At Charles de Gaulle Airport, Ho Bangwei carried his black backpack and walked out with the crowd of people who got off the plane.

At half past five o'clock in the morning, the morning sun has not yet been born, and the dawn has already appeared, He Bangwei curiously looked at a corner of the city on another continent in this world.

Well, it's okay, I feel that the airport is not as atmospheric as the Pudong Airport in Shencheng, he looked around, and felt that there are fewer yellow-skinned people like himself here, and the others are just average.

"How does it feel?" The old gentleman who had been sitting beside him walked beside him at this time and asked with a smile.

"The air is good." He Bangwei sniffed the air here with the tip of his nose and praised it.

The temperature in Paris in June is a little cooler than in Luzhou, not so hot, and the cool air of dawn refreshes the spirits of passengers who come after a long voyage.

"Young man, have you booked a hotel?" When the old gentleman arrived at the airport in Paris, he looked at He Bangwei, who had the same skin color, and felt even closer.

"Well, it's settled, in Paris's Chinatown, the 13th arrondissement."

The city of Paris is divided into 20 arrondissements, 13 arrondissements are areas where Chinese live and earn a living, after more than ten years of construction, there are many high-rise buildings and wide streets.

As he spoke, he arrived at the customs here.

Check your passport.

Ho Bangwei's visa is a Swiss business visa, which is valid in Paris at the moment.

Switzerland is a Schengen country in Europe, and its visas can be used in more than 20 countries on the continent.

After passing the customs smoothly and checking the security check, the old gentleman said goodbye to He Bangwei.

He patted He Bangwei on the shoulder with a little effort and said, "Young man, I know Chinatown very well, and I may still see it there." I went first and someone came to pick me up. If you go shopping by yourself, pay attention to safety, and go to the embassy in Paris if you have anything; Or. There are also martial arts halls in Chinatown, and they are also very enthusiastic. ”

With that, he walked out along another passage of Charles de Gaulle Airport.

From the plane from Luzhou Xinqiao Airport to Shencheng to transit to Paris, the two of them did not pass the name, the old gentleman was just very enthusiastic and talkative to disturb He Bangwei all the way, and the journey ended at this time. A goodbye disappears into different directions with each other.

He Bangwei looked at the back of this somewhat familiar old gentleman, then looked at the sign, and chose where he was going.

Charles de Gaulle Airport has a bus to the city, and he followed the crowd on the bus to the 13th arrondissement, and found that there were many more yellow-skinned people in this bus than in the airport, and many of them were wearing the same clothes and came to travel in groups.

Choosing a position on the right, He Bangwei listened to the familiar Chinese language in the car, and he couldn't feel the difference in a foreign country.

The bus waited for the passengers to fill up before starting slowly.

Then. The morning sun has risen in the east of the sky, and the clouds are full of clouds, like the scenery when he runs on the campus of Hui University.

"Hey, Huaxia?" The seat next to He Bangwei is a middle-aged aunt.

"Hmm."

"You're here for a tour? Lad. When the middle-aged aunt heard the reply, she was eager.

He Bangwei was a little speechless, the people next to him were so enthusiastic along the way, he was really a little unaccustomed.

He thought about it, maybe it was because he was out of the country, if there would be the same foreign visitor next to him. Then you will be very enthusiastic too.

"I'm here to take a walk, and the hotel is set in Chinatown. I know Paris is beautiful. There's a Louvre, there's the Eiffel Tower, there's a Champs-Écordénice. There's also an Italian square in Chinatown. He Bangwei said a long list, which he had heard from the old gentleman before.

The middle-aged aunt was a little dumbfounded, I just asked, you said so much. The guy is very talkative.

"Oh, I'm with the group, with my husband. He's in the back seat. ”

He Bangwei looked back and found that a middle-aged man in the back seat was looking at him with fierce eyes.

Belch...... He was a little speechless.

After some sensible silence, He Bangwei looked at the scenery outside the car.

The morning sun rises. The bus enters the city of Paris and offers an unobstructed view of the scenery.

The streets are full of greenery, and some of the ground is still old brick and stone roads, which looks like a different atmosphere.

The middle-aged aunt has already turned around to chat with the people in the same tour group, He Bangwei looked at the cityscape, and now began to think about a question.

How do you find Josie?

Although he said to others that he was casually shopping, he said that there was no purpose, but he knew it best in his heart.

Joss, this girl, where?

The mobile phone number can't be reached, and the last text message before is "I've gone to Paris," but Paris is so big, how can I find her?

He Bangwei pondered for a while, a little helpless, he didn't have any more contact information.

This will make your mobile phone useless, and when you get off the bus, you will have to buy a new mobile phone and mobile phone card.

What brand to buy?

There is no clear way to find someone, but He Bangwei is not very worried, he has come and settled, and he will always find it if he walks around here slowly.

He is also a natural optimist.

Buy a mobile phone, buy a mobile phone card, buy a few clothes, and rent a room in a hotel after staying there......

Several things that should be done in the early stage flashed in He Bangwei's heart.

"Hey, there are a few temples in Chinatown, I heard that they are very spiritual, and we will go to worship when we arrive. By the way, there are also lion dancers. The voice of the middle-aged aunt chatting with others came.

"Yes, I heard that there is a living Buddha here. What's so nice about a lion dance? Can it still be as good as we are in China? ”

The temple works? Maybe I can say goodbye, and then I will run into Qiao Si all of a sudden, He Bangwei's thinking is divergent, there is a living Buddha? Is that kind of lama too? I've also seen living Buddhas, and I've been empowered......

"Of course, it's better than the domestic ones, here are the lion dances of the people in the martial arts hall, they are generally Chinese, they are all people who have emigrated overseas before, some things have not been passed down in China, and the foreign ones look more original." A man's voice explained.

He Bangwei added an item to the schedule in his heart, you can go to see the lion dance.

The bus stopped at the edge of the 13th arrondissement, and the passengers on the bus got off one after another.

As soon as he got out of the car, He Bangwei was a little surprised.

Over here...... Is...... It's very similar to China.

In addition to the appearance of foreigners, there are more figures, such as Chinese accents, Chinese characters, and yellow-skinned people...... It's really all over the place.

The "ancestral old Chinese medicine" and "five ancestral secret recipes" posted on this wall really have a sense of domestic déjà vu.

He Bangwei swallowed and followed the Chinese guide on the road sign into the boundary of the 13th arrondissement of Paris.

Find a hotel first, called Citadines Place d'Italia Paris.

Well, the name is long enough.

He Bangwei took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it would be eight o'clock in the morning.

Paris, Chinatown, I'm coming. (To be continued.) )