My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"Qingming every year, Qingming every year. 7092 bus, 92 stops in the world, a common temporary rest harbor for non-human people. Since the new century, this bus has carried nearly 100 passengers every day. Today It is still going through mountains and seas on the road, and it is running dedicatedly."

The screen switched, and a string of various cartoon kites were flying far outside the bus above Lin Tao. Seeing something too familiar again, Song Yangle lifted his heart.

——Fortunately, the reporters of Shanhai Lianbo are not so frenzied, nor are they concentrated in one place.

The interview on the bus started around ten o'clock in the morning, and the little mouse and his mother had already got off the bus. Unexpectedly and unexpectedly, the old man from the underworld who sold kites also entered the scene.

"Mr. Mo X, a well-known civil servant of the underworld who sells kites, is a frequent passenger of this bus. Every Qingming, he will get an application from the underworld early to enter the nearby human station and take the 7092 bus to the subway square outside Luli Station to sell homemade kites. Because his kites are exquisite in workmanship and vivid in appearance, they are very popular among children, so most of the time, more than half of them are sold before they get to the Luli station."

I don’t know how the cameraman who used the mirror took the pictures. On the cradle bus like 7092, where not wearing a seat belt is equivalent to suicide, the camera just doesn’t shake at all, and the cartoon kite on the uncle’s pole is shot like a fairy tale The elegant feeling of bones makes Song Yangle feel that it is also official news, and Huaxia officials should really learn from others... although it seems that there is no chance.

The camera turned to the erratic and smiling old man, and the reporter asked, "How many years have you been in this business?"

"Do you sell kites?"

"Yes."

The uncle pinched his fingers slowly, and said with a smile, "It's been more than 2000 years."

"Then how many years have you been selling kites on 7092? How many have you sold?"

"It's been 90 or [-] years, right? The kite sold... At least two zeros are added?" The uncle smiled and looked at the kite on the long pole outside the window. The side is thin, and he is actually quite fairy-like and sighing slowly: "The kites in the past were not sold like sitting in a car now. You have to go to many stops by yourself. The Three Realms are becoming more and more prosperous now..."

"However, entertainment activities have also increased, and fewer and fewer creatures come to buy kites, don't they?"

"There are always new and old replacements." The uncle smiled, and opened his slightly squinted eyes. Under the wrinkled eyelids, his eyes were clear: "But I have always liked making kites, and I believe it. I improved it. These kites will never go out of style."

"Because since I made the first kite, their purpose has never been just a game, but to hope that they can fly to high altitudes that I, as a human being, could not go to at that time."

"But some buyers have reported that your kites are really expensive."

"Huh? What? What did you say?" The uncle squinted his eyes and looked very hard: "I can't hear when I'm old!"

Song Yangle, a reporter, one of the audience and one of the buyers: "..."

Is it too much?