The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

When she opened it, she pursed her lips and laughed, and wrote two words seriously: "Thank you."

Passing the notebook back again, Qin Xiu opened it and said "good word" in his heart. It is strong and strong, round and elegant, and it is calm and introverted horizontally and vertically.

The words are in it, no wonder my uncle is full of praise for her.

Looking at the only two words, Qin Xiu also replied two words, and handed over the notebook again.

"No thanks."

The two words he replied made the corners of Ye Jian's mouth even more curved. She didn't write any more, but drew a smiling face and handed it over.

One can speak eight languages, has a good IQ, and looks good...why does he have such a poor sense of direction? It's so illogical.

She read a book in medical school, which mentioned that children with a poor sense of direction may have problems such as disorganization, poor planning, and misjudgment of position and order.

But from Qin Xiu's body, he really couldn't see it. What he saw was a diplomatic staff member who was experienced in handling things and handled things with ease.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a person with a poor sense of direction.

The laptop exchange ended with Ye Jian smiling, and the special plane arrived at the airport at 11:00 Chinese time six hours later.

This is not a public visit, and even the Pakistani side arranged it secretly. Although there were no flowers and salutes, when the big leader stepped out of the gangway of the special plane, he was greeted by the CEO, the Minister of Foreign Affairs, the head of the accompanying group and the Minister of Finance who were waiting on both sides of the gangway Welcome.

The five-day visit officially started. When my country celebrates the National Day, while other countries think that there will be no leaders going abroad to visit during the National Day of our country, the leaders of our country have already started secret talks in Pakistan.

As a religious country, the cultural life in Pakistan is monotonous. When the leaders met with the President of Pakistan, Ye Jian understood why this girl of her own age loves Chinese culture so much from chatting with the president's daughter.

From places of interest to local customs, to some festivals and customs and some interesting things about him at school, Ye Jianjian and this Miss Petty became good friends who talked about everything in less than two days.

"I like to travel, but my country is not a suitable time for travel. Unfortunately, I want to take you to visit the most beautiful scenery here." Miss Petty, sitting cross-legged across from Ye Jian, has a pair of big And the beautiful eyes are full of a touch of sadness, just like a wounded swallow, waiting for the day to return to the sky.

Facing her sadness, Ye Jian smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter, we will always wait until that day comes. The flames of war are both destruction and reconstruction, Miss Petty, that day will not be too far away."

Compared with Pakistan, China is indeed a paradise now, with no war, no al-Qaeda, and no extremists.

And for this well-educated and knowledgeable Miss Petty, it is not unreasonable for her to be keen on Chinese culture, because she wants to fly higher and farther, but the facts tell her that she cannot.

The accompanying interpreter quickly reported to Qin Xiu, telling them that Ye Jian did not need his interpreter here, and that her communication with Miss Petty was smooth throughout, and her language ability was no worse than that of an interpreter.

Qin Xiu didn't send another translator. He really didn't expect that this little girl is so good that she also has a certain talent in language.

The bell began to strike, and the clock pointed to 2:30 in the afternoon, which was the time for Miss Pitty to have her English class.

I have one more chapter to have a good night