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Chapter 3 two

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Zhiyun leaned on the back of the chair, looking out of the window listlessly, feeling so lonely in his heart, feeling that the journey really has no end. According to the scheduled time, the plane should have arrived early, but it is said that because of the icy runway at Munich Airport, it was difficult to land, and it was plainly waiting at Athens Airport for more than three hours, which made the original unbearably long journey, And lengthened a lot.At this moment, her mind was dizzy, and the white clouds outside the window gradually receded from her sight. She felt that her heart and thoughts were also blank, and she was unwilling to think about anything.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker sounded, and the captain reported that he would land within a quarter of an hour.It was half past one in the afternoon local time, and the temperature was minus two degrees. ah!Here comes the end of this horribly long journey.Zhiyun thought about it, and started to prepare for getting off the plane. She picked up the cosmetic case at her feet and put it on her lap. She combed her hair, applied lipstick, and took photos again and again in front of the mirror on it. Apart from being a bit tired, his fair face was still attractive, so he closed the box in satisfaction.

She couldn't think of what it would be like to be two degrees below zero?She didn't deliberately think about it. Growing up in subtropical Taiwan, she subconsciously thought that the whole world was so warm.Putting on the most expensive dress in her luggage, a gray back coat of good material, she thought it would be enough to keep out any cold.This expensive fur was my mother's dowry back then. Because of the hot weather in Taiwan, I didn't have a chance to wear it, and it was well protected, so it looked shiny and soft, just like a new one.In order for her to go abroad, her mother specially asked someone to find a master from Shanghai. According to the fashion style in the pictorial, she changed it into a popular new look, used it as shoulder pads, and matched it with a gray leather belt. She wore it on her slender figure. On the face, more and more graceful.

Zhiyun walked out of the cabin with everyone, and a biting cold wind hit her face, which made her feel cold from the inside.Looking around, I saw that the roof, the ground, and wherever I looked, was covered with white snow.She couldn't help gasping for air, thinking: Siberia is no better than this! Walking down the stairs, she stepped on foreign land for the first time, and the severe cold that seeped into her lungs spread directly to her whole body from under the thin high-heeled shoes.Looking carefully, it turned out that she was stepping on the ice and snow, and her feet were slipping on it. When she was worrying about how to move forward, she saw the passengers on the same plane get on a bus parked next to her, and she followed.I was amazed and sighed in my heart, and I had a preliminary understanding of the climate in Europe.

After entering the customs inspection office, unexpectedly, the heater was hotter than the temperature in spring, and she was already sweating all over, and the customs inspector who just glanced at other people's passports and then picked up the big stamp and stamped her stampede She tossed her passport back and forth, looking slowly and non-stop, looking at her person, checking the photo on the passport, looking at the photo, and studying her person.Finally, he raised his noble hand high, and with a click, stamped a big seal on the small book.In just this moment, Zhiyun deeply felt that in China, even if she was not higher than others, at least she was equal to everyone else.Here, it doesn't seem to be the case, she can't figure out whether she is higher or lower than others, anyway, it's just not exactly the same as others.

Several big round wheels carrying luggage were spinning, surrounded by people waiting for their luggage. Zhiyun was about to get closer, but was attracted by the two figures outside the glass windows on the side.They were two oriental men, a man and a woman, all wearing hats and scarves, and dressed in round clothes, which looked like Eskimos.The woman was shaking her hands up high, Zhiyun took a closer look, hey!Isn't that Liao Jinghui?She was worried that Jinghui would not be able to pick her up because of the delay of the plane!When Liao Jinghui appeared in front of her eyes, the whole world changed completely, and Zhiyun's heart, which was hanging in mid-air, was settled again.She hurriedly ran to the glass window, Jinghui had been waiting there, the two of them were dumb, gesturing through the glass, behind Jinghui was a black and fat man who looked like an Eskimo from head to toe, grinning. He opened his wide mouth and smiled at her.

Following the example of others, Zhiyun pulled a trolley, put suitcases, handbags, cosmetic cases, all odds and ends on it, and pushed it out. Yu Zhiyun, Yu Zhiyun!Liao Jinghui ran over with a smile and took Zhiyun's hand.Are you tired after flying so far?Your plane was long delayed.The voice is still so loud, but the strange thing is that there is a Shandong accent in the accent. Zhiyun smiled happily, shed too many tears, her dry eye sockets actually hurt a little when she laughed. It was a mistake!I was worried that you would not be able to catch me!she says. How could that be?We've been waiting four hours.Jinghui pulled the Eskimo standing next to her: This is Yang Wenyan, um, my friend.When she said the word "friend", she raised her eyebrows twice, then turned her head away, and said to Yang Wenyan: "What do you think?"Is it beautiful enough?Handsome enough?Am I not bragging?Yu Zhiyun is Yu Zhiyun.

Yang Wenyan smiled foolishly again, and stretched out his right hand to Zhiyun. Zhiyun didn't expect his uncle to talk about so many European customs, but he forgot to shake hands.She was taken aback for a moment, reached out to shake Yang Wenyan's hand, and said with a smile: Liao Jinghui is the most exaggerated person. It's far away from the city, and we didn't have a car, so we had to take the bus of the airline company into the city.Yang Wenyan said.Listening to him, Zhiyun understood where Jinghui's Shandong accent came from. By bus?Is it convenient for so much luggage?How about calling a taxi!Zhiyun pointed to the things on the trolley.

This kind of bus is not crowded at all, it is specially prepared by the airline company for passengers, it is very convenient.Take a taxi into town from the airport, that's okay!How much will it cost!Jinghui took a look at Zhiyun's clothes and shoes, and said again: "It's noble to dress in a noble suit, but I'm afraid it won't be strange if you don't freeze. I'll accompany you to buy some winter equipment tomorrow!"As she spoke, she took out a large pocket on her back, and after a while, she took out a colorful scarf.Just wrap your head up!But don't catch a cold as soon as you come.

Zhiyun felt that the scarf's design and color did not match the clothes on her body, and she was afraid of messing up her neatly combed long hair, so she didn't want to use it at first, but felt that it would be inconvenient to go against Jinghui's kindness, so she had to wrap her head up reluctantly. The bus is really not crowded, the chairs are comfortable and soft, exactly the same as domestic tour buses.Jinghui dragged Zhiyun to sit in the first row, especially letting Zhiyun sit by the window. Yang Wenyan sat on Jinghui's left, but there was an aisle in the middle. As the car drove, Jinghui started talking like a tour guide:

You see, how tidy this street is, the Germans are so amazing, no matter what they do, they must do it well.You see, the road you drive to is called McMillan Avenue, and this road is long!The big yellow house is the McMillan Memorial, and there are lively areas on both sides of the road.Look, that circular green roof.Jing Huiyun pointed to the roof with a flag on it and said nervously. What is that?Zhiyun looked over there curiously. It is the Tatina Cathedral, which has a long history!The nearby Marlene Square is the most famous place in Munich, and the old house of the city government is there.You don’t even understand it, it’s interesting to watch it!Every hour, the music on the upper floor would play, and as soon as the music played, the twelve dummies on the upper floor would come out for a circle, and when the circle was over, the people on the lower floor would dance again.This is one of the wonders of Munich, every day there are many people waiting to see in the square Where is the university?Is it around here too?Zhiyun interrupted Jinghui's words.She is not in the mood to look at the scenery and places of interest now, and she is concerned about enrollment. The university is on Vesey Street in Lu in the other direction, not far from the city center.But you won't have time to go to school today, we will take you to the dormitory first, you settle down, come out to eat something, and start other things tomorrow!Jinghui said thoughtfully.Stopped working as a tour guide. I came here not too early or too late, for fear that I might not be able to enter the school!Zhiyun asked heartily. Of course, this semester is not enough. You can take the German class for foreign students first, and you can register after the semester starts after the winter vacation.Yang Wenyan, who had been silent all this time, raised his head and said. So can bento be registered?The letter from the school said that I need to test German!Zhiyun had a worried tone. Foreign students have to pass the German language test to be admitted, but don't worry, there are still three months before the school starts in April!You prepare as much as you can.Yang Wenyan said in a comforting tone. How long have you studied German?Who did you learn from?Jinghui asked. I studied it for two years at the Chinese Language Center. I have learned all the grammar, and my reading ability is so-so. I just can’t speak and dare not speak.Zhiyun said frankly. Learned so much?Hurry up and study here for a few more months, you are such a smart person, you will definitely have no problems in the exam.Conversation is necessary to have the opportunity to say that you live in a dormitory, anyway, you must speak German, and you will be able to speak fluently soon.Jinghui said. Is Miss Yu still planning to continue studying Chinese?Yang Wenyan raised his head again. As soon as Chinese was mentioned, Zhiyun felt uncomfortable as if she had done something wrong, and she thought of Ling Yun's words again: Isn't it funny that Chinese go to foreign countries to study Chinese?She pondered for a while, and said lightly: Come here, there is no way to change your mind, let’s continue with our old ways! The car has already entered the bustling area, Zhiyun glanced out the window and saw that the streets are full of cars, big and small, of all kinds.A sky-blue tram is driving in the middle of the road. This one has just passed by, and another one turns over there. Motorcyclists get in and out of the car cracks. Like domestic motorcycle riders, there are adventurers. air.The soil is being dug on the side of the street, and the cranes are roaring, and red wooden railings are used everywhere to block it.In the dirt pit inside the railing are workers in overalls, with thick black hair, skin color that is darker than whites and lighter than blacks, and their rough faces reveal a primitive temperament of lack of education. Zhiyun gasped again when he saw it. He never imagined that Munich, a cultural city that has been described as extravagant, is such a messy place. How better is it compared to Taipei?She couldn't help feeling disappointed. This area is building tunnel cars and digging everywhere, which is not usually like this.Seeing Zhiyun's disappointment, Yang Wenyan stretched his neck and explained to her. There are so many tram cars, but also to build authentic cars? Isn’t it for the Olympic World Games in 1972, it is estimated that there will be four to five million people, so what if there is not enough transportation?Yang Wenyan said. Such a large project will take another year to complete, right? How can one year be over?It would be great if it can be completed before the World Games, at least two more years.If it weren't for rushing to work, there would be a lot of construction in this kind of freezing and snowy time.Jinghui pointed to those construction workers and said. More than two years?It's not a short time!Zhiyun looked outside and asked again: Those German workers who built the road; why are their hair and skin so dark?Not at all Caucasian. Where are they Germans?They were all hired from abroad, including Greeks and Italians, but most came from Turkey.There are always about three million foreign workers in Germany.Jinghui said. so much?Why didn't the Germans do it themselves?Zhiyun asked curiously. The Germans don't want to do such crude things, but they don't have so much to do with polite things, so their unemployment problem is very serious.Yang Wenyan shook his head. Yu Zhiyun, let me remind you first, be careful with these foreign workers, they are all uneducated rough people who can do anything.Jinghui is getting angry, very serious warning. You don't exaggerate.Yang Wenyan gestured to Jinghui with his fat and big hands.The foreign workers make troubles, and the troubles are only small things, and the Germans themselves make big troubles.Germany is like this. It looks very stable on the outside, but in fact, the security is bad enough. If you are a newcomer, it is better to be careful. oh!Zhiyun couldn't help being startled.She was originally a girl who had never experienced any risks. This trip abroad was the first time she left home, and the uneasiness in her heart was always there. Listening to Jinghui and Yang Wenyan's singing and singing, she actually had another worry. Don't be afraid, Yu Zhiyun, Munich is by no means as bad as Yang Wenyan said.Jinghui turned her face to Yang Wenyan, blowing her beard and staring at her eyes, and said, "What's wrong with you talking?"As soon as Yu Zhiyun got off the plane, you frightened her.After scolding Yang Wenyan, she patted Zhiyun's arm.Really, Munich is not that bad. Compared with Rome and Milan in Italy, the security is pretty good.You know, in broad daylight, the robbers in Rome snatched the purses and cameras of passers-by. real?Zhiyun widened her slightly hanging eyes in shock. Just scold me!Who started it?You're not even better at scaring people.Yang Wenyan smiled with a good temper. Zhiyun couldn't help laughing at Yang Wenyan's words, but Jinghui pouted at him.While talking and laughing, they found that the bus had stopped. Ouch!Why are you just talking, you don't even know when the car arrives, so get off quickly.Jinghui yelled, picked up Zhiyun, and the three of them got out of the car in a hurry. Zhiyun's feet were so cold that he felt like he was standing on ice. She asked tremblingly: Already in Swabia?Jinghui once told her that the dormitory is in Swabia. There, is it still far away?This is the main railway station, and the reception station of the aircraft company is here.Jinghui said.Yang Wenyan was waiting for the driver to take the box from the luggage compartment under the belly of the car. Shall we take the train to Swabia?Zhiyun exchanged his feet excruciatingly, stepping lightly. Miss, you can't take the train there.Seeing how frozen you are, I don't think you should save any more money, just take a taxi!As Jing Hui said, she looked up and saw Yang Wenyan was already standing in front of a taxi with Zhiyun's suitcase in one hand and a travel bag in the other.She pulled Zhiyun and hurried over. Yang Wenyan had already put the suitcase and travel bag into the suitcase, and was about to take the cosmetic case that Zhiyun was carrying, which was the same color as the suitcase, when Zhiyun refused: There are some things in it that cannot be shaken, so I'll take them myself. Zhiyun and Jinghui sat in the back seat, and Yang Wenyan was in front with the driver.Zhiyun turned her head and found that Jinghui was staring at the cosmetic case in her hand, with an expression on her face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. What are you laughing furtively at?she asked. I remembered what a classmate said.Jinghui said with a smile. What is so funny? We have a classmate here named Jiang Xiaofeng. He said: Many female international students in China carry such a boxy box when they get off the plane, which looks like a carpenter's box.Jinghui saw Zhiyun's confusion, and hurriedly explained: The carpenters here all carry such a box in their hands to store tools. Your classmate is nondescript, our box contains cosmetics and small things for personal use, and has nothing to do with carpenter's tools.Zhiyun didn't take it seriously. So yeah!Jiang Xiaofeng said: He doesn't understand why makeup is so important to female international students?How can there be so much time for makeup?His conclusion is: some female students go abroad to pursue further studies and to make a career, but there are also many for the purpose of purchasing knowledge dowry. Intellectual dowry?How do you say this?Zhiyun's original smile has completely receded. Only then did Jinghui realize that she had slipped her tongue, and she regretted it very much, but it was too late to answer now.He could only smile apologetically, and said bravely: The dowry of knowledge, of course, means that women have received more education and have more knowledge, which increases the conditions.For example, the title of an international student can increase the social status and marry a good man! Zhiyun remained silent for a long time, and then said coldly after a while: This man is talking nonsense, really stupid. People are not stupid!Jiang Xiaofeng is a famous genius. Zhiyun was not interested in discussing this person or this topic, so he stopped talking. The car turned a few turns and stopped in front of a gray and old house.Zhiyun looked at it from the outside and thought: This house looks like a dilapidated household. It is said that Europe is ancient, so it looks like this! The person who came to receive them was a woman in her fifties, with a tall and thin body like a tree trunk, glasses as thick as bottle bottoms on the bridge of her nose, yellow hair tied on top, plain clothes, and a strong sense of religion. Is this Miss Yu?welcome.I'm Miss Smith, the manager of this dormitory.She held out her hand to Zhiyun.This time Zhiyun got used to it, shook hands with her, and said in blunt German: Hello, Miss Schmidt. The situation is like this: the dormitory is very full, and there is only one vacancy, which is a double room.Now you come upstairs with me.Miss Smith looked at the box on the ground, and said to Yang Wenyan: This gentleman can help bring the box up. Yang Wenyan carried the large suitcase that was heavier than a brick, and followed the three women, panting and climbing upstairs until she reached the fourth floor, where Miss Smith stopped. Upstairs there are seven or eight identical doors.Miss Smit pushed the innermost one away and gestured for Yang Wenyan to lift the box in.But Yang Wenyan was about to enter the door with a suitcase, so she stretched out her slender arm across her waist to block it. Just put it at the door. This gentleman can wait in the reception room below. You will see it when you go down. The one with the stained glass door next to the stairs is it. Jinghui smiled and winked at Yang Wenyan from behind Miss Smith, but Yang Wenyan pretended not to notice and went downstairs without a word. Zhiyun looked at the house carefully, and felt unexpectedly satisfied. He didn't expect that the outside was so old, but the inside was so bright.The house is flat and rectangular, separated by a layer of curtains in the middle. At this moment, the curtains are pulled open, the sun shines in through the large glass windows, and bright shadows are cast on the colorful carpet in the middle of the floor.The two single beds are leaning against one wall, facing each other from a distance.Desks, wardrobes, chests of drawers, everything is double, the house is spotless, and the windows are bright and clean. This bed is yours.Miss Smit pointed to the bed with the brown coverlet.Ask again: What was your former name? Her former name is Zhiyun, which means weaving the clouds in the sky like a weaving hand.Jinghui was afraid that Zhiyun would not understand, so she answered for her. oh!Weaving the clouds in the sky, it's so beautiful, the name is like an angel, but it's too difficult to pronounce.Miss Smit touched her sharp lips to show that she couldn't make the sound.Do you not have an English or German name? My English teacher took one for me before, it was called Helanna.Zhiyun said. Great, we'll call you Helena from now on!We are all called by the former name here.Miss Smit opened the wardrobe door and opened a desk drawer.You can open things, this wardrobe and desk are yours.The girl you live with is Inge, an Israeli who studies medicine. It was only then that Zhiyun noticed that there was an Israeli flag hanging above Yingge's bed, with blue stars on a white background. The blue color was very similar to the color of her makeup case, and it was very eye-catching. Our dormitory does not care about lunch, breakfast is from 6:30 to 8:00 every day, and dinner is at 7:00.Your half-year board and lodging fee has been received.The rule here is that male guests cannot come up, they can only stay in the reception room below.Miss Smit, hugging her thin shoulders, talked and talked.Finally said: Well, Hylana, I hope you live comfortably and don't be homesick, now you can open your box.After speaking, he walked out proudly. Miss Smith went far away, Jinghui closed the door, and hurriedly said: hurry up.I'll help you unpack and tidy up your things, and then we'll go to the street together, and I'll welcome you to a Chinese restaurant to eat fried noodles. No!Whatever the wind, I'm tired too.It's so cold outside, I don't want to go out today.Zhiyun covered his mouth with his hands and yawned. Don't want to go out?Jinghui looked at her watch, it was past four o'clock, so she stopped weaving clouds.You really don't want to go out, so I'll stay with you for a while, but Yang Wenyan is still waiting downstairs!I'm going to send him off first.As she spoke, she went to open the door, but Zhiyun blocked it with her hand. Don't accompany me, let's go with him!Zhiyun suddenly laughed, when did he make such a good boyfriend?Not a single word was revealed in the letter. How do you see him?He must have been delighted to hear that.Like him, who studies law, has no way out abroad, and has no bright future, except for a big fool like me, that girl will follow him. He is studying law? Or Doctor of Laws!But there is nothing to do.Do you know what his job is?Serve plates in restaurants.It's Sven sweeping the floor.well!Don't think about it too much, it will make you mad.I scolded him: Why didn't you change your career when you came out?After so many years of hard work, a Ph.D. title was obtained, but it turned out to be useless. Isn't this a waste of time?Why not take a subject that will earn you money to eat.Jinghui spoke loudly, sighing as she spoke. Seeing Jinghui like that, Zhiyun couldn't help laughing and said: Listen to this, it's too utilitarian, it's like what a musician said there. Utilitarianism is utilitarian!Anyway, I'm not much of a musician, just playing the piano, if I don't go back to my country, I'm almost a useless person, and I won't have any chance.After Jinghui finished complaining, she picked up the bag she put on the chair and went outside.We have to go, Yang Wenyan has to go to work in the restaurant at six o'clock! Zhiyun followed Jinghui downstairs, and heard the intermittent sound of the piano coming from the reception room.Yang Wenyan was bored, resting his cheek in one hand and stroking a grand piano with the other, when he saw them coming in, he immediately stood up. Let's go together quickly!He said. Yu Zhiyun didn't want to go out today.I will come to her tomorrow and accompany her to buy some useful things and go to the university to run errands.Continue to welcome her, and go to eat fried noodles together.Yu Zhiyun, do you think this is okay?Jinghui turned her head to ask Zhiyun. Of course good. Do you have my share of fried noodles?Yang Wenyan asked. No.With a boy like you by your side, it's not convenient for us to talk because it's in the way.Jinghui said directly. Your old classmate is very autocratic.Yang Wenyan pointed at Zhiyun to Jinghui. It is not very good for Mr. Yang to go together.Zhiyun had to say politely.In fact, Jinghui said that Yang Wenyan should not go, which was exactly what she wanted. No, no.Jinghui winked at Yang Wenyan again. In fact, I don't have time to go with you, I have a lot of things to do tomorrow!Jia Tianhua and the others approached me to discuss holding a celebration party in the old calendar year!Yang Wenyan stretched out his fat hand to Zhiyun again.So goodbye, Miss Yu! Mr. Yang What about Mr. Yang and Mr. Niu? It sounds so awkward, so you can call him Yang Wenyan!Everyone calls him Fat Sheep!Don't call her Miss either.Yu Zhiyun, who has a name and a surname, is so simple and beautiful.After Jinghui finished talking, she took Yang Wenyan by the arm, turned her head and waved to Zhiyun, and shouted: I will come to you at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.The two left affectionately. Looking at their backs, Zhiyun couldn't help smiling, wondering why these two people were so well matched, she climbed up to four floors, went back to the room, opened the box, took out the clothes one by one, and hung them on the in the closet.She has quite a lot of clothes, foreign dresses, cheongsams, all kinds of materials and colors.She didn't think it was necessary to bring so many clothes, especially those satin cheongsams with beaded panels.But my mother insisted on making it for her, saying: There are many entertainments and parties abroad, so wearing this kind of clothes is eye-catching and bright. She didn't know what was going on, but while she was hanging clothes in the closet, she remembered what Jinghui told her: that guy named Jiang Xiaofeng talked about the dowry of knowledge.This sentence made her very uncomfortable, so that when she finished packing the box and took out the bottles, jars, creams, foundations, and lipsticks in the cosmetic box, she felt an indescribable and ridiculous feeling, as if It's as if I went abroad to buy a dowry of knowledge. Before it was time to eat, Zhiyun took out a pen and paper, and hurriedly wrote a letter to his family, planning to mail it when he and Jinghui went to the street tomorrow.After writing the letter and having nothing else to do, she calculated that if she were in Taipei, she would be lying in bed dreaming now!She was really sleepy too, but she couldn't skip dinner and go to bed so early.Only a few hours after arriving in Germany, she already felt an indescribable emptiness and began to miss home.As soon as she looked up, she found that there were several large and small picture frames hanging on the wall beside Yingge's bed, so she couldn't hold back her curiosity and went to have a look.One of the largest ones seems to be their family portrait, with a middle-aged couple sitting in the middle, and three young people standing behind them, two girls and one boy. Both girls have short curly hair and beautiful faces.The boy between them looks younger, like a child who hasn't grown up yet.A family of five, all grinning.Zhiyun stared at the photo for a long time, wondering in his heart, a country like Israel is so small and surrounded by enemies in all directions, if attacked, there is no way out.Under such circumstances, can they still laugh?But they are obviously laughing!And that smile didn't seem fake, it came from the heart. She looked at another photo, which showed a girl in military uniform with a gun in her hand, with a sweet smile dripping from her face.She was about to look down again when the door was pushed open and a petite woman walked in. Zhiyun immediately recognized her as the female soldier in the photo.A woman who can serve as a soldier must be tall, strong and powerful in her imagination.She really didn't expect Inge to be so petite and delicate. Yingge had already walked over, shook hands with Zhiyun, looked at her and said: Welcome, Helena, after hearing that Miss Smit said that such a good roommate came, I ran up without even taking off my coat.She said taking off her coat. I dare not speak German yet, please forgive me for speaking English, please?I feel honored to live with you.Zhiyun spoke in English. Don't be afraid, Helena, learn a language, you just have to be afraid, you have to speak up.Today I speak English to you, but tomorrow I must speak German to you.Inge smiled heartily. All right!I will start speaking German tomorrow, and you will definitely laugh. I won't laugh, I'll correct you.Helena, if you have any questions about German in the future, you can ask me, German is also my mother tongue. Are you not an Israeli?Zhiyun looked at her puzzled. Of course I am Israeli.Before me though, my family lived in Germany for several generations.During World War II, Hitler killed so many Jews, my parents fled to the United States, and my father studied and worked in the United States.He was a famous rocket expert. After the war, my parents returned to Israel. Within a month of returning, I was born.Inge closed his lips forcefully, and said again: So, I am a 100% Israeli. You served in the army?Zhiyun asked curiously again. That year when the Arab countries beat us, all the Jewish students abroad went back to join the army, and I naturally wanted to go too. We were all ready to fight, who would have thought that the war would be over in six days.So I went back to school again.Inge smiled at Mimi, she looked sweet and kind, and no one would have imagined that she would go all out with a gun.But she pointed to the national flag on the wall, and said: This time when I came out, I brought a national flag and hung it on the head of the bed so that I could read it every day and remind myself every day how difficult my country is. Don’t forget her just because you live too comfortably. . Yingge's words made Zhiyun feel unreasonably, and couldn't find any suitable words to answer, so he only praised: Yingge, you speak English so well, is English your mother tongue? My real mother tongue is of course Israeli, but I can speak six languages, including English, German, Spanish, Italian, and French.Inger said it easily, as if it was a natural thing. Zhiyun was very surprised when he heard that: such a young and beautiful girl studied medicine, was proficient in six languages, and was a soldier.What kind of girl is this!she thinks.Such people and such things were unheard of in her past life, and suddenly, she felt like a silly girl who came out of an ivory tower. The world is so big, there are so many things she doesn't know!
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