"No... Nope!"
Chen Yinyin suppressed a smirk, and pretended to say seriously: "Then why did you embark on the path of the president, I thought you would become a "Chinese Little Master".
Feng Zhuo frowned.
What the woman said touched his blind spot of knowledge.
"what is that?"
Hearing this, the woman was surprised: "Don't you? You don't even know this, and you have no childhood."
"Why should I know these irrelevant things?"
The man asked naturally with a face, and continued: "If my time were spent learning about boring and useless things, I would probably have broken down long ago."
Hearing what he said, it seems to be the same.
As an heir who has to shoulder the burden of the family before graduating from university, childhood should not be so easy, right
"What do you mean by a sympathetic look?"
The man was a little displeased and said, "I don't think there is anything wrong with it."
"It's really nothing bad."
Chen Yinyin smiled at him and said, "However, it's not a sin to relax occasionally. Life should be more fun."
"Oh? Watching cartoons is fun?"
Adhering to the principle of asking if you don't understand, and searching if you don't understand, Feng Zhuo has already searched for "Chinese Little Master" in just a few words.
"Uh, this..."
Chen Yinyin doesn't know how to answer the conversation, but someone should not dislike cartoons so much. When the two little guys in her belly are born, the TV at home will only be able to show cartoons.
"You have to get used to it as soon as possible. In the future, you will spend more time watching cartoons with your children."
Feng Zhuo twisted his brows and said in a deep voice, "Why does my child look at those things? It's no good."
Chen Yinyin completely disagrees with his statement.
"What children look at cannot be judged by the values of adults..."
"If you always treat your child like a child, then he will never grow up."
Unexpectedly, from a cartoon, the two people could discuss the issue of children's education, and it also made her come to the conclusion that their educational concepts are completely incompatible.
"But children are children. You can't ask them to behave like adults."
At this time, Uncle Lin's first two dishes were ready, and they happened to be brought up, making them stop the discussion about education.
At present, Chen Yinyin has completely forgotten what was still being discussed intensively just now, and is really hungry...
"Um... it tastes so good!"
The meat is delicious, melts in the mouth, and the taste and taste are not too delicious.
People say that food can make people forget their worries and sorrows, and improve their mood. It is true.
"Uncle Lin, how is this made and how can it be so delicious?"
She swears that she has never eaten such a delicious steak in her life.
Uncle Lin smiled kindly and said to her: "It's not so exaggerated. If you want to eat, you are welcome to come at any time. In fact, Ah Zhuo's Italian cooking skills are not worse than mine. If he doesn't have time to come to Italy, let him cook it for you. It’s the same with eating."
Chen Yinyin looked at Feng Zhuo cautiously, her eyes seemed to ask: "Is it okay?"
The man's thin lips pursed, and he was about to refuse, but after seeing her expectant gaze, he didn't say anything.
"When did I not meet your request?"
It seems to be the same. Although Feng Zhuo loves her, he is more arrogant. He really wants to say that every time she asks or asks him for something, although the process is a bit more tortuous, he agrees.
"Looking at how affectionate you are, I think Yu Sheng and Wanyang will be very pleased."
Feng Zhuo nodded and asked him, "Are you not going to go back to China?"
Uncle Lin shook his head and smiled: "There is nothing to worry about in China. Besides, after spending so long in Florence, I am used to everything here. I really want to change my place, but it's still uncomfortable."
…
After eating, the two said goodbye to Uncle Lin and left the restaurant.
Due to the rush of this trip, there is not much time left for them. The flight time will take more than ten hours, which means that it is almost time to go to the airport if they have to rush back to Tongcheng before Monday.
Chen Yinyin still has some intentions, but this time it was not originally for traveling, let alone work is more important.
The man caught the loss in her eyes, squeezed her hand, and said softly: "If you want to come again, you can do it anytime."
She turned her face to look at him.
Yes, he is by his side. He is still alive for the rest of his life, and he will always come again.
There was still some time, the two held hands and walked leisurely in the streets in the afternoon.
Here is a typical Mediterranean climate, blue sky and white clouds, clear sky.
"In fact, among the many translated names in Florence, my favorite is'Falengcui'."
Feng Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words: "Why?"
She smiled and said: "Because of literature and art, and this translation is the most pronouncing Italian, Firenze, isn't it?"
"Well, the pronunciation is not bad."
With a faint smile on Feng Zhuo's lips, it is rare to praise her again.
"I also know a few words, which are incomparable to you. I learned them when I was doing travel guides."
"But..."
Chen Yinyin paused for two seconds and looked around the buildings on both sides of the street. Almost all of them were brightly colored walls, dark green shutters, crimson roofs... a passionate and unrestrained temperament.
The urban temperament and the name "Felengcui" seem to be not unified in style.
"What kind of city do you think Florence is?"
Without waiting for Feng Zhuo's answer, her gaze was completely attracted by the buildings in front of her.
Do you want to be so coincidental! God knows that the block they walked in is actually where Bai Limuda is!
Her eyes are shining. You must know that this is a top European fashion education institution and is recognized as the world's four top fashion design schools. It is the "sanctuary" in the minds of how many people!
"Want to go?"
"No no, I'll take a look."
Chen Yinyin shook her head and denied that she didn't think she could have that strength, but it was okay to see.
"As long as you want, it's not that difficult."
"No, no..."
Chen Yinyin hurriedly shook her head and smiled: "In the years when I was studying in the UK, my head became big. If I were to go back to school for classes, I would probably be crazy."
Feng Zhuo hit her mercilessly: "Well, it's pretty self-knowing."
The woman glared at him dissatisfiedly.
"I said I can't do it myself, it's okay, but you can't say it. Is it difficult to understand?"
"Say or not, who will say that the fact is like this, will not change, there is a difference?"
Chen Yinyin: "..."
She understands the truth, but she can't accept it psychologically, okay
"Go away, go to the airport."
She has to go back and continue her "design career". After all, to become a world-renowned designer, she doesn't have to use her tongue.