Led by An Zhongzai and his female assistant, Ye Zhiqiu and his group walked out of the airport.

This was the first time in his two lives that Ye Zhiqiu came to this country. He looked around curiously. The little girls were also very excited and laughed.

Seeing this, An Zhongzai took the initiative to introduce with a smile: "Mr. Ye, this is your first time here."

"Renchuan Airport is one of the largest and busiest airports in the world. Not long ago, it was rated as the cleanest and best airport by the Airport Council."

When saying this, the middle-aged man had an unconcealed pride in his eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and politely replied: "The building is very unique."

As if he had opened the other party's chatterbox, An Zhongzai said enthusiastically: "Since it's your first time here, Mr. Ye should spend more time traveling and experiencing it."

"It's not far from the airport, you can go to the beautiful Jeju Island, and there is also the mysterious and majestic Halla Mountain! You can see it through the car window on the road later."

"And the food here, you will definitely like it..."

An Zhongzai was excited and talked endlessly, but because he communicated with Ye Zhiqiu in English, his English level seemed to be only average. When talking about the magnificence of Halla Mountain, perhaps he felt that the expression was not appropriate enough, so he added body language.

It must be said that the description with dancing hands and increased volume was quite infectious, and several girls from Times Girls were also attracted.

Wu Niannian couldn't help but ask curiously: "Is it such a high mountain? How many meters above sea level?"

An Zhongzai immediately said: "It's nearly two thousand meters!"

"You must prepare your clothes if you climb Hallasan. You can experience four climates there in one day: spring, summer, autumn and winter. Haha, after all, the altitude is too high. The higher the temperature, the lower it is."

"But if you are not in good health, don't climb to the top of the mountain. You will have altitude sickness."

"Two thousand meters above sea level?"

Hearing this number, Wu Niannian tilted his head and fell into thought.

Perhaps mistaking Wu Niannian for not believing him, Jin Zhong said in an exaggerated tone with a hint of "intimidation": "Don't underestimate the altitude sickness, it can be very..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Niannian's eyes lit up, as if her mind had turned, and she excitedly said: "I remember it!"

"Two thousand meters is a piece of cake~! I've been to Lhasa for tourism before, and the airport is built at an altitude of more than 3,600 meters. I got off the plane and nothing happened."

"..." An Zhong was choked back before he finished speaking, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Wu Niannian was still unaware, and stuck out her tongue and recalled: "But at that time, it was not possible to go to more than 4,000 meters, and oxygen was needed."

On the side, good sister He Xiaoyou gently pulled Wu Niannian's sleeve and signaled with her eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu and the other members of "Girls of the Times" didn't say anything, and a smile flashed in their eyes.

Minister An's eagerness to introduce the excellence of his hometown was good, but this was too exaggerated.

Incheon Airport is quite big and nice, but compared to the one in Beijing... there is still a gap.

And Hallasan, you can brag about the beautiful scenery, but you just brag about the grandeur and height.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, it is still not as high as the altitude when people just got off the plane in Lhasa.

As for Korean food... I really don't know where to start for a while.

Perhaps Wu Niannian accidentally "reminded" him, An Zhong reacted and stopped talking about travel.

A few people walked to the parking lot, and a small bus was sent to pick them up. Of course, it was a brand starting with H.

After the car was on the road, An Zhong couldn't help asking again: "I heard that Mr. Ye is not only an excellent singer in China, but also a very famous screenwriter and novelist."

"It's really amazing, I admire it."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said modestly: "It's just a hobby, just writing casually."

An Zhong nodded and immediately asked: "Mr. Ye's works seem to have been published. How many copies have been sold so far?"

This question really asked Ye Zhiqiu, and he had to think about it.

Now I have published three physical books, "Zhu Xian", "Xian Jian", and "Xian Jian Prequel". I remember that the sales of the first two books were around hundreds of thousands, less than one million.

When I wrote "Xian Jian Prequel", the popularity was much higher, and it was nearly one million.

In addition, the first two books have also been sold one after another. If you calculate it comprehensively, the three books add up...

"About three million copies." Ye Zhiqiu replied.

"Three..." An Zhong was stunned, and seemed to be a little unresponsive to this number, looking at the female assistant with a high ponytail beside him.

The female assistant understood what he meant and silently said a number with her mouth.

His guess was confirmed, and An Zhong finally controlled his expression.Can't help but open her mouth in astonishment.

The young female assistant secretly glanced at the young and overly handsome Ye Zhiqiu, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Three million copies!

What is this concept? He must be a super best-selling novelist!

She saw the news in the newspaper some time ago that a book published by a best-selling novelist in South Korea only sold a few hundred thousand copies...

Although the size of the two countries is different, the gap is too big... It is hard to imagine that the young man who looks more like an idol than an idol actually has such an identity.

You know, in South Korea, such a great writer is very respected, and his social status is completely different from that of an idol, so it is almost incomprehensible for her to have these two identities in the same person.

The ideological concept was once again greatly impacted, and this time An Zhongzai didn't speak.

On the side, several members of Times Girls looked at each other and kept exchanging glances.

The other party... seemed to be a little hit by Director Ye?

In fact, Minister An had no ill intentions, he was just a little... overconfident, but Director Ye was really amazing, anyone would be confused knowing so many titles for the first time.

The rest of the journey was much quieter, only the female assistant occasionally whispered to introduce the scenery on the roadside.

Nearly an hour later, the car drove to a five-star hotel.

According to the female assistant, this is the closest and most upscale hotel to the stadium where the "Asian Music Awards" is held, and many guests who will attend this awards ceremony will stay here.

However, the hotel has limited rooms, and the agency is reluctant to pay such a high accommodation fee, so less famous stars have no chance to stay here, so the people who can be met here are basically people with some status in the Korean entertainment industry.

However, Ye Zhiqiu didn't care about this, anyway, he basically didn't know anyone at the moment.

The organizer booked an executive suite for Ye Zhiqiu, which was indeed quite sincere.

Led by An Zhongzai, the group walked into the luxuriously decorated, spacious and bright hotel lobby. When they looked at the situation in the lobby, the eyes of the Times Girls lit up and said in surprise.

"Look, it's the most popular girl group MISS SIX!"

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