The queen's eyes showed helplessness, no wonder the Chinese people called Wang Huan the king of trouble, and now it seems that this title is really appropriate. She shook her head and diverted the topic: "Mr. Wang Huan, Grace has been practicing piano music recently, but when she is studying "Dedicated to Alice", she always feels that she is not in place, I wonder if you can guide her?"

"Oh?"

Wang Huan was slightly stunned and looked at Grace.

Little Lori was tense, and her eyes showed nervousness, like Wang Huan's expression when he visited his parents' home when he was a child.

He understood at a glance that the queen invited him this time, in addition to giving him a medal, she also wanted him to be a teacher.

Wang Huan hadn't spoken yet.

The queen continued: "Also, Grace's cultural class is not very good. If you have a good way, Mr. Wang Huan, I hope to be able to make some suggestions. ”

Poor child.

Wang Huan thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty, in fact, Her Royal Highness the princess is smart and intelligent. Her slight lack of piano and cultural lessons may not be due to her lack of learning, but for other reasons. In Huaxia, there is a saying that goes like this: interest is the best teacher. Her Royal Highness is still young, and I don't think it's necessary to force her to study, but to tutor her according to her interests and hobbies. In this way, it will have the effect of doing more with less. If she is not interested, but we force her to study, it will be counterproductive. ”

Hearing Wang Huan's words, the queen had a thoughtful look in her eyes.

And Grace was pleasantly surprised, and her good impression of Wang Huan was rising.

Before the queen could think it through, Wang Huan continued: "Of course, there is a saying in Huaxia: practice makes perfect. In other words, if Her Royal Highness the princess does not study well, then she must not practice enough, and it has little to do with the teacher. Since the piano piece is not up to standard, practice it a hundred times. If you don't meet the standard, practice it another 500 times. If you don't meet the standard again, then practice a thousand times, two thousand times...... I don't believe that if you practice like this, Your Royal Highness won't be able to play a good piano music. ”

Grace's smile froze.

Qiqi was dumbfounded.

Chad was dumbfounded.

I wiped it, what do you want to do Wang Huan?

The queen took a deep breath: "Mr. Wang Huan, according to what you mean, when we tutor Grace, should we come according to her interests, or let her train repeatedly?"

Wang Huan showed an unfathomable smile: "You taste, you taste." ”

Next, Wang Huan and Qiqi retired and left Buckingham Palace.

The Queen and Chad looked at each other.

The queen asked, "Chad, do you understand what Wang Huan meant?"

Chad shook his head: "Master Wang Huan has the essence of Chinese speech, and there is a hidden mystery, so I don't understand." ”

The queen pondered for a while: "Wang Huan's two paragraphs just now make sense, but they contradict each other when they are understood. Otherwise, determine where Grillet's interests are, and then teach according to her interests. If Grace doesn't learn well, then practice makes perfect. ”

Chad thought so: "Her Majesty said yes. ”

The queen made a decision in her heart, and she looked at little Lori: "Greile, what do you like?"

Grace: "Harry Potter." ”

Queen: "???"

Chad: "???"

......

......

At five o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, Wang Huan and Qiqi boarded the flight back to Huaxia.

At this moment, Murdo, who was also preparing to return to the United States, received a call from the president of The Times again.

There was a hint of excitement in the president's voice: "Boss, you guessed too accurately, although today's "Times" has been issued with 200,000 copies, it is still sold out by the people. The newspaper had a record circulation of 850,000 copies on this day. This is a remarkable achievement. ”

Murdo's eyes lit up: "This is indeed a remarkable achievement, enough to increase the influence of The Times in the UK." But tomorrow Prince William's wedding will be back in heat. Starting tomorrow, the circulation of the newspaper will return to its original level, and the maximum number of copies will be increased by 50,000 copies. ”

The president said, "I think so too. ”

......

......

January 12th.

For the average populace, it's just an ordinary day.

On this day, two days have passed since Prince William's wedding.

On this day, Wang Huan had just returned to the magic capital of Huaxia.

On this day, Grande, oh no, it was Grande who was still recuperating at home.

UK, countless newsstands.

There are quite a few waiting in the morning.

Among these people are old people and middle-aged people, but what is strange is that there are many young people, even a few children who are only in their teens, and everyone looks anxiously, looking at the side of the street from time to time, muttering why the boss has not come yet.

Benson is a small newsstand owner. At six o'clock in the morning, Benson rode his bicycle early and carried a large stack of today's latest newspapers to the newsstand, which is his daily routine.

As soon as he arrived at the newsstand, he looked surprised.

At this time, it would be nice to have one or two people waiting for him to open the door. But today there was a long line in front of the newsstand, and there were more than a dozen people waiting for him.

"What's the situation?"

Benson muttered to himself, "Could it be that something big happened in the world yesterday? But no, I've read these newspapers, and there is no major news at all, and Prince William's wedding is over." Why are so many people coming to buy newspapers? There are still children waiting here. Oh God, what kind of family is the parents? It's so inhuman to let your children come early in the morning to buy newspapers in such a cold winter. ”

He skillfully unloaded the newspaper from the car and set it up in the newsstand.

Just a minute later, the window door of the newsstand was opened.

Standing at the front was a man in a suit in his thirties.

Benson smiled professionally, "Hey, good morning, sir, what newspaper do you need?"

The man nodded and said, "Bring me a copy of The Times." ”

"Okay. ”

Benson immediately pulled one out of a nearby stack of The Times and handed it over. At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: "The Times" sold well yesterday, and I entered a hundred newspapers and actually sold out, thanks to Prince William and Master Wang Huan. I only bought fifty copies today, and I don't know if I'll sell them out.

After the man left, a second old man came up to him: "I want a copy of The Times." ”

Hey?

It's the Times again?

Benson pulled out a newspaper again and handed it over.

The third person was a child.

Benson said gently, "Hey, young man, what newspaper are you going to buy?"

The child said, "Uncle, please bring me a copy of The Times." ”

It's still The Times!

Benson noticed something unusual. However, what happened next shocked him and almost lost his ability to think.

"A copy of The Times. ”

"Two copies of The Times. ”

"A copy of The Times, thank you. ”

“......”

Times!

Almost all of them are going to The Times!

In the end, Benson almost mechanically took out one newspaper after another and handed it over, and the fifty copies of the newspaper, which usually took at least ten hours to sell, were sold out in less than an hour, and there were even many people behind him who came to ask, what the hell was going on?

But whatever the reason, Benson knew that the business opportunity was coming!

He immediately made a phone call: "Rhea, I still need to buy a hundred copies of The Times, and it is now, please send someone to deliver it, and I was going to pay five pounds." ”

Rhea's voice came: "Saorui, Benson, your call is late, I received more than a dozen calls just now, and the Times here has been taken by them, but the Sun, the Daily Telegraph, The Guardian, etc. are all in stock, do you want these newspapers?"

I want a ghost.

Benson scolded in his heart, he still has a lot of these newspapers here, and he wants the Times!!

After he hung up the phone, he hurriedly dialed several other contact methods, but after a few minutes, he regretfully put down the phone.

No!

Nowhere else!

The Times is out of stock in all channels!

Looted by the crazy newsstand owner.

......

......

10am UK time.

Murdo, who had just arrived in the United States, received another call from the president of The Times. This time, the president's voice was shocked and incredulous.

Murdo just listened to a few words and immediately exclaimed:

"What?sold out in four hours?!"

(End of chapter)