来我这里擦皮鞋的人,大多数态度和蔼,心情愉快。但是,这一位穿黑上衣的人却与众不同,我一看见他就这样想。我觉得在什么地方见过他,却又肯定没见过他。“小鬼,你一星期挣多少钱?”他问我,那口气里带着明显的嘲笑味道。没等我回答,他就开始告诉我,他在我这么大的时候挣多少钱,还不时狡黠地东张西望。 The people who come to me to wipe their shoes are mostly kind and happy. However, this one who is wearing a black coat is different, I saw him think so. I think I’ve seen him somewhere, but I certainly have not seen him. “Devil, how much do you earn a week?” He asked me, with a clear laugh at the tone. He did not wait for me to answer, and he began to tell me how much he made when I was very big and from time to time slyly looking away.