William put the money away, and then immediately pushed his parents' bodies, urging the two to hurry up and get in, if they were done, they would have to wait a long time to experience this new roller coaster project.

"Remember, don't talk to strangers. Don't eat the snacks that others give you! ”

"Know, my dear mother!"

After watching his father and mother pass through the ticket gate, William shook his head helplessly.

As a traverser, he doesn't really like playgrounds like childish places. Coupled with the fact that he was not accompanied by Hermione, he was the only one acting as a light bulb between his parents, and this feeling made him unable to adapt for a while.

"Hmm, what should I do?"

William retracted his thoughts, he looked up at everything around him, a couple of intimate couples, a middle-aged woman with a fat child with a runny nose...

"Forget it, find a shady place to sit for a while. This roller coaster project seems to have some plot and will not end so soon. ”

Looking at the tourists around him, William felt out of place here. He rubbed his temples with his hand and walked over to the black metal bench not far away.

"Little brother, are you lost? Mr. Clown can lead you to Mom and Dad. ”

When William sat down on the bench and slept for a while, a clown with colorful balloons came up to William, and he asked William in a kind tone in a broken London accent.

"Northern Irish? Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to discriminate against you..."

William, whose thoughts had already flown into the sky, subconsciously blurted out his identity when he heard Mr. Clown speak London with a Northern Irish accent. But then he realized that it might be a discriminatory remark and quickly apologized.

As the most developed city in the United Kingdom, London, like the northward movement of the eastern powers, has countless people coming to seek development every year.

In the face of these "countrymen", London natives often show a proud posture, although they say that everyone is equal and there is no discrimination, but the "empty pride" engraved in their bones makes them look down on these "countrymen".

Of these "rednecks", Northern Irish are the most discriminated against by Londoners. In addition to the above-mentioned reasons, this also involves historical reasons and ethnic discrimination.

London, the core city of the United Kingdom, is mainly inhabited by Anglo-Saxons. And the Northern Irish are mostly Celts who were defeated by their Saxon ancestors.

For these peoples who live in barren land and "survive the world" by eating potatoes. Londoners, the descendants of the robbers, naturally developed a sense of contempt in their hearts.

Of course, not all Londoners discriminate against outsiders, such as William, who, in addition to hating blacks, was an egalitarian himself.

"Haha, little brother. You're so smart, I've been in London for half a year, and you can still tell I'm from Northern Ireland. By the way, are you lost? Mr. Clown can take you to your parents. ”

When Mr. Clown heard that William knew that he was a Northern Irishman, his face was shocked under the thick white powder. But after hearing that William did not discriminate against him, his red lips as thick as sausages curved into a crescent moon, and asked William again if he had been lost with his relatives.

"No, they're on a roller coaster. I don't like it, so wait for them here. Mr. Clown, I see that you have a lot of balloons in your hand, is it not a good performance today? ”

Sitting and sitting anyway, William took the initiative to chat with the clown, but he said it purely by inserting a dagger in the clown's heart.

"Uh... I only got permission to sell toys here yesterday. But... Kids don't seem to like these balloons anymore..."

Little scandal said, not angry that William had found out that he hadn't sold a few balloons in the morning. He touched the colored wig on his head embarrassedly, and said with a fluttering look on his red nose.

"Maybe it's not that kids don't like balloons, it's that your balloons are too old-fashioned. Round balloons, which have no characteristics at all, are not used even for Christmas except for decorations for birthdays.

Mr. Joker, little ones love novelty toys. I'm sure you were like that when you were a kid. A suggestion for you, buy some balloons in the shape of animals, dolls, animated characters, etc. the next time you buy them. ”

The clown in front of him actually thought that he was alone on the bench, so he suspected that he was lost with his family and wanted to take him to find his family.

For such a well-meaning person, William did not recommend giving him a small piece of advice.

"Wow, I don't see it. You know a lot, in fact, I've thought about it too. But that kind of balloon costs too much and I can't afford it..."

When the clown heard William's suggestion, he touched his head embarrassedly. He didn't think his thoughts would come out of a young boy's mouth.

'Are all the kids in London so smart?' But it's still too unsafe to be alone...'

The Joker glanced at William with a curious look, then took a few steps and sat down next to William. Although he could sense that William was smart, he was still a kid after all, and it was not safe to be here alone. He decided to accompany William and wait for his parents to return.

"Oh, it seems that your life in Dongpiao is not going very well. My name is William Granger, Mr. Clown, what's your name? ”

The clown, who hadn't made much money all morning, actually sat next to him and "slacked off", and the clever William soon realized that he was accompanying him, afraid that he would be abducted by the bad guys.

William watched intently at the clown's outfit, his bloated clown outfit out of place with patches at the knees of his pants and a hole in the heel of his red clown shoes.

Don't think about it, it must be an old garment he picked up from the second-hand market. However, the clothes are worn, but there are no unpleasant odors and dirty marks, indicating that the clown is very hygienic and often cleans the clown suit.

"Uh... My name is Glenn Thompson. He is eighteen years old. ”

Listening to William's "scathing" words, Gran smiled awkwardly and touched his colored wig embarrassedly. Some are at a loss.

"Hello, Big Brother Gran. Did the leash puppy on your wrist make it yourself? ”

Seeing that Gran was so shy and a little introverted. William sighed in his heart, this kind of character is not easy to survive in society, especially for people at the bottom like him.

His eyes lit up when he saw a puppy braided with a cloth rope on Gran's wrist. He asked curiously.

"Yes, when I was a child, I helped my family herd sheep, and when I was bored, I used grass to weave all kinds of small animals. Hey~"

When Glenn hears William's interest in the puppy on his wrist, he takes the puppy off and hands it to William. Then he laughed shyly.