals, this is a hen that lays only golden eggs.
There is only one flight every day, and the tourists are all here, and they are all suckers waiting to be slaughtered.
However, the traditions of China have come, so we still have to watch them.
Anyway, they didn't understand this kind of indigenous dance, so Xu Chuan only understood it, well, she had a good figure.
By the end, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.
They first went to the supermarket, purchased some essential items such as drinking water, and then returned to the homestay.
It was actually still early, so they washed one by one and went to pick them up later, while the two friends continued to contact the subsequent itinerary.
Zheng Eun-hee is still smart. She has gotten the way Xu Chuan handles problems. Except for not being very skilled in language, she has started to use the others now.
As for the little boy, this kind of stupidity is really rare, but if you say he is stupid, he still knows to blame the troubles.
But you should say he is smart. Even Zhao Yutong, who is the one who calls him Zhao, plans to kick the original CP and stick it to Xu Chuan. This kid didn't even think about establishing a good relationship with Xu Chuan, who has the biggest resources in the Chinese entertainment industry.
The rain has stopped now, but the wind is very strong. Xu Chuan leaned against the window and could see the dark clouds in the sky moving quickly with the wind, and the moonlight appeared and disappeared among the clouds.
Occasionally, a few women's laughter came from the living room. They were helping Jung Eun-hee to formulate the itinerary for the next trip, determine accommodation and rent a car.
Yuan Minghao and Rong Zishan were playing with the guitar on the side and occasionally sang a few sentences.
Xu Chuan took out his cell phone and sent a message to Feins, asking everyone to rest, and their alert level could be reduced a little.
"Hey, who can drive a manual transmission car?"
The fifth sister always shouted at people, but she looked at Yuan Minghao.
The other party hesitated for a moment, but shook his head, "I can't drive it."
"That's trouble."
In order to solve the problem of carrying luggage, they plan to rent a pickup truck, which can both pull people and run their luggage.
However, pickup trucks only have manual transmissions. These people who usually don’t drive, and even drive automatically, have never encountered this.
"It's okay, you rent it, I can drive it." Xu Chuan said.
Song Qian asked, "Hey, you are a C1 driver's license, we all took C2."
Xu Chuan rolled his eyes and said, "A group of people kill on the road."
"Oh, who are you talking about?"
"Whoever talks to you?"
A group of people laughed and decided on the itinerary behind, and the atmosphere of a tour group was getting more and more.
Yuan Minghao finally adjusted the guitar and then sang a song "Waiting for You to Get Off" written by Xu Chuan before.
If this is heard by their fans, they will definitely cry and shout that geigei is great.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! However, in Xu Chuan's ears, it is a little better than KTV level. Not to mention the breath, I didn't even find the right tune.
It may sound OK when singing a cappella, but if you add professional audio equipment, you can tell that it will be a disaster.
After the song was sung, there was warm applause in the room, and Xu Chuan also gave a few face-saving shots.
Zhao Yutong leaned over and was not stingy with her praise, "Wow, you sang well, it's really great."
What Yuan Minghao thought was that if Xu Chuan wrote a song for him later, would he refuse first or agreed immediately?
However, you must not be too excited, and make others feel that the other party must give it to you.
Young Master Xu didn't know that the other party had such complicated mental activities. If he knew about it, he would say directly, don't be a fool anymore.
The atmosphere was very warm. Chen Zi looked at Xu Chuan who had been standing by the window and suddenly thought, "Hey, the original singer is here, Xiaochuan, you can have a song."
Chen Zi offended Yuan Minghao without knowing this sentence. The man's face was obviously not very good.
Xu Chuan actually refused, but looking at Brother Yuan's expression, he felt that if he didn't show any regrets.
The reluctant Yuan Minghao took the guitar, Xu Chuan tried a few notes, and then adjusted the strings again.
Everyone found a place to sit down, and the cameras who followed them also walked in with professional cameras. They all knew how rare it was to hear this person singing.
"Sister, what do you want to hear?"
He looked at Chen Zi and asked.
"What, can I still order songs?"
"It's not OK to order songs, but you can say what style you want to hear."
Chen Zi had a smile on her face, "Then you sing a folk song to express the passage of time."
"Sister, so literary."
"You just said it's OK?"
Xu Chuan played two notes, "Then you must like this song."
The melodious guitar sounded, and everyone could hear that it was much cleaner than before.
Yes, it's just clean, and they don't know why they thought of this adjective.
The flowers bloom in spring, the autumn wind and the sunset in winter
The melancholy young I once thought so ignorantly
Time takes away the four seasons and I sing gently in the song
My growth every year in the poems of wind, flowers, snow and moon
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A song by Luo Dayou's "Story of Time" sounded softly in the B&B on this small island