That's right, it was Amyra's sister who depended on each other and came to China.

But at present, they are still in Pingjing. Wan Changsheng must negotiate with him before he can pick him up and meet his younger brother.

Wan Changsheng couldn't believe his ears: "You can't act on your own, are you a minor?"

Amyra's answer was slightly unexpected: "17 years old! Not married yet!"

Wan Changsheng cares about whether to get married or not: "How about you go with me, go see your sister, and spend some time with her."

Amyra said to him: "I said I studied very hard, and my father also knew that I was very hard, so I asked her to see how I studied. Please."

The boy held the master's hand and shook it. Wan Changsheng seemed to see the lonely self in the woods. He smiled and touched his head to agree, took a mobile phone number and set off.

But I didn't see the excited and worried expression in the eyes of the apprentice behind me.

Children who grew up in such complex families are no worse than those of you.

It is normal to be even better than the best.

In comparison, Wan Changsheng is a flower in a greenhouse.

The flowers in the greenhouse felt that Amyra had been with her for a year, and since she had not been able to send them home to meet her relatives, it was natural for her family to come.

Not taking it seriously.

Zhong Mingxia naturally wanted to go too. She happened to follow Director Jiang to the city today and waited for Wan Changsheng in the terminal parking lot.

She didn't bring anything with her hands empty, and her sunglasses and baseball caps have become her standard for going out.

The silver-gray shirt has a small black knot on the neckline, and the dark gray trousers make the legs look longer. Even if they are not a celebrity, they will be noticeable when walking at the airport.

Without the previous excited expression, he just walked side by side, observing Wan Changsheng was operating his phone: "Have you not arranged it yet? You can't walk away for an afternoon or evening?"

Wan Changsheng's time is indeed very tight: "There is another thing in the moment."

The main thing is to prepare various English conversations, and I was still waiting in the waiting hall to call and make an appointment: "Hello?"

Unexpectedly, there was a more authentic Chinese accent over there: "Hello, is it Teacher Wan?"

The English conversation is not as good as Zhong Mingxia's Wan Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, hello, I am Amyra's teacher. Can you find his sister in this phone number..."

As a result, she said that she was, quickly made a time and place with Wan Changsheng, and repeatedly told Wan Changsheng to bring his seal.

Wan Changsheng still has to think about what seal he has, and the other party can't explain it clearly.

Zhong Mingxia's single eyelids quickly turned her back, but she didn't ask what was going on.

I just picked up my little one and didn't know what to write.

It is similar to Wan Changsheng, who usually uses sketchbooks to outline the shape.

However, for more than two hours on the flight today, Wan Changsheng had been inexplicably lingering in his mind.

Maybe it's more because it sounds like a foreigner's Chinese accent.

The slightly heavy voice has an indescribable charm, and Wan Changsheng is mainly proud of it.

Whenever I hear foreigners learn Chinese, I am very proud.

Only when the country is strong and admired by others will it attract all directions to come to the court.

It was also on the flight that Wan Changsheng had difficulty recalling it as if he had flew back from Italy and met the British gentleman on the flight... Oh, when Mr. Gening, Wan Changsheng drew a sketch and stamped a seal for him, and later when he was painting Amyra's father, he also stamped that seal.

This is the only seal that can be said.

Wan Changsheng took out the small seal box from his ancestral pocket to take a look, and was glad that he had prepared for this dinner.

He had no habit of keeping seals at all. All seal stones were used immediately in his hand, and could be polished and started over at any time. The small stones in the seal box had already changed several styles.

This led to him getting his luggage on the ground, and first took out the carving knife from it, trying to reprocess the seal stone with a big finger. But after a year, he had long forgotten all the way he stamped Mr. Ge Ning on the flight.

The seal carving that he would change over and over the past three days is difficult for others to understand.

When asked Du Wen, she didn't remember it either.

Now that there is a car, Du Wen will come to pick them up. He also changed into the dress with big flowers on his waist. However, when he was at the airport, he covered his loose yellow shirt with a casual knot around his waist. His charming style made people stop.

Now I took off my sunglasses and looked at Wan Changsheng's hairstyle and clothes: "Zhong Zhong's outfit is OK, fortunately I brought your suit, and I only remember this seal..."

On the white wrist that was shaking out, a red rope tied the Fengmen Qing seal the size of a tail finger. The faint green is crystal clear, as delicate and beautiful as a small jade lock.

Wan Changsheng has been through so many seal stones, and for the first time, he found that the seal and beautiful hands look so beautiful.

No wonder Yan Congwen wants to write calligraphy on the beauty...

He seems to understand the old professor a little now!

He quickly shook his head and let himself get rid of it: "Then let's go over and see a trick."

Du Wen asked clearly what was going on, and covered her mouth and laughed in surprise: "Arab Princess? Wow, you can, the princess of Amyra's family is here, why don't you hurry up and flirt with her!"

Wan Changsheng looked at her innocently.

Zhong Mingxia stood beside her chuckled and said nothing.

Du Wen was so happy that she said: "The Drama Academy has reached its peak in the field of domestic beauties. It seems that the only way to challenge foreign beauties."

Wan Changsheng indulges her as she pleases, as long as she is happy.

So after the three of them drove away, Du Wen had always been looking forward to the appearance of this Arab princess. Zhong Mingxia said that she had met Ukrainian, Russian, Brazil, and Hong Kong model beauties, and Arabia had never had any idea.

Du Wen painted her that mysterious style, perhaps because she saw the story of a thousand and one night.

Wan Changsheng and Zhong Mingxia both expressed that they could not imagine it.

According to Wan Changsheng's plan, they set off at noon, arrived in Pingjing at three or four o'clock, started the party and dinner at six or seven o'clock, and returned to Jiangzhou at 11 or 2 o'clock, and they would attend the opening ceremony of the auction market tomorrow morning.

So now I originally planned to find a place to have a cup of coffee and put it in a bottom, and then go to a dinner party. The purpose of this kind of cocktail party is definitely not to eat.

Du Wen decided to have Arabic meals, although she didn't leave any particularly deep impression on the transfer terminal last time.

Zhong Mingxia still has no sense of existence. It seems that she is with Du Wen, which is more peaceful than Jia Huanhuan. Instead, she looks very lively.

It was originally in terms of personality.

Arriving at the address sent by the other party’s mobile phone number is either the magnificent palace level or the Arab style. It is just that the bearded foreign men can be seen everywhere in the entire community, and most of the women are wearing veils and bowing their heads without saying a word.

Du Wen curiously flipped a scarf from the armrest box, dressed up her face with her head covered, and giggled at the mirror of the passenger seat.

It can be seen that I am really happy.

Wan Changsheng was even more relaxed. He stopped the car and asked if they were together. Du Wen looked at Zhong Mingxia, and the man immediately said that he had something to deal with. He looked like he opened the soft face and copied the phone and looked very impressed.

Du Wen happily joined together and took a few steps: "I think it's good to stay away from us. Every time we meet, we're very happy. It's not too sad to be separated. I plan to buy a suite in Pingjing for the box office commission this time. What do you think?"

Wan Changsheng doesn’t care: “Have you lived in a school in the past few years? Huanhuan and I bought that apartment… I rarely go there anyway.”

Du Wen glanced at her sideways, twisted her neck twice, and made a beautiful face for herself to show her.

The result was completely different from what Du Wen imagined. Wan Changsheng walked into the carpet-covered trading office. Several bearded men sitting cross-legged on it and drinking tea exchanged a few words in English with similar accents to Amyra, and then shouted loudly behind him, and a fat girl came out!

He looked like a black robe, showing the majestic state of a hill.

Maybe the robe also has a bonus, so it shouldn't be that fat.

But the hands that cover their faces are fleshy.

The contrast was too big, so big that Du Wen almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, she also wore a headscarf to cover her face and lowered her head hard to hold back her expression.

Wan Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked if the other party was Amyra's sister.

It was indeed the slightly heavy Chinese voice, which made Wan Changsheng a little puzzled. Although you can definitely hear foreign accents in this Chinese, it is not a day or two.

People said yes, and even showed their foreign passport. Looking at the twisted fonts on it, Wan Changsheng didn't know anything, but a group of people came in from behind were wearing white robes, and there were two masked black robes, probably maids. Standing behind the hill, the black robes did not have this majesty.

Du Wen's black eyes were so beautiful that she was wrapped in such a gauze scarf. She quickly put on her sunglasses and hid behind the lens to observe the scene.

Others just wanted to show the seal, turn on their phone to show the seal patterns on the picture they took, and the stuttering white robe translation when they were talking was obviously not as skilled as Amyra's sister.

Wan Changsheng looked at it and suddenly realized it and fooled it: "We need to change this at any time, just like the password must be automatically updated at any time. This is our version last year, right away..."

After saying that, he took out a carving knife and quickly carved the small seal as big as his finger!

This kind of small seal played with by pure literati is only more than one centimeter wide, and is very delicate. If a novice is a skating hand, he can directly penetrate the seal surface. Wan Changsheng is extremely skillful.

The tip of the knife marks the inner frame on the already-sharpened seal surface, and then quickly carves the two words "Changsheng" in the seal script.

This is probably the most typo he carved when he was bored.

A group of white robes didn't know whether his statement was true or false. At least it was difficult for them to see Chinese people using seals now.

I could only watch Wan Changsheng lightly blow it, raise a little powder, apply it on the palm of my palm, dip it satisfactorily, and cover it on the tissue next to me: "Is that okay?"

A large group of people nodded in a daze. Compared with the enlarged picture on their phones, they really couldn't tell the difference.

Du Wen likes to look at this uninformed appearance.

But she found that only Amyra's sister was blinking and she didn't say anything.
Chapter completed!