Don't fall in love with the professor

"Passengers and friends, please note that the D529 train bound for Lanjiang via this station will leave in 10 minutes. If there are passengers bound for Lanjiang, please take the time to check in at ticket gate No. 10 and enter the station. 10 minutes to drive..."

The bright and spacious high-speed rail station is bustling with people coming and going in a hurry.

"Give way! Please make way!"

The road ahead was blocked by a group of elderly tourists, and Jiang Xiaocheng was sweating profusely, holding his ID card high, struggling through the gaps in the crowd, and quickly ran to the innermost security checkpoint.

"Hello, please open your arms."

Jiang Xiaocheng stepped forward before he had time to breathe, watched the security inspector scan his half-sleeved hoodie to his jeans with a detector in his hand, and hurriedly asked a question.

"Excuse me, how do I get to ticket gate 10?"

"Go to the second floor of the elevator at ticket gate No. 10 and turn left—come on, the next one!"

The security inspector spoke quickly and clearly, as if the question had been answered hundreds of times, and she waved her hand to signal the passengers behind to hurry up.

Turn left on the second floor...Turn left on the second floor...

These four words were constantly circulating in Jiang Xiaocheng's head like a rapid drumbeat. He quickly grabbed the backpack that had passed the security checker and ran up the escalator quickly.

The radio rang again.

"Passengers, please note that the D529 train bound for Lanjiang via this station is about to leave. If there are passengers bound for Lanjiang, please take the time to check in at ticket gate No. 10..."

Ticket Gate 10... Ticket Gate 10...

The drumbeat in Jiang Xiaocheng's head changed its rhythm, he took full steps, climbed up, and reached the second floor in a blink of an eye.

Stepping into the waiting hall, the crowd suddenly became crowded, passengers dragging their suitcases kept passing by, a long queue formed in front of several ticket gates, the beeping of the gates was mixed with loud noises, making them confused A ball filled the ears.

Number 1... Number 2... Number 3... Number 4...

Jiang Xiaocheng stared at the scarlet letter on the screen, his head was filled with the beating of his heart, he walked faster and faster, and the wind was blowing under his feet.

Number 10!arrive!

He looked in the direction of the ticket gate, and the front line had already entered more than half, and the people at the end of the line were walking in in an orderly manner.

Thank goodness!

A kind of dread like the aftermath of a catastrophe made his whole body relax, he let out a long breath, and raised his heels to join the team.

"Sir, your stuff."

Who said something behind his back, Jiang Xiaocheng didn't hear clearly, and then, something soft touched his shoulder lightly.

He turned around subconsciously, and saw a slender hand holding his ID card.

"Ah, thank you—" Jiang Xiaocheng took it, and just about to raise his head to thank him, the urging voice came again.

"Hey, can you hurry up?"

The people in the back leaned half their body from the line and urged.

Jiang Xiaocheng's face became hot, he nodded and apologized, and hurriedly put his ID card on the gate.

Because it was the weekend, there were a lot of passengers on the bus. Some people had already sat down on their seats, and those who got on the bus after were packing their luggage. I don’t know whose twins were playing and making a scene in the aisle, running and stopping without looking at the road. bumped into Jiang Xiaocheng's leg.

"Whee!"

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Xiaocheng didn't mind, he smiled back at them, helped them stabilize, and continued to walk forward, while scanning the seat signs, stood still somewhere, and repeatedly confirmed the information several times.

He bent down, pointed in the direction of the car window, and said to the person sitting on the side of the aisle: "Hello, please excuse me."

Sitting on the seat was a bloated man, about forty years old, with a square face, bald head, half-worn short sleeves that smelled of hot sweat, leaning his arms on the armrest, and was swiping his phone.

Hearing Jiang Xiaocheng's words, the big man glanced at him sideways, with a hint of impatience accumulated on his face, his legs tilted to the side, symbolically giving way to a gap, and his gaze returned to the screen.

Jiang Xiaocheng thanked him softly, leaned back as hard as he could, and tried his best to squeeze past, trying not to touch the man's belly overflowing from his belt.

After finally sitting down, I heard someone say again.

"Hello, this is my seat."

Jiang Xiaocheng looked up.

Standing next to the seat was a slender young man with a computer bag on his left shoulder. His black shirt seemed to have just been passed on an ironing board, and his voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard.

Jiang Xiaocheng immediately lowered his head to check the information...that's right.

"Hello, this is my seat." The young man repeated.

This time Jiang Xiaocheng noticed that he was talking to the big belly man sitting next to him, and the big man was laughing loudly with the harsh background music of the video, obviously ignoring him.

The young man reached out and touched the shoulder of the pregnant man.

The man with a big belly raised his head, and there was still an unsatisfactory smile on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"You took my seat."

The big-bellied man seemed to be too lazy to move his seat, so he pointed to an empty seat at random and said, "There's a seat there."

He bowed his head again.

The young man in the suit glanced in the direction he was pointing, then turned his head again, leaned down, and stretched out the ticket information in front of the man with the belly, his tone became cold and hard.

"9D is my seat, I do not agree to change seats."

Several passengers around heard the movement here and cast inquiring gazes.

The man with a big belly was finally willing to put down his phone, his eyes scanned the young man up and down, as if evaluating something, and then he let out a "ho" smile.

"I said buddy, if you pay the same fare, you can't sit anywhere."

"Since you can sit anywhere, why don't you go back to your seat?"

The man with the belly choked for a moment, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed.

"Hey! Why are you taking pictures!"

The young man took out his mobile phone, pointed the camera at the man with a big belly, and said word by word: "Keep the evidence."

Changing a solemn tone again, he said: "Your behavior may be suspected of disturbing the public order on the train. According to relevant regulations, you will be given a warning or a fine of less than 200 yuan; if the circumstances are serious, you will be detained for 5 to 10 days... …As for whether the circumstances are minor or serious, fine or detention, I believe the public security department will deal with it—"

His spine is straight, his facial features are tough, his eyes are calm and calm, with the stubbornness of an intellectual and the bookishness of his words, he has a bluffing posture.

"There's something wrong with you!" The man with the belly suddenly raised his voice, his bull's eyes widened, as if he felt that the young man's behavior was unbelievable.

"what's the situation?"

The marshal strode over, touched the brim of his hat with his hand, and put it down quickly, "What's going on?"

It was one of the twins who spoke first.

"Two uncles are competing for seats."

The child's mother patted his head, as if warning him not to talk too much.

The marshal looked suspiciously at the man with a big belly, looked around again, observed the expressions of the people around him, and suddenly said, "The ticket information, let me take a look."

The man with the belly curled his lips, dawdly reached into his pocket, and took out a crumpled ticket.

The marshal took it, reviewed the ticket, carefully identified it, and looked at the man with a belly again, as if his eyes were going to penetrate his skin and shoot into his heart and lungs.

"Your seat is not here. Since the owner of the seat has come, please go back to your seat."

The big-bellied man glanced to the left, then to the right, and received gazes from all directions, with an expression on his face as if he had been slapped.

Touching the bridge of his nose, he muttered softly: "Isn't there no one sitting here before? What's wrong with sitting down, there are so many things to do."

He gave the young man a hard look, stood up reluctantly, and left slowly.

As soon as he left, the seat became vacant.

Just as the young man was about to sit down, he caught a glimpse of the wet marks on the handle of the seat, and he paused obviously, frowning, took out a wet towel from his bag, and wiped it carefully.

Every few times he wiped, he folded the wet wipes in half. Finally, the whole wet wipes were neatly folded and put into a paper cleaning bag.

What kind of person would he be if he could single out one article from the vast sea of ​​laws and regulations and recite it without blinking an eye?

What kind of person should he be if he carries wet wipes with him and can't bear a little dirt?

With a backpack in his arms, Jiang Xiaocheng sat a little further away silently, leaning against the window.

But as if attracted by a magnet, he pretended to turn his face away inadvertently.

At this time, this young man who dared to fight against "evil forces" had completely disinfected his seat, sat upright, put down the table, and took out a business notebook from his bag.

Taking advantage of the booting time, he rolled up the cuffs above the elbow, exposing the half arm with dormant muscles, and seemed to be very hot, and unbuttoned the two buttons with one hand.

The Adam's apple looms at the neckline with the movement.

Jiang Xiaocheng only glanced at it, then immediately turned his head to look at his own face reflected in the car window.

The train plunged into the clear and clear morning and sped across the track. The bushes on both sides of the road and the unknown flowers dotted in the grass receded quickly, leaving an afterimage in the eyes.

In the distance, the yellow sun hung obliquely in the sky, scattering pale golden light.

Jiang Xiaocheng was quickly fascinated by the scenery outside the window, the sun seemed to illuminate every corner of his heart, and his whole body was warm.A smile could not help appearing on his face, he picked up the phone, adjusted the angle and took a picture, keeping this moment.

Enlarge the photo, enjoy it quietly for a while, then close the album, click on the search box, and enter a line of words:

"What do you need to pay attention to when you are a best man for the first time?"