Jiang Cheng had never been in such a cold place before; today was definitely the lowest temperature he had ever experienced.
However, Jiang Cheng adapted very well to this kind of low temperature, and even ca to like it.
The icy chill penetrated his clothes, spread throughout his entire body, and slowly seeped into his brain.
This feeling of coldness all over made his mind exceptionally clear, and his thinking beca much quicker because of the cold.
Jiang Cheng's already intelligent brain beca even more active with the stimulus of the cold, processing countless thoughts every second in high speed.
This feeling of heightened ntal activity was sothing Jiang Cheng greatly enjoyed.
It made him beco calm, almost robotically so.
After stepping outside the airport, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath of the cold air to clear his head.
Jiang Cheng quickly grew fond of this sensation; it helped him think more clearly about things.
Apparently, Sweden left a very good first impression on him, and he imdiately sensed the unique charm of the place after disembarking the plane.
Although Sweden left a positive impression on Jiang Cheng, he was firmly against staying long-term in such a cold place.
Though he was not afraid of the cold, it was sothing to experience once in a while; living in a place like this for a long ti might drive Jiang Cheng insane.
The most crucial thing about a place like Sweden is that going out on the streets seems utterly pointless.
Even in sumr, this place is quite cold, compelling people to dress warmly to avoid catching a chill.
Every beautiful woman walking on the streets of Sweden was wrapped up tightly, leaving little to admire in terms of scenery.
If one couldn't even see the quintessential bare legs in the sumr, then Sweden really offered no attraction.
After so idle pondering, Jiang Cheng noticed the person who had co to et him at the airport.
A Swedish Academy staff mber was holding a big sign with Jiang Cheng's na written in Chinese on it.
This seed to be the person responsible for receiving Jiang Cheng today. Judging by the sign, the Swedish Academy really valued Jiang Cheng, having even specially prepared a sign in Chinese.
Of course, the sign wasn't for the staff mber to recognize Jiang Cheng, but rather for Jiang Cheng to easily spot the person eting him.
Jiang Cheng's appearance was already well-known; hardly anyone hadn't seen what he looked like.
As soon as the staff mber saw Jiang Cheng, he put down the sign and walked up to him, saying, "Hello, I am the reception staff for this awards ceremony, responsible for arranging all your itinerary during your stay in Sweden.
You can co to directly for any issues you encounter in Stockholm, and I'll do my best to solve them for you."
"Hello, I'll be relying on you while I'm in Stockholm. I'm not familiar with this city at all," Jiang Cheng replied to the staff mber with a smile.
Then, Jiang Cheng followed the staff mber, taking a car to the Stockholm Concert Hall.
Every Nobel Prize ceremony is held at the Stockholm Concert Hall, and this year was no exception.
They were hurrying to the awards ceremony site because they were running short on ti.
Jiang Cheng arrived relatively late this ti, and the ceremony was being held that very day, so they were short on ti.
"Are you able to adapt to Stockholm's climate? It's colder here than in most places," the staff mber began to inquire about Jiang Cheng's situation in the car, concerned that Jiang Cheng might not handle the low temperature well.
This wasn't an unfounded concern; Sweden's cold had startled many who ca for the awards.
"I'm quite fine; I like the temperature here because it allows to stay calm at all tis," Jiang Cheng casually replied, looking at the scenery outside the car window.
"In fact, Sweden's cold climate has its own charm; experiencing it occasionally is quite nice.
Moreover, the city of Stockholm gives a very good impression; it has a sense of profound historical depth.
Unlike those bustling international tropolises, this place doesn't give off a busy vibe; those living here must lead very leisurely lives."
Jiang Cheng evaluated Stockholm as he observed the scenery, gaining new insights into the city.
He noticed the leisurely expressions of the people on the street, realizing that Stockholm was different from many places he had seen before; there wasn't a hint of stress in sight.
The staff mber responsible for receiving Jiang Cheng was taken aback upon hearing his remarks, nearly popping his eyes out in surprise.
Jiang Cheng's assessnt of Stockholm wasn't especially surprising; most people had the sa feeling, as the city indeed had a slower pace of life, which wasn't strange to the staff mber.
What surprised him was Jiang Cheng's positive attitude towards the climate, which was quite unusual.
Every year the Nobel Prize ceremony was held in Stockholm, and the staff mber was often responsible for welcoming many scholars.
He had never t soone like Jiang Cheng before; generally, newcors to Stockholm found the climate detestable.
Most outsiders could not endure the cold, except perhaps Russian scientists, whose holand wasn't much better than Sweden.
Hearing complaints about the weather was a routine part of his job when receiving outsiders.
Typically, those he t would incessantly grumble about the weather and the cold on the way.
The staff mber had heard countless complaints, mainly about the inability to adapt to the climate.
During such tis, it was his duty to console the guests, which was part of his hospitality role.
Today, however, he didn't need to do any of that because Jiang Cheng didn't complain about the weather at all.
He had never t soone like Jiang Cheng, who wasn't bothered by the weather and even seed to favor it.
Today marked the first ti the staff mber encountered soone who wasn't at all perturbed by Stockholm's cold.
"Do you really like the weather here? People like you are rare; most can't handle the cold," the staff mber asked Jiang Cheng, still sowhat uncertain about his attitude.
Upon hearing the question, Jiang Cheng nonchalantly said, "Is it really that cold? Maybe the temperature is relatively low here, but I find it fine. Perhaps it's because I'm in good health, so I'm not afraid of lower temperatures.
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