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Chapter 363 I'm so envious

"Wow, Swan Lake Castle." Xia Qing looked at the castle in the clouds excitedly.

"Some people say this is the prototype of Disney Castle." Xia Qing actually wanted to talk about the first owner of this castle, and her fate was a bit sad.

"There are too many prototypes." Zhang Xueling felt that too many European castles were similar in length anyway.

The fat man looked at the tall castle, "Are we walking, carriage, or mountaineering bus?"

For the fat man, he definitely doesn't want to choose the first one.

He will definitely collapse if he climbs up the mountain.

"Go up the carriage, and then we walk down the mountain." Xia Qing remembers that some people said that the scenery on Castle Road in the past was good.

Climbing a mountain is much harder than going down the mountain, and Xia Qing thinks this arrangement is good.

"I'll discuss it." Yu Xia had no objection.

Zou Zheng looked at the fat man and always felt his legs trembling, "Fatty and I will ride on a carriage when we go up and down the mountain."

"Feel the aristocratic atmosphere." Zou Zheng was very sorry, "It just didn't match the clothes he wore."

"Otherwise, you can make a video." He would exclaim when he showed it to his friends.

This proposal is good, Xia Qing was very moved. Unfortunately, she was not prepared for this trip.

However, in the summer when wearing European palace clothes, even if the temperature on the mountain is not high, you should sweat so much as rain.

"The collision between ancient and modern times is actually OK." Zhang Xueling stood under the shade of the tree, and was not interested in Zou Zheng's regret.

"The carriage is coming." Zhang Xueling was excited to see that it was coming soon.

It’s not that I haven’t ridden a carriage, so I’m more excited, but I can finally visit this famous castle.

Xia Qing sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of horse hooves, and imagined the former nobles passing this path to the castle on the mountain.

Of course this is really just imagination. At that time, too many people opposed the construction of this castle, and it was not completed before Ludwig II's death.

How could anyone come to the banquet without a completed and unpopular castle?

Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can still feel the power of the sun. As the carriage climbed up, Xia Qing stopped sweating in the shade of the trees.

When the carriage stopped, Xia Qing felt cold.

Gao Ziqi took out a shawl from her bag and said, "Put it on."

Wow, Xia Qing was moved, it doesn’t matter if she didn’t coax people with her mouth, but it’s rare for such careful men to be so careful.

Zou Zheng looked at Gao Ziqi carefully helping Xia Qing tidy up her shawl, and just wanted to say that she really couldn't look directly at her.

Chu Jiawei saw Gao Ziqi bringing shawls for Xia Qing. Although she wore too much, she didn't feel cold on her body.

But compared to the old man, the gap is not ordinary, "Old man, you study hard."

Zhang Xueling had a boyfriend, but she wanted to say why she hadn't met such a boyfriend.

Such a high-quality man can't make girls happy with sweet words, nor can he be a warm man, and he is gentle to all kinds of women, so why don't he give her a dozen?

"I envy, jealous and hateful." Zhang Xueling said sadly.

Yu Xia nodded constantly, "I'll discuss it."

"I definitely do better than Ziqi." Zou Zheng protested. He could do this, but why was no one praised him?

"You are a big radish in the heart of a flower." Zhang Xueling didn't even look at Zou Zheng.

The fat man stood beside him honestly. This kind of occasion is absolutely impossible for a person who has no girlfriend to participate in.

Seeing Zou Zheng attacking others, he knew that his approach was right.

The big radish in the heart of a flower? "I'm not fickle." Zou Zheng protested in discontent.

Zhang Yezhen had already pulled Chu Jiawei to see around her. Anyway, they had made an appointment to meet at the foot of the mountain before.

Xia Qing and Gao Ziqi also don’t have time to watch Zou Zheng’s behavior of playing tricks.

Before, Xia Qing would certainly watch it well. After all, Zou Zheng’s ugly scenes cannot be missed, but now she would rather stay with Gao Ziqi for a while.

After they returned to China, one was in City C and the other was in Beijing, and they could only meet through the Internet.

As for the holiday, Gao Ziqi is busy with work, he should fly to the United States to handle things, and Xia Qing is also busy reviewing her homework.

So while you can still be together, there is no need to waste time for irrelevant people.

Walking through the castle, Xia Qing finally understood why the king was going bankrupt in order to build this castle, leaving a lot of debt to his family after his death.

Even in the 60th century, some people thought it was a stupid decision to build this castle.

"Who would have thought that the buildings that were despised at the time would now become Germany's business card."

"I will become a big income investor." Xia Qing sighed very much.

"So people need to have vision."

"Just like someone invested in Van Gogh's paintings, he could make a fortune after his death."

Gao Ziqi took Xia Qing's hand and walked in the castle with an artistic atmosphere, but the topic was so tacky.

Xia Qing thought it was very interesting. Fortunately, they spoke Chinese, and looking around, it was obvious that not many Chinese people were from China.

Otherwise, Xia Qing would have no face if she thought about it.

"What's wrong?" Gao Ziqi didn't understand why Xia Qing would laugh. Could it be that he said the wrong thing?

Xia Qing shook her head, "I just think that what we both talk about is very cheesy when we walk here."

"Talk about income, value-added or something."

Xia Qing looked at the foreigners around her. They were really visiting the artwork, pointing fingers and discussing with their companions.

Of course their discussion is not such a tacky discussion.

"What they are talking about is art, what we are talking about is price." Xia Qing lowered her voice.

So, Gao Ziqi burst into laughter, "We can also discuss art, but they will also evaluate the price in their hearts."

"Foreigners are also humans, don't take them too seriously." Gao Ziqi has dealt with foreigners for a long time and understands their routines.

"They're not less pursuing money than we do."

"Don't think that they are all making money openly. Even if they are people who have worked together for a long time, they will not be ruthless when they cheat you."

Gao Ziqi looked sobbing, thanks to her aunt watching from the side, otherwise she wouldn't know how many times she had cheated on people.

Seeing Gao Ziqi's expression that was unbearable to look back, don't ask, just know that it must have been a cheat.

"Seeing, don't say unhappy words." No matter what, I finally came here.

If it weren't for being cheated by people, I wouldn't have grown so fast.

Holding Xia Qing's hand, the two of them slowly swayed in the castle.

When you encounter a place with good scenery, you will also ask someone to take a group photo.

"It's a pity that their level is really not good enough." Xia Qing found that the foreigner was really taking photos casually.

Don’t expect good photos to be taken. You can avoid shaking your hands and take pictures of the scenery you want to take.

"We took photos to prove that we had been here for a while. Foreigners looked at it with their eyes and looked at it with their hearts."

With different attitudes towards travel, you can actually understand why foreigners are not good at taking photos.

Of course, foreigners can look slowly with their eyes, it is much more convenient for them to go abroad.

Especially for Europeans, no matter how they run, as long as they are in Europe, the distance is really not too far, and in fact, taking a plane is really not too far.

"They are convenient for traveling, but it is difficult for us to travel." Not to mention the money for air tickets, it is a big problem even for communication.
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