After Song Wenbin sat in the plane for a full three hours, Huo Yu and the other white-haired girl came out. At this moment, they no longer complained at all. They were full of excitement about traveling. He was chattering.
Soon, the film crew following them also entered the cabin. The short filming came to an end and they put down the camera. However, this did not mean that the work was over. On the contrary, they each took out their computers and sat on the plane to discuss.
Listening to the content of their discussions, it probably involved the editing of the content and the storyboarding of some pilot trailers.
The white-haired woman was full of curiosity and kept following the staff of the program. She kept asking questions like a curious baby, asking how to move the camera, how to storyboard, and watching the captured content non-stop. He laughed happily from time to time.
Song Wenbin is not that curious, and he doesn't have a good impression of this domineering program team. Now that the work is temporarily over, he is happy to relax, just sitting in a chair and listening to music with headphones.
As night fell, this Boeing 747-8F heavy-duty four-engine cargo plane completed all packaging and inspections and began taxiing on the runway to take off. Song Wenbin didn't know how long it would take to get to Nigeria, so he estimated that he wouldn't be able to get there in one night. He couldn't see the scenery at night, so he simply put on a blanket and started to sleep.
I don't know how long I slept for. In the middle of the night, Song Wenbin felt the plane shake and start to land. He opened his eyes drowsily, and could only see a blur of light rain outside the window and an unfamiliar terminal with lights on.
He thought he had arrived, so he got up and called the flight attendant.
But after shouting, he felt that he was probably confused. There was no flight attendant on this plane.
But the flight attendant didn't come, and the noise Song Wenbin made woke up the person in his aisle seat. After waking up, the person looked around and asked softly: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
It turned out to be the girl with white hair. She was sitting across the aisle, and Huo Yu was sitting next to her. He was sleeping soundly with his head tilted, covered with a blanket and an eye mask.
"Reached?"
Song Wenbin pointed outside the plane window and muttered.
The girl glanced at the blurry and unfamiliar words on the terminal building in the drizzle outside, and laughed softly: "It's not that fast. This is Frankfurt. It's just a stop on the way."
"This way..." Song Wenbin muttered.
He looked overhead, where there was a blue screen showing the plane's location and long route. But all the text on it was in English. Song Wenbin's English was not that good, and he couldn't recognize a third of the messages on the screen.
"Are you good at foreign languages?" he asked the girl in a low voice.
"You know it a little bit," the girl said.
"are you a foreigner?"
Song Wenbin asked, the other person's hair color and facial features indeed looked like a foreigner.
"No, I'm from XJ." The girl smiled and said, "But my mother is Russian, and so is my grandfather."
"That's it..."
Since he didn't arrive, Song Wenbin put on his eye mask and planned to continue sleeping. However, the girl didn't seem to be planning to end the conversation. She unbuckled her seatbelt, leaned over from her seat, her eyes widened, and looked at Song Wenbin curiously: "I heard Huo Yu say during the day, you are An internet celebrity, right?"
Song Wenbin, who was wearing an eye patch, smiled and said, "Didn't she tell you to stay away from me?"
The girl covered her mouth and snickered: "You are quite smart."
After laughing, she said with some worry: "I still don't know what content I will shoot there, will it be dangerous..."
Song Wenbin habitually wanted to tease her, scare her and then comfort her to create a live broadcast effect process. But when he thought that he was no longer doing live broadcasts, he stopped laughing, shook his head and said, "It's definitely not easy, so take a good rest."
"Well, I really admire you... you can still sleep..."
The girl whispered.
The plane was very quiet, with only the sound of the engine running. Everyone else was probably resting, but the girl couldn't sleep.
After a while, Song Wenbin heard someone whispering next to the aisle: "My name is Sutina."
"Song Wenbin." Song Wenbin said.
"Huo Yu is actually quite good."
Sutina suddenly said something confused.
But this sentence did not receive any response.
The plane took off again after a short stop in Frankfurt, but Song Wenbin failed to fall asleep again and just fell asleep until six o'clock. Song Wenbin got up and went to eat some breakfast. Since there are no flight attendants, all the food on this plane is self-service. Only one crew member teaches Song Wenbin how to use the cabinet, how to heat it, and how to pour water for tea.
After a simple and strange breakfast of salmon and instant noodles soaked in cookies, the sky lit up.
After a night's flight, the map outside the window became very unfamiliar to Song Wenbin. The broken continent, islands, and blue ocean were all sights he had never seen above the mainland of China.
After the plane passed through the Strait of Gibraltar, a staff member came over and told them that they had arrived on the African continent. Song Wenbin wanted to see if he could see Mount Kilimanjaro or other African features such as the pyramids, but he soon discovered that he He overestimated his ability to recognize maps. On the plane, he could only distinguish desert, grassland, and forest, nothing more.
Su Tina kept taking pictures with her mobile phone, while Huo Yu sat in the distance with his legs crossed and looked at a vehicle structure diagram.
Song Wenbin had no idea of taking pictures. He felt that since the crew dared to throw him to Africa for the first time of filming, he was afraid that he would go to even more outrageous places in the future. He didn’t know how many times he would have to experience such a flight. Miles.
It was another long flight, and it was not until dusk that the plane turned down the clouds and descended towards an inland city. The cameramen and directors of the program team were all busy, packing luggage and checking cameras.
Only Song Wenbin and the other three were free. Because the incident happened suddenly, none of them had any luggage.
As the 747-8F came to a stop on the runway, people were chirping loudly and running around. Song Wenbin was recruited away by the program team before he could react. These people didn't notice anything outside, and took Song Wenbin to the cargo hold below to help unload the cargo.
Song Wenbin slandered the program team in his heart and followed the flight attendants expressionlessly.
The ground crew quickly drove over, and the 747-8F's head opened like a shark's bloody mouth. The sultry air from the African continent instantly poured into the cabin, taking away all Song Wenbin's sense of familiarity.
It wasn't until the crew dragged his Wuling Hongguang off the plane that Song Wenbin felt a sweet sense of intimacy.
Although the license plate has been replaced by the local license plate with blue characters on a white background, the shape, color, and logo have almost been engraved into the DNA.
After Wuling Hongguang was dragged off the plane, two more cars were dragged out of the cabin one after another.
A black Harvard H6 and a white MG 6.
They are all very common and ordinary Chinese family cars, but Song Wenbin couldn't help but smile when he saw them. It felt like an earthling walking in the wilderness of Mars saw a Mars rover.
Just as Song Wenbin was looking at the car models purchased by his two teammates, happy laughter came from the gangway.
"Hahahahaha~"
Song Wenbin looked up and saw that it was Huo Yu and Su Tina. They were almost smiling on the gangway.
"What are you laughing at?"
Song Wenbin frowned.
"Holy shit, bro, is this the car you bought..."
Huo Yu pointed at Wuling Hongguang and laughed again before he finished speaking.
Sutina also covered her mouth, lying on the guardrail and laughing so hard that her face turned red.
Seeing that the photographer on the side had already quietly taken the photo, Song Wenbin walked up to the Harvard H6 and MG, knocked on the roof of the MG and said: "If I guessed correctly, you bought this car, right?" .”
"Your guess is quite accurate."
After Huo Yu finished speaking, he laughed again: "Hahahaha, Wuling Hongguang, I really have you...hahahaha..."
"We agreed to buy a domestic car."
Song Wenbin looked at the butt of the car and kicked the MG exhaust pipe in disgust: "I remember correctly that this thing is a British car."
Huo Yu rushed down the gangway, pushed Song Wenbin away who was kicking the exhaust pipe, and said: "Why is it not a domestic car? You really don't understand. MG has been successfully acquired by Nanjing Automobile Group in 2005. This is also the first time in history. This is a precedent for a Chinese car company to acquire a foreign car company, and later SAIC annexed Nanjing. So from a fundamental point of view, the current MG Motor is a completely domestic car. In other words, the technical turnkey parts, etc. are all domestically owned by us. Technology!"
"So LOL is also a domestic game." Song Wenbin shrugged.
"Don't be poor, okay? If the show team allows me to drive it, I must have bought it right!"
As she spoke, she knocked on Song Wenbin's Wuling Hongguang and sighed: "You really didn't do any homework. How much horsepower does this thing have?"
"112 horsepower." Song Wenbin said.
"Humph, 1.8T, turbocharged, 162 horsepower, compared to yours... hahaha, fifty more horsepower, fifty horsepower, do you know what the concept is?"
Song Wenbin saw that she was proud and deliberately teased her: "What is the concept?"
"That is, I spent the same money but bought one more motorcycle than you~"
Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin regretfully, "Motorcycle guy, is there a motorcycle parked in your Wuling Hongguang?"
Song Wenbin shook his head, "Sorry, how much does your car cost?"
"Forty-seven thousand."
Huo Yu said.
"Tsk, tsk." Song Wenbin sighed, caressed the roof of Wuling Hongguang's car and said, "Thirty thousand to one."
"Thirty thousand one??"
Huo Yu was stunned, "It's so cheap."
"good."
Song Wenbin raised a finger and talked eloquently, "And, most importantly, my car is not only cheap, but also has the largest space and can pull more goods. This is for the Nigerian people who are also in a developing country like us. There is no doubt that it is what they need most. I believe that this car will be very popular in the local market. And your car, IMHO, this almost two-box model must be eliminated in the African market. .”
Huo Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said disdainfully: "You are quite good at deceiving me. Let me tell you, as long as it is a car, it will definitely involve a standard, that is, fast! High horsepower! No matter what kind of car, whether it is a luxury car , whether it’s a civilian car, or even a mule, as long as it’s powerful and fast! It’s a good car! If you measure it by other standards, it’s the essence of a far away car!”
"Then my motorcycle is stronger than your lousy Nissan." Song Wenbin immediately retorted.
Huo Yu was shocked. He didn't expect Song Wenbin's angle to be so tricky.
"After all, I'm faster." Song Wenbin laughed.
"Is that comparable!?" Huo Yu was angry: "Are four wheels comparable to two wheels!?"
Song Wenbin looked at the GTR owner, shook his head sympathetically, and said, "Obviously you know nothing about the market. As a commodity, there is only one most important criterion for a car, and that is sales. Wuling Hongguang is brave in the big market of 1.4 billion people." Winning the sales championship speaks for itself. As for your MG, I'm sorry, although the program team didn't say it, I still have to say that this is an unpopular car."
Huo Yu's eyes widened.
Song Wenbin smiled maliciously and said: "Also, if it wasn't for poor management, how could it have been acquired? As a commodity, this guy must be unqualified."
Huo Yu showed an expression as if he was eating a flying car, and waved his hands like he was shooing away flies: "You don't understand, there is nothing to say to a layman like you."
At this time, Su Tina turned around with a smile. She did not argue with Song Wenbin and Huo Yu. She just opened the door of her Harvard H6, sat in the car, and said to the camera on the side: "Whether it's right or wrong, from what we said just now, During the debate, we can see their explanations of the advantages of their respective cars, such as large horsepower, large space, and economic benefits. But let me tell you, none of their cars take these advantages into consideration at the same time.
But I am different. Compared with the overly economical Wuling Hongguang and the home version of MG, this Harvard H6 has a 150-horsepower, in-line four-cylinder engine and a large space. It can easily carry a family on a long trip, and can also take Carrying a lot of goods to do business in far away places, the price is also very cheap, only 40,000 yuan. At the same time, the sales volume is also among the best. After market testing, this car will definitely be the favorite of African people! "
Sutina faced the camera with a smile and spoke at a moderate speed, like a professional broadcast host. But her words made Huo Yu and Song Wenbin unhappy at the same time. They said almost in unison: "Nonsense!"
Sutina smiled and said, "Why did I talk nonsense? Did I say anything wrong?"
Huo Yu knocked on the window of Harvard H6 and said: "In terms of space, it is not as big as Wuling Hongguang, and in terms of speed, it is not as fast as my MG. More importantly, this is an SUV. In my world, SUV can almost be understood as A synonym for boring.”
Song Wenbin also said at the side: "The name of this car is not good. We want to represent China when we go out. What does it mean to call it Harvard? Why not call it the Great Wall."
"You two are just nitpicking. It's up to others to name it." Sutina said patiently: "Who else said SUVs are boring? This car is very fun, okay? There are many in China. People choose it for self-driving trips..."
Sutina seems to have done a lot of homework, and she won't finish it once she talks about it.
Song Wenbin checked around the Harvard. The car had probably been driven for many kilometers and was in tatters everywhere. Some places had even rusted and peeled off the paint.
After looking around, he crossed his arms suspiciously and said, "How much does this car cost?"
"Forty thousand."
Sutina said happily, "Isn't it very cheap!"
She enthusiastically pressed a button, and with a click, the door trunk opened: "The electric door, the owner also gave me a spare tire and a jack, so don't be too conscientious!"
Song Wenbin thought to himself that if he gave him a spare tire jack, he would be afraid that the car had not been overhauled and that he would be looking for him if something happened on the road.
"How many kilometers?" he asked
"Ninety thousand."
"2016 model?"
"Yes."
"let me see."
Song Wenbin said.
Su Tina retreated, and Song Wenbin lay in the car, trying various things on the steering wheel, air conditioner. Finally, I found that the gearbox had a serious sluggishness, probably caused by the overhaul.
Song Wenbin knew it well. He grew up with Ma Qiang and had some knowledge of this kind of second-hand cars. Generally, H6 second-hand cars rarely sold for less than 50,000 yuan. If they did buy one, there would be something wrong with it.
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin's inspection and said confidently: "I have driven this car in China. It is normal. There is no..."
Suddenly, Song Wenbin, who was checking the seat, noticed something with sharp eyes. He bent down and carefully pulled the seat to the end. There was a small square red plastic bag in the deepest part of the seat, which had been opened. . It lies quietly in the most secret place of the vehicle, as if telling an unknown story.
Song Wenbin stared at the thing for a while, then took a tissue and twisted it up, asking, "What is this?"
Huo Yu looked at it, and then laughed wildly, making Brother Hei and the crew all look over.
The photographer from the program team also ran over and took a close-up of the things in Song Wenbin's hands.
Seeing that thing, Sutina's face turned from white to red at a speed visible to the naked eye. She could no longer maintain her broadcasting style and screamed: "Throw it away! It's so dirty!!"
Song Wenbin did not throw it away, but held it up and said seriously: "I admit that the Harvard H6 is an excellent car."
"You are sick! Throw it away!!"
Sutina rushed over and hit Song Wenbin's hand, and the scene was chaotic.
"Hahahahahaha! Hahahahaha cough cough cough..."
Huo Yu bent over and coughed because he laughed so much that he could hardly breathe.
Su Tina looked at Huo Yu who was laughing wildly, blushing and gritting his teeth as he blocked the camera from the camera, and said angrily: "Stop filming! And why are you laughing! Do you know how to drive?"
"No... no..." Huo Yu moaned out of breath, "My car can't... the space is too small..."
"SUV=Boring? NONONO."
Song Wenbin dragged him and said in rubbish English: "SUV=fun."
"ah!!!"
Sutina stamped her feet angrily and angrily said to the photographer: "Cut this section, do you understand?"
"But I still have to say that even according to this standard, Wuling Hongguang is the most fun car." Song Wenbin held the thing and said seriously to the camera: "The space behind my car is enough to hold a party."
"Hahahahaha cough cough cough cough cough..."
Huo Yu, who was laughing wildly, was spitting on the ground. She had to hold on to the front of the car to stand still.
Su Tina pushed away the photographer, rushed to Song Wenbin, pulled his collar, kicked his calves and screamed: "Asshole! Do you still want our program to pass the review!!"
