Chapter 384: Returning to China, Becoming Amsterdam

"It's yesterday's news, and yesterday a dreamy blessing ceremony was held on a barren and vast black sand beach in the south of our country. Thousands of red Kong Ming lanterns from the east rose into the sky in the dark, and the fantastical scene caused countless cheers from the people at the scene. ”

"Look, this is a video recorded by one of the people who participated in the event yesterday, when the clock strikes six o'clock, the starry oriental lanterns fly high into the sky and rush to the sea......"

It's big and small news in Iceland, but yesterday's scene is a big deal for Iceland.

#黑沙滩上再次升起的东方灯笼#

This is one of the hot search entries.

At present, only a handful of media outlets on Icelandic websites are reporting on the Christmas lighting ceremony last night, and more attention is paid to the oriental lanterns, for whom this novel prayer ceremony is far more interesting than the traditional lighting ceremony.

Turning the page down, dozens of hot searches are almost all related to what happened yesterday, and Kong Minglan accounts for the majority.

There is even information about Chen Xing.

"Who was the first Asian to put a Hung Ming lantern on the black sand beach?"

"Chen Xing, a native of China, a photographer, this is his Wikipedia, click in and see for yourself."

"It's amazing, I've often seen him by the Lake Tonin recently, I only thought he was handsome than the average Asian, but I didn't expect him to be so talented."

"I've seen that Asian guy with a camera everywhere, isn't he?"

Chen Xing couldn't stay idle in the hotel, so he often ran around Reykjavik with his camera, and when he had enough shots, he would sit on a bench by Lake Tonin to read a book and feed the ducks, so many locals who often went out saw him.

He made a name for himself in Iceland in such a simple way.

Before the Kong Ming Lantern was released before, everyone was just interested in this act, and before the Kong Ming Lantern Ceremony started yesterday, everyone didn't think how many people would go, but who would have thought that most of the young people from the city and the surrounding towns came?

As soon as the incident happened, Chen Xing, the initiator, was immediately dug up.

Now even the little girl at the front desk of the hotel knows that Chen Xing is a big photographer, and every time she sees Chen Xing in and out of the hotel, her eyes are full of stars that she is obsessed with.

Chen Xing complained about this matter with Sister Jiaqian on WeChat, saying: "I will leave in the afternoon the day after tomorrow, so that I can return to China to catch up with the New Year's Day." ”

New Year's Day is not a particularly important festival, the biggest memory point for Chinese people is that New Year's Day can be a three-day holiday, and even many office workers feel that it is better not to take a holiday, and it is quite troublesome to make a holiday.

But for Chen Xing, New Year's Day is the day his first book goes on sale.

He would love to see the book appear in the bookstore.

Chen Jiaqian knew that Chen Xing was going to return to China for Christmas in Iceland, but it was still a little uncomfortable to hear the news suddenly.

It's like an old friend who has known each other for a long time, often eats together, drinks, chats about literature and movies, but suddenly one day this friend is going to leave for a distant place, and no one knows when they will meet again.

This feeling made her feel like a girl's heart was pinched by her hands.

"How many more days will you stay?"

"You forgot, my book is going on sale on New Year's Day, and this is the first book I've ever published, and I want to go back and see it."

"Oh, yes." She sighed inwardly.

The next day, she originally wanted to have another meal with Chen Xing at the hot pot restaurant, but the two temporarily changed their minds and went to the beach with a large bag of snacks and Western-style fast food bought on the street.

Reykjavík is on the seafront, and after about half an hour of walking from the city to the beach, the lighthouse in the distance is still bright and shining in the dark night.

Chen Xing took a sip of beer and said with some emotion: "I came here on the first day I came to Iceland and saw the lighthouse, but I didn't expect to be here when I left, and I didn't expect it to look more beautiful in the dark than last time." ”

"There's a beginning and an end, haha." Chen Jiaqian was also drinking beer, and the two touched the bottle.

"Iceland is such a great place." Chen Xing said, "There are not so many things to worry about between people, the population is small, the country is rich, and the work system is relaxed, no wonder you choose to live here for a long time." ”

Chen Jiaqian asked, "Then are you coming?" I am fluent in foreign languages, and now I can speak Icelandic, so I can help you ask if you can get into the consulate. ”

"Forget it."

Chen Xing refused.

Iceland is too small to accommodate Chen Xing's heart, at least not when he was young. Indeed, Iceland's welfare is very good, but Chen Xing is not at the bottom of society now, and he doesn't need to go to 007, besides, there are so many friends in China.

Today, there are no aurora borealis seen at the seaside.

Another day passed, and the 11 a.m. plane first arrived in Istanbul, and then Istanbul had a direct flight to Tianfu Airport.

Istanbul is not a bad place, and his fame may not be very eye-catching now, but when it comes to his previous name Constantinople, it is estimated that there are many familiar people, and many Chinese people know the name Constantinople.

The legendary Blue Turkey.

Chen Xing saw the city when he was about to land at the airport, it was very beautiful.

If you have time next year, you can come and check it out.

Compared with France and Northern Europe, the city of Istanbul has a completely different style.

After another period of time, Chen Xing arrived at Tianfu Airport on the evening of December 29.

When he landed at night, it was a little regrettable that he didn't see the first time in the country during the day, he watched the dark night in Iceland for a month, and this depression made him especially want to walk around the street during the day, even if there was nothing to do, it was good to take pictures.

It was daylight when he landed in Istanbul, but he didn't have a chance to leave the airport at that time.

Chafing dish...... I won't eat it today.

I've been eating it for a month, so I have to love hot pot.

When I got home, there was no dust in the room for so long, after all, it was a new house that had just been renovated, and there was nothing to eat in the room, so there were no cobwebs, cockroaches or anything.

One of the added benefits of staying in Northern Europe is that you don't see any bugs.

Unlike in southern China, the insects are several circles larger than the insects in the north.

The publishing house that Chen Xing was looking for before was from Rongcheng, and the day after returning to China, Chen Xing went to the Southwest Tourism Publishing House.

There are two reasons why he returned to China, one is that he is also popular in Iceland, and many people are watching him when he goes out, so just like Chen Xing ran to France to hide when he became popular in China, he returned to China this time. The second is to watch my book come public.

So he came over as soon as possible.

The editor in charge of the publication of Chen Xing's travels is called Wang Juncai, and after receiving the news, he was waiting at the front desk downstairs.

When Chen Xing arrived, he was still chatting with the little girl at the front desk.

Southwest Tourism Publishing House knows that it is a special publishing house that publishes travel matters, and there are not as many things as a comprehensive publishing house, so the editor's rest time is also more, if it is not for Chen Xing's book to be published the day after tomorrow, Wang Juncai may be more leisurely.

"Brother Wang." Chen Xing shouted when he saw it.

"Ao, you're here, you're coming, I'll take you to see your book first."

Wang Juncai was also very happy to see Chen Xing, this is the most potential author under him, no matter how famous this author is in the photography industry, just say that the quality of the travelogue surpasses that of many travelogue authors who are halfway home.

He was going to take Chen Xing to the treasury to see the printed books.

"Okay." Chen Xing originally came for this.

I can't read books in the bookstore, although they have been shipped, but only on New Year's Day will the bookstore put Chen Xing's books out.

The warehouse was not in this building, Wang Juncai took Chen Xing to the parking lot to drive, and chatted casually:

"Your book is relatively easy to promote in Yunnan-Guichuan, many large bookstores say that they can give the best position for a week, and the boss in the north is not so easy to talk to, but the new book is also of a high grade, and it is generally very good."

Chen Xing is not a nobody, he was popular once before because of tourism, and he almost became the first in the hot search, and later won the award and became a small fire again.

Therefore, in the provinces with the greatest power of the Southwest Tourism Publishing House, it is still very easy to get good resources, but not in the north. After all, Chen Xinghuo is only very popular in the tourism circle and photography circle, and other ordinary people are tired enough to go to work every day to make money, and they can watch live broadcasts and Douyin at most to entertain themselves after work.

Where do you have the heart to pay attention to any photographer?

"Enough, I haven't fantasized about any plot that will be sold out of stock just after it comes out, and it's already very good to finish this book and have you willing to publish it."

Wang Juncai was not very satisfied with Chen Xing's mentality, and said:

"Chen Xing, you can't think so, you are the author we snatched from many publishing houses, you have to have confidence in yourself, to be honest, if you agree to hold a signing meeting, then the sales on the first day can definitely rank among the top five sales in 24 years."

His book will be released on January 1st, and by then it will be 2024, and the sales of the book will naturally be emptied and recalculated.

At that time, Chen Xing's book appeared on the book sales list because of the signing, which was definitely an advertisement with more than 10 million publicity costs.

"Forget the signing meeting, I'm afraid of getting tired."

From signing at 9 a.m. to closing the mall at 10 p.m., oh my God, this is Chen Xing's life.

Wang Juncai still talked about the benefits of the signing meeting, anyway, Chen Xing will not open on New Year's Day, and there will be opportunities in the future, so we must put the mentality of Chen Xing's salted fish to the table, otherwise Chen Xing will not hold a signing meeting, how will their publishing house make money.

Chen Xing didn't sign this book to their publishing house, if it went well, they could also win Chen Xing's second book.

It's not okay to be so salted all the time.

In modern society, the smell of wine is still afraid of deep alleys.

"By the way, our editor-in-chief asked you to post another video promotion on the beep station, is that okay? After all, it will be released the day after tomorrow, and some fans may not remember this matter for too long after the last video you posted. ”

"Yes." Chen Xing nodded.

He can still do this kind of easy thing.

The warehouse was not far away, and the car quickly stopped in a small factory.

Following Wang Juncai into the factory, he saw three small trucks loading goods at a glance, and the tin box was written in blue paint 'Southwest Tourism Publishing House'.

"It could be your book." Wang Juncai said.

This New Year's Day, they have seven new books to be released, and only two are sent to bookstores across the country, one of which is Chen Xing's, and the other is a female author, who has written four travelogues, and the sales are all very good, which is the top batch of authors in their publishing house.

So Wang Juncai guessed that it was Chen Xing's book as soon as he looked at the license plate.

Wang Juncai went over and handed the driver a few cigarettes, and Chen Xing walked behind to take a look.

Each book was sealed in a bag, stacked neatly in a large cardboard box, and then transported to the truck.

The whole delivery rhythm is orderly.

Chen Xing's heart was very warm when he saw it, and his chest was hot.

In addition to being a photographer, our Lao Chen has also developed a second career, and then he will consider becoming a painter, after all, the painting skills have been obtained, and if he doesn't paint a few classics, he may not be able to live with the brother of the parallel world.

Wang Juncai came over smoking a cigarette and asked, "Do you smoke?" ”

"No, we'll find a bar for a drink in a while, I'll have a treat."

"That's a good feeling, haha, Nine-Eyed Bridge?"

"Then the Nine-Eyed Bridge."

Rongcheng people generally can't stop raising their brows when they talk about Jiuyan Bridge, revealing a meaningful smile.

This place is inseparable from the lights in modern times, anyway, it is a place that does not believe in feelings, Chen Xing likes to go here to drink when he is in China, to enjoy the feeling that others don't know him in the dark, but he is always sought after by girls.

When I walked into the warehouse, I smelled the aroma of ink in my nose, which was particularly refreshing.

His books are piled up here two meters high, like a tower, and occupy a large area in this warehouse. Chen Xing hadn't thought about it so much when he printed it, but now he had a kind of worry about whether he could sell it out.

He himself is very satisfied, and the publisher also likes it, but no one can be sure about the market.

Night.

Rongcheng Nine Eyes Bridge.

This place is the most searched place in Rongcheng every year, and when outsiders think of it, they may have some events in their minds, such as bars and the like, known as Amsterdam, a place where young people blush when they come here.

The lights on this street are all very atmospheric, not very bright, Chen Xing wearing a mask and Wang Juncai are not afraid of being recognized when they pass by here.

However, even if you are not a star, anyone walking here will have a feeling that they are a star.

Because outside every bar, there will be a person with eyes like brass bells, and once your eyes are on him, this person will come to life, waving his hands and shouting, "Handsome guy!" Handsome guy! Come to our bar, we've got a discount on drinks and a band today! ”

Real handsome guys and beautiful women walking on this street are the most popular, and every bar especially wants good-looking people to enter.

A handsome guy can attract a group of girls, and conversely, a beautiful woman can attract a group of men.

Chen Xing was invited several times.

Wang Juncai is a little speechless, he doesn't come here often, but as a person in the cultural industry, he has accompanied some writers to Jiuyan Bridge.

There has never been such a buzz in front of us.

He hissed and said, "This noodle is just like the Yihong Courtyard in ancient times, just a handkerchief!" A handsome guy like you can really walk away in a place like this at night? Don't be beaten up and eaten by those girls. ”

(End of chapter)