usenovelgroup Chapter 8 So embarrassing!
Chapter 8 So embarrassing!
In the blink of an eye, Han Xijun had walked in front of Wu Haiyuan.
Feeling his cheeks burning, Wu Haiyuan lowered his head and took a deep breath to quickly calm himself down.
I could clearly feel the touch on the back of my hand.
Han Xijun's hand definitely touched mine just now.
Looking up, Wu Haiyuan noticed that he had grown a distance from Han Xijun.
She quickly jogged to catch up with Han Xijun.
Running up to Han Xijun, Wu Haiyuan muttered to himself, "The weather's really nice today."
The airport was crowded.
But nobody paid special attention to Wu Haiyuan and Han Xijun.
The two got into a taxi.
Wu Haiyuan couldn't help but whisper to Han Xijun after getting into the car, "It's more expensive than the black cabs in our country, and the service just now..."
Before Wu Haiyuan could finish speaking, Han Xijun interrupted, "Didn't you enjoy the service?"
"Service?"
"Yes, services, just like AI. In the future, AI connected to the Internet can improve the convenience of life, increase work efficiency, optimize public services and resource allocation, promote personal growth and side income, and also provide assistance in the field of security. In short, it is serving human society."
Han Xijun smiled as he looked at Wu Haiyuan, who was in a daze.
Wu Haiyuan stared blankly at Han Xijun without even blinking.
It turns out he can talk a lot, especially when he talks about topics he is familiar with; the confidence he exudes is dazzling.
It hasn't been realized yet, but it gives the impression that what Han Xijun said will soon go from being a PowerPoint presentation to a real-world application.
He can do it.
and many more.
Has he already started promoting the KAKAO Group and AI research and development?
Wow, geniuses have such brilliant minds.
Coming to his senses, Wu Haiyuan gave a thumbs-up and exclaimed, "Wow, AI has so many benefits!"
Han Xijun nodded in agreement, saying, "The emergence of artificial intelligence is the most powerful intelligent partner empowering countless industries. What I just mentioned is truly being applied to daily life..."
Wu Haiyuan listened quietly to what Han Xijun had to say.
Just like a well-behaved student in class listening attentively to the teacher.
Those who can immediately understand will chime in with a few words. For example, Han Xijun mentioned the AI smart assistant. When encountering problems in life, such as asking about the weather, road conditions, or cooking methods, you can simply ask the AI smart assistant on your phone to get a reply.
Wu Haiyuan was curious whether AI assistants could help write songs, and Han Xijun nodded, saying that it was possible based on big data models, not only for writing songs, but even for shooting music videos.
Wu Haiyuan excitedly added, "If such a smart assistant is really made, I must try it out and experience it."
Han Xijun hummed in agreement.
Yes, I just hummed in response.
And that was it.
The lively conversation that had been going on all the way disappeared after a few "hmm" sounds.
Wu Haiyuan asked, "Is that all?"
Han Xijun shook his head.
They didn't say a single word.
What?
Was Han Hee-joon possessed at some point during his time being?
Now he has returned to his original self, Han Xijun, the man of few words.
The car slowly came to a stop.
Before we knew it, we had arrived at Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.
The driver used simple English words to remind us that we had arrived at our destination.
Wu Haiyuan checked the fare and realized that it was close to 100,000 RMB when converted to RMB.
Just as Wu Haiyuan was about to settle the fare, Han Xijun had already taken out a 10,000 yuan bill and handed it to the driver.
"It's my responsibility to pay."
"Get off the bus."
Wu Haiyuan got off the car first, and after receiving the change from the driver, Han Xijun also got off the taxi.
To the right is the main entrance gate to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.
Wu Haiyuan said somewhat apologetically, "I was the one who planned the date, so I should be responsible for the whole process."
Han Xijun said, "You buy the tickets."
Wu Haiyuan nodded decisively and said, "Okay, I'll buy the tickets."
Go forward.
Wu Haiyuan, holding a selfie stick, said, "There are so many people!"
There were many tourists taking photos at the entrance. The quiet environment isolated them from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the air felt fresher.
The gentle spring sunshine bathed the earth. Wu Haiyuan, who had arrived at the ticket window, rushed to stand in front of Han Xijun, afraid that Han Xijun would change his mind and pay for the ticket.
"HI"
Say hello first.
Wu Haiyuan is organizing his thoughts.
She had studied Japanese, taught by a language teacher hired by her company during her trainee period.
It's just that I haven't used it in so long that I've forgotten a bit.
The more I couldn't remember, the more anxious I became.
Especially when there are other people "queuing" behind you.
Turning around, Wu Haiyuan awkwardly said "Sorry" to the others.
Han Xijun's voice reached my ears: "No need to rush."
How could I not be in a hurry?
With gestures and words, we were finally able to communicate.
The staff member understood Wu Haiyuan's meaning and pointed to the right.
Wu Haiyuan looked in the direction the finger was pointing; there was a self-service machine over there.
There was some distance between them, and Wu Haiyuan thought it was a coffee vending machine, so he asked about tickets.
The staff member continued to point to the self-service machine.
The entire process, from initial incomprehension to instant blushing, was accomplished with just one sentence from Han Xijun: "Self-service ticket purchase."
It's utterly shameful.
Wu Haiyuan lowered his head and walked away quickly.
Han Xijun, who was following behind, said, "That was the information window, a place to help tourists with their questions."
Wu Haiyuan took small, quick steps and started flying, muttering, "Stop talking, stop explaining, it's so embarrassing."
"careful"
An inescapable force came from his wrist, and he instantly lost his balance and spun around in place.
A gray sweater, the familiar smell of laundry detergent, a truly authentic contrast.
"Sorry"
The sound was coming from the top of my head.
The response behind it was "its ok".
Wu Haiyuan took a half step back, without looking up, and said, "I'm sorry."
It's okay.
Turning around, Wu Haiyuan slowed his pace as he continued toward the self-service ticket machine.
That's incredibly embarrassing.
This is hardly a romantic scene.
I almost bumped into someone else just now, but Han Xijun reacted quickly and pulled me back.
He probably doesn't think this was all a shooting routine he "designed" himself.
To make this dating show more engaging, and to allow viewers to immerse themselves in the excitement and thrill of the show, and to enjoy the unexpected romantic surprises.
God.
Wu Haiyuan swore that he absolutely did not have such a thought.
This unexpected situation occurred purely because I felt ashamed to go to the information window to buy tickets and wanted to avoid it.
I regret it so much.
Why not review the Japanese language you've learned beforehand? At least you should be able to master basic communication.
We are now completely passive.
She also guided Han Xijun, but how did she guide him?
Yes, how do we guide them?
Wu Haiyuan, standing in front of the self-service ticket machine, felt like the sky had fallen.
The page language options include Japanese, English, and Chinese.
Island languages and English are immediately rejected.
There are no H-language options.
Wu Haiyuan muttered to himself, "Since I've already lost face, I might as well take a gamble and go all in."
He slowly extended his right hand and clicked on the Chinese character option on the language selection page.
Page redirection.
Wu Haiyuan was extremely nervous.
But it absolutely has to be Chinese characters that you recognize.
He unconsciously stomped his feet on the spot.
Han Xijun, who was behind him, did not step forward. Although there was a distance of about one meter, Han Xijun, who had the advantage of height, could see the page of the self-service ticket machine.
This was yet another unexpected surprise for Han Xijun.
She knows Chinese characters and has studied the Chinese language.