Rebirth in the 1980s and 1990s

() I won’t say anything else. You know, this is the fifth update of Frog. I recommend collecting it!

"Zhang Zhenyi, I'm here!"

At the exit of the station, the young man had already separated from the people from the city hall. They would be received by the people from the London City Hall. The young man had to say goodbye to the beautiful flight attendant with a smile on his face, and came to the exit with the big man Wang Chaojun.

At the entrance of the station, he suddenly entered a world full of blue eyes and blond hair. The young man seemed a little familiar. This was just because he had lived in this environment for more than ten years and did not feel strange at all. On the contrary, the imperial army found it extremely incredible that he had actually run to the empire.

Is the inside of communism coming?

Just when the two of them were standing at the exit of the station at a loss, suddenly, in the queue of pick-up personnel in the distance, there was a crisp voice calling the boy's name, and the unique Chinese language filled the ears.

It was particularly prominent in the world of birdsong. The young man saw Chen Lirong standing in the crowd at a glance, and then he pulled the man and squeezed outside.

Along the way, the man stepped on someone's shoe rudely. He immediately heard a "**" sound coming into his ears. Wang Chaojun suddenly looked in the direction of the sound. The bloated man who was yelling at him stared at him.

He suddenly fell silent.

"What the hell, the British guy turns out to be a bully!"

The man muttered something, which made the boy want to laugh. This guy is so funny. In his heart, the British are a different species from us. They are not from outer space. They are almost catching up with the Yangtze River Seven

Number.

"My little boss, you came very quickly. You are here now. There are still several days before the press conference. How about I take you to various places in London?"

Chen Lirong looked at the boy who had changed so much after just a few months, and was a little surprised. A monster is a monster, and he looks different from others. At the age of eleven, he has the body of a fourteen-year-old child.

He is almost catching up with the old man in age.

In fact, Chen Lirong is not a direct descendant of the Chen family, but a child adopted by Chen Boran in an orphanage. This was a political mission at the time. As an orphan, he later called Chen his father, but called his children cousins.

It's really strange.

"Huh? Who is this?"

Looking at the bearded man in front of her, Chen Lirong was a little surprised.

"Come on, this is my new assistant Wang Wang, Wang Chaojun. He is a talent that even the old man envies. Brother Wang, this is what I told you before. Miss Chen Lirong, he is the old man's little girl. You

But don't offend her, otherwise she will be enough to make you drink a pot if she goes back to sue you."

"Zhang Zhenyi, you-"

The girl was obviously angry. She actually arranged herself in front of her. Am I so unreasonable? I——

"Hello, Miss Chen, just call me Chao Chaojun!"

"Hello, Brother Wang, just like Zhang Zhenyi, I will call you Brother Wang. Please take good care of you in the future! I also work for this small capitalist."

"Okay, you two, you are scowling in front of me. It's not polite. I haven't eaten yet. I'm very hungry. Go find a place to eat quickly. Let's taste what a British meal tastes like today. I'm a common man today.

I’m so happy, I exchanged shotguns for cannons, and came to London for a feast—”

Singing a nondescript tune, the young man took the lead and walked out of the hall. Before the two of them could wait, he hailed a taxi at the door and spoke fluent English casually.

"Are you coming?"

The young man shouted to the stunned two people behind him, causing the passengers passing by to look sideways. The two men immediately glared at each other and ran over. Wang Chaojun extremely seriously let the young man get into the back seat and then entered.

The passenger compartment looks a bit weird due to its different location from the domestic one.

"Where are you going? Chinese."

"Well? How do you know we are Chinese?"

Looking at the older taxi driver in front of him, the young man was suddenly confused. Could it be that he had the word "Chinese" written on his face?

"Hahaha, I know, I know you are Chinese, because you speak Chinese, I can also say, 'Hello!'"

The nondescript foreigner's accent immediately made the young man laugh a little, but he smiled kindly and said a few words of praise. It was rare to meet a foreigner who could speak Chinese. Even though it was only two words, it was not easy at this time. In fact, it was not easy to meet a foreigner who could speak Chinese.

He would have never imagined that there are not many masters who can drive here. With the increasing exchanges between China and Britain, many Chinese will come to London.

“Send us to Chinatown!”

Chen Lirong said with a smile, but unexpectedly she was interrupted by the young man as soon as she opened her mouth.

“Don’t go to this place!”

In fact, Chinatown in London at this time was not very good. Some people in China later thought it was a good place. In fact, it was squeezed out by all parties, and the environment was not good. The internal chaos made the teenager not want to go there. In the past, in the United States

I have seen a similar situation in Chinatown.

Chen Lirong saw that the young man's interest was waning, so she stopped insisting and mentioned the name of a place casually. It must be a place to eat that she had just found recently.

After a group of people had lunch in a Western restaurant, they rushed back to the hotel they had booked early. They took a look at the street scene in London. They looked really shocked. Both the environment and the architecture were different from those in domestic cities. Maybe

It will be another twenty years before any city can have such a scene.

In fact, in the psychology of teenagers, I am not very happy when I look at other people's beautiful houses and cities. I don't think my mother is ugly. No matter how backward my motherland is, it is still my own. No matter how good other people's is, it is still other people's. There is always some difference.

The young man did not consider himself a hero who would shed blood and sacrifice his life for his country, but he also hoped that his country would be strong and prosperous. Looking at the rapidly retreating streets outside the car window, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

Time always passes by unknowingly, and more than half of the four days have passed. Zhang Zhenyi and Wang Chaojun slept in the hotel for two full days to suffer from jet lag, and then let Chen Lirong lead them around London.

In a whole day, I learned some basic etiquette, bought a dress for the press conference, and then prepared to meet with people from Bloomsbury Publishing Company.

When they met for the first time, the young man was full of expectations.

"Hi, dear Ms. Chen, won't you introduce me to the magical Oriental Zhang?"

Ben still looked like he didn't deserve a beating.

The two parties finally met on the last day of May. In order to entertain the teenager, a welcome party was specially held at the company's headquarters. During the whole day, they were in the company to introduce publishing matters and some press conferences to the teenager.

There is still a short rehearsal, which is like filming a TV show, but according to Ben, this is to protect the image of the company and the writer. This is the first time they have published a foreign language book written by a Chinese.

And he is also an eleven-year-old magical oriental boy.

"Hello! Ben, this is the creator of the book you have always wanted to meet, and also my boss, Mr. Zhangzhenyi from China. Zhenyi, this is Ben Frey, the vice president of Bloomsbury Publishing Company

Mr. Derek, the one who spoke to you on the phone."

"Nice to meet you, Ben."

"Oh, mygod! I actually met you. I'm very happy to meet you. Mr. Zhenzhenyi. I have to say that your Chinese names are really difficult to pronounce. I still can't pronounce them correctly. Please forgive me for my mistakes.

.”

"Hahaha! No problem. We Chinese have a broad and profound culture. Chinese characters have thousands of years of history. I'm very happy if you can tell me!"

The young man immediately became happy. This guy was really familiar with himself and had a distinct Western personality. However, it seemed that they were really optimistic about this book. No wonder the original author failed more than ten times in a row, but was finally sold by this book.

The little-known second-rate publishing house took a fancy to this work, and it seems that it has some foresight.

"Okay, Ben, now that you have met me, should we discuss tomorrow's press conference and the publication plan of this book? I am very curious about how your company plans to produce this book.

Long time.”

Westerners are not as polite as Chinese people. The young man learned this skill in his previous life. He does not delay and handles business matters. Ben was immediately delighted to find that this young author seemed to know his company's ideas very well, and then the group walked into the company.

Unfortunately, the company's boss, Newton Carney, is not here. Instead, he has gone to contact tomorrow's press conference. In order to become an instant hit, he is personally making the final preparations.