Is this? I have a Chinese junior. Jiang Yuntao, who is lying on the bed in a large shape, muttered in his heart.

It’s shameful to say that in the past two years at Texas University, although he lived in a foreign student apartment with a building of men and women, he didn’t know a Chinese girl from abroad. At most, he looked familiar, let alone exchange mobile phone numbers or something. Americans like to open a party once a week, and he has never been to it.

The only yellow skin I know is Xiao Li, and Xiao Li is not from the international student academy... He is Chinese.

Therefore, Jiang Yuntao, who is lonely and cold inside, has always been a single dog. Logically speaking, he doesn't even have an ambiguous partner like him. The fact is that he is really not. It's not just because he is obsessed with basketball and can't extricate himself, but because he doesn't like to take the initiative. When studying in the United States, as long as he interacts with girls a little harder, he won't even have a girlfriend.

"That's right to be excited, skr!" Although I don't know if the other party is a girl or where she got her mobile phone number, this should be the first fan to contact Jiang Yuntao. He smiled like a 3-year-old child.

"Little brother, you actually replied to me!" What Jiang Yuntao did not expect was that the other party responded to the message very quickly, and the text showed a very uneasy look.

"I'm not a cold boy, it's normal to reply to messages." The little brother? He should be a junior, Jiang Yuntao breathed a sigh of relief.

"That... don't you want to know who I am?"

"Chinese, right?" Jiang Yuntao didn't expect much. He was very excited. He met two straight men. There were too many situations. He was more realistic. It would be great if there was a young lady like Park Cho-long who played games every day and chatted with him after playing games. Unfortunately, he seemed to make her angry that day... I guess he would never have a chance to meet again.

"Right! And we seem to know each other."

"Really?"

"Maybe you will forget me, but I still remember you."

"Haha, then where are you now? It's not in China, right?" Jiang Yuntao was bored anyway, so he wrote words that had no meaning.

"No." The owner of this number seemed to be thinking about something and replied with a word.

"Are you my fan?" Jiang Yuntao just thought it was normal for others to know him. After all, he had been on TV, so it was normal for him not to know him. But it seems that the owner of this number may be a girl. I really hope that Jiang Yuntao can remember her? Could it be that he is not the kind of person who meets one time?

"Yes, it's in China." The news from the owner of the number made Jiang Yuntao wake up a lot, and the amount of information was a bit large!

"You remind me of someone!" Jiang Yuntao jumped from the bed, and was his own fan in China? Wasn't that one-on-one match at the Imperial Capital Conservatory only a month ago? He thought of a cute and reckless short-haired girl in his mind. His simple words and anxious and cute look are still deeply remembered. Is it really her?

The soft girl who almost knocked his headphones away while walking, the big sister who seriously wanted to solve the problem, rushed to the school gate panting and returned the necklace to his cute girl, and the shy student union president who treated the classmates sincerely?

No! She is in the United States now? Just kidding!

There was no reply there. Jiang Yuntao opened the second message sent by another person. It was a photo sent by Xiao Li. In the photo, the Texas University basketball team took a group photo in the cafeteria. Behind it was a TV picture. Bamba and the others were making cheering gestures for Jiang Yuntao. However, Jiang Yuntao found a familiar face in the corner. She was caught by the camera with a cute face. She had a round silver-edged glasses, a white face, and her fresh short hair.

Li Zixuan!

Jiang Yuntao rubbed his eyes and confirmed that this was not P. How could this be possible? He was in the imperial capital a while ago, and came to their University of Texas cafeteria in the blink of an eye. He was holding a box of chips that he pretended to be a student at the University of Texas. Is it true?

"Xiao Li, are you still in the canteen now? See if the Chinese girl in the canteen is still there?" Jiang Yuntao quickly sent a message.

Xiao Li did not reply, and Jiang Yuntao realized that the cafeteria had closed long ago at this time, and Xiao Li must have gone back to sleep.

"You finally remembered?" The owner of the number sent another message. Looking at the text, Jiang Yuntao felt as if Li Zixuan was talking. He seemed very shy. He wanted Jiang Yuntao to know but didn't want to disturb his life, so he was so shy when typing. He might have introduced himself directly if he had to change to other girls.

"I remembered it." Jiang Yuntao was so smart. You can tell from a photo that his phone number must have been given to her by Xiao Li. The next morning he was slapped in the face because Xiao Li said that he was too focused on watching the game and didn't care at all that there was a Chinese girl having dinner in the corner of the cafeteria last night, but it looked pretty and had never seen her before.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go to bed."

"Can you tell me before going to bed why you came to Texas to go to college?" Jiang Yuntao said it more clearly, but he took good care of girls and did not point it out directly.

"Ah? I want to draw, so I came to the United States to learn painting."

"Okay, is that the reason?" Jiang Yuntao sent a sighing symbol.

"It's for you, little brother, to come to Texas to watch your game!"

"Okay, okay, I'll give you all the tickets in the future. Anyway, it's quite close to San Antonio." Jiang Yuntao laughed out loud, thinking to himself, who are you, a little girl, to deceive? Jiang Yuntao's actual NCAA only started in mid-February, and the NBA decided the day before yesterday that China came to the United States to study, and the procedures would take a long time.

Even if his emotional intelligence is low, his heart is touched. This young lady obviously came to the University of Texas for him, right? Because he told her that day that he was studying at the University of Texas.

She may have come to the University of Texas as a popular exchange student in China? Otherwise, as the president of the Student Union of the Imperial Capital Conservatory of Music, she was not good at being a good boss and came to Texas, where she was unfamiliar with her life. If she wanted to go to the University of Los Angeles, there were those art schools. The University of Texas major in painting is not particularly strong.

So even if he paid for the ticket, he would give Li Zixuan the ticket to come to see the competition. In this day when he would be extremely autistic and hardworking in the future, it would be great to have a person from his hometown come to see him.

"Thanks!!"

"School sister, good night."

"Senior, good night." The two of them were tacitly aware of it.

At the University of Texas, Austin, in the overseas student apartment, Li Zixuan, whose hands were frozen and froze, put down her phone, crawled into the quilt, looked at the bright moon in Texas, and smiled well and naturally:

I have found you through thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, just to spend the same period of time as you where you are. I hope that this period of time can leave the most precious memories for each other, which is beautiful enough.

You have to work hard, Li Zixuan! You will always be the best!
Chapter completed!