At this moment, in a sanatorium in Beijing, an old lady, who was lying on the bed while watching TV, also opened her mouth in surprise. "The Guo Miao you're talking about, is she the girl on TV?"
The plane landed at Fog City's airport, and there were many people waiting outside to pick the passengers up.
Guo Miao immediately saw a group of students holding up a sign with a few big words on it: "Welcome to the Chinese team."
The girl in the lead was wearing a red checkered dress. Her hair was curled up on her shoulders, and her eyes were shining with craftiness.
Guo Miao walked over, looked at the sign, and smiled at the group of students.
A blond boy behind the leading girl said to them, "Are you from the Chinese team?"
Guo Miao nodded.
The boy stretched out his hand and said in awkward Chinese, "Then, you must be Guo Miao, right? I'm Austin. Hello."
