1下午六点,真是一个让人厌恶的时间。路上的乞丐和发传单的孩子们开始忙碌地工作了。这时,一个面黄肌瘦的男孩拿着一摞广告单,面带微笑地敲打沈聪车窗。沈聪不耐烦地挥挥手,示意他赶快离开。男孩依旧保持笑容,看样子他的脸已经笑僵了,再也做不出别的表情。他透过车窗向沈聪喊:“大哥您看看吧!天鹅名苑,全北京最好的房子。房子精装修的,这地面还有墙壁全镶着玉石呢!” 1 pm six o’clock, really a repulsive time. Beggars on the road and children with leaflets began to work hard. At this time, a pale, skinny boy holding a stack of billboards, smiling Shen tapping the window. Shen Cong waved impatiently, indicating that he quickly left. The boy still has a smile, apparently his face has been laughably, no other expression can no longer do. He shouted through the window to Shen Cong: “Big Brother you look at it! Swan Park, the best house in Beijing. House fine decoration, there are walls all over the ground with jade it!” "