It is said that Chu Hao and Tiffany came to her international student dormitory. It was said to be a dormitory, but in fact it was a small single-room apartment.

There is no dormitory aunt in the international student dormitory, mainly because there is no dormitory aunt who understands English. No one cares about the entry of outsiders like Chu Hao.

This kind of treatment would be nothing a few decades later, but in the 1980s, it was enough to show that the treatment of international students was more than one level higher than that of ordinary college students.

The so-called international student dormitories were built by the school specifically for international students. They were put into use just a few years ago, and all the facilities inside are completely arranged according to the specifications of foreign guests.

Chu Hao entered Tiffany's small apartment and found that the furnishings and decoration inside were very elegant, typical European decoration.

Two bedrooms and one living room, with independent kitchenette, sofa, TV, wooden floor, refrigerator, washing machine and oven, everything you need.

The interior is very clean and exudes a faint fragrance of orchids. The large area of ​​the living room near the TV cabinet is covered with soft and thick carpets. The decoration of the entire apartment is simple and warm.

"Please sit down, can I call you Classmate Chu? Do you want coffee or black tea..."

"Black tea..."

Tiffany casually took off her khaki windbreaker in front of Chu Hao, revealing the V-neck and white suspenders underneath. Two large basketballs were stuffed to the top, swaying slightly with her posture.

Tiffany is very tall and wears blue slim-fitting jeans.

Her waist is very slender, and when she bends over to take off her high heels, her long blond hair flows smoothly from her back to one ear. Looking from behind, she looks like one of the supermodels walking on the catwalk.

Chu Hao had to admit that different countries and races had different advantages, and some of them were incomparable to the beauties of their own country.

It's like Tiffany's two-wheeled big moon set. It was not visible when she was wearing a windbreaker. Now she bends over and lifts up the high heels in a charming manner, which is almost bursting out of her jeans.

The visual effect is extremely strong, and this code number gives it an inherent advantage.

Chu Hao glanced at the light bulb above his head. Well, there was nothing wrong with it. It seemed that Tiffany was really planning to learn foreign languages ​​from him.

Tiffany took off her high heels and looked back at Chu Hao. When she saw that the other person picked up a book she had placed on the coffee table and started reading, she couldn't help but lick her lips.

The book Chu Hao read was an introductory Chinese book written abroad. It had many English annotations on it. It seemed that Tiffany was indeed very interested in Chinese.

Soon, Tiffany brought a cup of hot coffee and a cup of black tea, and sat down next to Chu Hao with a smile:

"Classmate Chu, as I said, I really like the splendid culture of your country. Unfortunately, your language is too difficult. Maybe I am too stupid and can't find the trick for a long time. Can you tell me how to get started quickly?

,I really want to master this language..."

When she was talking, she was different from her previous sweet and reserved attitude in the foreign language corner, and from time to time she would attack Chu Hao with the balls in her sling. Her snow-white feet also rubbed against Chu Hao's calf with her movements.

Chu Hao, what a good guy, are all the bourgeoisie so proactive?

He originally thought that the other party would be coy and conciliatory for a while, waiting for the atmosphere to be settled, and then things would come naturally, but he didn't expect that they planned to kill first and then show off.

It should be said that this is the difference in thinking between the East and the West. Chu Hao considered his own fuel tank situation, took a sip of black tea, and said with a smile:

"Tiffany, the so-called interest is the first tutor in language learning. I think you might as well start with what you are interested in and penetrate it bit by bit. This will help cultivate your sense of language..."

Seeing Chu Hao discussing how to learn a language with her in a serious manner, without the shyness of ordinary college boys, made Tiffany even more curious about Chu Hao.

She was not in a hurry to get straight to the point, and took a sip of hot coffee with a slight smile on her sweet and rosy face:

"Chu, what you said makes sense. I think so too. Speaking of this, you know, when I proposed to my family to study here, no one supported me except my mother. They said this

The country is full of barbarism, ignorance and violence. I will be treated unfairly when I come here. Although my ancestor was once the ambassador to China during the Republic of China, that was a long time ago. My father said that this country has no hope at all.

, shrouded in darkness, not worth going again..."

"But my mother inherited my grandfather's open-minded and adventurous spirit. She told me that if you want to seek the truth, you must experience it yourself to understand it. So I took a long flight across the ocean and came to this country with a long civilization.

To be honest, here, I not only saw what my father said was ignorance, barbarism and violence, and how people struggled to survive just for three meals a day, but I also saw a different side of what my mother said. The people of this country are simple, kind, and wealthy.

Creativity, especially great kindness to foreigners, even if I am a standard American..."

"In your words, I am an out-and-out decadent and extravagant bourgeoisie, but I gained a lot of goodwill. During this period, I discovered a set of great ethnic T-shirts in the Friendship Store. I was deeply attracted by it.

I’m so shocked that there are such great designers in this country. I really like design, but when it comes to that T-shirt, I feel ashamed. Oh, by the way, wait a minute, I’ll show it to you now.

To put it bluntly, I think the design of this set of T-shirts is much better than those brands in New York that claim to be famous. Oh, go ahead, classmate Chu, you must appreciate it. This is simply designed by the hand of God.

..."

Speaking of this, Tiffany was dancing with excitement, and her sweet and rosy beautiful face could not hide the excitement.

With two basketballs "duang" and "duang" attached, Chu Hao thought to himself that they were bourgeois and generous, so what did they want to see?

Tiffany ran to her bedroom, and after a while, she took out a dozen T-shirts from inside.

Chu Hao glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. Just as he had guessed, wasn't this the Chinese style T-shirt series he designed?

Tiffany sat down in front of Chu Hao's sofa and introduced each one happily:

"Look at this piece of the Great Wall. Look at how vividly the Great Wall is embroidered on it. I heard it was purely hand-embroidered. The handwork is so delicate. I have never seen anything so delicately embroidered.

Embroidery, through this T-shirt, I can feel how majestic and majestic the real Great Wall is..."

"Look at this one again, serve the people, oh my grandpa likes this sentence. He said this sentence should be printed on the wall of the White House, so that those guys who don't serve the people know what it means to be ashamed.
Chapter completed!