In the afternoon, the sun shines on the jungle outside Panama City, where wild parrots and birds are squeaking and quacking.

Following the guidance of AutoNavi's map, Song Wenbin took his photographer through the dense tropical forest area to the edge of a forest farm where logging work was underway.

There are many huge machines at work here, some are chopping trees, some are plowing, and occasionally you can see a few fires by the river, and thick gray smoke rises from the fires and floats out of the woods, like ancient beacons.

Song Wenbin led his team through the fire to a yellow, buzzing excavator with black paint on the sides of the excavator — Zoomlion.

Excavators are lifting shrubs and cut and broken wood onto the truck next to them, and there are many wooden piles in the jungle, and in the distance, in the coffee plantations, there is a large yard covering a few dozen acres.

It seems that the farmer here is developing his own farm, Song Wenbin thought to himself, and walked along the buzzing excavators to the side of the yard.

Several Latin men were standing on the edge of the courtyard smoking cigars, and one of them, wearing leather bib pants, a watch and a ring, caught Song's attention, he was talking to an engineer holding a drawing and wearing a safety helmet, and his demeanor and demeanor reminded Song Wenbin of the owner of the bottling plant next door to his packaging plant.

"Hello." Mr. Tired stood in front of the man and greeted him very friendly.

The man smoking the cigar frowned when he saw Song Wenbin, and then saw several photographers with cameras behind him. In the manor behind them, several sturdy tattooed men sitting on stools rushed out, looking like they were routinely going to push them away. But the cigar man raised his arm and cautiously stopped the buddies rushing out of the manor.

"Hello, reporter?" The man looked at Song Wenbin cautiously.

"It's not." The teacher said happily: "Not at all, we are filming a show." ”

"Really? What to film, environmental documentary? ”

The man's demeanor was wary.

"Hahaha, I'm not interested in that set of things." The teacher looked into the other party's eyes and said with a smile, "At least in my opinion, making money is the top priority, such things as trees, if you cut them, you will cut them, if people are poor, it is useless to have more trees." ”

The camera meticulously recorded Song Wenbin's words.

Obviously, when he said this, the man's face loosened a lot of vigilance, and a slight smile appeared on his face, "I love what you say, and I wish those damn EPDs could talk like you." ”

"Yes, I'm on a challenge to survive anywhere in the world. I'm here hoping to help someone I meet, so, if you can, please tell me what you need. Trust me, whatever you need, I can make it happen. ”

The man paused his hand on a cigar and said in surprise: "Hell... Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"I know." I am tired of the teacher.

At this time, someone next to the man pointed at Song Wenbin and exclaimed, "Yan??! ”

The man frowned and asked the person next to him, "What are you calling?" ”

The man continued to change color, and then looked Song Wenbin up and down, chattering excitedly beside the cigar man, while talking, he took out his mobile phone, searched out some content and handed it to the cigar man, after the cigar man finished reading, he looked at Song Wenbin again, and his mouth became bigger and bigger, and finally he snatched the mobile phone, held the mobile phone to face Song Wenbin, and asked, "Disgusted?" Is it really you? ”

Song Wenbin glanced at the interface of the other party's mobile phone, which was the slice of the program made for him by foreigners, with his face on it.

"It's me." I was tired of the teacher and said very calmly.

"Whew~!!"

The cigar man and the people around him gasped.

The cigar man was still calm, but the people around him were already excited, and he rushed into the manor without looking back, calling out to his friends. And his friends, after hearing the shouts, also jumped off the recliner one by one, rushed out of the courtyard in twos and threes, gathered around Song Wenbin, looked at him, and pointed excitedly.

The cigar man who smoked was calm, but he was also surprised by the sudden visit of the disgusted teacher: "Good fellow... I don't watch much TV, though... But I've also seen your show... God forbid... It's really you, why would you come to this kind of place... Filming the show... What about your teammates, what about your colleagues... Didn't they come with you? ”

The man asked a series of questions in surprise, and Song Wenbin only smiled and replied: "They and I are not in the same place, if you have watched our show, you should know that we often act separately together." ”

"Oh~ I see."

The man showed a look of sudden realization, and when he saw Song Wenbin's expression, he immediately stretched out his hand skillfully, "Hello, I'm Bob, Bob. Kirrick. Farmers in this area. ”

"Hello, please take care of me." Song Wenbin shook each other's hands in a friendly manner.

After a brief greeting between the two, Bob grabbed Mr. Tired's shoulders, took him into the courtyard affectionately, and said as he walked: "This is really rare, I really didn't expect that there would be big stars in a small place like ours, don't worry, I will definitely entertain you!" ”

As he spoke, Bob instructed the people around him in English, saying, "Go, bring out my best cigars and tequila!" ”

Song Wenbin stopped him and said, "Bob, thank you for your kindness, the wine is not needed for the time being, we are here to prove ourselves, but also to test ourselves, but also to help others." ”

After a pause, he looked around and said, "If you really want to provide us with some food and supplies, please let me solve your most pressing problem at the moment, and if I can solve it, you will pay us before it is too late." ”

Because of his dislike of being a big star, and the fact that he did a lot of incredible things in his previous shows, Bob was a little moved.

He said hesitantly: "Although it is a bit presumptuous to say this, but I hate the teacher, is what you said true, can you help me solve my most difficult problem at the moment?" You know, we're not in the same industry..."

"There are very few people in the same industry as me, obviously everyone is human like me, what difference can be made between the problems that human beings can encounter?" The teacher said very calmly.

"Huh..."

Bob was really taken aback by this.

But apparently, the calm demeanor of the tired teacher persuaded him, he coughed twice, and said: "Since there is such a good thing, then I will not hide it, indeed, I have a little headache recently." ”

He waved his hand, and the people who followed him on the left and right understood, and as soon as they turned the corner, they led Song Wenbin and his photographers to a warehouse in the courtyard. As soon as he came to the warehouse, Song Wenbin smelled a slightly bitter aroma here, and there were many baskets densely piled up in the warehouse, and there were many, many bananas in the baskets, and some of the bananas on the side had been blackened and rotted. ”

Looking at the slices of bananas, Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel the word spectacular in his heart.

Bob sighed helplessly and said, "You are also a world-famous star, so I won't say much if it's unrealistic." As you know, bananas are abundant here, and many families even use bananas as a staple food, but ...... There are so many bananas this year because of the climate......"

"I see, you can't sell your bananas, you want me to sell them, right?"

The teacher looked at the mountain of bananas and said concisely.

"Ahh Of course! Of course! ”

Bob, the farmer, was thrilled that Song Wenbin understood what he meant so easily. He said again and again: "You understand me, I hate the teacher, can you help me think of a way to sell, don't worry, as long as you can help me sell these things, I will not treat you badly, and you will shoot whatever you want to shoot when the time comes." ”

Song Wenbin looked at the mountain of bananas, smiled, and said, "Boss, your business is still weird, so many bananas are sold, the profit will definitely not be less." ”

"Small business, small business, not as good as you as a star, making money is like drinking water, if I had a reputation like yours, I would have gone to Miami to buy a house a long time ago." Bob said modestly.

"Understood, but if we can help you sell them all, can you give me $800 for the passage?" Song Wenbin asked seriously.

"Huh..."

Although the boss had always had a good attitude before, he still frowned after hearing Song Wenbin say this, "You... Is there a charge? ”

"Of course." The teacher was surprised and said: "There is no diamond diamond, no porcelain work, there is no free lunch in the world, if I can really help you sell but don't charge any money, don't you think there is a problem yourself." Besides, the bananas in this warehouse also cost $5,000, and if they are all sold, I guarantee that your profit will be more than $1,500, and even if you give me $800, you will still have to make money, won't you? ”

"How can there be a profit of 1500, you can say it too well." The boss complained, "Our small business, it's still this kind of bargain, I have a profit of a thousand dollars and God will bless me..."

"600." Song Wenbin immediately slashed himself, I think you are right, it is that I am asking for too high a price, sorry. ”

"400, I'm sick of the teacher."

The boss who was still complaining just now changed his face in a second.

"500, 500 packs you're sold out." Song Wenbin waved his hand and said lightly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, Bob looked carefully at the man who came to reality from the variety show, and watched it carefully for a long time.

"It's... Okay..."The boss said reluctantly, "After all, you are from a foreign country and a big star, so it stands to reason that the price of this kind of work is not that much." ”

He said reluctantly, but after making sure that Song Wenbin was not joking, there was irrepressible joy hidden in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, Song Wenbin also smiled and stretched out his hand, shook hands with the other party, and the two left the warehouse full of bananas with a smile.

Later, Bob wanted to keep Song Wenbin for a while, and it seemed that he wanted to spend a little more time with the amazing traveler, perhaps to learn more about how he was going to sell tons and tons of bananas.

But Song Wenbin didn't want to waste time, and after a few simple polite sentences, he planned to leave quickly to complete the task.

As soon as I reached the gate of the farm, someone chased after me, and the man shouted loudly in English: "I'm tired of the teacher, can you wait a minute!" ”

As soon as Song Wenbin turned around, he saw a chubby Latin man running out of the courtyard, his face was sweaty, holding a marker in his hand, he trotted all the way to Song Wenbin, handed him the pen and paper, and said tremblingly: "Mr. Yan, can you sign for me, I am your faithful ...... No, I'm your biggest fan in Panama, I've watched every episode of your show at least twenty times, and I'really... I really didn't expect to meet you here, I... I really..."

Excited enough to shed tears in his eyes.

Song Wenbin hurriedly stretched out his hand, Wei Ning cleverly took out a napkin from his pocket and happily handed it to the Central American clone.

The fan took the paper, sobbed excitedly, handed the pen in his hand to Song Wenbin, pointed to the white shirt on his body and said, "Yan, can you sign me, I really... Really love your show. ”

"Oh, of course."

Song Wenbin took the pen and said gently.

He took the pen and hesitated slightly, not knowing what he was writing on this white shirt, whether he was disgusted with the teacher, or Wenbin, English, or Chinese.

But just as he hesitated, the Panamanian fan began to gush: "Yan, you don't know, I am the most admired person in the whole of Panama, really... I believe that the whole of Panama... No, there is no one in the whole of Central America who knows you better than me, I know that your Chinese name is Song Wenbin, I know that you have a company now, I even know that Sutina likes you very much, God, do you know that she occasionally looks at you on the show... That kind of look is interesting to you at first glance... God forbid, God knows how much I love that look...... Yan..... the interaction between you and Mr. Su is my favorite part, please be sure to... You have to keep it up, ..... more links like this......"

Mr. Disgust's hand holding the marker suddenly paused, he looked at the somewhat obese Central American fan in front of him, listened to his endless broken thoughts, looked at his longing and sincere eyes, and an extreme disgust inexplicably welled up in his heart.

Hell, this damn place is too close to the United States, there's coke everywhere, and fuck everyone drinks fat. The fans in front of him are no exception, licking a big belly and wearing a white shirt, just like a pig. Pathetic silverfish garbage, why didn't I have a knife in my hand, I guess a knife slashed through him when he disemboweled, watched the damn consumerist grease in his stomach roll out, and saw how brainless it was to eat this B.....

"Disgusting... yan… Teacher... You, why don't you sign it..."

The tentative shouts of the fans pulled Song Wenbin out of the evil and crazy thoughts, the man was excited, a trace of abnormal flushing appeared on his pale face, smiled slightly, and said softly: "I'm not, am I trying to sign something for you?" ”

With that, his fingers flew and he brushed the left and right sides of the chest of the male dolphin in front of him with big red letters.

"It's signed, you have to wear more."

The teacher looked at his masterpiece and gently admonished him with considerable satisfaction.

"Of course! Of course! ”

The screams of excitement from fans who get tired of the teacher's real handiwork.

Wei Ning's face on the side was a little complicated. Other photographers looked at each other.

Soon, the screaming fan sensed that something was wrong, and he asked in surprise, "Eh... I'm tired of the teacher, this... What is this signing..."

He pointed to the two bright red letters on his chest and asked curiously, "This is... S.B…？ What does that mean... Mr‘Yan。 ”

"Oh, this is a special bless in English, which represents my special blessing to you." The teacher touched his head and said affectionately.

The fan was overjoyed when he heard this, but then he felt strange and asked, "I hate the teacher, I remember... Aren't you all scumbags in the show... Why, you speak English so well...? ”

"So, you still don't know me well enough."

The tired teacher stretched out his hand and said regretfully, "It seems that you have to continue to work hard." ”