The grassland night is getting more and more pleasant.

Zhao Yiduo is constantly making fun of it. As long as he can accept his slutty personality, it will be very comfortable to get in touch with him. He will always try every means to make others happy.

The vodka wine was very strong. After the two bottles of wine were divided, everyone's emotions became more and more deeply the topic of conversation.

They talked about the reasons for studying abroad. Only then did Yang Shubao realize that everyone has a reason to study abroad.

Xie Danfeng had a quarrel with his family. His family didn't want him to go to college. He wanted him to go back to the antique shop to study after graduating from high school and was preparing to be the successor of the family.

But he felt that he had been merciless by his elders since he was a child and lived like a puppet. He couldn't bear it after graduating from high school and chose to study in South Africa.

Yang Shubao also wanted to be merciless like this, but if his father manipulated him, he would have to go back and inherit the common people's restaurants, so he would rather raise pigs in South Africa.

Song Chao had a love affair. He had a long-distance relationship with his girlfriend in college. The two agreed to take the postgraduate entrance examination together, but they were about to take the postgraduate entrance examination. His girlfriend married a rich second-generation.

There are three million Chinese characters in the world, but only the word love is the most murderous.

Song Chao smiled bitterly and raised his glass to stare at the golden wine: "You don't know. My ex-girlfriend went on stage with a big belly when she got married. Later, after I inquired, I found out that the woman who was on the horse started dating after going to college. I was green for four years, and the grassland above my head was bigger than Brother Bao's."

Uncle Yang touched his head and said in horror: "Don't talk nonsense, there is no grassland above my head."

Nicole could already understand these Chinese sluts, and she comforted Lao Yang and said, "Don't worry, your hair is still black. But you have to be good to me alone, otherwise I can support a migrating wildebeest herd on top of your head."

Once wildebeests begin to migrate, the size of the community can reach a huge amount of one million.

Lin Lin's college entrance examination scores were too poor, but she also wanted to study for a doctorate. She had a degree and wanted to get a high degree.

The entrance to study abroad at the Confucius Institute in South Africa is the lowest, because this college is an educational and cultural exchange institution that promotes Chinese and spreads Chinese culture and Chinese studies. Chinese students are naturally as if they are in water.

Zhao Yiduo came to South Africa to study because he had no immediate family members in China. His grandmother passed away when he was a freshman, so he asked a very energetic relative to help him transfer and chose to leave China and go abroad to study.

He sighed depressedly: "I thought my uncle was awesome, but later I found out that he was just a greedy man who drank wine. He originally wanted him to help me transfer to Nordic Australia, but he didn't have the ability, so he finally sent me to Africa."

The group laughed, but Nicole didn't.

She whispered to Yang Shubao: "I used to think Zhao just likes to joke around, but now I know that he has a clown-like personality."

"What's the meaning?"

"It is in a social role that he plays a clown to gain attention, gain a sense of presence, and also to make himself happy. In order to achieve his goal, driven by this personality, people often show behaviors that outsiders cannot understand."

After briefly introducing it, Nicole smiled bitterly and said, "I used to be like this, because I was always excluded when I was a teenager. It was the flowers that saved me. My grandfather told me that I was a flower elf. He made my room and my living environment full of flowers. In the end, I believed this and slowly walked out of it."

Yang Shubao held her hand and said solemnly: "Do you know, there are really elves in this world, but they are far less beautiful and elegant than you. You are indeed elves, the best elves in the world."

Nicole snuggled in his arms and smiled, "Am I your elf?"

Yang Shubao said: "You are the elves of all life, you are the elves queen, because the man you marry is the elves king."

Nicole was ridiculously happier, but she didn't know what the man she was snuggling up to was telling the truth.

The firewood he picked up was burned and the bonfire gradually dimmed.

The hyenas cries came one after another in the distance, and the sound was very strange, and the people who heard it were trembling.

However, this is the most common on the grassland. International students have become accustomed to it, so they say goodbye to each other and yawn to go to bed.

The construction of the earth kiln of the Jiandi Tribe successfully began to produce. When the first batch of water purification pots were released, the Golden Shield called Yang Shubao and his party to witness the arrival of this equipment in the tribe.

The tribe formally tied the first pottery jar with white veil and gave it to Yang Shubao. The white veil is like Hada in the Arrow Tribe, dedicated to the distinguished guests.

However, it is used differently from Hada. It is tied to or given to guests with certain items. For example, if the chief wants to give a spear to the VIP, he must tie white veil on it.

At the same time, a young man named Kurutantan was invited to participate in the earth kiln opening event. His appearance was different from that of the Arctic natives. His skin was not so dark, his nose was flat, and his lips were thick and big, which was not very good-looking.

But he has a good temperament. His two eyes on his round face have black and shiny pupils, and he looks energetic. He will smile whenever he looks at him.

The Golden Shield introduced them to him that Kurutan was a Bushman, a teacher of the Bushman tribe and the only cultural person in the tribe.

"If you want to give pots to those who really need them, then I don't think there is anything more needed than the Bushmans; if you want to send pots to the Bushman tribe, then you should talk to Kurutantan and he will help you." said the Golden Shield.

Uncle Yang was overjoyed and quickly shook hands with Mr. Kurutantan.

Kurutantan was also very happy. He said, "Mr. Yang, I am honored to know you. The Chinese are amazing. I understand your history. You have encountered more cruel oppression in modern times than our Bushmans, but now they stand proudly on the top of the world. I really hope that our nation is as great as your nation."

Yang Shubao thought he was talking politely, so he smiled politely: "I'm glad to get your praise, Mr. Kurutantan. Actually, I know very well that Bushman is also a very great nation. We have all been oppressed by white civilization. There is a saying among the Zulu people that clouds will block the sun at some point, but it cannot block the sun forever. I believe that clouds will pass and sunshine will shine on our nation again."

Kurutan said frankly: "Mr. Yang, my words just now were not polite. I studied world history in college. I know you. Your nation is amazing."

“As far as I know, over the past century, your country has been robbed and oppressed by many robbers, and the blow it has suffered has never been encountered in any country.”
Chapter completed!