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Chapter 239

Ling Xiaoxiao did not ask Jiang Zizhuo to go out together. She was afraid that lunch time would be delayed, so she planned to go to the cafeteria to have more breakfast, so she went out ten minutes early. As a result, at the fork in the road, she saw Jiang Zizhuo, who was dressed in casual clothes. However, when Jiang Zizhuo saw her walking out of the path with her big white legs swaying, her face turned dark again. ¢£,

Ling Xiaoxiao has now developed the courage to ignore Jiang Zizhuo's bad face. Thinking about the summer temperature in the capital in the future, she keeps giving herself courage. She can't stop wearing shorts in all summers in this life, as she will definitely be dying of heat! It's right for her to do this, not at all.

Ling Xiaoxiao ignored Jiang Zizhuo's already narrowed eyes and smiled: "Let's go for breakfast. We'll eat more today. If you eat late at noon, you'll go hungry."

Jiang Zizhuo only felt that he was full of anger and had no appetite to eat breakfast at all. He should find an opportunity to have a good talk with Ling Xiaoxiao...

Ling Xiaoxiao walked forward with a smile, thinking about what to write after a while. She recalled the intensity of her father Ling's day trip to Bincheng during the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school. She deeply felt that it was not enough to eat enough, so she should buy something with her.

Ling Xiaoxiao sat calmly in the cafeteria, and then watched Jiang Zizhuo go to buy breakfast. In college in her previous life, the sisters in the dormitory had a meal with their boyfriend in the cafeteria. The more she thought about it, the more she felt better. When Jiang Zizhuo came back with a plate, she happily gave the other party a bright smile, which made Jiang Zizhuo look puzzled. ¢£,

In the lobby of the hotel, I successfully met with Kim Shin Ai and the others. Looking at each other's gorgeous strapless short skirt, Ling Xiaoxiao felt that she was wearing a lot... Park Mi-hye arrived a little earlier than Ling Xiaoxiao, and she was confirming the itinerary with the teacher of No. 8 Middle School. Ling Xiaoxiao leaned over and took a look and was a little dumbfounded. The teacher who arranged the itinerary communicated with Ling's father? Why are the attractions so similar?

Ling Xiaoxiao always felt that there were not many special attractions in Bincheng. The Confucian Temple can be counted as one, the pedestrian street can be counted as one, and Mingyue Island can also be counted as one. The others are either too artificial traces or too many far-fetched ingredients. So looking at the full schedule arranged, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that the responsible teacher was too polite and too full of landlords.

The visiting group was 60 people, plus the teachers and receptionists from No. 8 Middle School, and the group was nearly 90 people, and they got on two buses. Chinese students often don’t like to be with teachers because they feel uneasy, but Kim Shin loves them differently. Not to mention whether they have to always show their presence in front of the teacher, they have much more respect for the teachers in their school than Ling Xiaoxiao and the others.∏∈,

So the bus carrying the teacher was the most popular among students. After the teachers got on the bus, the students in the visiting group started to squeeze up. Kim Shin Ai and Jang Mi-yeon had to stomp their feet and stand outside watching the students run into the bus, and then unwilling to get on another bus.

You can't have a bus with Jiang Zizhuo. Ling Xiaoxiao was a little regretful. She recalled that she and Jiang Zizhuo only seemed to have been on the same bus when they went to Ancheng, but at that time, they were not familiar with each other, and they didn't even say a few words together.

Ling Xiaoxiao followed Park Mi-hye and got on the bus. They didn't squeeze in front, so they got on the bus early. There were many seats in front. Ling Xiaoxiao sat side by side with Park Mi-hye. Next to and in front were five of Kim Shin-ai and the others.

"Meihui, Xiaoxiao, is the place we are going to today beautiful?" Jin Shenai put down the things and turned around and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and the others.

Usually, Park Mi-hye will translate it to Ling Xiaoxiao after listening to it. If it is a problem, the two people will discuss a result, and Park Mi-hye will say to Kim Shin-ai and the others. However, it is more usually like this now. Park Mi-hye will start waiting for Ling Xiaoxiao's answer after translating. Facing people who are so good at Chinese that they are famous all year round, Park Mi-hye is very lazy and unwilling to think about the answer. Anyway, the answer is yes, so it depends on how to speak to Kim Shin-ai and the others.

Ling Xiaoxiao frowned and thought about it. It is not easy to say that the places on the itinerary are beautiful, but anyone will feel that their hometown is the most beautiful. With the subjective impression, no one will be willing to deny it. She looked at Park Mi-hye and said, "In my heart, every place in Bincheng is beautiful. The lingering incense thread in the Confucian Temple represents the earnest hope of students and parents. Every building on the pedestrian street tells the history that has been passed by with time. Every time old brand has its own glory and beautiful future. The cathedral is the embodiment of the Chinese people's tolerance for foreign culture and beliefs. If you like this city, you will like and tolerate all aspects of it."

Ling Xiaoxiao's words made Park Mi-hye stunned for a moment. She looked at Ling Xiaoxiao for a while before turning to translate it to Kim Shen Ai and the others. Perhaps Ling Xiaoxiao's words were too literary, and Kim Shen Ai and the others felt like they were answering something wrong and asking questions. Several people muttered for a while, but they didn't understand, but they didn't ask anything else and turned around.

Park Mi-hye looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and sighed: "Why do you always like to speak with great principles? What just now, Shin Ai and the others muttered that they didn't understand at all, saying that they just wanted to know if today's itinerary is worth looking forward to. When they were in China, they often heard that the scenery in China was beautiful and wanted to know if they could see it."

Ling Xiaoxiao laughed: "It's not profound. I just fooled them. I'm just afraid that their expectations will be too high, and then they will think that our Bincheng is not good."

Park Mi-hye turned her head and said, "This shouldn't be the case. They are very satisfied with the food in the hotel. I heard everyone chat in private these days that the hotel has a rich variety of dishes and a lot of fruits, which is better than what they eat in China. Shin Ai and the others even said that they are fat."

Ling Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes and smiled. People say that China is vast and has a wealth of species. Such benefits can be directly reflected on the people's dining tables. Most food on the Korean Peninsula depends on imports, and meat, eggs, milk and poultry are even more needed: "It is best for them to be satisfied, which means that our No. 8 Middle School has received them very well, so that they can eat well, live well, and play well. No matter how hard we work, it is worth it."

"Yes, I've really grown up these days, but I feel that my vision is much broader. If I weren't good-looking, I would have wanted to be a star like them." Park Mi-hye laughed, touched her face, and then put her hand down.
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