Two days later, Amsterdam, Netherlands
The Bombardier 850 landed slowly at Schiphol International Airport after flying over 10,000 kilometers.
Song Wenbin, Huo Yu, and Su Tina walked out of the plane with a group of colleagues from the film crew. Due to the time difference, it was still 9 pm when they set off from Jakarta, and it was 3 pm when they arrived in Amsterdam. The three of them were all suffering from this jet lag. Somewhat hazy.
After leaving the plane, Huo Yu kept texting with people on his mobile phone. Soon after, they followed the airport passage and arrived at a coffee shop in the airport lobby.
】
In the corner of the store, there was a young bespectacled woman sitting. She looked older than Song Wenbin, and looked to be in her late twenties or late twenties.
After seeing her colleagues from the program team arrive, her expression didn't change. She just sat there, pushed away the cup of coffee in front of her, crossed her fingers, and looked like she was about to negotiate with someone.
Huo Yu walked over and shook hands with her, and leaned over to give her a hug. A smile appeared on her face, but she still did not stand up.
"This is Jiang Lu, the producer of our show."
Huo Yu stood beside the woman and helped introduce her.
Even without saying much, Song Wenbin could tell that this woman was the producer. This show was very young from top to bottom. Except for the director Bao Li, most of them were young people under the age of thirty. Moreover, many of them are women...
He looked carefully at the producer who tortured him in five countries. She wore tight black leather pants and high heels on her lower body, a red leather coat on her upper body, and a jeweled watch. There was a light yellow on her leg. The leather satchel, although I don’t know the brand, it doesn’t look cheap.
Unlike Jiang Jia, the assistant assigned to him by Seal, this producer carries a certain aura of keeping strangers away from him. Her makeup is not the light makeup commonly used by Oriental women, but thick European and American makeup. Her eyes are upturned, and her clothes are European and American with broad shoulders. She looks very... intimidating. It seems that just by looking at her, Song Wenbin can recall the female head teacher in junior high school who often slapped his palms.
Sutina quickly stepped forward to shake hands with the producer, and sweetly shouted: "Hello, producer."
"Hello." Jiang Lu said politely.
After Su Tina shook hands, it was the director's turn, and after directing, it was Song Wenbin's turn. Like others, Song Wenbin also called the producer good, but when the producer shook Song Wenbin's hand, he said indifferently: "I have admired this famous name for a long time. Lord Living Buddha."
Song Wenbin was shocked. He looked at Jiang Lu. Jiang Lu's face was expressionless. It seemed that this sentence was not a joke.
Song Wenbin quickly laughed twice and said: "It's all a job, it's a job, the joke can't be true."
"It's good that you know." Jiang Lu said.
Song Wenbin took back his hand with a smile, but felt a little uneasy in his heart. What does this producer mean? Do you want to show off to him right away? Inexplicable.
After a brief meeting, Jiang Lu picked up his handbag and said: "The time for this mission is very tight, so I won't say more if I am too polite. You want to go to the University of Amsterdam to obtain an ancient piece of information. This mission starts with Your current status will definitely not work. I once visited the University of Amsterdam when I was studying abroad in Europe. Although the atmosphere of this university is very liberal on the surface, the management in the core area is very strict."
As she spoke, she took out several documents from her handbag and handed them to Huo Yu and Sutina respectively.
"Take it, this is the temporary identity I have entrusted with you in China. With this identity, you can enter the University of Amsterdam."
Huo Yu picked up the document and took a look at it, and said in surprise: "Communication Science of Communication University of China? Am I an exchange student?"
"Yes, you are an exchange student."
Jiang Lu said, her expression softened a little when talking to Huo Yu: "You are all."
But Su Tina immediately frowned when she picked up her document: "What is this? Graduate student of Chinese Ethnology at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, research direction... Chinese ethnic and sexual minorities... ..???”
She pinched the document as if holding something dirty and said dissatisfiedly: "What is this? Why does it smell so strong?"
At this time, the young female college student did not flinch at all because of the other party's producer status, and directly expressed her dissatisfaction, "I am a history major, can't I get some normal humanities subjects in exchange?"
Song Wenbin didn't freeze when he saw her dissatisfied and surprised look, but when he saw the producer's poker face, he immediately stopped laughing and looked at his nose and heart.
Jiang Lu glanced at Su Tina and said calmly: "There is no way. The University of Amsterdam only recruits Chinese students in these two disciplines in China. If you use other identities, you will not be able to get in."
"ah???"
Sutina made a sound of incomprehension.
But the producer had already stood up and said, "Okay, let's do this for now. Follow me and I will take you there."
"Wait a minute." Song Wenbin couldn't help but said: "As for me, I want to go in too, where is my identity."
Jiang Lu then remembered something and casually took out a badge from his bag and handed it to him. There was a line of letters on the badge - ser
"What is this?" Song Wenbin asked, holding the badge.
"Cleaner." Jiang Lu said, "Go to my car later. I have a set of clothes in my car for you to change into."
"Hahahahahaha~"
The two girls on the side couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.
Jiang Lu, however, always maintained a poker face. Poker face.
what? ?
Looking at the two laughing colleagues, Song Wenbin was very surprised and said: "Why, why are they exchange students from prestigious prestigious universities, and I am a cleaner!? I don't accept it."
Jiang Lu frowned and said: "Do you think I don't think about anything? As long as you can communicate with people in English, I will not arrange this status for you, but your temperament is really not related to a top student. Will you be able to live with me as an exchange student?"
"Okay, okay, okay, stop talking."
Song Wenbin, who suffered from lack of education, waved his hands repeatedly, "I'm a cleaner, I'll be a cleaner."
Huo Yu held Song Wenbin's shoulders and was about to say something, but he couldn't help laughing.
Song Wenbin was unhappy and pushed her away impatiently, "Hold me up."
He said angrily.
Poker-faced career girl Jiang Lu left the airport with Song Wenbin and two female colleagues who were smiling crazily. They came to a Weilai electric car parked outside the airport, opened the door and got in.
The director team hailed two taxis outside the airport and followed Song Wenbin's car.
After getting in the car, Jiang Lu actually took an orange vest and handed it to Song Wenbin. This thing looks similar to the domestic cleaners' equipment. After Song Wenbin put it on, the two colleagues next to him didn't know why, they laughed as if they had taken the wrong medicine.
Song Wenbin was too lazy to pay attention to his two colleagues and just looked at the scenery outside the window. He had filmed many episodes of the show, but this was his first time in such a developed country.
As an old capitalist city, Amsterdam has some scenery that Song Wenbin has never seen in other places. Needless to say, the white men and white women that can be seen everywhere are more pure than what he saw in the United States.
There are many rivers in the city, bicycles can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the old buildings with orange spiers on both sides of the road are antique and artistic.
It's just that... none of these are what Song Wenbin really cares about.
He felt that since he came to Amsterdam, he must not miss the city's world-famous red light district. Although he is a misogynistic anchor, he does everything to serve his fans. He felt that his fans would not mind watching some exciting programs.
Song Wenbin looked out the car window and searched for traces of the red light district. Jiang Lu said while driving: "You can use this identity to go to the University of Amsterdam to look for clues, but don't make the matter a big deal. After all, it is a national treasure and cannot be neglected. And here They are world-renowned developed countries, not developing countries."
Song Wenbin, who was looking at the scenery, was still a little embarrassed. Hearing what she said, he snorted coldly: "We are very low-key to begin with, how could we make things big?"
Jiang Lu looked at him and pulled down his glasses, with a trace of inexplicable worry and suspicion in his eyes.
"No, no." Sutina quickly patted her chest and assured: "Producer, don't worry, we are all very law-abiding people and we won't cause you any trouble."
"Jiang Lu, don't worry." Huo Yu said with assurance: "I will take good care of them and won't cause trouble..."
Before he finished speaking, the driving NIO electric vehicle suddenly braked and stopped. It turned out that the vehicle was traveling to a traffic light, but it did not stop because of the traffic light.
I saw a bunch of people sitting under the traffic light. The group of people sat in the middle of the road, holding banners, as if they were holding some kind of ceremony, and kept shouting something. There were people on the side who kept throwing white things on the ground.
Because the group of people gathered in the middle of the road, the cars on the road were unable to move forward at all. Even if they honked their horns loudly, those people showed no sign of giving way.
"What are you doing?" Song Wenbin couldn't understand the banner, so he asked Su Tina next to him.
Sutina took a closer look and said, "This seems to be an environmental organization that is against animal husbandry and is pouring milk on the street."
Song Wenbin took a closer look, and at this moment, another man wearing a polar bear hood emerged from the roadside. He was lying in the middle of the road. Without saying a word, he began to twitch and roll, twitching and wailing in despair. The sound was so loud that even the car's soundproof glass couldn't stop it.
Good guy, it’s really a knife that opens your eyes.
Song Wenbin thought to himself, it was indeed an authentic and veteran team, and their whole life was much more powerful than a third-rate anchor like him.
Huo Yu said impatiently: "What are you doing? How long will this be blocked?"
Jiang Lu seemed to be used to this situation. She turned silently at the intersection, bypassed the group of demonstrators, and started driving again from the riverside path on the other side.
Here, Song Wenbin saw some ambiguous glass windows, with posters of astonishing scale painted on the glass windows. It must be that this is the romantic place that men all over the world yearn for. It's just that it's still daytime, and none of these romantic places are open for business. I thought that at night, the place would definitely be bustling with entertainment. If there was a live broadcast here, wouldn't it be possible to increase the number of followers quickly?
Song Wenbin thought so in his heart, and couldn't help but reveal a smile.
hey-hey.....
"Brother Song."
Someone called him, and Song Wenbin turned around, only to see Su Tina staring at him with big eyes, somewhat warningly.
"Why are you laughing?" she asked softly with narrowed eyes.
"Nothing." Song Wenbin sat upright.
"I'm warning you, you are not allowed to mess around. You have to be worthy of your fans, you know?" Sutina said seriously.
"Huh?" Song Wenbin looked Sutina up and down and said disdainfully: "I want you to teach me how to be a misogynistic anchor. Just take care of yourself, exchange student."
"You!!" Sutina became anxious and shouted, "I mean well!!"
"Just leave him alone." Huo Yu lazily crossed his legs and said, "It's so pitiful for a twenty-five-year-old man to live so long without even touching a woman. I heard that the window girl here can still... Just go ahead and issue an invoice for daily necessities, maybe the company will reimburse you when you get back."
Song Wenbin was angry and funny, and retorted: "There is such a good thing, the unlimited special series, right?"
"No." Huo Yu laughed and said, "Let all taxpayers protect your physical and mental health."
Song Wenbin smiled and said: "Okay, but I heard that there are those kind of window men here. Do you want to go in and take care of your physical and mental health..."
The car suddenly stopped.
This time it wasn't because of the parade.
Producer Jiang Lu turned his head and said solemnly: "You can't go there to consume. You are out to perform national tasks, and you must have the style and spirit of a big country."
ah? ?
Song Wenbin opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at the producer who was driving. The female producer looked at him seriously, not joking at all.
"Of course we won't go in and spend money." Song Wenbin said angrily: "I'm kidding, don't you understand?"
Jiang Lu looked at Huo Yu, and Huo Yu's expression was a little dull. She looked at Song Wenbin, then at Jiang Lu, opened her mouth, and stammered: "Yes...it's a joke..."
"You would never make such a vulgar joke before." Jiang Lu said calmly.
Huo Yu lowered his head and fell silent.
"Hey, are there any lower-level jokes?" Song Wenbin asked in confusion.
"This matter is very important, please understand." Jiang Lu said.
The vehicle continued to move forward. Song Wenbin and Huo Yu stopped bickering. Su Tina also twisted her fingers with sadness. The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing.
Finally, the vehicle stopped in front of a building that stood tall like a monastery. The building has an ancient spire and is surrounded by high walls.
Jiang Lu said: "This is the Humanities Department of the University of Amsterdam. Bring your ID and go there to report. After reporting, go find what you are looking for. No matter what you find, remember to contact me in the evening. I will take you to your place. A place to rest.”
None of the three said a word.
After getting off the car, Weilai turned around and quickly disappeared from the intersection. At this time, Song Wenbin couldn't help but ask Huo Yudao: "Let me tell you, does your friend have no sense of humor?"
"Who are you talking about Jiang Lu? She really doesn't like to smile." Huo Yu said gloomily.
Just don’t like to laugh much?
Song Wenbin thought to himself that he always thought that the person who set these challenges for him must be a guy with some bad taste, but he didn't expect that he turned out to be such a serious guy. Did she have no idea how outrageous the challenges she came up with were?
