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When Zhou Sisi arrived at Milan Airport, it happened to be 11 o'clock in the evening local time in Italy.

But even if she went out in a hurry, Zhou Sisi would not be wronged, and booked the Park Hyatt Hotel in Milan during the flight, and the hotel pick-up staff should be waiting for her at the door with a name board at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhou Sisi walked out of the passage, someone greeted him, "Hello, you must be Miss Zhou Sisi!" ”。

"You are?" To Zhou Sisi's surprise, she was greeted by a Chinese.

With a smile on his face, the visitor introduced himself, "My name is Gino, I am studying in Italy, and now I am working part-time as a tour guide, and the Park Hyatt Hotel arranged for me to pick you up."

Zhou Sisi felt that he was very lucky, he was able to meet his fellow countrymen when he first arrived in Italy, "But how do you know that it is mine?" ”。

Gino took out his mobile phone and pointed to the customer information sent to him by the hotel, "I have seen your passport photo, you can come to me if you need anything during this time in Italy".

Zhou Sisi nodded, got into Gino's car and went to the Park Hyatt Hotel, Zhou Sisi fell on the bed when she entered the room, she was going to adjust the jet lag first.

Now it is six o'clock in the morning of the next morning, Zhou Yi and Zhou Yan walked into the airport again, this time the two of them went to Italy together, Zhou Yan mainly wanted to get Zhou Sisi back, and Zhou Yi was very concerned about Master Miaozhen in addition to this, could it be that what would happen to him when he went to Italy this time?

Zhou Yi was closing his eyes and meditating, but Zhou Yan received a call from Li Bai, "Mr. Chu, the Korean side means signing a contract around Christmas."

Zhou Yan briefly calculated the time, and felt that it should be no problem, "Got it."

Zhou Sisi didn't sleep for long, she was woken up by a knock on the door.

"Who" With a head of messy hair, Zhou Sisi opened the door and asked.

It was Gino, who handed over a business card with both hands and asked, "Hello Miss Sisi, do you have any itinerary for today?" This is my number, you can contact me anytime if you want to go somewhere."

"Well, got it, you go get busy...... Hey, wait! Zhou Sisi still wanted to get some sleep, so she perfunctorily put Gino in her pocket and was about to close the door, but she suddenly remembered something and called out to Gino who was about to leave, "What is the most famous building in Milan?" ”。

Gino thought for a moment, "If you say the most famous, it should be the Monastery of Santa Maria del Gechi, because the Last Supper is housed in it, are you going to go?" ”。

"I'm just asking, thank you" Zhou Sisi simply thanked him and closed the door.

After ordering a breakfast, Zhou Sisi walked out of the room in simple clothes, carrying a large backpack with a bulging bag, asked the address of the monastery at the hotel front desk, and left the hotel.

But Zhou Sisi was a little difficult to get out of the gate, because there were no taxis on the streets of Milan!

Zhou Sisi had no choice but to take the map and walk towards the destination, and as soon as she walked out, Zhou Sisi's eyes lit up, and she saw a carriage!

After running to the coachman's side for a long time, Zhou Sisi finally understood the situation from the Italian old man's half-baked English sentences, taxis in Milan must be booked in advance, and tourists who come here prefer to take horse-drawn carriages.

After negotiating the price, he got into the carriage, put his backpack aside, and listened to the shouts of the coachman, Zhou Sisi felt that the irritability in his heart was dispelled a little.

Sitting in the carriage and looking at the pedestrians shuttling on both sides of the road, Zhou Sisi secretly sighed that Milan deserves to be the fashion capital! It can be reflected in the way you dress, almost every Milanese can be the protagonist of street photography, and various styles of fashion can be found here.

There were some bumps along the way, and just when Zhou Sisi felt another wave of sleepiness, he heard the neighing of the two horses in front of him, and his destination had arrived!

Zhou Sisi jumped out of the carriage with his backpack, and the monastery of Santa Maria delg stood in front of him.

The whole monastery is not large, the main structure is mainly red bricks, and it looks like an ordinary monastery on the outside, but if you don't know the inside story, who would have guessed that one of the most famous murals in the world would be housed in such a place.

Zhou Sisi stood at the door of the monastery, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling as if he could smell a sense of history in the air, and the bulletin board at the entrance of the monastery said that the entire monastery was founded in 1463, in other words, it has experienced more than 500 years of vicissitudes, but it is still standing here.

Asked the staff, Zhou Sisi was a little surprised, in her impression, like this kind of world famous painting must be very strictly preserved, but she didn't expect the staff to tell her that if you want to visit "The Last Supper", as long as you buy a ticket, you can go to a small house next to it to watch, and Zhou Sisi, who bought the ticket, really saw it!

"The Last Supper" is actually a mural, Zhou Sisi stands in front of the whole wall, looking at the characters with different expressions in the painting, and feels as if he is all integrated into the painting, as if the thirteen disciples in the painting are really sitting in front of him, arguing with each other, explaining his innocence to Jesus, while Jesus is just sitting in the middle of the whole long table, without any response.

"What do you see in there? My child" Zhou Sisi was standing in front of the wall in a daze, when he suddenly heard a gentle voice behind his ear.

Zhou Sisi turned around and saw that it was an old man wearing a red hat and a red robe, his skin was already loose, and his back was a little bent, but his eyes were full of wisdom, as if he could see through people's hearts, and he actually spoke fluent Chinese.

"Are you a priest?" Zhou Sisi didn't know much about Western religions.

Seemingly a little surprised by Zhou Sisi's question, the old man smiled and said to Zhou Sisi, "Priest? Yes, my child, I was a priest, and maybe now you can call me Paul".

He didn't pay attention to the old man's words, and Zhou Sisi didn't know what etiquette should be used in the monastery, so he had to bow awkwardly, "Hello, Father Paul."

"You seem to like this painting very much," the old man pointed behind Zhou Sisi, "Do you feel anything about the painting?" ”。

Zhou Sisi nodded, turned around and slowly stretched out a finger, pointing at Jesus in the center of the painting, and muttered, "He...... It's weird."

Hearing Zhou Sisi's words, the old man actually raised his eyebrows, there were not many things that could make him have this kind of action.

The old man took out a cross necklace from his bosom and put it in Zhou Sisi's hand, "May the Lord bless you, my child."

Zhou Sisi was holding the necklace in his hand and was a little unclear.