Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

It is not yet the era of convenient communication between foreign and domestic countries, and English has only emerged in the past few years, and many people do not understand this.

And the conductor in front of him couldn't understand it either. After seeing the teacher's card that the man in the suit took out together, the original suspicion in his heart began to be dispelled.

He turned his head to look at Song Ye, who took the initiative to join in, and asked aloud, "Young man, are you sure you can't drink this thing? Where did the evidence come from?"

"I know English, and it's written on the back of the bottle." Song Ye also pointed to the bottle.

Immediately, the man in the suit denied it: "Impossible, you couldn't see the back of the bottle at all, you were lying."

"Yeah, you only looked at it once, how could you possibly see the back." The man with glasses in the upper bunk also jumped out to testify.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he was with the man in the suit, so naturally he had to be on his side.

The denials of the two in tandem made everyone frown, and they also felt that it was unlikely that Song Ye, a half-old child, would understand foreign languages.

"Okay, let's check the injury, and I'll pay for it." Song Ye shrugged and dropped such a sentence in a calm manner, indicating that she would take care of this matter to the end.

The man in the suit was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Whenever he met Song Ye, his punches were like hitting cotton, which really made him feel powerless.

And now, he really didn't dare to go for a checkup.

When he was thinking hard and found no results, he remembered his identity as a sloppy thief, so he glanced at him and said meaningfully: "If you want to go, no one may want to go, you think everyone is like you, and I'm here to accompany you when you have nothing to do. You are at home."

This was so ironic that even the conductor was a little unhappy.

"Cough cough..." At this time, a dull cough sounded from outside the crowd, and then an old hoarse voice came in, "I understand English, show me."

When the crowd separated, Song Ye saw the old man walk in slightly hunched over. He was only about sixty years old, but he looked old, with drooping eye bags, but he was quite majestic when he stood in front of the people.

When the conductor saw the old man, his eyes lit up immediately, "Professor Wu, you are old, but it's great, there is one thing I need your help with. Look at what this bottle is?"

While speaking, the bottle has been delivered to the old man.

He took a closer look and immediately said, "Which uneducated person drank this mouthwash?"

Mouthwash. This is the second time I've heard the term. Although everyone doesn't quite understand what it means, they clearly sense something is wrong.

"Professor, you said this can't be drunk?" the conductor asked cautiously.

"Nonsense." Professor Wu rolled his eyes at him, "This thing is used by foreigners to gargle and relieve pain in the mouth. Drinking it is sure to cause problems." While speaking, Professor Wu had already swept the man in the suit with a pale face. The two stood very close, and without thinking, he stabbed each other in the stomach.

"Well……"

puff……

As the man in the suit groaned in pain as he covered his stomach, a fart sounded clearly in his ears, and when everyone heard the stench, they covered their noses and turned their heads in disgust.

Professor Wu threw the bottle back on the table and gestured, "Well, after drinking it, it will become like this, vomiting and diarrhea."

At this time, the man in the suit couldn't bear it any longer. He covered his butt with one hand and his mouth with the other, squeezed the crowd and rushed to the toilet.

Everyone couldn't help laughing when they saw him squeezing and pinching his ass.

Then, the truth finally came out. The sloppy man who was touched in the middle of the night got his innocence, but it was still difficult to avoid the ending of evading fares and getting off the bus.

When everyone saw that there was no fun to watch, they all fell asleep and went back to their seats to sleep.

"Sir, if you don't make up the ticket, follow me to the waiting room first." The conductor apologized, but still went about his business.

The sloppy man lowered his head helplessly, and when he turned around and was about to follow, Song Ye, who was behind him, opened his mouth again.

"I'll help him make up for the ticket."

This time, let alone the conductor, even the sloppy man finds it incredible. The two who met by chance, how about such a double-edged sword?

But when he saw Song Ye take out his wallet from his pocket, the sloppy man was stunned for a moment, and then he cursed in his heart, "Fuck.

"Sit down to the capital." The two ten dollars were generously handed out, and the conductor laughed and praised the young man for his kindness.

But the sloppy man couldn't smile, his eyes still fixed on the wallet in Song Ye's hand.

That was the wallet that disappeared from his pocket for no reason during the body search just now.

At this time, holding the brand new train ticket in his hand, the sloppy man had mixed feelings in his heart, especially Song Yelai's sentence before leaving, "See you tomorrow, buddy."

Oh, what the hell, see you tomorrow.

Both the protagonists of the car had left, and the man in glasses and the woman in the lower bunk sat there, not daring to say a word.

"Is something wrong?" Song Ye looked up at the old man in front of him and asked calmly.

As soon as the old guy stabbed the man in the suit just now, she saw the clue. The position was right between the stomach and the abdomen. It was not powerful, but it was like a button, and it suddenly caused the man in the suit to attack, which was really extraordinary.

Professor Wu didn't have so much attention. Instead, he changed his serious look just now, and laughed, "Enough to be righteous, boy."

Song Ye was a little confused by his smile, and did not move for a while.

The old man sat down directly on her bed, not polite at all, "What's your name, do you really understand the English on the bottle or have you seen it before?"

"Song Ye." Anyway, Song Ye came out to relieve the siege just now, but Song Ye didn't chase anyone. He folded his hands behind his head and leaned against the wall to explain, "It's not difficult to write English on the bottle."

"Oh? I can't tell that I'm young, but I have a lot of knowledge." The old man raised his smile and seemed to appreciate the cold boy in front of him.

Without the coercion just now, the woman on the opposite bed finally dared to speak, but she exaggerated Song Ye, "Oh, you don't know, Song Ye is the No. 1 student in the high school entrance examination in Los Angeles this year, and has been in the newspaper. This child has a good heart, is eager to help others, and will definitely have a bright future in the future."

When Professor Wu heard this, he was surprised, turned his head and stared at her and said, "There are really two brushes. My name is Wu Yi, I'm a university professor, and I teach English. You can read the English of the bottle. , to prove that the vocabulary is very solid, come and come, take a closer look and see if you can understand the instructions?"

Looking at the bottle in front of him, Song Ye lifted his eyelids and glanced at the smiling old man out of the corner of his eye before raising his hand to take the bottle.

At the moment when his hand was about to hold the bottle, Wu Yi suddenly came forward and quickly grabbed Song Ye's shoulder, the other hand grabbed her wrist, and stroked her arm from top to bottom. once again.