The old man thought about it carefully, then shook his head.
Ye Zhiqiu asked again: "He is a young man about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a leather jacket, a hoodie, and his hair is dyed golden."
The old man thought about it and nodded.
"Oh, some. He speaks Mandarin in a bad way. I can't understand it for a long time. He seems to be a foreigner asking for directions."[
“Mandarin is not standard?”
That is definitely not Qin Yishu.
He speaks standard Upper Mandarin.
I guess I really saw it wrong!
"Thank you."
Ye Zhiqiu walked out with a little refreshed look, but he might as well hear the old man say:
"The person he is looking for seems...it seems to be the last name of 'Ye'? I forgot what Ye is."
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and suddenly remembered that he was called "Su Qiu" here.
He quickly turned around and asked, "Is it called 'Ye Zhiqiu'?"
"It seems right? What he said is difficult to understand, and he feels like a foreigner."
Ye Zhiqiu was silent.
What's going on?
If it were Qin Yishu, he wouldn't have to come to No. 1 Middle School to look for it, just go to her house.
Moreover, Qin Yishu could not dye his hair yellow, wears a leather jacket and a hoodie, and walks in a careless manner.
However, that person does look like Qin Yishu, and she is also looking for him.
Ye Zhiqiu asked: "Did he leave any contact information?"
The old man shook his head: "No, I said we don't have this person here, so he left. He was dressed like a gangster and had yellow hair, so he was not a good person!"
Ye Zhiqiu was a little confused and puzzled.
After leaving the school gate, Ling Mufeng had already been waiting, so he got in the car and went home without mentioning his meal.[
In the afternoon class, she was still a little confused.
After school in the afternoon, Ling Mufeng picked her up and felt Ye Zhiqiu's trance.
When he arrived downstairs of the community, he finally couldn't help asking.