The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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Sid Digger took one look and then looked away.

"I guess you must have been on it from the first place," Sid Digger said, and she turned her head to the horse and said, "Yeah, Tiny."

Tiny rubbed the horse's hooves against the turf on the ground.

"What else should I do?" She shoved the reins into Siddig's hand.

"Why don't you get acquainted first and cultivate your relationship?"

"Should I kiss it?" Cynthia said seriously.

Sid Digger also answered very seriously, "I think no matter how clean Tinny is, he will have some parasites on him."

Cynthia took a few steps back.

"You can pet it," Sid Digger ran a hand down Sundine's back, "like this."

"You said it had parasites on it."

Siddig said: "They don't parasitize humans."

"Can you guarantee that?"

Sid Digger thought for a while and said, "No."

"Great." Cynthia applauded, and she finally touched Tiny's hair with her hand, but the other party's only response was a frightened hiss.

"You see, I'm not as gifted at taming as you are," Cynthia grumbled.

Sid Digger grabbed her wrist.

Cynthia let her touch from between her fingers to the base of her fingers. She didn't think that she and Siddig had gotten to know each other to this extent, but the other party's eyes seemed to be examining whether a measured item was good or not, without any ambiguity or obscenity. emotions are included.

"You have a ring on, take it off if you don't mind." She withdrew her hand.

"why?"

Sid Digger showed her the horsehair from the ring. "Tini may think you are unfriendly."

"It's not friendly to me either." Cynthia said.

"Do you have to compete with a horse?" Siddig asked strangely.

Cynthia was speechless, and casually took off the ring and handed it to Siddig.

Cynthia didn't seem to realize what it meant to give the ring at all, and Siddiger also didn't think it was a very ambiguous act, because in her eyes, the other party was just a little girl.

She stroked Tiny's fur again, but this time Tiny didn't respond.

"Looks like I succeeded." Cynthia laughed.

Sid Digg adjusted his glasses, but said nothing.

Cynthia is used to this woman's indifference.

She quickly mounted the beauty's back, "Thank you, Sid Digger." Cynthia stretched out her arms and gave the air a big hug.

Sid Digger was waiting for her to come back, but she waited until dark.

The other party is still missing.

Her ring is still in Siddig.

It took Siddiger an hour to convince the manager of the racecourse that she had no ill intentions towards Cynthia, but simply wanted to return the ring.

"Actually, you can put the ring here," the manager said humanely, "that lady will always come to pick it up."

Sid Digger said, "I want to give it to her myself."

"Do you want to ask her out?" the manager asked while checking Cynthia's personal information.

Sid Digger frowned slightly, "No, contract spirit."

The manager shrugged, "I receive hundreds of people a year like you said."

He wrote Cynthia's phone number on a note and handed it to Siddiger, saying: "This lady is not a resident of this country, and she has not left a fixed address."

Sid Digger nodded and said, "I see, thank you." She took the note.

But this is nothing unusual, Tarson receives hundreds of millions of tourists a year, countless like Cynthia.

Siddiger likes the sea here, and the sea in Tarsen is more beautiful and transparent than the unpolluted sky. She will be here for one month of the year.

But after she was selected, she never came again because she didn't have time.

Cynthia T, this is the name she recorded when she registered, and her contact information is written on the back.

She dialed the other party's phone.

"Hello?" Cynthia's voice was sleepy, soft and sweet.

"Hi, I'm Trish."

"Tracey?" The other party woke up suddenly, "I'm sorry. I was called by my father. He wants to check my homework. I'm reviewing..."

"So you're studying and sleeping?"

Cynthia was about to cry, "No, I just..."

"Fell asleep while reading?"

Cynthia said aggrievedly, "Yes."

"What book are you reading?"

"The final edition of the Hydrien Empire History Book." Cynthia said, "He said he wants me to answer the questions tomorrow morning."

Sid Digger has no sympathy for the girl who is about to memorize a 3000-plus page tedious history book, as she, too, has said, "Where are you? Could you please come and get the ring if it's convenient?"

Cynthia pouted, "It's not convenient."

"Need me to take it to you?"

"I don't think this is very good." Cynthia whispered, "By the way, you were so clear about contemporary politics when we first met. Are you an imperial official who is here to participate in the Meteorological Agreement meeting?"

"No." Siddig said calmly, "I'm just a teaching assistant."

"What subject?"

"history."

Cynthia jumped up from the bed and said, "Then can I invite you to be my tutor, as long as one...well," she calculated the time, "one night."

Sid Digger paused, "Huh?"

"Eight hours tomorrow. Pay as you please."

"The salary is up to me?" Siddig felt a little funny, and joked: "What if I want the alliance's military factory?"

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect the other party to answer awkwardly: "Is it so expensive?" She can't decide on this.

"Um?"

"Well, would you like another one?"

Sid Digger said sternly, "To be honest, I don't know how much the tutor's hourly salary is, but we're friends, right?" She also checked.

Cynthia nodded and said, "Yeah!"

"I would like to go. Where are you?"

"It's my first vacation here," Cynthia said, "I don't know where it is, please wait for me, I'll ask the front desk of the hotel, okay?"

"good."

"Then I'll call you later."

Cynthia hung up the phone, put the reader, pen and notebook into the trolley case, stuffed some clothes into it, and the toiletries.

She dragged the box out.

"Miss Ernos." The secretary stopped her, "where are you going?"

Cynthia said: "Please tell father, I don't know where I am going, but I will definitely be back before tomorrow morning."

"No, Your Excellency Tang won't let you live outside."

Cynthia said: "I'm done, father can..."

"What can I do?"

The secretary said: "Your Excellency."

Tang nodded and said, "I'll handle it."

"I what?"

"You can get married to consume worries you have nowhere to use."

"Worry?"

Cynthia blinked.

Tang smiled and said, "My little princess has finished reading the yearbook?"

Cynthia said: "I found a very good teacher, she will teach me."

Tang Dao: "I hope I'm not a liar."