Jiang Yue didn't have much to pursue in her studies, but when she entered a new university, she was quite adaptable, and because she was exposed to new things, it was also interesting.

Every day, I go out of the mountains by car, come back from the mountains, go out early and return late.

Zhang Liuling stayed in the mountains, as if he didn't plan to join the WTO.

In just half a month, Jiang Yue studied there and made a lot of friends, foreigners are open, and Jiang Yue's temperament is not the kind of subtle, so he is very compatible with those foreigners.

Her English has also improved by leaps and bounds, and there is basically no problem in daily communication.

Because Jiang Yue is Chinese, with a bright personality and beautiful appearance, there are many foreigners chasing Jiang Yue on the college campus, and Jiang Yue can take out four or five around him.

Her life in school was colorful, and after returning to the villa, she took the text messages sent to her by the men who pursued her in the school, read them in front of Zhang Liuling, and recited them in front of Zhang Liuling with emotion.

In the bedroom, Zhang Liuling didn't react at all to Jiang Yue's show-off, and after she finished reciting, she only said, "The spoken language has improved by leaps and bounds, and it seems that I can recite love poems."

Jiang Yue was proud.

The two are now living in the same room, Jiang Yue is lying on the big bed under him and says, "The day after tomorrow, we will have a classmate party, they said that they want to bring their family to attend, Uncle Zhang can go to see those suitors of mine, but I don't know in what capacity Uncle Zhang is attending this party."

Jiang Yue was pulling the school card on his shirt and playing with it in his hand, "So I told them that Uncle Zhang is my family, after all, Uncle Zhang is so old, if he is my boyfriend, they will laugh at me."

Zhang Liuling slowly turned from her face to busy her own affairs with a light and soft face: "Since I am your suitor, I won't spoil the fun, have fun."

Jiang Yue looked at his calm face, lay on the bed and said, "I'm thinking about who I'm going to associate with."

When Jiang Yue said this, Zhang Liuling turned around and looked at her, "Maybe I can still pick a reference for you."

The next morning, Jiang Yue went to the restaurant to attend a weekend party with her classmates, and when she got there, she was full of foreigners, and as soon as Jiang Yue appeared, everyone gathered around Jiang Yue, communicated with her in English, and asked her if she said she wanted to bring her family?

Jiang Yue came alone today, and for their questions, he only said that his family would not come.

She uses the word family, not family.

Everyone sighed.

Weekend parties are all about eating and drinking, foreigners are different from those in China, foreigners attach great importance to the weekend, everyone discusses art, art exhibitions, philosophy, and many things.

Of course, there are also discussions about men and women.

The word sex is very open among this group of foreigners, and it is mentioned at any time, and it is also playing in the art circle, so it is even more open to this word.

Just when everyone was chatting about this topic, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of pushing the door outside the door, and everyone looked towards the door and saw an extremely temperamental man.

The man has a high nose bridge, thin lips, soft facial features, and is very tall, 1.86 meters, not a foreigner, but a Chinese.

Few foreigners appreciate Chinese men, especially those with soft facial features.

But the foreigners were all staring at the moment they saw the man standing at the door.

Jiang Yue looked over, and when she saw Zhang Liuling, she immediately got up from the chair, and she walked over with a smile to introduce her: "This is my uncle."

Zhang Liuling rarely came out of the villa since he took her abroad, and he listened to Jiang Yue's introduction and glanced at her.

Jiang Yue still didn't speak, Zhang Liuling introduced herself slowly, of course, following her words and calling herself her uncle.

Accompany her in this game.

Everyone didn't doubt it, they all came over to greet them warmly, Zhang Liuling talked to them for a few words, and then sat down with Jiang Yue under everyone's warm invitation.

Actually, it's a weekend party today

In order to cater to the school's theme, everyone should make an analysis and insight on a famous painting.

The reason why Jiang Yue asked him to come was naturally to let him see how good he was among the foreigners.

Zhang Liuling, as her uncle, naturally gave her enough face, sat down in her family position, and watched her talk on stage.

She is really a smart student, as long as she is willing to spend hard work, there is nothing that she can't learn, and the speed is still extremely fast, in just a short time, the spoken language has improved extremely fast, and she no longer bumps and bumps.

Zhang Liuling looked at her sparkling appearance on the stage, and her face was calm and calm.

Jiang Yue is a rather stinky person, she just wants him to know how powerful she is, and the more she talks under his sight, the more energetic she becomes.

The people in the audience kept clapping their hands and praising them.

Jiang Yue looked at the person in the seat, and the person in the seat was the uncle in her mouth, so she naturally applauded.

Jiang Yue no longer looked at him, and interacted with the people in the audience with her own opinions.

After the weekend party, Jiang followed Zhang Liuling back in the evening, and on the way back, she looked at him with a smile and waited for his comment.

Zhang Liuling said, "Yes, it's a little better than I imagined."

He commented very restrainedly, and did not praise her with any special words.

Jiang Yue said, "Has it only improved a little?"

She asked.

Zhang Liuling said: "It is better to keep a low profile as a person."

Jiang Yue said, "I can't keep a low profile, it's just so good, and my current spoken language." Jiang Yue lay on his chest: "Isn't it good? My uncle?"

"It could be better."

He remained calm.

Jiang Yue saw that he refused to praise himself, and stared at him a little angrily.

"On Sunday I decided to go on a date with a guy here today," she said.

Zhang Liuling looked at her.

Jiang Yue said, "It's the boy who added your contact information at the end of today."

In the next second, Zhang Liuling's mobile phone vibrated at this time, he held the mobile phone in his hand, he glanced down, and only glanced at her.

Of course, Zhang Liuling knew that her age was the age when the school recruited bees and butterflies, and he said, "It's good, it's very sunny."

Jiang Yue said: "Of course, the American-style sunshine boy, when he sees him, he can think of the California beach, the hot sun on the beach."

Jiang Yue played with her hair while attacking her with her youth.

Zhang Liuling was accustomed to it and didn't tell her anything again for the time being.

But at night in the room, Zhang Liuling held her in his arms, pinched her cheek and asked, "Who do you want to associate with?"