The next day, Song Ranran and Ji Shixue came out of the private room with their little gray cat in their arms.

The boss was drinking soup. When he saw Ji Shixue's coat frowning, he frowned and said, "Oh, this is the end? Will you continue tonight? Is the private room still there for you."

"No need, thank you for your concern." Ji Shixu glanced at him faintly, and when Song Ranran put the cat back on the soft pad next to her, she wanted to take her out.

The boss got up and grabbed him, raised his eyebrows at the kitten: "Greer month is here, so you can consider sterilization. Should you find time to take it to the pet store or me?"

Ji Shixu stopped, remained silent for two seconds, and looked at Song Ranran: "Do you want to go?"

Song Ranran tilted her head and thought for a while, nodded: "Next week is a double break, we can take gray on the weekend."

"Then I'll make an appointment with the owner of the pet shop for the weekend. You can come and take Greyer here." The boss spread his hands and said, "I'll push the owner's contact information to you later. You can make an appointment with her for the specific time."

During the evening study session of QQQ, the boss pushed the pet shop owner's WeChat message over. Song Ranran and his friends made an appointment to take the cat to the store for sterilization on Sunday afternoon.

When class was about to end, the head teacher He Qiaojuan came in and said: "On the 15th, next Monday afternoon, it will be the Jiangcheng Preliminary Competition of the Sino-American Art Competition jointly with Jiangcheng and the Chicago Academy of Art. The school gave several audiences to each class. If the students want to go, they would say to the teacher."

There was a rare physical education class on Monday afternoon, and everyone was thinking about the free time of the week, so naturally they couldn't bear to use it to see any art competition.

After class, Li Tao quietly patted Song Ranran in front of him and asked in a low voice: "Ranran, I'm going to that competition on Monday. Do you want to be an audience? Yijia and Jia Ye have asked their class teacher that they have got the ticket."

"Okay, I'll go to the head teacher to apply after self-study." Song Ranran nodded without thinking.

She didn't have much thought about physical education classes. Every time Pan Jianjun said he would disband, she would go back to the classroom to do math problems with Ji Shixu.

"That's great. Then we will sit together." Li Tao smiled happily: "I will invite you to barbecue when I enter the rematch!"

The two then began to discuss what the barbecue is the best.

Ji Shixue was lying on the table and closing her eyes to rest, but suddenly sat up, coughed a few times, interrupting the chat between the deskmate next to her and the back desk.

Song Ranran was halfway through her words and looked over: "Have you caught a cold? Did you sleep too cold in the blue sky last night?"

Last night, Ji Shisei only asked the young lady at the cashier for a nap blanket, covering her. When she woke up this morning, his voice was a little dumb.

"It's okay, but my throat suddenly became a little dry." Ji Shixue said vaguely. Seeing that Song Ranran had no intention of giving the ticket, he asked again: "Are you planning to go to the art competition on Monday?"

Song Ranran didn't think much and replied: "Yes, do you want to go together? Yijia and Xu Jia both went."

Seasonal timing: "Yeah."

"We will go to the class teacher after evening self-study later." Song Ranran nodded slightly, pulled out another piece of draft paper, and said, "Li Tao said, when she enters the rematch, she invites everyone to barbecue. What do you like to eat? Let's draw up the menu in advance."

Before Ji Shixue could speak, Li Tao slapped the table in anger and said, "Hey, I haven't entered yet, so you are discussing to take out my wallet."

Song Ranran smiled and his eyes were bent: "We believe you will definitely be able to enter, so we have to choose the barbecue in advance."

Ji Shixu watched them play and said softly after a while: "I can do it, just count the amount of food you want to eat."

Song Ranran nodded and was about to speak when the cell phone in the drawer suddenly rang.

I took it out and saw that it was a call from an unfamiliar number.

When it was connected, a mouthful of Chinese with a strangely pronounced sound came from it.

"Baby Ranran, I applied to come to your country and your city. You must come out to see me. We made an appointment for a while when we separated, but we haven't met for 18 hours a year and forty-six days and 100,000 miles away from each other. Liu Lang and Weaver Girl met on the Magpie Bridge, and we were even separated by a hundred and eighteen miles of the Pacific Ocean. This time I went through eighty-one difficulties, which was even more difficult than Xuanzang's journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Finally, I got the guest quota this time. You must not let me go to peace doves..."

Song Ranran was stunned for a while, and waited for the person on the other end of the phone to finish a big talk intermittently before hesitating: "May I ask, is it Joseph? The one who plays the triangle iron?"

The other end paused for two seconds, and then began to relentlessly: "Baby, do you know other Joseph? You actually have other Joseph? Baby Ran Ran, you are so sorry for me. I am here to dream about you day and night, and I miss you so much that I can't sleep, but you know a new person behind my back, you..."

The other party was still stacking, and Song Ranran turned off her phone without saying a word and breathed out leisurely, with a helpless expression.

When I looked up, I saw Li Tao and Ji Shixue looking at him with burning eyes.

She slashed her mouth silently and explained: "Students who were studying in middle school abroad liked Chinese culture, but the Chinese teacher he hired was not very good, so they learned idioms and historical allusions rather chaotic..."

Li Tao was surprised and nodded: "No wonder he was so struggling to speak. It turned out to be the American version of Ding Yifan."

Ji Shixue's expressionless face, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't say anything.

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In the next few days, the American version of Ding Yifan and Joseph had to call Song Ranran to bombard him every now and then, emphasizing how much he had paid to come to Jiangcheng this time and how much sacrifice he made. He used various idioms to remind Song Ranran to "the way of hospitality comes from afar."

Song Ranran was soft-hearted for a moment and promised that after he came, she would find a weekend to take him to Jiangcheng.

Because it was a public travel, Joseph arrived in Jiangcheng and first met with the teacher who was traveling with him. He waited until the next day, and hung up the phone to Song Ranran, asking him to have lunch with his own Ranran baby, and learned to sell misery without any teacher.

"I didn't have breakfast in order to have lunch with Ran Ran's baby, and my stomach is still yelling."

When Song Ranran received his call, she was picking the skirt she wanted to wear when she went out in the afternoon. After hearing what he said, she was silent for two seconds and said, "You are waiting for me in the room, and I will go to the hotel to take you out for dinner."

She casually took the moon-white long-sleeved dress closest to her hand and put on a smog blue jacket. She then said hello to Su Qinghan and refused to go home for supper, so she hurried out.

In the lobby of Boyue Hotel, a blonde boy was wearing a lake blue sweatshirt and sat on the sofa in the waiting area. He had earplugs hanging on one ear, and was lowering his head to play mobile games.

The boy smiled from time to time, revealing the playful dimples on both sides, and his quiet and peaceful handsome boy looked like a handsome and beautiful boy. His every frown and smile made the guests coming and going in the hotel look at each other frequently.

There were also many girls who stopped and looked at them secretly.

"This little brother from abroad is so handsome, he has dimples."

"Oh my god, she looks so well-behaved, sunny and handsome, her eyes are still blue, she is simply an angel!"

"You said if I went over and asked him for a phone number, could he give it to me?"

"A young brother of this level must have a master of the famous grass, so we can just look at it from afar."

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When Song Ranran got out of the taxi and trotted in, she saw such a scene.

The two girls next to them were still discussing how to go up and ask the blonde boy’s contact information.

Song Ranran was silent for two seconds, thinking that you had read it wrong. This little brother is not like an angel at all. When you truly know him, you will know how much he is... different from each other.

When she was silent, the blonde boy in the sofa area raised his head at the right time. When he saw her, he raised his smile and showed two big dimples. He threw his phone to the side and ran towards her, reaching out to carry her: "Baby Ran Ran, you are finally here. I'm waiting for you alone. I'm so hard to wait for you, lonely, desolate, and no one can play with me."

Song Ranran hurriedly reached out to block his bear hug: "Stop, don't use idioms any more, otherwise I won't take you to dinner."

The boy was silent weakly and blinked his blue eyes in grievance to her.

The girl next to her covered her heart and screamed quietly.

Song Ranran had long been used to his cute and pitiful appearance, and knew the demonic attributes inside him, so she pulled him out to find food with a stern face.

Blonde Joseph was born in the United States and grew up with hamburger milk and hot dog bread. Since he met Song Ranran and had eaten several modified versions of Chinatown hot pot, he has longed for Chinese local hot pot.

So this time Song Ranran took him to the hotpot restaurant where he used to have dinner with Xu Yijia.

Considering that he is not really able to eat spicy food, he ordered a double pot.

It is divided into four grids, one person and two grids, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

When Joseph saw the mutton roll, his eyes shone. When he saw the tripe, the duck intestines and lungs were even more smiling, even the teeth were about to fall out: "Baby Ran Ran, I knew that the person who understands me the most must be you."

Song Ranran pushed the duck intestines and lungs over, pointed to the bottom of the two squares opposite him, and said, "You can only rinse them in these two squares, otherwise you won't take them to eat in the future."

I don’t know what medicine this young man who grew up in the country took wrong. Hotpot actually likes to eat animal offal and prefers half-baked ones.

Joseph got his wish and ate the hot pot. He acted very well and stopped squeezing the idioms. He nodded his head a few times, and then his eyes shone and began to burn meat.

The mutton roll was taken out within a second after putting it in the spicy grill. It was still covered with blood, but he ignored it and put it in his mouth after the cilantro and vinegar plate.

After chewing it in a few times, he gave a thumbs up: "It's this taste!"

Then start eating vigorously.

Looking at that, not only did she not want to have breakfast, Song Ranran almost suspected that he had never eaten since yesterday.

After solving the three plates of animal offal, Joseph's feeding speed finally slowed down and he had time to chat with Song Ranran.

Song Ranran ordered him a mutton roll and tripe again, and quietly boiled lunch meat in his tomato pot, while asking him: "How long will you stay in Jiangcheng this time, and when will you go back?"

Joseph took a piece of half-baked duck sausage and muttered, "Go to the competition site tomorrow to be a guest, go to City A to listen to a lecture with the professor the day after tomorrow, and hold a two-day meeting, and a Saturday night flight."

Song Ranran nodded: "Then you can only stay in Jiangcheng for these two days? I will go and sterilize the cats later. Let's accompany you to visit Jiangcheng tonight."

"Baby Ranran, I love you!" Joseph was very moved. He threw a kiss on her while boiling the tripe and said, "This art competition teacher gave me three tickets for the special seats. Do you want to see it? I have brought the tickets out."

"I already have it."

"Your one is a regular ticket, mine is the highest VIP, and the best vision." Joseph emphasized: "I will perform triangle iron in the opening ceremony, and baby Ranran can only see the truly perfect me."

“…”

It was hard to refuse the kindness, and Song Ranran couldn't make excuses, so she had to accept the three tickets.

Although Joseph's eating rate slowed down a little, he continued to pick up meat in the spicy Grey and poured a mouthful of sour plum soup from time to time to relieve the spicy food.

Song Ranran looked at him with an unsatisfactory look, sighed silently, and called out two more lungs.

It's so fierce that the stomach can bear it.

The cell phone in the jacket suddenly rang.

Ji Shixu called and asked her when she would go to the blue sky to pick up gray.

Song Ranran looked at Joseph who was destroying his lungs, silent for a second, and said a little apologetically: "You can take gray to the pet shop first. I can't leave now, so I'll go there later."

The other end of the phone was silent for about ten seconds, and then a cold male voice: "Is your American classmate here to find you?"

"Well. He didn't have breakfast, I'm taking him to hot pot now."

The other end of the phone said, "I'll take Gray to wait for you first, and let's accompany it for surgery together."

Song Ranran looked at Joseph, nodded and said, "It's okay, he's almost finished eating, I'll come over soon."

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Lantian, Ji Shixue took the cat from the boss.

The boss looked at the door and asked him deliberately: "Why didn't your house come?"

Ji Shixue looked cold: "I'll go to the store to wait for her."

Then he carried the little gray cat to the pet store.
To be continued...