The country is big, it is good, it is good, it is good!

The tropical opponents are here, you can pull them to Harbin to turn into ice lanterns, and the opponents in the cold zone are here, you can lead them to blow coconut wind on the South Island of Shanghai, even if they practice jet lag, they will not need a visa to get to Fuyuan every day. !

It's just that, this time the Chinese Football Association is not too embarrassed to pull the Syrian team to Heilongjiang in the winter. Of course, it is also afraid of causing anxiousness and we will die together. In the final analysis, Chinese football is still somewhat stronger, and it is still a bit of a bottom line to value it.

Therefore, the game was arranged in Kunming.

Wang Ai likes Kunming and has been to Kunming many times, but it is the first time for Kang Si. In fact, if she didn't want to bring her to China for the Spring Festival this time, she could stay at home in Milan.

In a place like spring all year round, when you leave the airport lobby, flowers bloom on the green belt outside the door. Caiyunzhinan not only refers to the colorful clothing of local ethnic minorities, but also refers to the colorful natural scenery, even an ordinary corner outside the airport.

"It's a pity that this trip is too busy, or I should accompany you around."

After getting into the waiting car and greeted the driver, Wang Ai sat by the window and held down the head that Kang Si was going to stretch out, saving him having to stop and look for it.

"Ah, where is this?" Kang Si turned her head, seeing that Wang Ai couldn't get rid of Wang Ai, she sighed and sat down.

"Kunming, the great southwest of China."

"Spain?"

"No, there is the sea to the west of Europe and the sea to the east of China, so it is probably... Hungary?"

"Oh!" Kang Si sat down seemingly understanding, quiet for less than three seconds, pointed out the window, and pulled Wang Ai: "Eh eh, their clothes and clothes!"

Wang Ai turned to look. A group of gorgeous girls lined up, as if to participate in some celebration. But, the clothes of ethnic minorities are very distinctive, at least you can’t see them in most Chinese cities, so Kang Si It's like Alice in Wonderland.

"That's their traditional costumes. It's New Year's Eve. It's just like a tuxedo and evening gown. It's not usually worn like this."

"Then have you?"

"They are not the same people without me."

"Then what nationality are they?"

This time I can ask Wang Ai. Wang Ai knew that the Southwestern ethnic groups like to wear blue coats and silver ornaments. As for the specific ones, it is unclear.

"What are you doing?" Wang Ai asked back.

"I, I, I want one." Kang Si pointed at the clothes carefully.

"You only have three minutes of blood! You forgot the dress that you and I were going to buy in Northeast Africa the year before the first year? Did you buy it and wear it once?"

Speaking of this, Conscious immediately became angry and grabbed the corner of Wang Ai's clothes and said, "Are you embarrassed to say? I originally thought the red-bottomed flower was beautiful, but the big tiger told me that it was sewn with a quilt. !"

Wang Aiwen was stunned that he really didn't know this little thing between girls. Frankly speaking, people from the Northeast have a passionate and unrestrained aesthetic, but they are also careless, so that the jackets and quilts often hit their shirts, and no one thinks it is wrong. Calling Kang Si today is a bit...

"Okay, okay, look for a place where there should be a special sale of this kind of clothes."

Wang Ai agreed to Kang Si but hesitated: "Do you think I can look good if I wear it?"

Wang Ai looked at Kang Ribbon's light linen hair, white skin with deep sunken eye sockets, and brown eyes with blue gowns and silver headdresses... a pretty female ghost! At least it's an ugly foreign lady!

However, in view of having just offended Kang Si, Wang Ai did not dare to say directly, but the hesitant tone made Kang Si notice. The frustrated little girl leaned on the back of the chair and murmured: "Farewell, my lovely Little clothes."

"I said you did it?" Wang Ai said amusedly: "With so many beautiful clothes in the world, can you still fit them?"

"How can I not fit all? I am beautiful! My beauty is universal!" Kang Si struck her neck and Wang Ai's mouth.

"Why do you have such an impression?" Wang Ai looked at Kang Si, who was never confident.

"Because since I was little, the boys who chased me came from all countries and races!" Kang Si raised her chin: "Even in Italy..."

"Huh?" Wang Aila said long.

"Uh..." Consciousness, who was aware of the failure to speak, suddenly shrank her neck again: "When you are playing, someone is always talking to me, and you need my phone number..."

Realizing that there is a danger of thief in his vegetable garden, Wang Ai immediately felt that this matter should be taken seriously: "In fact, those clothes may not be impossible for you to wear, but they are designed for the general appearance of Chinese people. If you want to wear them, you have to target them. Adjust your characteristics."

The light of hope just appeared in Kang Si's eyes, and Wang Ai said, "Unfortunately I won't."

As soon as Kang Si's eyes dimmed, she heard another sentence from Wang Ai: "But I can find someone who meets."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!)

Wang Ai said twice: "Call me, no, work phone."

Kang Si retrieved the phone from her luggage and handed it to Wang Ai in a huff. Wang Ai opened the phone book and dialed it after a while: "Sister Xiuyun, do you know my assistant? Kang Si, the little Greek girl, um, I I was on the way to the hotel in Kunming. She was attracted to other people’s clothes for any activities of ethnic minorities, but I guess it might not taste good if you wear them directly. Look at your makeup artist, stylist, etc. Are you trying to design for her? I will pay for the design."

Zhang Xiuyun, who was on the other side of the phone, automatically blocked the concept of "design fee" and thought for a while and said: "Then you send a few more photos of her, and then you ask her to go to the local minority clothing store and take some photos whenever you like. Send it here too. By the way, you will be playing the day after tomorrow, right? Don't be distracted by this, just leave it to me, and make sure to make your little assistant satisfied."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Ai turned to look at Kang Si: "All right? Remember that next time someone asks for your phone number, you are not allowed to give it!"

Kang Si automatically blocked the words behind and asked: "Who can you find?"

"Who else? Who are you talking about making movies? Who are you talking about who are specializing in styling movie actors?"

"Then it will cost a lot of money, it will be deducted from my salary!" Kang Si said generously.

Wang Ai squinted his eyes: "I have been my assistant for so long, and the company briefing did not hide it from you. You know that it is an employee of my company!"

As he was talking, the car stopped, Kang Si got off and was about to run, and asked Wang Ai to stay there: "Wait, I will find someone to accompany you."

"Didn't you say that China's law and order is very good?"

"It's very good." Wang Ai said helplessly: "But, do you know the road?"