At the entrance, Ning Shao was standing there, with a foreigner beside him. The laugh just now came from this foreigner.
Little Bean's face instantly scrunched up like a bitter gourd:
"Young Master Ning, Mr. Harry."
Well, I didn't expect that Mr. Ning and Mr. Harry would witness such an embarrassing scene. It's truly shameful to the point of being disgraced internationally.
"Haha, little bean, I told you to learn more English in your spare time but you wouldn't. Now, you've been outdone by the other kids, haven't you?"
Little Bean's heart has been hit with at least three blows since just now, and now, he's completely given up:
"Hmph, I won't learn!"
Actually, Xiaodouzi had thought about learning it in private and even secretly looked for books to read, but he just couldn't learn it. Of the twenty-six letters of the English alphabet, he only knew abcd. As for the rest, probably only they knew Xiaodouzi.
Harry squeezed past Ning Luo and came in, patting Xiaodouzi on the shoulder like two buddies:
“You can learn. You pay me the tuition and I'll teach you. Don’t worry, it won’t be expensive. I’ll give you a 50% discount because of Ning Luo.”
Little Bean shook his head firmly:
No, I refuse.
Then he added:
"Hmph, I'd rather learn from you than learn from me."
Wait until you've mastered the Imperial language before talking about followers; otherwise, you'll be misleading people.
People who can't even read a single character correctly dare to dream of becoming believers. Do they even know that the language of our great empire is profound and complex, and that a single character can have many different meanings?
Xiaodouzi was annoyed and went straight downstairs.
Suddenly, only the little dumpling, Ning Luo, and the foreigner remained in the entire game room.
Harry was very enthusiastic about the little dumpling:
"Hey baby, do you speak English?"
"Whoareyou? WhyshouldItellyou?"
Now there's no need to ask anymore.
Harry was thoroughly rebuked by the little man, but surprisingly, he wasn't angry. Instead, he squatted down and continued to tease the little man.
"If I tell you who I am, will you tell me too?"
The little man nodded: "Okay."
Harry immediately smiled, revealing a set of bright white teeth:
"My name is Harry, I'm a doctor, and I'm good friends with Ningluo. What about you?"
The little dumpling was true to its word. Harry had already introduced himself, and now it turned around, looking at Harry with a slightly more serious expression, and began to introduce itself:
"My name is Tuanzi, my full name is Ye Shiyun, and I am the neighbor next door."
The little man thought for a long time before coming up with the final introduction of his identity.
"Wow, you're from next door? I've never seen you before!"
"This is my first time here, and I don't live here," the little man said, rolling his eyes at Harry a few times.
Ning Luo frowned as she watched the two, one big and one small, introduce themselves to each other, occasionally mixing English with Imperial languages. Finally, she spoke up to interrupt:
Did you turn on that game console?
The person asking the question was, of course, a certain little guy.
"Mmm." Tuanzi didn't deny it, and even asked curiously:
"Uncle, is this a game?"
What else?
Is it just placed here as a decoration?
The little guy had never played this kind of all-in-one game machine before; it was actually the earliest arcade machine.
At that time, these things were very rare in China, and only a few wealthy and powerful families had the opportunity to see them. Ning Luo happened to be one of those wealthy and powerful people.
Harry could, of course, see the excitement and eagerness on the little boy's face, and he looked at the little boy with a smile:
"Shiyun baby, do you want to play?"
Of course I want to!
Do we even need to ask that?
The little guy glanced at Harry, who seemed to be asking pointless questions, with the same look as his father—utterly disdainful.
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