Chapter 486
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She opened the notebook and smiled. She then wrote two words seriously, "Thank you."
Qin Xiu handed the notebook back and opened it to take a look. In his heart, he secretly said, "Good writing." It was strong and vigorous, round and delicate. Between the horizontal and vertical lines, there was a sense of calm and restrained steadiness.
It was no wonder that his uncle kept praising her.
Qin Xiu looked at the two words and replied with two words. He handed the notebook back to Chen Pian.
"You're welcome."
His reply made Ye Chien smile even more. He didn't write anymore. Instead, he drew a smiley face and handed it to Chen Pian.
One could speak eight languages, had a good IQ, and was good-looking … Why was his sense of direction so bad? It didn't make sense.
She read a book in medical school. It mentioned that children with a poor sense of direction might have problems such as disorganization, poor planning, and misjudgment of position and order.
But from Qin Xiu's appearance, he really couldn't tell. What he saw was an experienced diplomatic staff member who handled matters with ease.
He didn't look like someone with a poor sense of direction.
The notebook exchange ended with Ye Chien's smile. Six hours later, the special plane arrived at the airport at 11 o 'clock Chinese time.
This wasn't a public visit. Even the Pakistani side arranged it in secret. Although there were no flowers or fireworks, when the leader walked out of the special plane, he was welcomed by the CEO, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the leader of the escort group, and the Minister of Finance.
The five-day visit officially began. China celebrated National Day. While other countries thought that no leaders would visit China during the National Day holiday, China's leader had already begun a secret meeting with the Pakistani side.
As a religious country, Pakistan's cultural life was monotonous. During the meeting between the leader and the Pakistani president, Ye Chien understood why this girl, who was the same age as him, loved Chinese culture so much from chatting with the president's daughter.
In less than two days, Ye Jianjian and Miss Petty had become good friends with each other, from scenic spots and historical sites to local customs, festivals, customs and some interesting things that happened in school.
"I like to travel, but it's not a good time to travel in my country. Unfortunately, I can't take you to see the most beautiful scenery here." Sitting cross-legged in front of Ye Chien, Miss Pettie had a pair of big and beautiful eyes that were filled with sadness. She looked like an injured swallow that was waiting for the day to return to the sky.
Faced with her sadness, Ye Chien smiled and said, "It's alright. That day will come. War destroys and rebuilds. Miss Petty, that day is not too far away. "
Compared to Pakistan, China was indeed a paradise. There was no war, no Al Qaeda, and no extremists.
For this well-educated and knowledgeable Miss Petty, her passion for Chinese culture wasn't without reason. She wanted to fly higher and further, but reality told her that she couldn't.
The accompanying translator quickly reported to Qin Xiu that Ye Chien didn't need a translator. Her communication with Miss Petty was smooth, and her language skills were no worse than a translator's.
Qin Xiu didn't send another translator. He didn't expect this girl to be so talented in languages.
The clock started to ring. It was already 2: 30 in the afternoon. It was time for Miss Petty's English class.
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