After coming out of Malpensa Airport, she met Milan in light rain.

This ancient and elegant city in southern Europe has magnificent and elegant buildings, romantic and leisurely residents, and museums and galleries that can be seen everywhere connect those lost pearls in art history.It is fashionable and enthusiastic, wise and innovative. The canals and waterways built during the Renaissance run through the entire Milan like a spider, even compared to the famous "Queen of the Adriatic Sea" water city Venice.

Looking at the pitch-black wilderness, Gu Wanwan took a deep breath, and quickly scrolled through the Milan information that he had been supplementing on the plane in his mind, deeply feeling that his artistic atmosphere and appreciation level had improved a lot in an instant. steps.

Until a white taxi drove past her rapidly, splashing sewage all over her body.

She took two steps back, and saw the taxi moving left and right, overtaking one private car after another, and came to a screeching halt in front of a Japanese female tourist with a suitcase in her left hand and a shopping bag in her right hand.

The window on the driver's seat was lowered, and a typical Italian man with a beard poked his head out of the car, babbled to the tourist, and then jumped out to help her carry the luggage to the car.

The Japanese tourist's English seems not very good. She shook her head desperately, grabbed the driver's arm to prevent him from moving her luggage, and changed into a series of Japanese when she got excited, and the driver only occasionally mixed two words in a large section of Italian. A very accented English sentence, the two talked for a long time, one wanted to move, and the other stopped him from moving, Gu Wanwan finally couldn't stand it anymore, regardless of her own half-baked English level, she stepped forward to replace it. They made a break.

After stumbling and translating for a long time, she figured out that the driver came to the airport to pick up an Asian woman, and the Japanese tourist was traveling alone from Hokkaido to Paris, and then transferred to Milan on a temporary basis without booking a taxi.

However, the driver insisted that a noble gentleman booked a taxi for the lady and asked him to come to the airport to pick her up at this time and take her to the hotel. He also took out the one-inch photo in his breast pocket to show them.

Gu Wan held the photo in his hands and mused for a long time before holding the photo in one hand between himself and the Japanese female tourist, and asked him, uncle, didn't you realize that the person in this photo is me after we talked for a long time? ?

In the photo, her hair was loose, but now she has tied her hair up. The biggest commonality between the photo and the Japanese lady is that both of them have loose hair.However, the Italian driver's eyes went back and forth between the photo and the two of them for a long time, and he still refused to believe her words anyway.

If it weren't for his pair of typical Italian men's fluffy gray-blue eyes that are charming and affectionate, Gu Wanwan really wanted to punch him to cure his foreign blindness.

She could only let out a long sigh and undo the ponytail.

"Oh... oh..." The driver then pointed to the photo and echoed.

Gu Wanwan gave him a fake smile.

Because he misunderstood the Japanese female tourist, the driver said countless "sorry" to her, and warmly invited her to get on the bus too. He would send her to a hotel in the city for free.Probably looking at Gu Wanwan's oriental face with the same characteristics, the Japanese female tourist felt relieved and agreed.

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