It turns out that Italian boys are not what we think!

I don't know when and where the outside world gave me what kind of information, or all kinds of hearsay just entered my ears without precaution, leaving some traces in my head. Why else would the Italian boy I imagined be like this? Tall, elegant, handsome and romantic. ...

In my first semester in France, most people I knew were French, but I did talk to several Italians at an international dinner, one of whom was an Italian boy. However, it is not what I expected, about 175. I am a little thin, wearing a black-and-white striped T, and the two sides exchanged greetings and stopped communicating.

A little deeper understanding is in the French class in the second semester. Except me, all the students in my class are international exchange students, including Czech, Greece, Germany, Slovakia, Netherlands, Colombia and Italy. In the first class, more than ten people imitated the trick of one-minute blind date, and every two people took turns chatting. After more than half a minute, I didn't even remember a person's name. This name is really complicated.

When I entered the classroom, I saw that there were only three boys in the class, and I couldn't help sighing, alas, none of my favorite types, one looked a little tall, and the other two gave people a feeling of weakness. It turns out that those two boys are Italian, which is quite different from what I thought. I feel a little girlish in words and deeds, but they all have beards and look like boys in southern China. As far as I know, these two Italian boys are both gay.

In this way, I went to the first class without in-depth communication. I skipped three classes to spend the Spring Festival in China, plus a week's winter vacation. A month later, I met my friend again. At that time, everyone was already familiar with it except me, so I only had a little communication with my classmates in Slovakia in the next two classes.

But I really cook in the third class. I need to give a speech about food in China. I made a mini pumpkin pie. Presumably, everyone likes pumpkin pie or knows more about me. After class, one of the Italian boys and Swedish girls kept praising me and asked me for recipes. Maybe they prefer Chinese food. Later, they invited me to sign up for a two-day weekend tour of French castles, and I agreed. After all, the time to play together is probably this weekend, because after this course, there is only one exam class left.

I feel that friendship is the easiest to warm up when I go to play.

In this trip, except for a few French people and a few people from Taiwan Province Province, almost all of them are international exchange students from the European Union, including many Italians. A large group of people walked around the castle together, strolled around together, drank coffee, and soon got acquainted. There is no fixed group of people walking around, so it is more casual for everyone to walk together. In the afternoon, I bought a cotton candy with two Italian girls and an Italian boy and sat in a coffee shop to rest. During the period, both sides asked all kinds of questions that troubled their hearts.

Italian friends seem to be troubled by many things in China, such as: Why do people in China eat dog meat? The relationship between China and Taiwan Province Province? The relationship between China and Japan? Why are people in China so thin?

These questions are really difficult to answer. Italian friends who eat rabbit meat and venison think that eating dog meat is a super incomprehensible thing. According to Italian friends, it is illegal to eat dog meat in Italy. Although I know that the status of domestic pets is getting higher and higher now, it is the first time that I heard that eating dog meat is illegal, although I don't support eating dog meat. The relationship between China and Taiwan Province Province and Japan is also quite difficult to explain. Why are people in China so thin? I really want to laugh. Am I thin in their eyes? Or Europeans are fuller. But it's true that almost all the girls in China have the same goal, except the one in buy buy, which is as thin as lightning. But I explained at that time that it might be because people in China pay great attention to health preservation, and we eat a lot of vegetables.

Later, they asked one more thing. They heard that many gangsters in China opened restaurants in Italy to launder money. These organizations are called Sihehui, and they ask me if it's true ... I:

I said: I've only heard the word quadrangle in movies and TV series, and it's the first time I've heard of opening a restaurant in Italy. I'm not sure, but I deeply doubt it. Finally, I said: many rumors may just be groundless, or some small phenomena are constantly amplified by people with ulterior motives …

The Italian boys present are not my classmates, but my classmates' friends. He often laughs and knows him well. His height is about 160. Later, I also asked them questions about Italian boys. I heard that Italian boys are very tall and handsome, but according to several Italian boys I know recently, they don't seem to be tall. These two Italian girls agree very much. They exposed this phenomenon to me: Yes, Italian boys are not tall, about 170.

Later, we talked about various topics, such as prices in China and China, French food, aesthetic differences between China and Italy, and so on. Because one of the girls studied economics, she asked me a series of questions about domestic mobile payment. At this time, I proudly talked about various situations in China, such as online shopping, mobile payment, group buying and so on. It sounds incredible to them, so my Italian classmates frankly said that China is very advanced now, and Italy is too backward ... I really want to laugh, but I keep a serious expression on the surface, so I quickly explain: No.

The whole chat was very pleasant, and then we ordered Italian food, so I had a chance to watch Italians cook tiramisu, spaghetti and another kind of soup rice. It seems that Italians are very patriotic. When choosing coffee, they will choose espresso first. Going out to eat in restaurants also tends to choose Italian restaurants; When buying ingredients, be sure to buy Italian products. I don't know why, their own tiramisu is completely different from what they eat at home. I don't know which is true and which is highly imitated.

That night, I made shredded pork with green pepper, cucumber salad, coke chicken wings and peach gum syrup. They all think it's novel to cook chicken wings with coke, and they like it very much. They also like shredded pork with green peppers and cucumber salad, but they are too spicy. One of them has a stomachache after eating ... but for peach gum syrup, they feel super strange, as if it is similar to something disgusting in Italy.

Dinner is actually another story. After the first day's trip to the castle, a large group of us went to a restaurant nearby for dinner. Since most of them are Italian friends, they prefer to choose Italian restaurants, and we are all fine. In the suburbs of Paris, it was a little cold at night, so I wore a dress. My friends kept asking me if I was cold and said they would lend me my scarf, but I refused because they looked afraid of the cold.

We went to an Italian restaurant, different from Chinese, and ordered all kinds of dishes to share. Each of us ordered a big pizza. Yes, everyone ate one. Of course I can't finish it. I have two pieces left. Later, they helped me liquidate. After eating, everyone ordered dessert, but I still didn't finish it. I shared some funny videos and interesting things about my dog at dinner. Everyone laughed happily.

Later, the Italian boy in my class told me that he had never laughed so happily at dinner. Thank you for telling them about my dog. I was the most interesting person from China he had ever seen, so I asked, How many people from China do you know?

Maybe he thinks I'm interesting. After dinner, when he was about to leave the restaurant and walk back to the hotel for a long night, he just took off his down jacket and forced it on me. He insisted on giving it to me whether I said it was cold or not. In fact, I think he is afraid of the cold, but I have no choice but to put on a coat for him. At this time, I really think this Italian boy is really a gentleman! ! ! On the way, perhaps because my heart was warm, I began to feel hot and sweaty. I proved that I was hot or not with my hot hands, and then I returned my coat to the Italian boy because he looked really cold. I find that Italians are really warm and polite, and they will pay special attention to your feelings.

There is another thing that impressed me particularly. Because the two-day tour did not include meals, I ate all kinds of bread and snacks on the first day, and there was no place to buy food for us the next night. After the breakfast buffet, the Italian girls and others who lived together naturally wrapped the chocolate packets and croissants one by one with paper towels and took away the yogurt or apple puree. This kind of thing is rare among young people in China, and it is usually operated by aunts.

I was really embarrassed to see everyone do this, but because I had nothing to eat, I brought three bags and a box of apple puree unnaturally. Later, I said it was my first time to have breakfast. The Italian girl said, Is it because you had breakfast with Italians? Italians often do this ... At that time, I thought I didn't expect Italians to have such a hidden side, but it seems that Italians and China people are actually the same! The whole world is a big family.

It's nice to get to know your neighbors. I think more and more, in fact, people all over the world are similar, and maybe Italians are more enthusiastic. Nice to meet this group of Italian friends, although Italian boys are a little unexpected ~