Start crossing from the love apartment

Chapter 486 The Lost Exhibition (Subscribe)
In the apartment, not long after Yifei took Wanyu to the wedding dress.

Yang San was watching TV in 3601 when Zhan Bo suddenly came in from the door.

"Hi, Zhanbo."

Zhan Bo looked straight ahead like someone who didn't hear Yang San's voice or see Yang San.

Looking at the preoccupied Zhan Bo, Yang San scratched his head curiously.

"Zhanbo? Hello!!!"

In the end, Zhan Bo woke up from Yang San's roar.

"Three... Saner, why are you yelling so loudly?"

Zhan Bo covered his aching ears and cried out in surprise.

"Mo Fazi, I've tried to use gentle methods, but obviously it still needs to be solved violently."

Yang San spread his hands helplessly. In fact, I am also a very gentle person, but life always makes me full of violence.

Zhan Bo sat on the sofa, took an apple, weighed it in his hand, and fell silent again.

Looking at Zhanbo who looked as if the sky was about to fall, Yang San couldn't help being a little curious. Didn't it go well just now? Could it be that the Spaghetti Bolognese failed again?

"What's wrong? What's the extra material this time?"

Regarding Yang San's teasing, Zhan Bo didn't immediately refute as usual, but sat silently aside, his eyes full of worry.

Yang San slowly put away the smile on his face, "Pretend to be deep, this is not like you, Zhanbo, if you have anything to say, just tell me, I will definitely not shirk if I can help."

The worry in Zhan Bo's eyes suddenly faded, and he turned to look at Yang San.

"San, is Italian difficult to learn?"

Yang San patted Zhan Bo's shoulder lightly, "Zhan Bo, you've grown up too, and you should know some things."

When Zhan Bo heard this, he immediately straightened his back and looked at Yang San expectantly.

"Actually... I'm a genius."

Zhanbo: "..."

"San'er, can you speak Italian?"

Zhanbo's eyes suddenly lit up. In his impression, Yang San already knew many languages. Maybe there was some secret to learn foreign languages ​​quickly.

"Yes, Zhanbo, you are a hammer. (Italian)"

Yang San looked at Zhan Bo with a smile, his eyes were full of sincerity.

Although I couldn't understand what Yang San was talking about, it felt very powerful when I heard it.

"That's great, San'er, teach me, I want to learn Italian." Zhanbo looked at Yang San expectantly.

Yang San smiled slightly, "Sure, isn't it Italian? With your IQ, it's quite easy to learn it within a year or two."

"One or two years? How can I do that? I only have two weeks left." Zhanbo exclaimed in surprise.

"Too long? This still counts as I will teach you, otherwise I don't know how many times it will be doubled."

Yang San looked at Zhanbo with a funny face, learning a foreign language from scratch, you thought it was a play, I patted your head, and then you learned it?
"San'er, how long did it take you to learn Italian?" Zhan Bo suddenly asked curiously.

Yang San couldn't help but tilted his head, thought carefully, and finally raised a finger.

"One year?" Zhan Bo guessed.

Yang San shook his head lightly.

"Could it be a month?" Zhan Bo couldn't help but look at Yang San in admiration.

Yang San still shook his head.

"Wouldn't it be a week? God, San'er, you're such a genius."

Zhan Bo was shocked. How many foreign languages ​​can he learn in a year after learning one foreign language in a week?

However, Yang San still shook his head gently.

"It's actually a day."

Yang San said lightly, how long did it take to acquire language proficiency?It seems to be less than a second, no, it's better to keep a low profile, so as not to scare Zhanbo.

"My God!"

Zhan Bo stared at Yang San in a daze. Why is there such a big gap between people?
"San'er, teach me, is there a quick version? I don't need to learn it in a day, I still have two weeks."

Yang San blankly glanced at Zhan Bo, you thought you were me, two weeks?How many words can you learn?
"But...but I'm going to Milan soon. I've been sending my resume to Milan these days, but I can't understand a single word of their reply letter. It's all in Italian."

Looking at Yang San's expression, Zhanbo knew that it was unrealistic to learn Italian in a short time, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Oh? Bring it here and let me have a look."

Taking the ipad from Zhanbo, Yang San opened it curiously.

"Um, computer programming... Pass?"

"Software engineering...thanks for your patronage?"

……

I read more than a dozen receipts from companies that corresponded to Zhanbo, but all of them were wiped out without exception.

Zhanbo also slowly turned from anticipation at the beginning to disappointment, "How is it possible, isn't my resume exciting enough?"

"Maybe...they just don't lack people in this area."

Yang San looked at Zhanbo and wanted to tell him the truth. In fact, many replies mentioned that they were quite satisfied with Zhanbo. Will the company communicate in English in the future?

"Italian Academy of Fine Arts? This is not bad, Zhanbo, I can't see that you still have artistic skills... er... mannequins?"

Yang San looked at Zhanbo in surprise, how anxious Zhanbo was to submit this resume!

"How about this one? I think it has something to do with Wan Yu, so I voted for it." Zhanbo asked expectantly.

"This...it passed. They are tired of drawing European models. Guess how many Asians have submitted their resumes?" Yang San said speechlessly.

Zhanbo took the ipad in surprise. Although he still couldn't understand a word on it, Zhanbo still looked at it with relish.

Looking at Mozheng's Zhanbo, Yang San shook his head lightly, it seemed that he really had to consider Yifei's opinion.

After happily reading the reply letter from the Italian Academy of Fine Arts for a while, Zhan Bo suddenly looked at Yang San in confusion.

"San'er, what do you think Wan Yu is thinking? I can't understand her more and more."

Yang San suddenly understood that he was worried about Wan Yu, although he didn't remember the plot this time.

But in the end, Yang San still remembered very clearly, Wan Yu went to Milan alone, and Zhanbo became what O, CEO?
"Zhanbo, in fact, Wanyu hasn't changed at all. She is beautiful, has her own ideas, and has always been pursuing her dreams." Yang San laughed.

"dream?"

Zhan Bo couldn't help but said softly, "Yes, dream, this is the life Wan Yu has always yearned for."

Yang San smiled slightly, "That's right, Zhan Bo, you see, Wan Yu hasn't changed, just like she bravely avoided the blind date back then, she has been pursuing her life all the time."

"Then what should I do?" Zhan Bo asked urgently.

"Zhanbo, do you still remember what you said to Wan Yu on Valentine's Day that year?" Yang San asked.

"When I confessed my love to Wan Yu?"

There was a blur before Zhanbo's eyes, as if he had returned to that Valentine's Day, a Valentine's Day with a typhoon in the winter, a Valentine's Day full of special meaning...

"I promise: you will always be like a princess, living in freedom and happiness forever..."

(End of this chapter)