York put me on the ground, and I could only sit quietly, and there was such a novelty in the crowd that they forgot about me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shiratori in the crowd is teaching York to speak Chinese. He started with the basics. He taught York, "I, you", "he", and so on, such simple and practical words. I know that Shiratori's intention is to make York just like us, although Shiratori is very afraid of death, but he is also the most "homely" person among us, he always wants everyone to be as warm as a family, in his imaginary world, the world is always beautiful. Like every Chinese, he has a dream of peace in his heart and a fantasy paradise, which is why he hates Little Japan so much.

York struggled to learn Chinese, not only was his pronunciation inaccurate, but sometimes he couldn't pronounce it at all, and because he didn't speak for a long time, I thought that his speaking function had disappeared, and most of the time he could only make screaming sounds and a few simple words that he had learned over the years. If he thought he would have communicated with us in a short time, it would have been impossible.

Old Hei couldn't stand it anymore, he felt that York couldn't learn Chinese because York was black and didn't have that talent, so he decided to teach York Filipino. Shiratori didn't agree with this statement, so he fought with Lao Hei.

The two were bored arguing about whether it was better to learn Chinese or Filipino.

I'm watching them talk to Yorke, I'm not so much watching them have fun with Yorke.

"What's wrong with you, man" Only the Germans noticed that I couldn't move while sitting on the ground. I told you that the German was a careful man, and he could already see that I had no strength in my legs.

"By the way, where did you go after we got separated that day?" I asked him.

"Fell back in here, how about you?" He kept his eyes on my legs.

"I fell into another valley, but luckily he saved me from York," I said.

The German guy squatted down, and he pointed to my motionless leg and said, "What's wrong with the leg?"

"I don't know if I fell, whether it was broken or dislocated?" I say.

"Let me see"

I rolled up my trouser legs, and to be honest, it was the first time I've looked at my legs since I fell down the valley.

There is nothing abnormal in the legs, only the knees are a little red and swollen.

The German touched my leg and said, "It's just a dislocation, it's okay, I'll help you get back later." Deguo said and pressed his hand on the nerve in my leg.

"It's a bit of a pain, man." I say.

Not far away, Shiratori and Old Black debated for a long time without coming to a conclusion about what language to teach. None of them meant to compromise. York saw me screaming like a pig not far away, and he thought the Germans were plotting something against me.

My cry also put an end to the argument between Shiratori and Old Black, and they finally noticed me.

"What's wrong with you, man," the old black man stared blankly at the German. The German guy patted my leg with his hand and said.

"Are you sentient?" He wanted to make sure my calf didn't have a dead spot.

"How can a hero be unconscious if he is a living person?" Shiratori's eyes lit up, and when he saw me glaring at him, he immediately closed his crow's mouth.

"Yes," I said simply.

"You hold back, it's going to hurt later" I feel that the Germans are not like soldiers, but more like an old doctor, who always likes to ask this and that.

"What do you grind, the hero will be afraid of this pain, as long as you don't kill him, you can do anything," Shiratori said with a smile.

"I always think you're gloating," I said.

"Brother, what are you talking about, you are always a hero, this pain is really nothing to be afraid of, right" He complimented me like a villain, I couldn't get used to seeing such an expression, so I turned my attention to the Germans.

The German broke off two large branches, and the good fellow had enough strength. It didn't take much effort to break off a branch the size of a small coconut arm.

"Hey Germans, are you going to crucify and crucify your heroes?" said Shiratori.

"Close your crow's mouth" Lao Hei knocked on the white bird's head again, I have forgotten, how long has it been since Lao Hei knocked on the white bird's head, I used to think that Lao Hei had been with us for a long time and had forgotten his customs in the Philippines.

"What do you say" Shiratori looked at Lao Hei, he had already thoroughly understood the meaning of knocking on the head at this time, not to mean cute. But he didn't seem to want to expose the lie.

"You all don't quarrel, okay?" I said in a pleading tone. All of a sudden, the atmosphere became wrong, and only York, who was standing next to him, did not feel it. He was still giggling.

It was the first time he had seen so many animals that looked like him, so he was always excited.

The German guy tugged at my leg and said meaningfully. "Recognize the Point"

He pulled hard, and I felt like I was about to die of pain, and I couldn't help crying out any longer, and York thought that Germany was doing something to me, and he couldn't understand all this, but he could read my painful expression.

He pushed the Germans down from behind.

"What are you doing?"

"York" I called out to him a few times, he looked back at me, I smiled and shook my head, he quickly understood what I meant.

He stepped back to the side and stood quietly watching the Germans play with my legs.

The Germans said my leg had been dislocated for too long, so I had to tie it with a branch for a few days. After a while, I was comforted. This kind of comfort may only be experienced by people who have really hurt "German thank you" Even though he clamped my feet like a monster's foot, I still have to say thank you or something, he really healed me, he is really not simple, everyone thinks so.

"As long as you don't call me a German, it's better than any number of sentences"

"But we don't know your name"

The Germans have said his name, but we are still used to calling him the Germans, and Shiratori said that it was easy to say, and he also said that in a crowd, if you don't even have a nickname, then this person must be a very failure. He never said his real name again. We all forgot, too.

Since York and Little Coconut are the same age, they are very interested in each other. He became a very good friend, and for Little Coconut, there was one more person in the crowd who was a toy for us, so he felt less stressed.

Shiratori is still angry with the old man. Whatever, I didn't have the heart to pay attention to such a boring thing.

I knew I didn't have to be crippled, so I sat on the floor and was happy with myself.