Sure enough, Luo Ye was kicked out by his senior sister.
Standing outside the room of this little hotel—no, it could only be called a Small Inn—Luo Ye stood there in utter bewilderment.
He looked left and right, thinking that since it was already lunchtime, he could go downstairs and see whether there were any local specialties.
Luo Ye left the Small Inn and headed into town.
There was no tourism here, so there were not many people in town. There were very few young people; most were middle-aged locals who had lived here since childhood, along with elderly people and children.
There were also some energetic-looking young men and women in bean shoes and skinny jeans, strutting around as if they were tough.
He wondered whether those scrawny bodies could withstand a single punch from Coach.
Luo Ye merely glanced at them before continuing his stroll through town.
It was called a town, but there were really only two streets. Once he had walked through both, everything else was villages.
Luo Ye passed the Town Government, the post office, the town hospital, the Fire Station, and Thirteenth Elementary School.
That felt so familiar. Wasn't this straight out of an elementary school English textbook?
Excuse me, how did Kitty get to the post office?
Write it in English.
Just thinking about it gave Luo Ye a headache. English was what he was worst at.
As he continued walking, he spotted a corner. After turning into it, he found a wide, open space.
An old lady had set up a stall nearby, and Luo Ye asked curiously, "Ma'am, what is this place for?"
Hearing that, the old lady looked up, her wrinkled face full of confusion.
Was this young man calling her?
It had probably been decades since someone had called