The day after the official winter vacation, Han Ye packed his luggage and took the high-speed train home.

Zhou Weicheng also followed Han Ye.

Because, he and Han Ye both live in the same city. What's more, Han Ye wrapped his ticket. Take the high-speed train home without spending money, where to find such a good thing.

Although there is still some time before the Chinese New Year, the carriage is basically full of seats and there are no empty seats, and many of the passengers are students on winter vacation.

After putting away the luggage, Zhou Weicheng shouted to sit by the window, but Han Ye simply gave it to him, and he sat in the seat by the aisle.

He had just sat down when a fragrant breeze suddenly came from behind him and stopped on his right.

This fragrance is elegant and charming, and it is refreshing.

Han Ye couldn't help but turn his head to look, only to see a twenty-six or seventeen-year-old beauty sitting down on the seat on the right side of his aisle.

This beautiful woman has a goose egg face, fair complexion, and short ear-length hair that is as bright and soft as in a shampoo advertisement.

She wore a red tunic jacket on her upper body, her waist was as slender and graceful as willows, and she wore a pair of high-heeled boots and dark blue skinny jeans on her feet, which made her legs slender and slender.

Regardless of temperament and clothing, they all reveal the kind of mature intellectuality and confidence unique to professional women.

Among the many passengers wearing bloated down jackets, she is like a blooming rose, delicate.

Han Ye glanced at her a few times, and felt that this beauty seemed to be a little familiar, and she was searching for her memories, but Zhou Weicheng recognized her identity and said in surprise: "Huh, isn't this the one who made Zhang Dashao fascinated, Song Chunjia, the female anchor of Zhongnan Satellite TV News?"

When Han Ye heard Zhou Weicheng say this, he suddenly felt so familiar, no wonder he felt so familiar, it turned out that he had just seen it on Zhang Zhen's computer a few days ago!

It's just that the real person seems to be different from the online pictures, more beautiful, and more outstanding in temperament, so I didn't recognize it for a while.

At this time, many passengers nearby seemed to recognize Song Chunjia's identity, and they all turned their amazing eyes on her, and some of them even walked up to her, hoping to take a photo with him.

Song Chunjia seems to have become accustomed to this kind of encounter, and takes photos with these people very generously, not delicate and pretentious, nor arrogant and indifferent, everything seems so natural and friendly.

Zhou Weicheng smiled and whispered to Han Ye: "It's a pity that Zhang Dashao is not here, otherwise, it is estimated that he will be happy now, and it is possible to go up and talk to him immediately." Otherwise, I'll take a picture now and send it to him so that he can envy it. ”

Han Ye smiled and said, "Okay, don't tease him, if he knows about this, I don't know what to shout about?"

Zhou Weicheng smiled evilly: "I just want to see his envy, jealousy and hatred." ”

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of Song Chunjia and sent them to QQ.

Sure enough, as Han Ye expected, it didn't take long for Zhang Zhen to send a lot of messages, extremely envious of the good luck of the two, and asked Zhou Weicheng to take a few more photos, if he could record a live video, it would be even better.

Zhou Weicheng read the message "Hehe" and was happy, and Han Ye couldn't help but shake his head speechlessly.

After the initial surprise, as the train started, the passengers in the carriage gradually calmed down the existence of Song Chunjia, no longer paid too much attention, and began to do their own things, some chatting and playing cards, some looking at their mobile phones and some sleeping.

Zhou Weicheng took out the snacks he had brought to the car in advance and began to eat them, while Han Ye took out his mobile phone and looked at his friend's meager space, while chatting with Xia Lin Xiaorui and others.

After playing with his phone for about an hour, he felt that his eyes were a little tired, so he raised his head and turned his head to look around to let his eyes rest.

Since it was afternoon, many people in the carriage were drowsy, Zhou Weicheng was full of food and drink, and he was already snoring with his mouth open, and even the beautiful anchor Song Chunjia leaned on the chair and closed her eyes.

However, a middle-aged man with a sharp beak monkey gills and a thin body in front of him is surprisingly energetic, without the slightest sleepiness, and a pair of eyes look left and right, and he doesn't know what he is looking at.

Han Ye didn't feel anything wrong at first, but after a while, he felt that something was wrong.

This middle-aged man has a pair of thief eyes, always staring at other people's pockets, and his behavior is too sneaky, not like a normal passenger.

Suspicious, he leaned his head back in his chair and pretended to sleep, but in fact he was secretly watching the man's movements.

After a while, the thin middle-aged man looked left and right, and after noticing that no one was paying attention around him, he tentatively reached out and touched the clothes of the passengers in the front row across the aisle.

The passenger was asleep with his hands on his chest and his head tilted to the side, seemingly completely unaware that someone was beating him.

Seeing that the passenger was indeed asleep, the middle-aged pickpocket suddenly became bolder, came to the passenger's side with a short body, stretched out two fingers and wanted to put his hand into the passenger's clothes, and clip out the wallet, mobile phone and other valuables inside.

However, the thief tried twice and failed to do so, so he flipped his wrist and took out a sharp blade and slashed it lightly on the passenger's leather jacket.

A huge gash immediately appeared on the passenger's chest leather jacket.

The middle-aged pickpocket skillfully stretched out two fingers and reached through the breach, trying to clip the wallet out.

At this time, Han Ye opened his eyes violently, jumped up with an arrow, grabbed the pickpocket's left wrist, and then shouted: "What do you want to do?"

Where did the pickpocket think that he was caught by someone, his face couldn't help but turn white, and he pulled his hand back in a panic, and quibbled: "What are you doing with my hand when you have nothing to do? I didn't do anything?"

If he pulls his hand back, there may still be a chance to quibble.

However, Han Ye's palm was like an iron tong, clamping his wrist tightly, even if he used all his strength, he couldn't pull it out of Han Ye's palm.

The pickpocket couldn't help but be anxious, his empty right hand flipped over, turned out a blade, and slashed towards Han Ye's palm.

Seeing that the blade was about to hit Han Ye's palm, Han Ye unhurriedly stretched out his other hand to meet it, firmly grasped the middle-aged pickpocket's right wrist, and then gently pinched it.

"Ah~~"

The middle-aged pickpocket let out a miserable scream, feeling as if his wrist bone had been pinched by walnut pliers, and it was almost bursting in an instant!

Where did he think that the young man in front of him actually had so much strength, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate this time, he quickly knelt on the ground and begged: "I was wrong, I know that I was wrong, brother, my son is seriously ill and needs money urgently, and there is an eighty-year-old lady above him who needs to be supported, so he is really desperate, so he has to take this road." It's the first time I've done this, it's the first time I've done it, brother, I beg you, let me go, I'm grateful. ”

Han Ye picked the corners of his mouth, not believing the words of this pickpocket at all.

This person is pure and skilled, obviously an old thief, how can it be a first-time offender?

There is also an eighty-year-old mother, and there are seriously ill children, this kind of excuse is used badly, even if you want to win people's sympathy, at least you have to be dedicated, the story is twisted and bizarre, fresh and touching.

He was complaining in his heart, and the fights and shouts he had with the pickpockets alarmed the sleeping passengers nearby.

The passengers opened their eyes in a daze, looking at the two people who were glued together with some surprise, not knowing what was going on.

Zhou Weicheng was also awakened, he looked at Han Ye in surprise, and asked loudly: "Hey, Boss Han, why did I squint for a while, and you started fighting with others?"

Han Ye explained: "This person is a thief, he just scratched someone else's clothes and wanted to steal something, but he was caught by me." ”

Hearing him say this, Zhou Weicheng and the other passengers understood what was going on, and couldn't help but whisper.

And the black-faced strong man who was stolen looked down at his scratched leather coat, his face couldn't help but change, and he quickly grabbed the scratched hole with his hand, and then as soon as he raised his foot, the heel of the leather shoe kicked the pickpocket in the face.

"You don't want to live!

The pickpocket had both hands controlled by Han Ye, and he couldn't hide at all, so he was immediately kicked squarely, and blood was splashed on his face.

He screamed and threw his head back.

The strong man wanted to kick again, but Han Ye couldn't see it, and stretched out his hand to block the black-faced strong man and said, "It's almost enough to kick it, let's leave it to the police to deal with." ”

The strong man glared at Han Ye fiercely, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with Han Ye's obstruction,

However, he finally gave Han Ye a face, did not continue to beat the pickpocket, nor did he express any gratitude to Han Ye, slapped the leather coat twice, and then sat back in place coldly and did not speak again.

Han Ye frowned slightly, although he didn't want to be thanked by others, but this person was inevitably too arrogant and unreasonable, and then recalled the ruthless methods of this black-faced man just now, and the fierce light in his eyes, he suddenly felt that this black-faced man was not a good person, maybe even more vicious than this pickpocket.

knew that this was the case, so let these two people eat black.

Han Ye stood beside the pickpocket, waiting for the arrival of the police, and inadvertently, he saw that the black-faced man had stood just now, and there seemed to be some fine white powder.

He glanced at the powder, didn't pay much attention to it, didn't think much about it, he had just drunk too much water, and now he was a little urgent, just hoping that the police would come over quickly to make a good deal.

Just when he was a little impatient, a very beautiful female voice came from behind him: "You still have a sense of justice, you actually caught a thief with your bare hands, you are a college student, right?

Han Ye turned around and saw the female anchor Song Chunjia sitting behind him, looking at him with a smile.

Such a beautiful woman is talking to you, it would be too funny if you ignore it, Han Ye hurriedly nodded and said, "Nanda." ”

Song Chunjia laughed: "It turned out to be a top student of NTU, what a coincidence, I also graduated from NTU, and I am your senior sister." ”

Han Ye was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the female anchor that Zhang Zhenchao was thinking about was actually from Nanda, if he told Zhang Zhen the news, it was estimated that he would be quite excited.

"I have a roommate, but I admire you very much, but unfortunately I don't have a pen and paper at hand, otherwise I would definitely ask you to sign it and sell it to him, and I will definitely make a small fortune. Han Ye said with a smile.

Song Chunjia smiled slightly: "I can't see that you look serious, but you are actually quite flamboyant." ”

Han Ye was about to cry out for himself, but the police finally rushed over when he heard the news.

Han Ye hurriedly handed over the pickpocket to the policeman, briefly explained the cause of the incident, and then hurriedly walked to the bathroom.

If this policeman lingers for a while, then he really can't hold it back.

When he entered the bathroom, he began to discharge the flood heartily, and when he was refreshing, he suddenly made a loud "bang!" sound from the outside, almost retracting his urine in fright.

Immediately after, panicked screams, terrible screams, desperate cries for help, came in from the outside one after another!

Han Ye couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, what was going on outside?