Growing up in the West, Jiao Yang received a Western-style education since he was a child, and has lived abroad for many years, although he still lacks an understanding of Chinese culture.

"So, I'm going to give you a hands-on lesson today!" Luo Xiaoqian handed the chopsticks to him, "This, you can use it, right?" ”

She had three meals with him, two Western meals and one breakfast in Sichuan, without using chopsticks, and she wasn't quite sure if he could use chopsticks.

"Of course!" Jiao Yang took the chopsticks, "Don't forget, my mother and grandmother are both Chinese!" ”

"So, you're a mother?"

"Clever!" Jiao Yang smiled and nodded, "My English name is AugusArthurPhilipBowes-Lyon." ”

Even Luo Xiaoqian, who has good English, is impossible to repeat completely, "Isn't it, it's so long?" ”

"Augus is my Christian name, it means unique, it's the name my mother came up with for me, she wanted me to be someone who didn't follow the crowd." Jiao Yang explained.

“Au―gu―s？” Luo Xiaoqian tried to scream.

Jiao Yang looked at her side face, "Or, you can call me AN, this is my mother's doting name for me!" ”

"How can that work, and I'm not used to speaking English, I'll call you by your Chinese name!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at the soup boiling in the pot, "Okay, now let's put the meat in......"

Jiao Yang followed her example and picked up the mutton on the plate and put it into the soup, "Weishenme wants to invite me to eat this?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just that I think it's delicious, and I guess you haven't eaten it, so I'll share it with you." Luo Xiaoqian looked at the meat floating in the pot, and immediately picked it up and sent it to his bowl, "I know that people like you must have eaten all the food of Shijie, hot pot is not as elegant as Western food, nor is it as fine as Japanese food, but every time Xu Xia and I have something good to celebrate, we always like to eat hot pot, in her words, the important thing is not what to eat, what you eat is that feeling, even if you chat for a few hours, the dish will never be cold, just like the friendship between good friends, it will never cool down." ”

Jiao Yang turned his face sideways and looked at her, "So, we are good friends?" ”

"Of course, otherwise how would I invite you to eat hot pot?!" Luo Xiaoqian smiled and sent her juice glass, "Come, a toast to our great friendship!" ”

Because he came by car, Jiao Yang also didn't drink, and after taking a sip of juice, he smiled ambiguously, "I hope that our great friendship won't make Mr. Leng angry." ”

"Don't worry, he knows what happened today." Luo Xiaoqian put down the cup and went to eat the dishes in the bowl.

This promise was somewhat unexpected by Jiao Yang.

Leng Zimo knew that she was eating with him alone, but she didn't stop it and didn't show up, which didn't seem like that person's personality.

Or is he already sure that he has won the battle, so he is so relieved?!

Luo Xiaoqian turned her face, saw that he didn't eat vegetables, and hurriedly asked, "Is it not to your taste?" ”

"How so?" Jiao Yang sandwiched the dishes in the bowl, "What have you been busy with lately?" ”

"The new album thing."

"Come on!" Jiao Yang smiled and cheered her up, "I'm looking forward to your performance!" ”