Ling Han also squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fang Lu shook his head: "I don't know," he smiled wryly, "He doesn't understand what I say, and I don't know what he says."

For the first time, he felt the powerlessness of not being able to speak English.

Ling Han patted Fang Lu's shoulder comfortingly, signaling for him to communicate.

Ling Han's English reading and writing skills are very strong. As a male engineering student, he scored nearly 660 points in the CET-[-] test, and his listening and speaking skills are even stronger.He patiently communicated with the other party in fluent English, and the little black boy answered Ling Han while crying.

After a quarter of an hour, the communication between Ling Han and the little boy finally came to an end.

Fang Lu couldn't wait: "What's going on?"

Ling Han said succinctly that the little boy was an orphan and grew up in a nearby orphanage, but the students around him laughed at him as a wild child without parents.A six-year-old child is not big, but small... In fact, he also knows what self-esteem is. In addition, he has low self-esteem since he was a child, so he ran out of the kindergarten crying.

Fang Lu seemed to be immersed in some long-term memory, and his face became unpredictable. In Ling Han's impression, Fang Lu was always bright, the kind that could illuminate the world.

And as it is now...

Ling Han had never seen it before, he didn't know why, and wanted to ask, but found that he didn't know where to start.

After a long time, Fang Lu asked, "Brother Han, I..."

Ling Han said: "Let's send him back together." He used declarative sentences, not questions.

In fact, what Fang Lu wanted to say just now was the same, but he was too embarrassed to say it. After all, Ling Han came here for work.He originally wanted to send the child back by himself, but he couldn't speak the language, so maybe he got lost before sending the child back.

Sometimes, people really can't be brave. It's like saving yourself first and ensuring your own safety. Otherwise, you will be holding back.

The children of poor families take charge of the family early, this sentence is still applicable even across the Pacific Ocean.Although the little boy is only six years old, he still remembers the way back. Rather than saying that Ling Han and Fang Lu escorted him, it would be better to say that he was leading them.

When they were less than ten meters away from the orphanage, the little boy said "Thank you", which Fang Lu could understand, and he replied "my pleasure".Ling Han squatted down and stuffed the money into the pocket of the child's jacket.

Fang Lu blurted out: "Brother Han..."

Ling Han smiled at Fang Lu, but didn't speak.

Fang Lu actually wanted to give the child some money, but his money was temporarily kept by the program team according to the rules when he promised Ling Han to join the program team. money back.The little brother told him that this place is quite far from the main force of the program group.

On the way back, Fang Lu asked, "Brother Han, did you hear what I said to the camera brother?"

Ling Han glanced at Fang Lu and didn't say anything, but he obviously acquiesced.

Fang Lu: "Brother Han, how much did you give the child just now?"

Ling Han: "Twenty dollars."

Fang Lu: "By the way, how much bonus did you get from the staff just now?"

Ling Han: "Twenty."

Fang Lu was a little embarrassed and regretful, an hour ago he bought Belgian French fries with Ling Han's last bit of money, and an hour later, because of his overflowing sympathy, he put all the bonus into it.

He let out a deep breath: "Now, I don't even have the capital for the next game."

Although it might be a bit inappropriate to describe it, Fang Lu still wanted to say: Why the hell do I always feel that I am a blue-faced disaster?

As for Ling Han, he is probably a faint king...

Ling Han was silent for a while, and then said: "Do you know how much money is in each group of our photos, the one with the highest reposting factor?"

Fang Lu shook his head sincerely, he really didn't know, because Ling Han wasn't number one in the dumplings.

Ling Han asked himself and answered: "It's twenty."

Fang Lu had a question mark on his face: "So?"

Ling Han: "So, I won first place last time."

If this was in the past, Fang Lu would definitely laugh now, and then sincerely say "Brother Han, you are awesome" [-] times. After all, Ling Han is a newcomer, and the number of fans is not even a fraction of other traffic niches. In fact, it is really great to be able to have a higher repost factor than them in this case.

But now... this is nothing to be happy about, Fang Lu thought to himself, because no matter how much money there is, there is not even half a hair left at this moment, but he could hear the smugness in Ling Han's tone just now, Then he said half-deadly: "Congratulations!"

It's perfunctory and insincere.

But Ling Han was obviously not shocked by Fang Lu's tone and expression, he made a rare joke: "So, I have retreated bravely, anyway, compared with other people, my probability of winning in the end... It was originally a small probability event.”

Fang Lu silently mourned for half a street. Suddenly, he patted Ling Han on the shoulder, his eyes shining with hope: "Brother Han, I suddenly thought of something, maybe it can be saved!"

Ling Han caught a glimpse of a street performer at the corner doing performance art, his eyelids twitched, and his heart thumped: Although we have been together for a long time, I admit that our relationship may be closer than before, but if you Let me be a street performer, I refuse with my strength!

No matter what time it is, you must maintain a high-cold personality and not collapse.

When he was carried into a supermarket by Fang Lu, Ling Han was still in a daze. He said concisely: "We have no money, Americans can hold|guns."

Fang Lu thought quietly for a while before translating Ling Han's words: I have no money, so I can't buy things, I can only rob them, but the result is that I was shot and collapsed.

He was angry and funny: "Student Ling Han, why didn't I realize that you can tell cold jokes before!"

Ling Han blinked expressionlessly, and said in his heart that I was not joking, this is a very serious matter, human life is at stake, and I never joke about human life.

Fang Lu squinted at Ling Han, and gave Ling Han a "follow me" look.

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