hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 95 Holding Hands in the Loire River ([-])

　"It's great to be able to go to France with the chief this time! I heard from the secretary's office that there is no need for the chief to participate in the small-scale activities of Yunju's website, but then somehow he changed his mind. You How can he get a visa temporarily with such great skills, or does he have a French visa?"

　Nalan Xin'er was still chattering and expressing her excitement, but when she turned around, she saw Tang Yumo had already put on the blindfold and was drowsy.

　"Hey, it's so boring. I still want to share the chief's gossip with you. If it weren't for your generous seat, I wouldn't tell others." Nalan Xin'er muttered.

　"Her, don't pay attention to her. She is the chief bodyguard and her status is very important. Don't be self-righteous. She might gossip a lot more than you do." A writer sitting in the back seat responded to her in a strange way.

　"Ah? This..." Nalan Xiner glanced at the sleeping Tang Yumo, she didn't think it was the same, this woman looked pretty, but her clothes were really shabby. Son.

　"You don't know yet. During the PK finals that day, it was said that she was going all over the place to discharge the judges. Otherwise, how could she squeeze in with only 20 people? And it is said that she is just a person who can't write a first-rate president's essay. The ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, and powers are self-righteous and innovative in the article, and I don’t know if those stinking feet are real readers or brushes she hired.”

　Tang Yumo listened to the fierceness of the unknown writer behind her complaining about her, and smiled in her heart. I haven't arrived in France yet. I don't have any achievements and fame yet, have I already started to be trampled on?Regardless of whether she doesn't care about her, I finally had a chance to get rid of those disturbing magic voice souls in the sky, and finally I can sleep well, so I don't waste time fussing with you ignorant humans
　She really fell asleep with great contentment.

　Except for eating and going to the bathroom, she spent almost all of the trip in a coma.

　
　[So much so that during the live broadcast of Qingcheng TV Station, a careless doll in a small farm yard pointed to the TV and asked Mommy: "Why does Mommy, Mommy, sister always sleep on the plane?"

　"Being a writer is very tiring, do you understand, don't watch TV, go to sleep and get enough energy, so that you can listen to the lectures and grow up, and then you can also become a writer, go to France, Europe, and the world, and go wherever you want." Mommy Nonsense. 】

　
　Gu Yihan's private jet finally landed slowly on the romantic land of France.

　The cabin opened, and the writers who had traveled long distances came out one after another. Although they were a little tired, they couldn't hide their joy, as if the air in a foreign country was particularly fragrant.

　"Huh? This doesn't seem to be Paris-Charles de Gaulle Airport." The experienced and famous writer looked around and said slightly disappointed,
　"This is Tours Airport, the aircraft that can land here are precious. Because it is only open to the French national airline and private jets, not to large operators." Tranquility walked out of the back cabin, as The assistant who led the editor explained to everyone.

　"Tours? Aren't we staying in Paris?"

　"What kind of small place is Tours? I haven't even heard of it."

　The writers whispered to each other.

　The original destination was Tours. Tang Yumo squinted his eyes under the blue sky and smiled in his heart. This is a very old city in France. It has the longest river in France, the most beautiful gardens and castles, especially in literature. There is a long history of history that fits well with the theme of this study tour, and the language spoken by the people here is said to be the purest French.

　Gu Yihan, your taste has finally become more elegant.

(End of this chapter)