Golden Greenery

So how to spend this holiday? Zhuoyang was a little worried.

Are you still practicing and training as usual? In the school holidays, people go to the building, and it looks very deserted in the winter. Walking alone on the campus, it is not only empty and bleak, but also a little bit gloomy. When the University of Music was on vacation three days ago, all the classrooms were closed, and the doors were closed and locked. Some time ago, he was planning a honeymoon in his heart, but later he was confused in every possible way. Zhuoyang completely forgot about practicing piano during the holidays. Where can he find the keys now?

The Fort Maddie club basically also took a break, leaving some cats and dogs on duty. It is not impossible to go to training, but even the electricians, plumbers and cleaners on the peninsula have gone home, so it is quite troublesome to use training equipment, and it is a bit foolish to be alone.

Lying on the bed, Zhuoyang couldn't help but let out a bad breath. Somehow, he felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

After thinking carefully, he suddenly slapped his forehead. Fuck me! How could you almost forget such an important thing?

Zhuoyang lifted the quilt and jumped onto the floor barefoot. Except for a pair of boxer pants, the nude skin was bare.

He likes to sleep like this since he was a child, no matter in spring, summer, autumn or winter. If it weren't for the inconvenient and extremely unsightly discharge of water in the middle of the night, he would have retained this pure land of shame. After more than ten years of habit formation, as long as he is sleeping, Zhuoyang will naturally take off like this. No matter how drowsy he is after drinking, he will subconsciously complete a series of undressing actions.

Zhuoyang opened the drawer on the right side of the desk, took out a rose-colored item, and then jumped back into the warm blanket. Tucking the corner of the quilt, he shrunk his head down, arched his mouth and chin together, leaving his nostrils still breathing outside. With his back to the sky, Zhuoyang opened the thing.

This is an invitation, an invitation from Berlin.

Zhuoyang received this invitation last week, and it was handed directly to him by a special person at noon.

The invitation reads:

Dear Mr. Zhuoyang, I sincerely invite you to come to Chesterton Manor in Berlin at 19:00 pm on January 8, 2003, to attend the eighth birthday party of my little daughter Midelle Swinburne. Looking forward to your visit with your family and friends!

Inscribed - Your Friend: Andrew Swinburne

Little angel Midelle's birthday is coming!

Zhuoyang likes this cute and beautiful pink little girl very much, although he has only met her twice. Once, Midelle fell into the water and was rescued by Zhuo Yang alone, and once, Midelle's family made a special trip to the Music University to express their gratitude. Not counting the time of falling into the water, in Carl Norman's office, Zhuoyang immediately fell in love with that crystal-clear little angel. It's hard not to like such a cute little girl carved in powder and jade. Who wouldn't protect and love a little girl like honey? Midelle also clearly showed her trust and intimacy with Zhuoyang. Zhuoyang was not only her savior, but also solved her fear knot. Zhuoyang convinced Midelle that the death threat was just a small accident and joke from heaven.

In the professor's office, Midelle held Zhuoyang's hand and refused to let go, yelling "brother, brother" endlessly. That day Zhuoyang also agreed to Mr. Swinburne's invitation to be a guest, but later he had to give up because he couldn't spare the time.

On that frantic night when 'Rubber Lips' met Swinburne, Midelle's father solemnly extended an invitation to Zhuoyang, hoping that he could come to Midelle's birthday party after the New Year, and Zhuoyang happily agreed at that time, Later, I received this very formal invitation. When he first got the invitation, Zhuoyang was still thinking: Why is a child's birthday so serious?

Good guy, I almost forgot about it. Midelle knows, but what kind of resentment does she still have? Maybe that cute little mouth is pouted enough to tie a donkey's head.

Thinking of the lovely Midelle, Zhuoyang has no reason not to go, that little girl makes people can't help liking her. But, you can't go empty-handed, can you? What kind of presents should I prepare? This stumped Zhuoyang again.

Zhuoyang is really too young and inexperienced in many things. Just like now, he has no idea what kind of birthday present he should give to an eight-year-old girl.

Lying under the quilt, he pondered: sending flowers? not good. Toys? I don't know what the little angel likes. snack? Is it too casual again? Do you want to think about what is given to children in China?

After much deliberation, what Chinese children like most is the New Year's money. You can't give a red envelope to a German noble girl with a few banknotes and pass it over?

After thinking about it for a long time, I still have no clue. Otherwise, find someone to ask? Who are you looking for?

Hey, by the way, there is a suitable candidate, and she must know the right gift to give.

Li Xiaoqing! !

Miss Xiaoqing has been white and beautiful since she was a child, she is well-informed, and she is also a woman. Women are all from childhood girls, so it is not guaranteed that she knows what eight-year-old girls like.

Thinking of this, Zhuoyang didn't care what happened, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, checked the time, it was still early, maybe that girl hadn't woken up yet. Never mind her, I can't sleep, and neither can you.

Before he had time to dial the number, the cell phone rang suddenly, which startled the unprepared Zhuoyang and almost threw the Nokia out. At first glance, hey, it was such a coincidence, it was really a good idea, the call was from Li Xiaoqing.

During this month, Zhuoyang and Li Xiaoqing got along very well. Although Zhuoyang was busy all day long, Li Xiaoqing knew his work and rest time clearly, so he called Zhuoyang to ask Zhuoyang to go out. I have nothing else to do, I don’t go to the movie tour park at all, just one thing-eat restaurants!

Li Xiaoqing has a special liking for food, and she is absolutely a standard beauty foodie.

A good-looking person is called a foodie, and an ugly one is called a rice bucket. No way, this is a society that looks at faces. If a beautiful woman insists on laughing at herself that she is an idiot, you must not continue the topic and say that whoever picks up is an idiot. Because even if it is a beautiful woman, it is also a carved rice bucket.

Li Xiaoqing loves to eat and still doesn't get fat, who do you turn to for reasoning?

God is fair, if he gives you an ordinary face, he will also give you an ordinary brain, so that you are willing to work hard on a down-to-earth basis. If he gives you a super good looks, he will also give you a perfect figure.

There are too many God's favored children like this, and Li Xiaoqing is undoubtedly the most favored one among them.