Zhou Yike couldn't remember clearly. No matter where the dialect is, it is difficult for outsiders to learn.

After all, people have been speaking dialects since childhood. You learn them the day after tomorrow. The difficulty can be imagined.

In an instant, Chen Mingren was stunned!

"Say it again!!!"

"Ha...I'll do it? Wait a minute, I'll think about it again, ha...you?" Perhaps because he was scared by Chen Ming's reaction, Zhou Yike suddenly became unconfident.

It seems to be hello, but it seems to be not right.

Chen Ming's eyes burst out with a scorching light, and his eyes were filled with an extremely anticipated look: "Do you remember how to write this dialect?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yike spread out his left palm and tried to write a "h", but he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

"I only remember that the beginning is two vertical and one horizontal, and that's what it means, and there are several strange strokes behind it, which I forgot."

Zhou Yike said truthfully.

At this moment, Chen Ming finally confirmed something. The dialect that Zhou Yike spoke was definitely another language that Chen Ming was more familiar with: English!!

Chen Ming felt his scalp numb!

This world not only has Cantonese, but also English!!!
Chapter completed!