Ruoka took Yang Jing to walk a relatively long distance and found a small restaurant where they could sit down. Yang Jingxing couldn't understand the menu, so he randomly ordered something like noodles and hot dogs. Ruoka only took two bites of the unappetizing food.

Lamisu, have some cold drinks.

As for students, let’s talk about studies. Ruoka is also a science major, a sophomore in high school, but in a five-year system. The two of them talked about this issue for a long time, and Ruoka finally understood that Yang Jingxing can go to college after graduating from high school in three years.

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After doing some mental calculation, Ruoka knew: "So, you are seventeen years old?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "You can get your driver's license next year."

Ruoka rummaged through his bag and took out a car key with a beautiful pendant hanging on it, showing off a bit: "My sixteenth birthday gift, a red SMRT."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "I like red, and I love Ferrari."

Ruoka was surprised: "Do you like Ferrari?"

Yang Jingxing learned movie lines: "Second only to pretty girls."

Ruoka looked in disbelief: "Ferrari is my father's true love. He has the latest F430... What a coincidence!"

Yang Jingxing laughed: "All men love Ferrari."

Ruoka chuckled: "Yes, that's why my mother hates Ferrari."

This is another common topic. Ruoka also knows a lot about Ferrari and asked Yang Jingxing if he had ever visited the hometown of Ferrari. Yang Jingxing could not say that his love for things outside his body had diminished a lot after decades of death. He only said

It's because of the regret of time.

After eating, Ruoka went to the bathroom for a while. When he came back, the light shine on his face disappeared, and he had obviously touched up his makeup. The two walked slowly back to gather, side by side, half a meter apart, and then took photos side by side.

Tan Dong helped Yang Jingxing take the photo, and his partner, a black girl, helped Ruoka. The black girl's name was Jenny. She was cheerful all the way and had made Tan Dong forget about his skin color.

When Jenny looked at the photo effect, she said to Joca in Italian: "He may be a liar, but at least he is a hot liar."

Ruokaxiao was very angry: "Jenny, you are so rude!"

In the afternoon, I went to Navona and walked around with my legs. There were many restaurants and shops and it was quite lively. Ruoka followed Yang Jingxing’s footsteps and walked far behind the large army. The two talked about their respective food cultures. Ruoka knew roast duck, Yang Jingxing

As far as pizza is concerned, people are ignorant.

Ruoka talked about her visit to her grandma's hometown one year and saw the chefs there making a super large pizza, several meters in diameter. She stretched out her hands hard and gestured with an exaggerated facial expression: "... too

When it got bigger, I ate one millionth of it."

At this moment, a short young Caucasian man with professional movements and speed suddenly accelerated from three or four meters behind Ruoka. He stretched out his long hand and easily lifted Ruoka's Chanel bag from her arm.

He walked out, and then flew faster towards a narrow alley next to him.

Just before Ruoka had time to scream in panic, the snitch had already ran away more than ten meters away.

Yang Jingxing's brain reacted quickly, but the question of whether to pursue or not made him think for a second or two. After making the decision, he rushed forward with an acceleration comparable to that of a Ferrari, and it was like an arrow leaving the string.

Four or five seconds later, Yang Jingxing relied on his absolute speed advantage to grab the robber's left arm. Inexperienced, he pulled back the robber's left arm with too much force, causing the robber to fly up and then fall heavily to the ground.

Yang Jingxing was a little scared and let go of his hand, but only for a fraction of a second, and then he grabbed it hard again. The pain in his arm made the robber let out a harsh and angry cry, and glared viciously at Yang Jingxing, an Asian man.

Ruoka looked at Yang Jingxing from a distance of fifty or sixty meters, yelling and screaming, attracting other students and passers-by, but there was no police.

The robber was struggling ferociously, trying to get up. Yang Jingxing helped, and with a strong lift of his right hand, he half-lifted the robber. The robber's feet fluttered for a while, and finally he stood up with all his strength, and raised his right hand to scare Yang Jingxing.

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Yang Jingxing did not dare to attack, but legitimate defense was necessary, so he blocked the opponent's punch with his left hand and quickly controlled the opponent's wrist. Speaking of which, the speed of this robber was too slow for the current Yang Jingxing.

The punching path is like slow motion.

Both hands were controlled, but they could not be pulled out no matter how hard they tried. The robber had no choice but to kick with his right foot. Yang Jingxing kicked him back with the sole of his foot. He also kicked with his left foot, and the same thing happened.

The robber's legs kept kicking, but Yang Jingxing just raised his right foot and parried one after another, making the two of them look funny.

While kicking and struggling, the robber's center of gravity was unstable again and he was about to fall. Yang Jingxing used a little force on his arms to lift the robber.

The robber looked at the frowning Yang Jingxing and his distant but powerful backup. He felt a little guilty. He flicked his wrist hard and threw Ruoka's bag behind Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing let go of the robber's hand and watched the robber run away quickly before turning around, picking up the bag, and walked towards the stunned group of people behind him.

The first person to greet Yang Jingxing was the little boy who was friends with Ren Chuyu. He excitedly rushed forward a few steps, danced and performed two sets of very funny moves, and finally struck a pose that he thought was cool enough.

With his face flushed, he shouted: "Kung Fu!"

Yang Jingxing politely gave the admirer a thumbs up, and the admirer quickly stood up at attention, and Kong Wu returned the gesture with a strong fist.

Ruoka was still nervous. He took a few steps forward and stared at Yang Jingxing, who couldn't restrain his smile, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Everything is fine."

Ruoka took his bag, but he was obviously more concerned about Yang Jingxing.

Bo Er waited and stared at Yang Jingxing with anger and concern. He didn't know whether to criticize or praise. In the end, he still got angry and said, "Why don't you come with us!"

Afterwards, everyone started chattering. Yang Jingxing had become a kung fu master and hero in the eyes of Italians. They all came to introduce themselves to him. But these classmates, who had known each other for two years, didn't know what to say.

Of course, Shao Lei thought that Yang Jingxing went crazy because he was laughing at him in Geneva, and warned: "What a bullshit!? Does the mafia know?"

Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing for a while, and stood on the same front as Bo Er and others: "What did you say before coming out? Safety first!"

They still had to continue sightseeing, but Yang Jingxing and Ruoka no longer had time together. The little boy kept pestering Yang Jingxing, introduced himself as Ricardo, and continued to use fists and kicks to prove that he was a loyal kung fu fan.

Ruoka couldn't show his impatience, and it wasn't until Ricardo asked Yang Jingxing to show off his skills that he took the opportunity: "Ricardo, I think you should go and accompany your friend!"

Ren Chuyu didn't mind, and took advantage of the opportunity to talk to Yang Jingxing: "How come I didn't even see a Ferrari in such a place? I still want to take pictures of you."

While visiting the market, Yang Jingxing bought a few knick-knacks worth a few euros and planned to take them back as gifts. He knew how to bargain, and if the other person pointed out ten fingers, he would reply with eight, and he would succeed.

Ruoka himself, a local, was also new. He looked at the stainless steel Roman necklace Yang Jingxing selected and reminded him: "This is beautiful...suitable for girls."

"Really?" Yang Jingxing looked at it carefully, then stretched out his hand in front of Ruoka: "Thank you for teaching me the yo-yo."

Ruoka's blue eyes widened in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Give it to me?"

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Please accept it."

"Thank you -" Ruoka exaggeratedly lengthened his voice, took it with his hands, and immediately hung it around his neck to admire himself.

However, Yang Jingxing went back and bought two more. Ruoka was too talkative: "If you want to bring a gift to your girlfriend, I can give you some suggestions."

Yang Jingxing melancholy said: "I hope I can help you."

Ruoka didn’t believe it: “You don’t have a girlfriend!?”

Yang Jingxing begged: "Stop talking about this frustrating thing."

Ruoka was happy instead.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the bus took the students back to the small hotel. The friends who had become familiar with each other said goodbye to each other, and Tan Dong even hugged the black girl.

Yang Jingxing and Ruoka, who had made the fastest progress before, now seemed more distant, giving some official goodbye speeches. Ruoka asked again: "So... you are going back to China soon?"

Yang Jingxing said: "The day after tomorrow, I will visit the Vatican tomorrow."

Ruoka nodded: "When? Be specific."

Yang Jingxing said: "Let's spend the whole day. I wish you a happy life in the future."

Ruoka's hand unconsciously touched the new necklace, and suddenly he remembered taking out the yo-yo that helped build friendship from his bag, and handed it to Yang Jingxing.

Yang Jingxing took it unceremoniously: "Thank you." He didn't have anything to say anymore, so he just stood and waited for Ruoka's teacher to say goodbye to Bo Er and others before greeting her students.

Ruoka took two steps before turning back and waving to Yang Jingxing: "Goodbye."

Yang Jingxing used his bright smile to leave a good impression on others: "Goodbye."

After returning to the room, Tan Dong first clarified to himself: "Actually, Jenny is not bad. She wants to be a singer... Actually, she is not particularly black. Her mother is Italian and white. Have you left your email address?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head and stared at his arms, kneading and squeezing them.

Tan Dong, who had no outstanding performance himself, couldn't make fun of his roommates, so he used a more sincere tone: "Ruoka is actually pretty good-looking and has a good figure... You were obviously a hero saving the beauty, haha, Kung Fu... Don't read it, you know

You have muscles!"

Yang Jingxing looked out the window, then called to his friend: "Come here."

"What?" Tan Dong felt that his friend was really a little abnormal.

Yang Jingxing raised his finger: "Over there, there is a red rental. Did you see the decoration in the window, the one that is spinning?"

Across the street, about forty or fifty meters away, was probably a handicraft store. There was something like a fan in the window, spinning constantly.

Yang Jingxing provoked: "Five leaves, red, blue, white, yellow, orange, dinner."

Tan Dong looked at Yang Jingxing suspiciously, and after recalling that he was sure that they had not been there before, and that his eyesight was also 2:00, he accepted the bet.

Ten minutes later, Tan Dong scolded Yang Jingxing in Wu Nong's soft language on the street, saying that he must have seen the condom beforehand. Even the owner of the handicraft store had to turn off the power inexplicably to determine how many pieces it was.

Where are the leaves?

At six o'clock in the morning on the 7th, Yang Jingxing woke up again after only sleeping for more than three hours. He did 300 push-ups in the bathroom and then drowned himself in the basin for three minutes. Finally, he was able to drain the water smoothly.

Maybe because his body was too exhausted, Yang Jingxing was very hungry, so he was about to ask Tan Dong to get up and have breakfast. At this time, the phone in the room rang. It was a call from the front desk, saying that a lady named Ruoka was waiting for Mr. Yang Jingxing in the lobby.

Yang Jingxing went downstairs and when he got out of the elevator, he saw Ruoka standing more graceful than yesterday. The necklace was still hanging on his chest, with an extra colorful one. Followed by Ruoka was a tall, middle-aged Caucasian man, with a hairstyle and a beard.

You can tell from her figure and dress that she is fashionable.
To be continued...