Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

After watching and listening for a while, Zhang Xuan was a little confused.

Why does this prototype of Mark Helmer's design sound a bit like the Sands Hotel in Singapore in later generations?

This hotel consists of three buildings, with an outdoor super swimming pool above the head, which is very famous in the world.

But the problem is that it’s expensive!

The most expensive hotel in the world.

The total cost in 2010 was as high as 4 billion pounds.

How can we get 3 billion yuan today?

Shanghai Jinmao Daxia, which just started construction this year, only costs 5 billion yuan!

Thinking of the cost, he almost sentenced the design to death, but Zhang Xuan still listened carefully and calmly.

This is his good habit. He will not rudely reject other people's achievements halfway.

That's disrespectful to people.

After listening for about 40 minutes, Zhang Xuan quietly winked at Chen Min next to him and walked out of the shop.

Chen Min's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Qiu Boren in tacit understanding, and then followed him out.

Coming outside, Zhang Xuan asked: "How much does this landmark building cost?"

Chen Min knew what he meant and said truthfully: "It's still in the theoretical verification stage, and the cost hasn't been calculated yet."

Zhang Xuan sighed, "The things look good, but I don't necessarily have that much money."

Chen Min was at the bottom of his mind at this moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "I understand. I will discuss with you and calculate the budget as soon as possible."

"good."

After chatting in detail for a few minutes, Zhang Xuan walked directly to the roadside and hailed a taxi to leave in order not to hurt himself.

"What do you want from me?"

As soon as Zhang Xuan arrived at the classroom with his books, before Zhang Xuan could sit firmly on his buttocks, Little Eleven came from the front.

Xiao Shiyi sat down next to each other and said, "Do you want to perform on a show at the New Year's Day party?"

Zhang Xuan was confused: "New Year's Day is the day after tomorrow. Aren't you already rehearsing the program? How can you add a program temporarily?"

Xiao Shiyi looked at him with bright eyes: "Of course others are not qualified, but you are an exception."

Zhang Xuan was speechless: "Who ordered you to come?"

Little Eleven said: "The result of our school's student union's joint discussion?"

Zhang Xuan asked: "School student union? What if I don't go?"

Xiao Shiyi replied: "You are a great writer, you are the winner of the Mao Dun Literature Award, no one dares to turn their eyes away."

Zhang Xuan laughed and said, "I'm going, what's in it for you?"

Xiao Shiyi glanced around, tore up a piece of paper, and wrote: It's no good, I won't trade you for any good.

Zhang Xuan read the note, thought about it and wrote: Then what are you planning?

Chapter 11: With your current status, it will be difficult to see you perform at school in the future. We all want to watch it again.

Zhang Xuan replied: Let’s talk about it later.

Seeing that he was perfunctory, Xiao Eleven crumpled the note into a ball and stopped worrying about the topic. Then he opened the textbook and listened carefully to the lecture and took notes.

Let’s talk about it, let’s talk about it, on New Year’s Day, Xiao Shiyi still got him by tricking him.

She asked everyone on stage if they wanted a great writer to sing a song?

The people below didn't take it too seriously, so of course they applauded loudly.

As a result, Zhang Xuan had to go on stage and sang a song that everyone is familiar with, "The Sound of the Waves Are Still".

Zhang Xuan, as an old man and a big celebrity, was very open-minded. He could move and sing in any way he wanted. Everyone in the audience laughed and sang along, and it turned into a big chorus in no time.

The atmosphere was so exciting that all the teachers and students present were carried away.

After the song ended, Xiao Shiyi excitedly gave him a solid hug backstage.

"The singing is so good, I feel like you are singing in a concert." Xiao Shiyi murmured with a smile.

Zhao Liang, the male host next to him, looked at the two of them with a smile on his face. Knowing Xiao Shiyi's thoughts, he was already used to it.

It's just that Zhao Liang was feeling sad in his heart silently. He himself once had a crush on Xiao Eleven, but since he found out who Xiao Eleven liked, he reached out and strangled his thoughts to death!

Can't compare! Can't afford it! This is Zhao Liang's idea.

Zhao Liang felt that he could not offend Xiao Shiyi, and Zhang Xuan also felt that he could not offend her.

Looking at Wen Hui not far behind the stage, Zhang Xuan was almost shocked out of his soul and said quickly: "Okay, okay, don't use your poor excuse to take advantage of me."

After his little thought was exposed, Xiao Eleven also glanced at Wen Hui not far away with his peripheral vision.

Seeing Wen Hui looking this way, she let go of him and ran to the stage.

Zhang Xuan frowned, looked at each other silently, and left the backstage without saying hello.

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library.

Not long after Zhang Xuan, Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu sat down, Xiao Shiyi sent him a letter.

Since the New Year's Day party, Zhang Xuan has become wary every time he sees Xiao Shiyi.

I'm afraid this woman has done something wrong.

But this time he thought too much.

After Xiao Shiyi gave him the letter obediently, he followed Gu Run and Xie Yi to another study room.

"Whose letter?" Du Shuangling glanced at Xiao Shiyi who was walking away without any trace, and asked with a smile.

"It's from Luo Lin." Zhang Xuan handed the envelope to her.

"Am I asking you questions again?"

"Yeah, I think so too."

Seeing that Du Shuangling didn't answer the letter, Zhang Xuan simply opened the letter.

This time the letter was different from the past. It was much thinner, with only two pages of letter paper inside.

The first page of the stationery is still asking questions as usual.

But it's not about the details, it's about the logic of the final finish.

And the number of questions was much less than usual, only three.

Second page of letter: Rowling told him that Harry Potter was almost finished and she was very satisfied and thanked him for his teachings during this period.

At the same time, Luo Lin also said that she had made a decision, but could not tell him for the time being, and hoped to bring surprises to Zhang Xuan in the future.

surprise?

What surprise? What kind of surprise qualifies as a surprise?

Zhang Xuan looked at the letter, thoughtfully.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xuan couldn't think of what the surprise would be, so Zhang Xuan simply didn't think about it.

But there was a strange feeling in her heart. Luo Lin knew her, and she felt like she had butterfly wings.

The first Harry Potter book, which was supposed to be completed in the second half of 1995, was actually completed more than half a year ahead of schedule.

It is conceivable that with his own generous teachings, today's Harry Potter can be regarded as a completely different person.

I just don’t know if Rowling can successfully publish it this time?

If Rowling becomes famous early, will she still remember her kindness?

Regarding this issue of people's hearts, especially the hearts of Westerners, to be honest, he is not sure.

But after all the help, Zhang Xuan didn't care about that much.

Anyway, he just tossed the bait casually. As for whether the fish took the bait or not, he would not lose much.

At most, it’s just a few registered mail stamps and stationery, not worth much.

If the fish really takes the bait.

Let’s not talk about the actual financial benefits. At least I have one more friend, which can be regarded as one more path.

With this in mind, Zhang Xuan picked up his pen and started to reply.

ps: Monthly tickets are a bit scarce, please give me monthly tickets.