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Chapter 1230: Don’t cut off my highlights (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 1230 Don’t cut off my highlights (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

This time it wasn’t just Sun Chao who came, but also the show’s producer Xia Jing.

Everyone immediately stood up to make room for them. Chen Zi said, "You guys talk, you talk, let's go pack things first."

The three of them sat down at the table in the living room.

Xia Jing said directly, "Director Xu, let's get straight to the point. What do you want?"

Xu Chuan picked his ears and said, "Sister, do you think I am very idle? I just want to remind you that no matter how you play, the final result will still fall on travel."

He handed the phone over, "Also, don't you guys watch the news?"

Xia Jing took it and saw that it said that China and the Chilean government were launching free trade agreement negotiations.

"It's a meeting at the level of a big driver. Do you think they will mention this show when they are chatting? What's more important is whether they will mention me."

"Guess again, does the Chilean government know that I entered the country?"

After the other party finished reading, Xu Chuan took the phone and waved to the two of them, "Let's go back and wait for the call."

Before going out, he stopped the other party again, "I still say the same thing, you can speculate on CP, because I don't know if this show can have a chemical reaction with CP, maybe there will be, who knows."

"But if everyone is to serve as a stepping stone for two CPs, that won't work. In that case, I'll just think of 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, let me make it clearer. If you continue the previous script, I will flip the table. Believe me, as long as I don't say that the trip is over. , none of you can return to China."

In fact, these words are useless, because the filming can be shot normally, but in the end it still depends on the editing.

But as Xu Chuan said before, he likes to say ugly things first.

Returning to the B&B, others were still packing their luggage.

They will stay here for two days, so even now Xu Chuan still doesn't understand why these people's luggage is overweight.

But maybe what he said before had an effect. Everyone packed their luggage quickly and were able to go out to eat before it was 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. Maori, Samoans, Tongans, Tuvaluans, and Hawaiians are all branches of Polynesia. ”

"The B&B we stayed in was a typical South Pacific style."

It was raining outside, and a group of people headed to a well-known local restaurant under umbrellas, and Xu Chuan directly played the role of tour guide.

"In the Aboriginal people, the name of this island is Rapa Nui, Rapa Nui, which means the navel of the world, or the center of the world."

"Why it's called Easter Island? It's because the Dutch navigator Jakob Rogwin discovered the island on April 5, 1722, so he named it Easter Island. It also means that God has resurrected this land. ”

Then he looked at the follow-up camera and said, "You are not allowed to edit this part. Do you know my highlights?"

After hearing what Xu Chuan said, everyone laughed.

"Wow, this name is really romantic." Fifth sister Zhao Yutong said exaggeratedly from the side.

Xu Chuan sighed secretly, "No, this is not romantic at all, because starting from 1805, Western colonists began to capture Rapa Nui people on the island as slaves. At first, they only did it occasionally, but in 1862, Peru The pirates landed on the island in eight ships and captured more than a thousand Rapa Nui people. Almost all the male Rapa Nui people were transported to Peru and sold to local slave owners.”

"Afterwards, under the condemnation of public opinion, the Peruvian government had to order slave traders to release these Rapa Nui people, but by then this group of Rapa Nui people had died and only about 100 people were left. On the way back to Easter Island They contracted smallpox again, and in the end only 15 people returned to their hometown.”

"And they returned with the smallpox virus. In less than a year, there were only a few hundred people left on the island."

"The next year, a French missionary became the first permanent foreigner on the island. He easily converted the disaster-stricken islanders into Christians, destroyed the island's traditional culture, and burned possible records. Langa Langa wooden board with Rapa Nui writing.”

“Twenty-five Lange Lange boards exist and are in museums around the world.”

Sometimes history is so cold. These few words spoken by Xu Chuan may be the only ripples left by an ethnic group in the long history.

Everyone was deep in thought, but Zhao Yutong, who was interrupted by Xu Chuan, seemed to have not heard what he said.

"So it at least has a very romantic name, but how do you know so much about it?"

Xu Chuan almost choked, then looked at the other party with squinted eyes, and avoided the other party's movement towards her, "I found that the fifth sister likes to self-destruct very much."

Of course other people cheered and asked why.

"Because this is all written in the road book, and none of you have read it."

"It's too late..."

"Ha, this is indeed a bit outrageous to say..."

"We'll see when we get back..."

Everyone's atmosphere was actually pretty good, but Xu Chuan was two steps behind and found Zheng Enxi and Rong Zishan. "Can any of you contact that local performance? We'll just go there after dinner."

Originally, the program team arranged other activities, but Xu Chuan rejected them directly. Going out to turn over rocks in the wild at night was such a stupid act.

The restaurant is not far from the B&B. It should be said that the only town on the island is not that big. The entire island has a population of less than 5,000. How big can it be?

This is a restaurant that specializes in Mexican food and seafood. The decoration is very local and has received many positive reviews on some websites.

But their menu is all in Spanish.

So it's no surprise that everyone's eyes are on Xu Chuan.

He didn't think it was too much trouble. He ordered food for everyone before sitting down. Then Chen Zi smiled and asked, "You have finished ordering for us, what about your own?"

Only then did Xu Chuan react and quickly stopped the waiter to ask for another pasta.

The food here isn't terrible, but it's not that bad.

If these big stars weren't really hungry, they probably wouldn't be able to eat.

The atmosphere at the table was quite good. Everyone was tasting each other's food and then praising each other's order.

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 are really hungry."

Chen Zi and others were stunned.

They were not amazed at how much Xu Chuan ate, but they didn't care about eating what others left.

Xu Chuan wiped the last bite of the sauce into his mouth with bread. He was really hungry, but in fact he just didn't like leftovers.

"It's okay if you're not full. I still have instant noodles."

Song Qian was laughing like crazy. In order to maintain her figure, Song Qian, an idol artist, ate less than a rabbit.

So at least three-quarters of what she wanted went into Xu Chuan's stomach.

Xu Chuan sighed, "Hey, I flew tens of thousands of kilometers to eat instant noodles on Easter Island. I will never do such a thing."

Then he acted like he had just come to his senses, "I wonder why your luggage is overweight. It contains instant noodles, right?"

"Haha, yes, I brought a whole box of instant noodles."

Song Qian could see at this time that this person was actually easy to get along with because he never took the others like them seriously.

Although saying this hurts his self-esteem, the other party really doesn't take him seriously.

So, as long as you communicate with him normally, joking or whatever, there's no problem.

This kind of person usually has a very clear bottom line. As long as you don't step on the line, he will enjoy it if you dance on his grave.

"The main thing is that we all have a Chinese stomach." Zhao Yutong said from the side.

Then he immediately got the echo of Yuan Minghao, "Yeah, I really can't get used to eating abroad. Sometimes it's better to eat instant noodles." Zhao Yutong's response was like turning on a switch, which was completely different from the previous response to Jin Daxi and Jin Daxi. Zheng Enxi ignored him and immediately started chatting and laughing with the other party.

Xu Chuan raised his eyebrows, and then thought about it for a while but still didn't say anything. Why do he act like a cockfighting **** every day?

The time was almost up, Chen Zi was about to pay, and then looked at the kid's brother Rong Zishan, "Brother, please bring the money."

Rong Zishan looked confused, then looked at Zheng Enxi, "Did you bring it with you?"

Zheng Enxi looked shocked and didn't know what to say.

"Didn't I ask you to hold it before going out?" Yuan Minghao also felt a little speechless, this unlucky boy.

Rong Zishan pointed at Zheng Enxi, "Didn't you let her take the lead?"

Xu Chuan sat on the other side and said quietly, "Whoever doesn't bring money will be left to wash the dishes."

The boy's brother immediately opened his bag, revealing a wad of cash.

"Hey, you kid, you scared me to death."

Chen Zi covered her chest, looking frightened.

After settling the bill, they planned to go to a SHOW venue in the town to watch a local indigenous performance.

The price is quite impressive, each person costs more than 300 soft sister coins.

The price of goods here is simply a huge pit, but who allowed there to be a giant stone statue here three thousand years ago? To the locals, this is a hen that only lays golden eggs.

There is only one flight every day, and no matter what tourists are here, they are all plundered.

However, Chinese traditions have come and gone, and you still need to see what you need to see.

Anyway, none of them understood this kind of indigenous dance. Xu Chuan only understood, well, he has a good figure.

By the time it was over, it was already almost ten o'clock in the evening.

They first went to the supermarket to buy some necessities such as drinking water, and then returned to the B&B.

It was actually still early, so they washed up one by one, and then went to pick the harvest, while the two little friends continued to communicate about the subsequent itinerary.

Zheng Enxi is quite smart. She has already understood Xu Chuan's way of dealing with problems. Except for the language, she is not very proficient in it, but she has now started to master it.

As for the kid, this kind of stupidity is really rare, but if you call him stupid, he also knows how to put the blame on troublesome things.

But you have to say that he is smart. Even Zhao Yutong, who is like Sister Zhao, plans to kick the original CP and stick to Xu Chuan. This kid didn't even think about establishing a good relationship with Xu Chuan, who holds the largest resources in the Chinese entertainment industry.

The rain has stopped now, but the wind is very strong. Xu Chuan leans against the window and can see the dark clouds in the sky moving rapidly with the wind, and the moonlight is looming in the clouds.

The laughter of several women occasionally came from the living room. They were helping Zheng Enxi plan his subsequent itinerary, confirm accommodation and rent a car.

Yuan Minghao and Rong Zishan were playing guitar and occasionally singing a few lines.

Xu Chuan took out his cell phone and sent a message to Fiennes, asking everyone to rest and that their alert level could be lowered.

"Hey, which one of you can drive a manual car?"

The fifth sister, who always called people, shouted loudly, but it was Yuan Minghao she looked at.

The other party hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "I can't open it."

"That's troublesome."

In order to solve the problem of carry-on luggage, they plan to rent a pickup truck, which can not only transport people but also carry luggage.

However, pickup trucks only have manual transmission. Those who rarely drive, and even when they do drive, always use automatic transmission, have never encountered this.

"It's okay, you can rent it, I can drive it." Xu Chuan said.

Song Qian asked, "Hey, you have a C1 driver's license, we all passed the C2 test."

Xu Chuan rolled his eyes, "A group of roadkill."

"Oh, who are you talking about?"

"Whoever talks to whom."

A group of people were laughing and joking as they decided on the next itinerary, and the atmosphere became more and more like a tour group.

Yuan Minghao finally tuned the guitar, and then played and sang a song called "Waiting for You to End get out of class" written by Xu Chuan before.

If their fans hear this, they will definitely cry and shout that geigei is great.

However, in Xu Chuan's ears, it was simply better than the KTV level. Not to mention the breath, the tone was not right.

It may sound okay when you sing a cappella, but if you add professional audio equipment, you can tell that it is a complete disaster.

After singing the song, there was warm applause in the room, and Xu Chuan also gave him a few pats on the back.

Zhao Yutong leaned over and praised without hesitation, "Wow, you sang well, it's really great."

But what Yuan Minghao was thinking was, if Xu Chuan wrote a song for him later, should he decline it first or agree immediately.

However, you must not show too much excitement. You must make others feel that the other party must give it to you.

How could Young Master Xu know such complicated inner activities of the other party? If he knew about it, he would definitely say directly, "Don't be such a fool anymore."

The atmosphere was very lively. Chen Zi looked at Xu Chuan who had been standing by the window and suddenly thought, "Hey, the original song is here, Xiaochuan, you can sing one."

Chen Zi offended Yuan Minghao even before he knew it. The man's expression was obviously not good.

Xu Chuan actually refused, but looking at Brother Yuan's expression, he felt that he would be sorry if he didn't show it.

Taking the guitar from the reluctant Yuan Minghao, Xu Chuan tried a few notes and then re-tuned the strings.

Everyone found a place to sit down, and the cameraman who was filming also walked in with a professional camera. They all knew how rare it was to hear this singer sing.

"Sister, what do you want to hear?"

He looked at Chen Zi and asked.

"Why, can I still order songs?"

"You can't request songs, but you can tell me what style you want to listen to."

Chen Zi had a smile on her face, "Then you sing a folk song to express the passage of time."

"Sister, you are so artistic."

"Can you just say it's okay?"

Xu Chuan played two notes and said, "Then you must like this one."

The melodious sound of the guitar sounded, and everyone could hear that Yuan Minghao played much cleaner than before.

Yes, it's clean, and they don't know why they thought of this adjective.

The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter

In my melancholic youth, I once thought this ignorantly