The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 385 0385. The Land of Romance, France (4)

After cleaning, it was Jiang Shaoheng's job to finish the follow-up. Zhuang Xi ran back to Jiang's house with a "da da da" and moved all his things here.

After tidying up everything, Zhuang Xinian picked up the phone to take a photo to show off, only to realize that the phone turned off because it ran out of battery.

After thinking about it, oh, I didn't have much battery left after I called Dad Jiang yesterday, but I was in a hurry to deliver food to my mother, so I forgot to charge my phone.

After thinking it over, Zhuang Xinian took out the charger from the bag, charged the phone and turned it on.

As soon as I turned it on, I received a call from Dad Zhuang.

"dad?"

Zhuang Xinian looked at the caller ID on the screen, muttered, slid his little hand, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello? Dad!"

The little girl's clear, crisp, and joyful voice was transmitted to the ears of Zhuang's father who was far away overseas through the microphone of the mobile phone.

Hearing the voice of his precious daughter, Zhuang's father was so happy that he was about to ascend to heaven.

"Hey! Baby! Do you miss Dad?"

The little girl held the phone, and unconsciously picked the back of the phone with her index finger, "Yes! I really miss it! I went to see my mother yesterday, and my mother also said that I miss you so much!"

Being ironed out by his precious daughter's words, Zhuang's father felt refreshed for a while!

However, even though he was happy, Dad Zhuang did not forget his business of calling back.

"Baby, Dad has something to ask you."

Zhuang Xinian blinked and said softly, "Well, Dad, tell me! I'm listening!"

"It's like this. Didn't Dad participate in a painting exhibition in France recently? Then he saw a pretty good painting training camp training plan. It didn't take long, just one month, so Dad wanted to ask you, Do you want to be an art student in the future? If so, Dad will sign up for you. If you don’t want to, then there is no need. What do you mean?"

After Zhuang Xinian finished listening, she repeated in a murmur, "Painting training camp?"

"Well, yes!" Zhuang's father confirmed it with certainty.

To be honest, the little girl is a little moved. She likes to draw and thinks that when she draws, she will enjoy and be very happy.

She doesn't like studying, she doesn't like to read those books, and she doesn't like to desperately stuff those dizzying knowledge points into her mind.

But going abroad for a month is really a long time, and it is estimated that my father will not always have time to accompany me.

After hesitating for a while, Zhuang Xinian said, "Dad, let me think about it again. When I'm done thinking about it, can I call you?"

"Okay! Anyway, it's just a pre-registration now, and there is still more than a week before the official start!"

After talking about this matter, the father and daughter chatted for a while again, there was no actual content, and they just said what came to mind.

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Xinian sat on the sofa in a daze, dazed.

When Jiang Shaoheng poured two glasses of water and brought them over, he saw such a little girl.

"Nian Nian, drink water first." Jiang Shaoheng put the water glass in front of Zhuang Xinian.

At first, he thought it would take a little effort, but in the end, he watched the little girl reach out to pick up the water glass obediently without any reaction, and drank the water with a "gudong gudong".

This appearance is really abnormal.

(End of this chapter)