The four-hour flight was short in Qin Jian's memory, and with a girl sitting next to him who took the initiative to talk to him from time to time, he was not so bored along the way.

If this lying trip is defined as Qin Jian's vacation trip, then this is an extremely good start.

Regarding the matter of being accosted, Qin Jian has not been very handy in handling it.

He basically played the role of a listener throughout the trip.

Occasionally, he would interject briefly to show that he was still online.

The girl didn't think Qin Jian was dull, she felt that silent men were more flavorful, especially silent men with good looks.

The girl also thought that Qin Jian's hands were very good-looking, and the piano tattoo seemed to her to make these hands more storytelling.

Before the plane landed, the girl took the initiative to ask Qin Jian for contact information.

To be honest, Qin Jian hesitated for a moment, but finally refused.

The hesitation was out of politeness, and the refusal was because he really felt a little troublesome.

However, the girl was also generous, and seeing that Qin Jian was not active at all, she didn't say anything.

After the plane stopped, in the safe passage, he followed Qin Jian and got off the plane.

Seeing that they were going to separate, the girl couldn't help but ask Qin Jian's name in the end.

Qin Jian still has the same expression that you ask casually, I just don't say it.

"Stingy," the girl said with a cute and charming little white eye, "I know that I won't get pregnant." ”

"Qin Jian. ”

Qin Jian didn't want to be a stingy man, and it made sense to say the other party's words.

Then he took out his phone and glanced at it, then turned and walked in the other direction, "Good luck." ”

Qin Jian, good luck.

Looking at Qin Jian's back, the girl smiled without being salty, her little face looked innocent and pure, but she always had such a faint foxy energy, and it was itchy to see too much.

"Fun~"

Then she disappeared into the crowd at the airport.

...

After picking up his luggage, Qin Jian followed the route given by Liao Linjun and then got on the airport subway, and about forty-five minutes later, he felt his first breath of outdoor air.

Looking around at the group of hurried pedestrians who he didn't see from time to time, feeling Oslo being stained golden red by the dusk, Qin Jian immediately liked this feeling.

The feeling of keeping a distance between people, as well as the humidity of the air and the view at dusk, made him feel extra relaxed.

Immediately after that, a familiar figure reappeared.

Qin Jian pushed the box and walked towards Old Potter quickly, and the other party also walked towards him with a big grin.

Hug it.

Intimate friendship between men.

"Uncle. Qin Jian spoke German, and this time he planned to practice his spoken English.

Old Potter rarely didn't correct him, but there was no trace of kindness on his face with a wicked smile, "jian~"

An old man and a young man don't seem to have to reminisce at all, and the state of getting along with them has been planted as early as the coffee table and piano hall.

Old Porter boasted that he had done a great thing in the past six months, but Qin Jian didn't say anything to him.

"You'll know when you get there. ”

These words whetted Qin Jian's appetite, "Shall we go directly to Bergen now?"

Bergen, Norway's second largest city, was the destination of Qin Jian's trip, and now the two have just boarded a double-decker sightseeing bus in Oslo, the capital of Norway.

"No, no, no, today we'll spend the night in Oslo and relax," Old Porter smiled mysteriously.

Although I don't understand what it means to relax, Qin Jian feels that it is necessary to relax.

He couldn't help but look forward to the next trip, "So where are we going now?"

Blowing the sea breeze and looking at the colorful city streetscape, people unconsciously feel comfortable. Fire extinguished

Porter: "Let's go back to the hotel and put our luggage, and then we'll have an authentic grilled seafood." ”

Bus arrives at the station.

After checking in to the hotel, Qin Jian took a shower, cleaned up briefly, and after sending a text message to report safety, he finally sent a voice message to Duan Ran: "I just took a shower, and I'm going to have a big meal with Uncle Potter, hahaha." ”

Then Duan Ran's voice came back: "Hmph, hum~ don't take me!"

Qin Jianyile: "Come on." ”

Duan Ran: "I want to practice!"

It could be heard that Duan Ran was in a very good mood, and Oslo and Paris were both in the Eastern Time Zone, which made her feel that their time to get up and go to bed could be synchronized again.

Let it go: come on and I'll take pictures of you when it's delicious

Duan: I can't hear it, I can't hear it

“jian！”

There was an urging outside the door, Qin Jian didn't reply to Duan Ran's information, and changed into a casual summer and spring clothes, which was very suitable for the weather in Norway at this time.

Everywhere there are lights, and Oslo is colorful.

Old Porter took Qin Jian to an open-air restaurant, which was very lively, with charcoal fire and champagne, as well as live seafood and Egyptian craft beer.

"It's a good wine. ”

Qin Jian ordered a glass of local famous beer at the old man's recommendation, accompanied by charcoal-grilled oysters, which was a beauty.

Oysters are a good thing.

Old Potter ate a lot, and Qin Jian also ate a lot.

After a seafood feast, Qin Jian leaned on the recliner and blew the sea breeze, burping comfortably.

"Uncle, where are we going in a while?" Qin Jian didn't want to move lazily.

Old Porter on the other side was about the same, "Where do you want to go?"

"Grieg Memorial. Qin Jian blurted out, when he was passing by the road just now, he noticed it.

As a leader of the Norwegian music school, Grieg's memorial is a must-see on Qin Jian's itinerary, and if he can go to see it today, he is certainly willing.

However, it was obvious that the old man was a little disappointed by Qin Jian's words, and the old man shook his head, "Jian, you are already an adult man. ”

"Prizes. ”

Qin Jian really didn't want to say one more word.

The two of them lay down for a while, and Old Potter got up, "We have to go." ”

After a while, Qin Jian's tiredness when he had just eaten passed over, and he sat up as he spoke, "Grieg Memorial Hall?"

Old Potter looked at him and said seriously, "Grieg is from Bergen, believe me, you should go to Bergen for a good visit." ”

Qin Jian thought about it, anyway, he had to live in Bergen for at least one to two months, and he was not in a hurry for a while, "So, where are we going next?"

Old Potter couldn't help but smile filled with a peculiar taste of a foreign old man, "Follow me." ”

...

...

Oslo time, 21:32.

FlisOgViltClub

Qin Jian never imagined that Old Porter would take him to an exotic nightclub, under the flickering of laser blue light, the DJ was restless in the audience, and in the entire dance floor space, all kinds of twisting bodies seemed to be wanton venting and like mutual temptation.

"It seems that the situation is similar. ”

With the restless music, Qin Jian gradually felt a sense of relaxation, but this kind of place is suitable for decompression.

The two of them arrived at a second-floor booth, and Old Porter ordered two cocktails, and the skilled orderer was like a regular here.

"Uncle, are you a regular visitor here?" Qin Jian asked loudly.

"You're right!" said Old Potter, shaking his head like an old hippie.