There is a saying that what you overlook from the Iron Tower is a prosperous Gallic capital, but what you see from the top of Painter's Heights is what it really looks like.

Xia Ningxuan is very strange when traveling. She is always unwilling to see and play from the perspective of tourists. She feels that it is boring and everything she sees is stuff hyped by travel suppliers.

In contrast, she hopes to experience the life of local people, to see the most authentic appearance of a city, and to understand the difference between this strange city and the place where she lives.

What is the most authentic look of a city?

Every time Han Lan heard her say this, she hesitated in her heart whether to take her to the backside of the city to see the places where the sun doesn't shine. Wouldn't that be real enough?

However, considering the purpose of my trip, I still held back in the end.

Fang Qiaorui arranged for them to stay at Painter's Heights in order to create as romantic an environment as possible for his confession. She didn't know where she got the experience from, but she always felt that the success rate of confession would be higher in high places.

So after the Eiffel Tower battle plan fell through, the battle location was immediately changed to Painter's Heights.

In fact, Painters' Heights has now been developed into a tourist area, and there are many tourists. However, because it was chosen at night, and there are too many things nearby that attract tourists' attention, it is harder to be recognized by fans than the Iron Tower.

And there are much fewer tourists at night than during the day.

However, the security here is worse than that around the Iron Tower. Especially at night, robbery and theft are quite rampant.

However, people like Han Lan and others are definitely not their best target. There are too many people, especially if there is a man like Lee Myung-bak who is not easy to mess with at first glance, it is easy to overturn.

This is a gathering place for painters and artists, but now it is more for commercial purposes. If you come during the day, you can see many painters painting for tourists, but at night there are much less. Maybe it is because the light is not good for painting.

And most of the people who come here at night are not here for the painter, but more for the "topless" song and dance performance at the foot of the mountain and the night view of the Gallic capital.

Han Lan and her group did not go to see the dance performance, but went straight to the top of the mountain. Through the guardrail, they could see the entire Gaul capital with bright lights.

It's very beautiful. You can see the prosperity of the Gallic capital more intuitively than during the day, especially which streets are the most prosperous.

Some places are dazzlingly bright, but some places only have scattered dots.

"Han Lan, do you think this place is any different from Lin'an?" Xia Ningxuan looked at the night view of the city with some emotion, and casually chatted with Han Lan who was standing by her side.

no the same?

Yes, here I can get an AK within half an hour, but in Lin'an... I might not be able to get it even if it takes half a month.

"Cough cough cough..." Han Lan realized that her brain circuit was biased again. She coughed twice in embarrassment and pretended to look far away: "Lin'an is more beautiful, it makes me feel more dreamy, and it changes every year.

With. And here..."

Han Lan smiled, it was basically the same as what he saw in his previous life.

Xia Ningxuan turned her head and glanced at him, and said with a smile: "I always feel that you look down on foreign countries. It was the same way last time I invited you to Western Europe. It seemed like I was taking you to some remote country."

"I'm not looking down on him, I just want to stay at home and enjoy peace and happiness." Han Lan said with a smile.

"Although I think China is good, I still have to go out occasionally to see what other places in the world are like. Like us, we basically have to stay at home when we are on vacation in China, and it is difficult to go out and wander around in any scenic spots.

It’s too easy to be recognized. If you occasionally go abroad for a walk, you can also try to return to the life of ordinary people... Just like us now, the two of us stand here quietly and look at the scenery, and there will be no reporters taking photos.

, and no fans will suddenly rush up to ask for photos or autographs. In this way, it feels like I am really on vacation."

Han Lan was a little nervous and distracted, so she didn't pay much attention to the meaning of Xia Ningxuan's words.

At this moment, Fang Qiaorui had quietly retreated with Li Mingbo and An Keke, gesturing to him not far away: Start taking action! Come on!

Han Lan took a deep breath and recalled what Fang Qiaorui had told him before.

No need for fancy sweet words, just be sincere!

Just say what’s on your mind!

What’s on your mind?

Teacher Xia, do I like you?

Teacher Xia, will you be my girlfriend?

Teacher Xia, shall we be together?

Teacher Xia, shall we date?

Teacher Xia, I want to pick you up!

Bah, why does it feel more and more unreliable?

md, why can’t Sister Qiaorui give me a template for reference?

"Han Lan." Just when Han Lan was thinking about various confessions, Xia Ningxuan suddenly called him, looked up into his eyes, and smiled: "Do you still like me?"

With a "buzz" sound, all the words in Han Lan's head were instantly cleared.

Xia Ningxuan looked at him dumbfounded and didn't answer. She also smiled and turned back to lie on the guardrail and continued to look at the bright lights in the distance.

"Han Lan, do you still remember what you said to me after you woke up after you were accidentally blown up while filming at sea? You said we must have known each other in a previous life..."

"The car accident divided your life into two parts. When you woke up, you couldn't remember many things before the car accident. Looking at it this way, it really seemed like you had lived two lifetimes."

"If you think about it this way, we did know each other in our previous life." Xia Ningxuan recalled with a smile:

"The first time we met was when you were twelve years old, at your offline fan meeting, and I went to you to ask for an autograph. You may not remember it, because at that time I was just one of your countless fans, and I

There is nothing particularly outstanding about her, just like all star-chasing girls, she will silently chase after you and be content just looking at your back."

"But I don't want to be like this. I want to be closer to you. I think we both like music. We should have more similar topics. I think we... are possible."

Xia Ningxuan clenched her fists nervously, lowered her head slightly, her cheeks were a little hot, but she continued: "So, that day, I had the courage to have the first intersection in my life with you. When you signed the autograph

, I made a request to you. I want to participate in the Story of Youth singing competition, and I hope you can help me cheer for it. I also told you my name. Regardless of whether you remember me or not, at least our two names appeared at the same time.

On a poster.”

"I succeeded. You followed what I said and wrote the first stroke on our life trajectories." Xia Ningxuan glanced at Han Lan timidly and asked with some guilt: "Do you think I am very scheming?
Chapter completed!