Today's main friends are thierry's friends, half of them are international students, half of the rest are thieri's classmates majoring in Chinese language and literature, and the other half are four or five people from Chen Dahe's French class.

Time was in a hurry, but the dinner was not prepared shabbyly, under Thierry's money offensive, the landlord completely fell, and the whole family emptied the kitchen, hurriedly prepared two tables, and set up a table in the living room and the study, and the temperature of the three kang burned, and the atmosphere suddenly became hot.

In recent years, society has changed too quickly, giving people engaged in literature a lot of creative materials, and various literary societies and poetry clubs have sprung up like mushrooms, but no matter what kind of literary club, Chinese students are indispensable, and Thierry's students are also among the best.

Taking advantage of the wine, perhaps there are still a few beautiful women present, these students sang with chopsticks against the bowl, as if solitaire took turns to chant poems, and there were sentences that were sometimes half-incomprehensible and sometimes refreshing, which attracted everyone's attention.

And these classmates glanced at the beauties on the table from time to time, and Sissi was the focus of attention, but it was a pity that her eyes were glued to the short-haired boy, and she didn't look at others, which couldn't help but make people a little discouraged.

Thierry also took advantage of the strength of the wine at this time to get interested, slapped the table, and was about to talk about the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Chen Dahe hurriedly pulled him down, "Lao Di, this book has more than one million words, when are you going to talk about it?"

Thierry was stunned and shook his head regretfully, "It's a shame that such a good story can't be shared." ”

Chen Dahe was stunned when he heard only one sentence.

Lisa pulled Sissi and asked, "What is the Legend of the Condor Heroes?"

Sissi shook her head blankly, "I don't know, it may be a biography of a famous person in ancient times, Brother Dahe, do you know?"

Chen Dahe came back to his senses and said with a smile, "It's a very good-looking martial arts novel, I'll ask Lao Di to borrow it for you when I go back." ”

After eating and drinking, most of the students had to go back to the dormitory, so they walked together, and when they pushed the door open, everyone couldn't help but shiver.

The red stove warmed the house, but it was still cold outside, and it was already November, and if it was in the future, it was almost time for the capital to start heating, no wonder the weather was so cold.

Sent everyone out of the door one by one, Sissi also followed Lisa and them back to school, Chen Dahe still wanted to talk to Thierry about something, but when he saw his drunken appearance, he had to shake his head and give up, and then see that the weather outside was too cold, so he simply stayed here.

Early the next morning, Chen Dahe woke up Thierry, and the two walked to the alley in a daze, ordered a few meals and began to eat breakfast.

"Old Chen," Thierry also learned Chen Dahe's name, and said to Chen Dahe while nibbling on fried dough sticks, "I don't seem to have washed my face and brushed my teeth in the morning, right?"

Chen Dahe took a big bite of the bun, picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of fried liver, before he whimpered and said, "It's okay, I've already washed it anyway, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and wash it again." ”

Thierry thought for a moment, "Forget it, I'd better go back to sleep first, and wash it when I wake up, anyway, it seems that heroes are not informal." ”

"That's informal, you're not hygienic," Chen Dahe pouted in disgust, but it was a pity that Thierry's skin was thicker than the city wall, and he still looked like he had nothing to do.

"Hey, Lao Di," Chen Dahe said after drinking the fried liver in one gulp, "Have you ever thought about introducing Chinese culture like martial arts novels to your own country?"

"Yes," Thierry immediately slapped the table and said, "Every time I talk to my friends in China on the phone and tell them how good martial arts novels are, they don't believe it, but unfortunately they don't understand Chinese, and I don't know how to translate, otherwise I will just smash the book in their faces and let them see if I'm bragging." ”

"What about the rest of the novels besides martial arts novels?" Chen Dahe continued, "Are there any other Chinese cultures that appeal to you?"

"Yes," Thierry nodded repeatedly, "I like the landlady's paper cutouts very much, and your Peking Opera, those faces are particularly beautiful, oh oh, and costumes, I've always wanted to buy a costume, but unfortunately I don't know where to buy it, you know?"

"Well, I don't know right now, but I can help you ask. ”

"Thanks, if it's convenient, help me see if I have a full set of faces, I think that thing is handsome. ”

"No problem, but Thierry, have you ever thought about bringing these beautiful Chinese cultures to your own country?" At this moment, Chen Dahe finally said what he thought, "Let the people of your country also feel the charm of Chinese culture!"

"Well, I didn't think about it," Thierry shook his head blankly, "I never thought about it. ”

"It's not too late to think about it," Chen Dahe encouraged, "Lao Di, think about it, you have come thousands of miles to China to study Chinese, and you are obviously interested in Chinese culture."

"Old Chen," Chen Dahe was interrupted by Thierry before he could finish speaking, "It's not me coming, it's my dad who has to let me come, and he forced me to learn Chinese for three years before that, and I just obeyed his wishes." ”

Chen Dahe looked at him speechlessly, can you still have a good chat?!

"Okay," Chen Dahe said, spreading his hands, "whatever the reason, since you're here, you have to do something, don't you?"

"That's the truth," Thierry still looked confused, "but I only studied Chinese, and now I am still a half-hanger, even if I graduate, I can only return to China to be a diplomat or translator or something, what else can I do?"

"Of course it's communication," Chen Dahe persistently instructed people, "Isn't it a very meaningful thing to use your language advantage to promote the Chinese culture you like to Mauritius, so that your friends can see and hear it with their own eyes?"

Thierry blinked, "Old Chen, if you have something, let's just say it, it's too tactful for me to understand." ”

Chen Dahe was full of black lines, and said speechlessly, "To put it simply, it is to do the work of cultural exchanges between the two countries, recommend Chinese culture to your motherland, and introduce the culture of your motherland to China." ”

"This is already being done," Thierry looked at him curiously, "don't you know, there are a lot of cultural exchanges between our country and China, and there is a Peking Opera troupe performing there in the first half of the year." ”

"Yes, there are exchanges," Chen Dahe nodded, "but such exchanges don't happen often, sometimes they may be separated by several months, and sometimes even by several years, not only are there few in number, but also there are not many types, isn't it?"

"You mean to say that I am going to promote this cultural exchange?" Thierry finally had a little enlightenment, "but the cost of this cultural exchange is too high, only the government has the strength to afford it, although my family has a little money, but I don't have much, do you understand?"

Chen Dahe smiled, "If this kind of exchange not only does not need to bear the cost, but will make money, will you be willing?"