At the pick-up entrance, it was crowded with people of all colors, holding all kinds of pick-up signs, looking at the past, so that Ruan was dazzled by it, and he couldn't tell who was who.

Just as she was dizzy and at a loss, a tall Asian girl walked up to her with a smile, "Hey, Ruan Qingying?" ”

Ruan gently looked at the other party's bright smiling face, and then looked at the pick-up card in the other party's hand that said "Ruan lightly", and the vigilance in his heart did not decrease.

"May I ask who you are?"

"Chen Wei, you can call me vivi."

As she spoke, Chen Wei took the initiative to extend her hand to her.

Ruan breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly shook back with the other party, "Hello, Sister Vivi." ”

Chen Wei looked at her carefully with bright eyes, and said with a smile: "You are really as beautiful as Su Yu said, I will see you as soon as you come out." ”

Ruan blushed a little lightly from praise, "You are also very good-looking." ”

"Really? What do you think I look good at? ”

Ruan Qing was just instinctively polite, but she didn't expect Chen Wei to ask rhetorically, and after being stunned for a moment, she replied very quickly: "You have very three-dimensional facial features, good eye shape, long eyelashes, and a tall ......."

Chen Wei was amused by her seriousness, "Oh my God, why are you so cute, I'm joking with you." ”

Ruan blinked slightly, "I'm telling the truth. ”

Chen Wei was coaxed by her, "The little mouth is so sweet, you will follow your sister in the future, with me, I will never let people bully you......"

“vivi！”

As he was talking, someone suddenly shouted Chen Wei not far away.

Seeing Chen Wei smiling and waving to the other party, Ruan gently turned his head subconsciously, and after looking at the boys coming from the Qing Dynasty, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

The boy's name is Ning Haoran, and when he was on the plane, he happened to sit in the same row as Ruan Qingqing.

In the sum of two lifetimes, it was the first time for Ruan Qingqing to take a plane, and it was an international flight, and she had tinnitus and motion sickness on the way.

Ning Haoran enthusiastically taught her how to relieve tinnitus, and also helped her ask the flight attendant for airsickness medicine.

originally thought it was just the help of Pingshui Meeting, but before getting off the plane, Ning Haoran suddenly asked her for contact information, and said that he had a car and could take her to school.

As an adult woman, Ruan Qingqing could naturally detect Ning Haoran's courtesy and the purpose of her courtship.

She politely declined the other party and casually said that her boyfriend would come to pick her up.

"Hey, see you again."

At Ning Haoran's smiling face, Ruan could only nod awkwardly.

"I didn't expect your boyfriend to be vivi."

In Ning Haoran's teasing and Chen Wei's puzzled eyes, Ruan's face turned pink gently, and just when she was thinking about how to explain, Ning Haoran opened her mouth again to help her out-

"But you're doing the right thing, a girl is in a foreign country, and she should be more vigilant."

Chen Wei probably guessed something, and hugged Ruan lightly like a big sister, "Ignore him, let's go, take you to school first, and then pick up the wind and dust for you." ”

Ruan smiled gratefully at the other party.

Knowing that the two were going to San Martin, Ning Haoran said that he had a car and could give the two of them a ride.

Chen Wei did not agree directly, but asked Ruan Qingqing's opinion.

It can be seen that Chen Wei has a good relationship with Ning Haoran, if it were not for her, Chen Wei would probably choose to take Ning Haoran's car without hesitation.

Chen Wei is considerate and thoughtful, and she can't help but make trouble for the other party without understanding the sophistication of human feelings.

So the two got on Ning Haoran's ride.

Along the way, Chen Wei enthusiastically introduced her to the city's street scene and customs.

London deserves to be recognized as one of the most elegant and beautiful cities in the world.

The old and very British style buildings, double-decker buses, red telephone booths, red mailboxes, black taxis, and the occasional horse-drawn carriage that galloped by, all made Nguyen feel like a dream.

I really want to take a camera to take pictures of everything she saw and send it back to Rongcheng, which is thousands of miles away, so that my family can also see the incomparable beauty here.

Ning Haoran gags from time to time, and the atmosphere is harmonious and happy, which also greatly relieves Ruan's restlessness when he comes to a foreign country.

There are three types of accommodation for international students: homestays, apartments or dormitories.

Nguyen gently chose to live in the school dormitory.

However, if you want to get the dormitory key, you have to go through the enrollment first, accompanied by Chen Wei, the admission procedures are very smooth, and you can also get a map of the school.

Ning Haoran helped Ruan gently move his luggage to the dormitory and left.

Ruan Qingqing chose a single dormitory, with an area of less than 30 square meters, with a living room, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen, and all kinds of living furniture are also complete.

Seeing the telephone on the desk, Ruan's eyes lit up for two minutes, and when he learned that the phone in the dormitory could only be called on campus, his mood plummeted again.

I can't call Jiang Chen in the dormitory in the future.

Not happy.

After cleaning up briefly, Chen Wei took Ruan out to eat gently, and by the way, she familiarized herself with the school environment.

St. Martin's is a world-class temple of art, with its buildings, roads, trees, murals, and sculptures everywhere.

The collision of colors and elements is even more perverse, bold and crazy, which makes her feel both weird and absurd, and refreshing.

At the beginning, Xu Jingmei commented on the word "mediocrity" in her design works, which was really to the point.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes and experienced it herself, she would probably be like a frog at the bottom of a well for the rest of her life, guarding every square inch, drawing mediocre designs with shallow cognition.

Walking on this land full of art, Ruan gently felt that the blood in her body seemed to be boiling loudly, like a dried sponge, desperate to absorb water.