"Let's go." Yang Jingxing dragged his suitcase: "Call the professor yourself and see if there is anything to eat."

Kong Chenhe grabbed the small box in Yu Xinting's hand: "We didn't buy it on the road..."

Yu Xinting shook her head while holding the phone: "I'm not hungry, I just ate."

The parking lot at this time was still quite quiet, with the sounds of a few people's staggered footsteps, the sound of suitcases rolling, and even the sound of Yu Xinting's phone button.

"Hey, professor, I'm here." Yu Xinting felt that she had become a bit promising, and her tone seemed to be less awe-inspiring than before: "Hey, we met... um... I said it... no need... um, okay..."

When they arrived at the car, after putting their luggage away, the three girls crowded into the back seat. Yu Xinting in the middle was busy digging through her bag to take out things: "Your...yours."

Each person has a small box. Kong Chenhe looked at it hurriedly and shouted: "Ah! Dior!"

"Didn't you say that Le Xian perfume smells good last time?" Yu Xinting smiled and said to An Xin: "Your handmade soap and hand cream are very effective when I use them. You can try them."

An Xin looked carefully, and Yang Jingxing turned on the light to feel her presence: "Quickly touch Xinting's hand."

An Xin chuckled and shook Yu Xinting's hand: "Thank you...it's so slippery."

Kong Chenhe couldn't wait anymore: "This is it. It smells much better than Chanel... What is this?"

Yu Xinting said: "The gift I gave you when I got off the plane was chocolate... This customer manual is useless."

Kong Chenhe hugged the perfume and twitched his hands to watch the plane. He seemed to understand English: "Haha... I regard you as a potential customer!"

Yu Xinting also hehe: "I can rent the worst plane for an hour."

Kong Chenhe was curious: "How much does it cost to come here this time?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "I don't know, I didn't ask."

Yang Jingxing sighed with envy while driving: "No wonder you all are coming, it turns out there are gifts."

The back seat was quiet for a while, and it was Yu Xinting who spoke: "I don't know what you like."

Yang Jingxing pretended again: "Oh, how pitiful..."

An Xin and Kong Chenhe had nothing to do with each other. They were reading a manual and looking at gifts. Yu Xinting felt a little embarrassed. She looked straight ahead from the middle of the front seat, as if she was trying to think of an excuse.

Yang Jingxing said: "Give me the candy, you'd better not eat it."

An Xin laughed, and Yu Xinting was also generous: "Okay..." and handed it over.

Yang Jingxing took the things and put them down: "Thank you."

Kong Chenhe also laughed: "I'm not fat, really, you can't tell."

Yu Xinting didn't seem to be too worried: "I won't be able to do it these days. I'll do some exercise after that... Only now do I know how awesome you are, and I admire you!"

An Xin smiled: "It's mainly because you eat so well."

Yu Xinting swore to God: "No, pay special attention, the three thousand meters is basically uninterrupted every night... Oh, it must be an air problem! The senior sister is not fat at all, and she said she eats sausages and gnaws pig trotters every day!"

Yang Jingxing joined in the fun: "I must have lied to you, I believe it."

Yu Xinting said seriously: "Really. But I feel that she is under a lot of pressure. She has to learn and teach at the same time. She has to prepare carefully for each class for a long time. It is scarier than going on stage."

An Xin can understand: "It's too much to be on stage every day... What's it like in London?"

Yu Xinting thought for a moment: "It's okay. It'll be fine if you put your mind right. They have many more performance opportunities than us. Even if they are students... there is no need to take it too seriously."

An Xin felt that Yu Xinting was deceiving people who had never been abroad: "London Symphony, Tobysy, and Barbie Ken!"

Yu Xinting said seriously: "Yes, but if you look at the performances in New Zealand, there are more than 100 performances a year, and half of them are not so famous."

No one is easy to hit, no matter how famous you are, it is much better than you Yu Xinting. An Xin can only nod: "Then you have no plans recently?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "I was contacted by an orchestra the day before yesterday. Lambeth Symphony Orchestra, have you heard of it?"

An Xin shook his head.

Yu Xinting haha: "Neither did I. After checking, I found out that it is a district in London. After thinking about it, I forgot about it. I am embarrassed to cooperate with the Puhai Philharmonic and then play with the Xuhui Philharmonic. Besides, I can't make up the time."

An Xin was amused and supported: "There must be a choice."

Kong Chenhe seemed to have finished reading: "And the money must be small."

Yu Xinting: "I didn't talk about it, but this kind of group is generally very poor, more amateur..."

An Xin feels: "The key is that the level and influence are not enough. It doesn't matter if the money is less."

Yu Xinting was more serious: "I'm okay, I have a fixed salary. It's only slowly that I realized why Americans care so much about a job. What they hate most about foreigners is that they take away their job opportunities..."

This girl has indeed broadened her horizons and gained knowledge. She can describe to An Xin and Kong Chenhe how difficult it is to live without money. For example, Ai Ziran, who worked hard to save a little bit of money, was completely wiped out by the art exhibition not long after.

As for reaching out to family members, it seems difficult for them to do such a thing. American family ties are a bit strange. They seem to be so friendly, and they kiss and hug each other when they meet...

Yang Jingxing basically concentrated on being a driver, but after he didn't speak for a long time, he would give some opportunities later. Yu Xinting came back with a photo album of Ai Ziran's works and asked, "Do you want to see it?"

"Me?" Yang Jingxing came back to his senses and was simply flattered: "Of course, I want to buy it too."

Yu Xinting first explained: "They are all a bit expensive, so there is no discount."

How expensive is it? For example, a basketball-sized sculpture made of resin costs three to four thousand US dollars. The most expensive one is a three-dimensional painting, priced at more than 20,000. Yu Xinting was a little jealous: "If it can be sold out,

, she can earn three to four hundred thousand!"

Yang Jingxing also despised: "You are so poor and yet you are so open-minded!"

Kong Chenhe was panicked: "Is there the cheapest one?"

Yu Xinting gestured: "So small, so small, hundreds...many things are not suitable for us!"

Yes, remembering that the theme of Ai Ziran's exhibition must involve sex and sex, it was even more difficult for Kong Chenhe. He had to take a good look at it, but he might not be able to do his part.

Listening to Yu Xinting's experiences all the way, the car quickly returned to the bustling urban area. In fact, she had only been away for more than half a year, and Yu Xinting seemed to be feeling homesick. She would alternately lie on top of her two friends and look outside, taking the opportunity to have some intimacy and fun.

Lexian called Yang Jingxing: "Is Xinting here?"

Yang Jingxing said, "On the way, we are almost at the professor's house."

Le Xian hehe: "I said you will definitely accept it. How about returning to the embrace of the motherland, are you excited and crying?"

Yang Jingxing said: "My mouth is watering when I see the delicious food on the roadside."

Le Xian laughed: "Don't tell me this..."

Although he expressed concern, Lexian hung up the phone without talking to Yu Xinting. Yang Jingxing told: "Lexian asked you to seize the opportunity to eat well and work hard in the coming year."

Yu Xinting told her friend: "She picked up her parents..."

Speaking of which, Chai Litian was preparing to take her parents to Puhai to celebrate the New Year. She said that it was the custom in their hometown to celebrate the New Year in their new house. Only then did Kong Chenhe remember: "I forgot to call her!"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "Go to bed early. Tomorrow... I brought them a metronome. You can help me give it to her."

Kong Chenhe nodded: "Give it to her or 306?"

Yu Xinting said: "Give it to them."

Yang Jingxing looked for an opportunity: "You mean their shots are inaccurate?"

Yu Xinting shook her head: "It's not for use, it's the kind of fun handicrafts... I really don't know what to buy. Many gadgets are made in China."

Yang Jingxing understood: "There are also gifts in 306."

An Xin looked at the situation and comforted her with a smile: "The return of a beautiful woman is the best gift."

Yu Xinting's serious expression clearly meant she didn't want it as a gift, but the girl thought of a logical reason: "You went there yourself, so I didn't bring you any."

Yang Jingxing was very ignorant: "Xiao He hasn't been there?"

Kong Chenhe was shocked, but Yu Xinting still had a serious reason: "She wanted perfume last time, so she didn't buy it because she didn't have time."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Okay, I forgive you for not breaking off our friendship this time."

An Xin giggled, and Kong Chenhe also chuckled: "Remember next time...who are you?" He took the advertisement and asked.

Yu Xinting turned the page: "...It seems like this."

Kong Chenhe pointed and asked, "What does this mean?"

Yu Xinting is not really proficient in learning: "It should be a combination of words, bay and river, are the models of aircraft."

Kong Chenhe thought: "It's not small, it's so small compared to the car."

Yu Xinting shook her head: "That's not correct. There were only three cars just now, and they were almost as long as an airplane, more than half."

Kong Chenhe continued to be curious: "Do I need to go through security check on the plane?"

Yu Xinting nodded: "It's the same, but the passage is different... The luggage doesn't seem to be so strict. I saw Tao Meng carrying a big bottle of lotion."

Kong Chenhe complained: "It was so dry on the plane. I spent ten hours and my mouth was peeling..."

Yu Xinting said: "This is not bad, it feels similar to the air outside,"

Yang Jingxing, a rustic: "Is there anything to eat?"

Yu Xinting nodded: "Yes, there are many, both hot and cold."

Yang Jingxing was jealous: "What's so great, can we have hot pot? Is there a barbecue?"

Yu Xinting was speechless.

Kong Chenhe stopped talking about airplanes: "Is her brother fun? Isn't he cute?"
To be continued...