Netizens are vampires? !

It was almost noon when Atlas arrived at Forks. He looked around confusedly, but he couldn't find his handsome netizen anyway, so he could only drag his suitcase to hide Go under the tree on the side of the road to avoid being drenched in water—although the rain is not heavy, he doesn't know how far it is from his netizen's house!

"Or is he busy with a date? I have to understand the restlessness of adolescent boys." Art put the hood on his head and huddled under the tree.

Apparently, he had underestimated the coolness of the weather in a small town with perennial rain, which made him feel a little cold.

There were two birds chirping in the tree, but when Atlas heard it, it became:

[Oh dear, another outcast fool has come down to our yard.Hate it! 】

You have been abandoned!Lao Tzu is just waiting for someone.

Art rolled his eyes, ignoring these gossip and snarky birds.

Since he was a child, he has been used to forbearing these guys.I believe anyone can understand it. If you can understand bird language from an early age, you will understand how important it is to be patient if you don’t want to be dragged into bird shit wherever you go.

[Oh dear, don't shake your soft and shiny feathers, be careful that these wretched guys peep at your beautiful body. 】

If the bird was a human, Art could guarantee that he or she must be a bel canto singer, just by its trembling aria.

[I hate it!So straightforward! 】The bird shyly made the sound of fluttering wings.

【Oh dear, you know that straightforwardness is my strength, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to snatch you from that nasty rascal back then. 】The bel canto singer continued to chant, and kept jumping around.

croak-cha-cha-

Atlas touched the goosebumps on his arms, and finally couldn't hold back and raised his head.I saw two black crows kissing each other, pecking each other, and combing each other's feathers.Of course, it may also be because they have never encountered humans who can understand them.

Atlas secretly wiped his sweat.

The fatter one stopped wiping its mate's face, grunted and turned its head wondering: [Honey, do you think this handsome little guy is eavesdropping on us? 】

Aria tilted her head, looked at Yate for a moment with her small black eyes, then turned her head to flap her wings, and her voice croaked sharply: [You said he is a handsome guy?Dear, you actually said he is a handsome guy?Except for the few tufts of hair on his head that are as beautiful and dark as my feathers, how handsome is this fake leather guy? 】

Atlas put on the hood tighter in an instant, for fear that the next thing would be a bubble of bird droppings—although he didn't quite understand the bird language, he still couldn't help feeling that foreign birds were not only more unrestrained than Chinese birds, Even more violent than China!

fake leather...

Why is it that I don't grow hair naturally?

Atlas silently took out the electronic dictionary and secretly entered a few words that he didn't understand just now, trying to find out how he was scolded in ignorance.

Don’t be surprised, in fact, birds are the same as people, and their languages ​​are regional. For example, Chinese birds all speak Mandarin, American birds all speak English, and Hong Kong birds like to jump out and speak English in bulk. Even before, when Mandarin was not popular , These birds also speak in tongues!

For example, when Art was just in kindergarten, he met a foreign bird shaking its feathers and chirping at him.Unfortunately, the other party's accent was too strong, so Little Yate could only try to speak clearly like his sister on the radio: "We all speak Mandarin."

As a result, the other party rushed over with contempt, and snatched Yate's breakfast—the last bite of bread.

This kind of bird that can't even speak the local dialect is usually a tramp, rude and violent, rampant, a complete hooligan, not to mention grabbing bread, and pecking at Art's finger.Little Yate burst into tears, tears falling in strings.

Most of the local birds know him, and if they don’t know him, they will know such a person who can talk to birds from other birds, and then come to watch-birds only eat and play, and then lay eggs. They have no other pursuits, so usually All extremely gossip.

Several sparrows resolutely jumped down from the wire, and stood on each of Art's left and right shoulders, flapping their wings and kicking their tiny legs full of righteous indignation:

[What are you doing!Pure man, don't shed tears! 】

[Still crying?really cry?Forget it, let's go!Brothers!People who dare to bully me!Take revenge! 】

[Revenge revenge! 】

[Grab the land, grab the land! 】

【Down with the invaders! 】

[Resist foreign humiliation! 】

A few sparrows quickly escalated the murder caused by a piece of bread to a class level, and they rushed after each other, calling for friends and friends, and soon turned into a large group chasing one.Finally, the big fat sparrow at the beginning came back triumphantly with a small piece of dirty bread crumbs in its mouth, and threw it to the sluggish Art, with its head held high and its chest shaking its feathers, puffing itself up two big: [ take it!take it now!In the future, anyone who doesn't have eyes should remember to report my name! 】

For this reason, Art paid a semester's breakfast to repay this righteous brother.

So, right now, Art, who has just graduated from high school, really can't understand what these two visibly excited crows are saying based on his barely-standard English.Therefore, the electronic dictionary, which has played a huge role along the way, came in handy.

Speaking of which, relying on this, he has already learned a few words of local slang from several birds along the way.

It's a pity that others can't understand bird language, otherwise they will definitely understand how much human behavior affects birds, and then understand the importance of civilization.For example, the swallow that rushed over against the rain just now screamed shrillly: [The eyes are going to rot, they are going to rot!Why do human beings like to roll the sheets in broad daylight! 】

Yate bowed his head silently, expressing sympathy for the high-quality and moral swallows who could not return home, and decided not to let others know that he could understand bird language.

pat-

There was a familiar touch on the top of his head, and one or two wells popped out of Art's forehead in a tangled manner. When he looked up, the crow was retracting its pouted butt.

The two who had beaten Mao Fei just now were very affectionate again.

【Honey, don't be angry, you see, I don't like him at all. 】

[Yes, yes, dear, it's all my fault.I shouldn't be so mean to you. 】

Atmer: Why is it always me who gets hurt.

beep beep beep beep

A police car stopped in front of Yate, the window was opened, a middle-aged man with brown eyes, brown curly hair, and wearing a police uniform poked his head out, looked at Yate twice, and asked: "Young man, where did you come from? Need help?"

Art was already dragging the box happily to the side of the police car, avoiding the two irritable crows: "Thank you! Thank you so much, Mr. Police! I came to find my friend, but it seems that he hasn't come to pick me up yet. .”

The perennial education of "finding the police if you are in trouble" made Art throw his luggage into the trunk of the police car without hesitation, then opened the door and sat in.The heater in the car rushed towards him, making Art tremble and shiver.

"Hello, you can call me Atlas."

The brown-haired policeman glanced at Art's blue lips from the cold, and handed over a dry towel: "Charlie, I mean, my name is Charlie Swan, and I'm the sheriff here."

"Thank you, Officer Swan. If it wasn't for you, I would probably have been here in the rain." Art thankfully wiped his hair, and had a good impression of this police officer with a cold and serious expression—some people just have a natural instinct It's just that he is not good at expressing, he has seen this kind of... uh, bird.

Charlie Swan started the police car: "What's your friend's name? Maybe I know where he lives. You know, Fox Town is that big."

"Yes." Art laughed, showing a pair of pointed canine teeth, "His name is Edward, Edward Cullen."

Charlie turned his head in surprise and glanced over: "Oh, it's Dr. Karen's family, they live a little far away from here."

Seeing Art looking at him with round black eyes, Charlie stared awkwardly at the receding road in front of him: "Hey, I just... rarely see friends from Dr. Cullen's family, oh, I am Said, their family doesn't like to socialize with people, both adults and children. I don't know what kind of friend you are from his family?"

"Don't you like socializing with people?" Art returned the wet handkerchief to Charlie, and scratched his messy black hair in distress. "Netizen, I'm just Edward's netizen."

"Sure enough, it's too impulsive to come here suddenly to find a netizen, right?"

Charlie Swan smiled unaccustomed to it, trying to comfort the obviously distressed oriental boy, but the emotional change of the oriental boy obviously exceeded his estimation, and he quickly cheered up, clenched his fists and looked energetic He said: "However, Edward and I have been dating for more than two years! More than two years, we are not ordinary friends, right?"

He looked at Charlie with a pair of beautiful black eyes, obviously wanting to get some support from others to strengthen his belief, but Charlie immediately coughed loudly without shame: "Cough...cough cough cough... hand over... ... dating?"

"Eh? Shouldn't you use this word? Then that...communicate? Make...forget it, let's make friends." Art threw away the electronic dictionary and slumped his shoulders in frustration, "I'm sorry, my English is not very good .”

"Oh." Charlie breathed a sigh of relief, "No, it's normal, you're not American, are you?"

"Yes, I'm Chinese. Oh, no, to be precise, I'm of mixed race, Chinese-Italian. However, I grew up with my mother in China, and I'm actually almost Chinese."

The author has something to say: By the way, Dr. Dolittle is so cool, I didn't want to give Art this ability at first, but I couldn't help it...

By the way, who knows how to easily type this symbol ""

I originally wanted to use this symbol to represent birdsong, but it is too troublesome to type, hide your face...