Yang Can smiled slightly, picked up the knife and fork, and Xia Meng cut the snowflake steak angrily.
"You. Don't drink alcohol..." Xia Meng watched Yang Can gently shaking the red wine glass, and said bitterly.
Yang Can narrowed her mouth, knowing that she was worried that she hadn't slept well all night, and had been doing that kind of stuff, and she would not be able to stand drinking "chaotically", and smiled: "Don't worry, I don't usually get drunk, too. I will not mainly ask women to go to the hotel."
Xia Meng looked at him indignantly, always feeling that he could see through what he was thinking, a little aggrieved, and wanted to refute, but what this rogue said was the truth. It was indeed the one who took the initiative to bring the drunk him to the hotel...
"You're such a big bad guy... No one in this world is worse than you..." Xia Meng blushed and sighed quietly. She felt like Yang Can could do nothing in her heart. She obviously should be angry, but how could she be angry? What kind of sweet taste? I just feel that Yang Can sits opposite to him, and I feel satisfied. I just think that this meal will never be finished. There is even a ridiculous idea in my heart. It would be great if the two of them never leave this hotel.
After eating, Yang Can stood in front of the French windows and smoked, looking at the towering high-rise buildings in Nanshi, there was a lot of traffic. He didn't think that his motherland was really changing with each passing day and the weather was changing, and he felt a little emotional in his heart.
Turning around, he beckoned to Xia Meng, "Come here, girl, let's see how our mainland compares to yours in Taiwan?"
"Come here and you... Come here if you ask me to come..." Although Xia Meng was muttering in her small mouth, she still walked over. Seeing the direction of Yang Can's finger, she also nodded in style: "Taiwan Over there, only Taipei City can compare to Nanshi City... When I was here before, I heard people say that the mainland is still dirty, "chaotic" and bad. I didn't expect it to be completely different from what I thought."
Yang Can frowned and said, "Stupid... These are all political rumors. You believe them all..."
Xia Mengqiao's face blanked his eyes anger, and said angrily, "Just you bad guy is smart, then close your eyes and think about what Mumbai in India looks like?"
Yang Can was taken aback, and he thought for a while and he laughed: "A lot of Indian slums, a lot of rubbish slums." Indeed, if you just search on the Internet, you will know that Mumbai is now a modern city, and he However, the impression of the Chinese government has stayed a few decades ago. This is the same as people in other places think of China. This is the magical effect of the subtle influence of the media, which has caused a huge gap between people’s perception and reality.
Yang Can felt that he had never mentioned this Taiwanese girl this time, so he twisted her face directly: "Today you are so behaved, I can fulfill a wish. What you say, as long as I can do it, I can do it. Satisfy you."
A smile flashed in Xia Meng's eyes, and she leaned over and said, "You are not afraid that I want you to have a car and a house? You are rich now. I will knock you out as an investment anyway. House prices in the Mainland will only rise but not fall."
"You little "traitor" Chamber of Commerce will do such a cheap business?" Yang Can squeezed her delicate nose.
"Oh... You really know me a little bit. Of course, I wouldn't be so cheap. Talking about money is so vulgar... My life is to pursue my ideals. Why don't you help me realize my ideals..." Xia Meng Qingxiu's face With a slight smile, he pinched Yang Can's chin and said.
"Ideal, you said... What do you want to achieve, I have packed up with you..." Yang Can smoked and said disapprovingly. His current path is smoother than he thought. I believe it won't take long. Energy will be enough to realize most of the so-called "dreams" in the minds of ordinary people.
Xia Meng looked at him and felt that Yang Can would really coax herself. She looked at the distant sky and said, "My ideal is to become a super reporter and visit those celebrity politicians, just like your country. People like Shui Junyi in Taiwan went back to Taiwan and asked the politicians why they could be so mean... For their political interests, they did everything!" Xia Meng said angrily and snatched a pack of cigarettes in Yang Can’s arms. It went on fiercely.
"You." Yang Can felt a pain in her heart. This is an out-of-print panda, but she noticed the unabashed anger on Xia Meng's face, but she was a little surprised. He had never asked this twenty-year-old girl Xia. It seems that the reason why Meng came to the mainland from Taiwan alone is also a matter of internal affair.
"It's easy. I just wanted to do a factual live interview program. How about making you a host? Like Larry King in the United States, Oprah uses television to influence the world?"
Like Oprah? Xia Meng was stunned for a moment. Her dream was just to be a reporter, Oprah? The name sounds quite remote and high.
Twenty-five years ago, Oprah could not find a name in an English dictionary, but today the whole world knows the host of this American talk show. In her interview list, there are US President George W. Bush and Obama. , First Lady Hillary, legendary basketball star Michael Jordan, music pop king Michael Jackson, film actor, Tom Hanks, there are countless ordinary people deeply moved.
She asked Obama: "Are you really born in Hawaii?" She asked Michael Jackson: "Are you still a virgin?" She also warned Jayz: "You can't find North in the flattery of people around you."
Can culture influence politics? Can it affect life? Oprah told people the answer. American TV shows once conducted a survey. Oprah or the President of the United States, who has the greater power, most viewers chose Oprah, because each U.S. president has no more than 8 10 years in office, and Oprah has been working for 25 years.
"Time" commented on Oprah's talk show: "It's obviously not just a TV show, it's a spiritual symbol."
Among the 25 most powerful women "sex" evaluated by Time Magazine in the 20th century, Oprah is the only TV person who ranks alongside German Chancellor Murdoch and British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher.
Xia Meng only imagined the situation outlined in the dream for a moment, and she felt that people were a little fluttering, but she shook her head in her heart immediately, how could that be possible.
"You big villain, you're making me happy again. You talk about invisible things all day long. Just take care of yourself first. Do you have a TV station now? It's all nonsense, even if you are very close to Mr. Zheng. , He will also transfer the TV station."
Xia Meng said unhappily, but still couldn't help but fantasize: "Also... Even if the mainland TV station asks me to be the host of the interview, it is not appropriate. Your columns are all nonsense. No one is nutritious. If I do it. , Just be a bit sharper..."
"Okay, just listen to you... Just make it sharper, spicy, don't you agree?" Yang Can smoked a cigarette and nodded again and again.
"I know, you just want to buy me, for fear that the evidence of my'raping' you will be exposed..." Xia Meng came over and pinched Yang Can's arm angrily.
Yang Can smiled: "Can you not be bought by me?"
"Why, you are all my "darling", why can't I take advantage of you." Xia Meng glared at Yang Can and hummed through her nose.
Yang Can squinted and kissed Xia Meng's little mouth. Xia Meng said the dear words just now, knowing that he had made a mistake, and he could only let him hold his own tongue and taste it wantonly.
I noticed those in Xia Meng's consciousness that "I'm really lucky to know him. It's nice to have such a person in this world who can make me happy." Yang Can also felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart.
Inadvertently, Yang Can suddenly felt that his energy seemed to be expanding, and the area was getting bigger and bigger. The red "color" consciousness could slowly spread around it. Yang Can was shocked and surprised. Although his consciousness energy can also spread, it can only achieve the role of detection, just like the role of the human body radar during the last flood. However, if the energy link is to be carried out, the effect of healing the human body and communication must also be contacted. can.
And now his energy seems to be able to spread in the air to a certain extent, what does this mean
"What's the matter?" Xia Meng suddenly felt Yang Can's expression a little unnatural, and couldn't help asking curiously.
Yang Can was thinking in his heart. After a distance of about a certain distance, his consciousness energy was fully energized and he tried to establish a consciousness link with Xia Meng. However, his consciousness energy became weaker and weaker after leaving his body. When he approached Xia Meng, It was already too different from her in energy to be able to link consciousness.
But Yang Can didn't feel discouraged at all, instead he felt ecstasy in his heart. Does this phenomenon mean that with the strengthening of his consciousness energy, he can already perform remote consciousness linking? In other words, he can achieve the effect of consciousness linking without touching the human body.
While thinking about it, I saw a little mouse suddenly rushing out from under the western food truck. Xia Meng screamed and jumped up, hugging Yang Can and shouting, "There is a mouse..."
Yang Can calmly watched that the mouse with only 13 consciousness energy rushed into the corner, and couldn't help spreading his red "color" consciousness into the corner under the cabinet. Although it was thin, it was still much stronger than the mouse. Directly into the rat's body, at that moment, Yang Can could see the rat's internal organs clearly, and his thoughts in his heart were slightly hardened to remotely compress the remote consciousness fiercely.
Hearing a soft "bang" sound, the rat's squeaking stopped.
"Where there is a mouse, you read it wrong." Yang Can smiled and comforted Xia Meng. Xia Meng yelled, "Obviously calling, please listen." When she calmed down, she was taken aback, and she really didn't listen at all. When I heard the rat’s squeaking sound, I couldn’t help but wonder if I had read it wrong. It was too fast just now, but in fact, she didn’t see clearly. The main reason was that she heard the sound. It’s weird, obviously...
In the afternoon, the staff was also shocked when they cleaned the room. No one knows why there is a dead mouse under the cabinet, and there is no scar. When you look at it, the front paw of the mouse is pressing on his chest, deathly. It's so peculiar... It looks like a person with a heart attack.