When she opened it, she chuckled and wrote down two words: "thank you."

The notebook was handed back again. Qin Xiu opened it and said "good words" in his heart. He was vigorous and charming. He was round and beautiful. He was steady and introverted from horizontal to vertical.

It is no wonder that her uncle is full of praise for her.

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

"No thanks."

The two words he answered made Ye Jian's mouth more curved. Instead of writing, he drew a smiling face and handed it over.

One can speak eight languages, has a good IQ, looks good Why is the sense of direction so bad? It's too illogical.

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

But from Qin Xiu's point of view, we can't really see that what we see is a diplomatic staff member who is experienced in dealing with affairs and is self-confident in doing things.

In any case, it's not like a person with poor sense of direction.

The notebook communication ended in Ye Jian's smile. Six hours later, the special plane arrived at the airport at 11:00 Chinese time.

This is not a public visit. Even Pakistan is arranging it in secret. Although there are no flowers and guns, when the leader stepped out of the gangway of the special plane, he was welcomed by the chief executive officer, the Minister of foreign affairs, the head of the delegation and the Minister of Finance on both sides of the gangway.

The five-day visit officially began. When China celebrated its national day and other countries thought that no leaders would visit abroad during the national day, China's top leaders began to hold secret talks with Pakistan.

As a religious country, Pakistan's cultural life is monotonous. When the leader talks with the president of Pakistan, Ye Jian talks with the president's daughter, and understands why this girl of her own age loves Chinese culture.

From places of interest to local customs, as well as some festivals and customs, as well as some interesting things about himself in school, in less than two days, Ye Jian and this miss Patty have become good friends.

"I like traveling, but my country is not a suitable time for traveling now. Unfortunately, I don't want to take you to visit the most beautiful scenery here." Miss patty, who sits across from Yejian, has big and beautiful eyes, full of light sadness, like a wounded swallow, waiting for the day when she returns to the sky.

Facing her sadness, Ye Jian smiled and said: "it doesn't matter, it will wait until that day. The war is destruction and reconstruction, Miss petty. It won't be too far. "

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

For this well-educated and knowledgeable Miss petty, her passion for Chinese culture is not unreasonable, because she wants to fly higher and farther, but the fact tells her that she can't.

The accompanying translator quickly reported to Qin Xiu and told them that Ye Jian didn't need his translator. Her communication with Miss pettie was smooth and her language ability was no worse than that of a translator.

Qin Xiu didn't send any more translators. He didn't think that the little girl was so powerful that she had some talent in language.

The clock began to ring. It was already at 2:30 p.m. and it was time for Miss Patty's English class.

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