"Didi!!"

The fact that the taxi driver is afraid to drive does not mean that the driver behind him is not in a hurry.

"Open!"

"What are you doing?"

"Dididi!"

A motley of voices urged the taxi parked in the rain.

"Little brother, I don't know what you're looking at, have you finished reading it? The taxi driver wiped the sweat from his head, what a whole thing, I haven't experienced it.

"Let's go. Sun Xin withdrew his head from the car window, but his eyes were still fixed on the face on the screen.

"Oh, good, good. Seeing Sun Xin retract his head, the taxi driver finally breathed a sigh of relief, the car behind him kept honking wildly, and he didn't drive anymore for fear that others would get out of the car and beat him.

The taxi driver hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and drove across the zebra crossing towards the train station.

Sun Xin leaned on his back and breathed, he still didn't close the window, the rain swept in and hit his face at a rapid pace, hitting his numb face, the tears on Sun Xin's face mixed with the rain, flowing together on his face.

The taxi driver looked at the road in front of him, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the rain kept drifting in and drenching the seats, which made him feel distressed and couldn't say anything.

Everyone is crying, what else can he say, saying that he is distressed about the seat?

You can cry, but what about me? Who do I cry to?

The taxi driver felt aggrieved.

Half an hour, the taxi finally stopped in front of the train station, and the co-pilot's seat was almost drenched in the rain.

"Eighty!"

Playing the table, this price is not deceiving.

Sun Xin took out the money and handed it to the driver, then opened the door and prepared to get out of the car.

"Hey, are you so lost, your ticket is stuck in the money. The taxi driver complained, the young man didn't look energetic, and this disgrace matched his face very well.

The eighty yuan handed to him by the young man was sandwiched with a ticket from the magic capital to the port city, and this ticket could be sandwiched in it, how absent was this.

The taxi driver couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with this young man.

"I'm not going, this ticket is for you. At this time, Sun Xin had already opened the car door, got out of the car, and said to the driver sitting in the driver's seat, his face was much better, and his eyes had recovered some energy.

The tears that had been shed before had long been washed away by the rain.

"Send me, what do you mean?" The taxi driver was confused again, didn't he have to go back to Hong Kong City, why didn't he want this ticket.

"I'll send you, see if you use it, I'll go first. Sun Xin closed the door, took a bag of luggage, and walked with his back to the train station.

Those eyes were no longer so numb.

He already knew that the summer of living in the port city, where he could do nothing and lie on a wooden chair and listen to the sound of cicadas for an afternoon had long passed, and it was impossible to come back.

And he has his own things to do, and he needs to keep going.

The taxi driver saw the young man leave like this, but he still didn't understand, so he gave it to him, what could he do with this ticket?

Can I still get a refund now?

The taxi driver opened the door and got out of the car, and saw a young man walking straight with a bag on his back, with a very large pace and a fast pace, which was very different from his half-dead appearance in the car.

What the hell is going on?

The driver couldn't figure it out, but he really knew that the young man didn't want this ticket.

It was still raining in the gloomy sky, but the rain was much lighter, and the taxi driver held up the train ticket, and behind the train ticket was the train station located in the magic capital, and he could still see people coming and going at the entrance of the train station, and a few drops of rain dropped on the train ticket that was lifted.

The taxi driver could clearly see the words written on it.

"Magic City→ Port City"

A thought popped into the taxi driver's head.

Do you want to go to Port City?

The thought scared the driver himself, as if it were true, as long as he walked into this train station now, sat in the waiting seat with his ticket, and waited for the train to come and he would be able to get to that city.

In his mind, the laid-back city by the sea.

The driver inexplicably felt that his heart was beating much faster, all this seemed too sudden, he shouldn't take advantage of the rainy day with many guests, and carry a few more people.

"Hey, master, are you leaving?" a young man with a backpack had already come to the side of the road, standing next to the taxi, holding a book in his hands and blocking his head, hiding from the rain.

"Don't go. The driver opened his mouth to refuse, leaving the young man speechless for a while, so he had to change to another taxi and ask again.

The driver, who had rejected the young man, closed the taxi door, put the ticket in his pocket, and rubbed his hands as he looked at the train station, where it was raining in the gloomy sky, and a sparse rain curtain shrouded the train station.

By the time he arrived at Port City by the train, it would be tomorrow morning.

Will the port city be a clear sky?

。。。。。。

"Hello, are you confident about the upcoming match against Mr. Monroe?" a Kazakh female reporter asked a question, and after asking the question, she handed the microphone to the young man in front of her.

The young man with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, short hair, sword eyebrows, and a well-defined face without losing his delicate face, it is a face that makes people feel very comfortable at a glance.

If the taxi driver had been here, he would have recognized this person as the one who appeared on the big screen in the rain that day.

That poster was taken by Chen Xing recently, but he didn't know where this poster would go, let alone that this poster would appear on the big screen of the high-rise building in the magic capital.

These things were all done by Luo Qinghe, and even those words were all thought of by him, Chen Xing didn't know at all, and of course he wouldn't know that someone had seen his poster.

"Of course you have confidence, and if you can't even have confidence in yourself as a fighter, you can't get into the ring. Chen Xing answered the reporter's question with a light smile.

There was a burst of applause below, but this applause was very sparse, except for one applause that was very loud, the rest were casually clapped a few times, obviously just followed by the loudest applause a few times, if it weren't for this extremely obvious applause, they didn't even want to applaud.

And the one who applauded the most was Yang Ling, who was sitting in the second row, with short hair cut and a small braid at the back of his head, which gave him a little more heroism in addition to the beauty of the girl.

Yang Ling, who was applauding, saw Chen Xing's gaze and smiled brightly.

This guy.

Chen Xing shook his head in a small way, this is too good at supporting him.

When I have experience points

When I have experience points