When she opened it, she pursed her lips and smiled, and wrote down two words seriously: "Thank you." ”

Hand the notebook back again, Qin Xiu opened it and took a look, and secretly said "good words" in his heart, strong and graceful, mellow and delicate, and full of calm restraint between horizontal and vertical.

The words are like them, no wonder her uncle praises her endlessly.

Looking at the only two words, Qin Xiu also replied with two words, and handed over the notebook again.

"No thanks."

The two words he replied made the corners of Ye Jian's mouth more curved, and he didn't write again, but drew a smiling face and handed it over.

One can speak eight Chinese, has a good IQ, and looks good,...... Why is the sense of direction so poor? It's so illogical.

She read a book in medical school that mentions that children with a poorly developed sense of direction may have problems such as being unorganized, poorly planned, and misjudging position and order.

But judging from Qin Xiu's body, he really can't see it, what he sees is a diplomatic staff member who is old and well-trained and does things well.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a person with a bad sense of direction.

The exchange of notebooks ended with Ye Jian smiling, and the plane arrived at the airport at 11 o'clock Chinese time six hours later.

Although there was no salute of flowers, when the senior leader walked out of the ramp of the special plane, he was greeted by the chief executive officer, the minister of foreign affairs, the head of the accompanying delegation, and the minister of finance.

The five-day visit officially began, and when China celebrated the National Day and other countries believed that no leaders would visit abroad during the National Day period, China's senior leaders began to hold secret talks with the Pakistani side.

As a religious country, Pakistan's cultural life is monotonous, and when the big leader talks with the president of Pakistan, Ye Jian chatted with the president's daughter, and understood why this girl of her age loves Chinese culture.

From places of interest to customs, to some festivals and customs and some interesting things about himself at school, Ye Jian and this Miss Petty have become good friends in less than two days.

"I love to travel, but now is not the right time to travel in my country, and unfortunately, I can't take you to visit the most beautiful scenery in our country." Miss Petty, who sat cross-legged across from Ye Jane, had a pair of large, beautiful eyes, full of faint sadness, like a wounded swallow, waiting for the day when it would return to the sky.

Facing her sadness, Ye Jian smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, I will always wait until that day comes." War is both destruction and reconstruction, Miss Petty, and that day will not be too far off. ”

Compared with Pakistan, China is indeed a paradise now, with no war, no al-Qaeda, and no extremists.

And for this well-educated and knowledgeable Miss Petty, it is not unreasonable that she is keen on Chinese culture, because she wants to fly higher and farther, but the truth tells her that she can't.

The accompanying interpreter quickly reported to Qin Xiu and told them that Ye Jian did not need his translator here, and that her communication with Miss Petty was fluent throughout the whole process, and her language skills were no worse than that of a translator.

Qin Xiu didn't send another translator, he really didn't expect that this little girl would be so powerful that she also had a certain talent in language.

The bell began to ring, and the clock was already pointing to half past two in the afternoon, which was the time when Miss Petty needed to take English lessons.