If four years go by, Ryan will definitely be happy to be interviewed, but now is not the time. Although the relationship between the two sides of the Pacific has not reached freezing point, it is not much better.

At this time, accepting interviews from the official media will only leave people with excuses for attack.

Political correctness and conformity to mainstream value orientation are the rules of the game that people who have reached their position must abide by.

So the next morning, Ryan took a plane to leave the city and officially started the agreed trip with Natalie.

"It's really a hell. I've been learning Chinese for so many years, but I can't even read a newspaper smoothly."

On the two seats adjacent to the first class cabin, Natalie was holding the newspaper she bought before boarding the plane and kept complaining to Ryan, "Why didn't you tell me when I was learning Chinese?"

"This..." Ryan scratched his head, looked at the extremely serious girl, and smiled apologetically, "I forgot."

Fortunately, whether it is simplified or traditional, it is all square characters. With Ryan's guidance, Natalie finally finished reading the report about yesterday's party, especially the part about Ryan.

“It’s crazy and wild!”

This is the title about Ryan's singing.

"According to the concert rules, Ryan Jenkins' performance last night was extremely brilliant. This superstar from the other side of the Pacific has brought the passion of the audience with music, and the entertaining audience is the cutest group. At least in recent years, there has not been such an exciting collective investment scene."

"Perhaps someone would ask Ryan? Who is Jenkins? He is the creator of Jurassic Park and True Lies, the football boy who sings 'Go!Go!Go!', or Jack who stands at the bow of the Titanic and shouts 'I am the king of the world'."

"Although "Titanic" is the most popular movie in the country and even the world since last year, I believe many people are not sure about it without an introduction. This superstar from Hollywood is only over 18 years old. He has achieved remarkable achievements in movies, pop music, and even literature. The "Titanic" created and starred in the Academy Awards Ceremony, the highest honor in the American film industry, won a record 12 awards, with a global box office of more than $2 billion..."

"Although he was only on Double Ten, Ryan Jenkins had the style of a master and showed the rare American understanding of China. His fluent Mandarin proves it."

"In fact, the master also has some merits that are not concealed. For example, his "Di" is unparalleled, but his "Latin" dance steps are indeed not as high as the "national standard", and his shaking shoulders are not "breaking". Of course, he is the main singing and dance as a supplement, and cannot be perfect. However, if you listen carefully, although Ryan Jenkins' musical sound is indeed nice, it is not enough to break. In many places, the accompaniment harmony is used to strengthen its power, which is very different from the older generation of Chinese artists with both virtue and art. In this regard, this young master must continue to work hard to improve his artistic cultivation..."

Natalie closed the newspaper, too lazy to read it anymore, and said with a lip, "After writing so much, I thought they were praising you. It turned out that the last few words were the key points."

"To them, we are all outsiders." Ryan gently rubbed her brown curly hair, "Of course the best compliment is left to his own people."

"You bad guy." Natalie threw his hand back without hesitation and warned softly, "Not touching me in the future without my permission."

As he said that, his face turned red. Then he returned to normal. Apparently remembering what happened that night, he couldn't help but glar at Ryan fiercely.

I'm helping you solve your normal physiological needs! Although I really want to argue for myself, Ryan knows that if I say this, Natalie will at least bite her and then not talk to herself for two days.

After arriving at the Capital Airport, the two of them took a simple rest and went directly to the Forbidden City. This is one of the few attractions that Natalie knows, and the name of the world's largest palace group is indeed very attractive.

After crossing the Jinshui Bridge, the two of them moved forward. Among the tourists, there were many white people with high noses and deep eyes. They were stuck in sunglasses. Although they were conspicuous, no one recognized who they were.

"This place is called the Meridian Gate, which is the place where the emperors of ancient China killed people." Ryan pointed to the two big words above the red palace wall and introduced to Natalie.

"You know a lot, Ryan."

Seeing Natalie's puzzled eyes, Ryan took out the travel manual from her backpack and threw it over, "There is a detailed introduction on it."

In total, it was the first time he came to this place in his two lives, and what he knew was some basic common sense.

"Why is it called the Meridian Gate here? Why do you need to kill people here?" Natalie's desire for knowledge was very strong. She walked to the bottom of the palace gate and asked Ryan, "Why did the emperor kill people in front of his palace? Does this mean something special?"

"this……"

Ryan was a little dumbfounded. He really didn't know this, so he had to say, "Maybe the emperor likes it."

"cut."

Wrinkled his nose, Natalie walked towards the depths of the palace gate, and a faint sentence floated over, "Ryan, you still claim to have a study of Eastern culture, but you don't even know these."

"Dear Nat." Ryan chased after him and argued, "Not to mention us Westerners, even Chinese people, those who can say this are the few."

"Stop making excuses for yourself." Natalie's mouth smiled faintly. Obviously, this small revenge made her feel very good.

Ryan probably saw something, so he simply closed his mouth, took the palace's travel sketch, guided the two of them to the direction of their tour, and gradually walked into the harem.

"Is this the place where the emperor's wife lives?"

Natalie looked at the tall palace walls and the long passage in the middle of the palace walls, "The book says that ancient emperors could marry seventy-two wives."

"Hmm~" Ryan nodded, "Three palaces, six courtyards, seventy-two concubines, this is the treatment of the emperor."

"You seem to be envious." Natalie's faint words rang again.

"What's there to envy?" Ryan said while pulling the girl forward, "All through the ages, I don't know how many emperors have been cuckolded by other men."

"It seems that men weren't allowed to come in here at that time, right?" Natalie couldn't help but remember the introductions in some books she had read.

"There are men here...ah, no, strictly speaking, they are not men." Is the eunuch still a man?

"Why?" the girl asked curiously.

"Because they were all castrated." Ryan gestured with a knife cut.

"Castification?" Natalie asked, "What is that? I can't think of the meaning of this Chinese word."

"That's..." Ryan glanced at Natalie's lower body, "cut off the man's place and make them eunuchs, so that they can't have an affair with the women in the harem."

"So that's how it is."

Natalie, who suddenly realized, unconsciously looked at Ryan's vital point, thinking that when the guy on the other side made trouble again, should she castrate him?

"Nate, what are you thinking?" Ryan suddenly felt a cold sweat appearing behind him.

"Nothing." Natalie pulled him up and turned into the courtyard next to her. "I wonder, is it that you said too much in America now..."

Before he finished speaking, Natalie laughed happily.

At first glance, the pavilions and buildings look fresh, but when you see them too much, they are actually the same. In addition, the weather in May began to get hot, Ryan and Natalie did not stop for a long time. After a few rounds, they left the famous palace complex through the back door.

The two of them turned around from the back door and then walked around the front door square. A long distance away, looking at the red city tower, Ryan suddenly remembered what he had seen in his previous life and didn't know whether it was true or false.

"Do you know, Nat," Ryan said, pointing to the square, "A few years ago, Michael Jackson wanted to come to this city to have a concert."

Natalie didn't understand what Ryan meant and made a continued gesture.

"It is said that Sony Records contacted the organizer here and even booked the stadium. However, after Michael himself came, he changed his mind and wanted to move the concert hosting venue to this square."

"It's nothing strange, right?" Natalie said for granted. "Although I don't know much, I remember he seems to have held many square concerts."

Ryan shook his head, turned around and looked in the direction of the city tower, and continued, "If it was just held in the square, it might be a little possible, but after he came here to see it, he put forward new suggestions. On the day of the concert, he replaced the portrait on the city tower with his, so..."

Listening to Ryan's words, Natalie showed a thoughtful look. Although she didn't have much understanding of this, she had learned Chinese for so long and knew a little about the things here.

"This is just a rumor in the circle. Whether it is true or not can only be verified by Michael himself or the senior executives of Sony Records." Ryan quickly added the disclaimer.

"What are those people in the long queue doing?"

"I don't know." Ryan looked at the time, "Let's go back to the hotel."

In the next two days, Ryan took Natalie to several of the most famous attractions, the Temple of Heaven, the Great Wall, the Summer Palace, etc., and left their footprints.

Even the two of them went to Dashilan and bought a lot of distinctive souvenirs.

"Didn't you say you have to go to another city? Why did you change your mind again?" Natalie was surprised when she was waiting for the flight to Taipei in the airport VIP room.

"Nothing good looks." Ryan waved his hand casually, "Let's go to your hometown to see it."

Since your identity in this life cannot be changed, why bother to nostalgia again?
Chapter completed!