Chapter 114: Terrorists and Ping Pong Police

"Inscription? Or sign it? "Yang Xia was not a star chaser in his previous life, and he will not be a star chaser in this life, with what words are inscribed, it is better to leave a mailing address, phone number, etc., if there is a chance, Yang Xia does not mind spending more time with beautiful women.

Literati, how many people are not **?

Besides, the reborn can say that they are used to everything, but the beautiful women can't say that they are used to it, and even if they are used to it, they still want to see it.

"No, the inscription, the signature, the address, all have to be left." The beauty seemed to have opened her mind.

"Well, sister, I'm scared of you. But, sister, your name is Shenma? Yang Xia had to raise his hand and surrender.

"My name is Song Jiayi. The Song of the Song Dynasty, the good of talented and beautiful people, the platform of the right steps next to the left vertical heart. The beauty spoke very carefully, and it seems that she was serious about asking for this signature.

In this era, this name, his parents are probably quite literate people. Thinking of this, Yang Xia felt that this inscription was not very easy to deal with. However, Yang Xia immediately turned around the bay, and so, the inscription, which was regarded as a treasure by the conductors of the whole country, came out, of course, provided that it was written to her personally.

"I wish the conductors of the motherland will always be young and beautiful, and work hard for our railway industry! The word is sent to Jiayi. Little brother Yang Xia. ”

After writing these lines, Yang Xia opened the notepad and left the address on the next page: Chiquan Middle School, Wucheng County, Nanshu Province.

This kind of content doesn't make much sense, but you must know that the meaning of the four words young and beautiful for girls, coupled with Yang Xia's own very high level of hard pen calligraphy, even on the high-speed train, the words written are one by one; Of course, at this time, Yang Xia was just a simple little writer, but as Yang Xia's strength gradually increased, his reputation gradually appeared, and his status gradually increased, this inscription became quite valuable.

The most important thing is Yang Xia's signing, "little brother Yang Xia", Nepal Media, how can this relationship be an ordinary relationship? Therefore, this inscription was looked at by the writer at the time, and he didn't see the taste, but how could the party Song Jiayi treat it as a general inscription, "Little Brother Yang Xia", that is, he recognized his sister in his heart.

Although Song Jiayi couldn't think of it that far, as the years passed, she became more and more aware of the meaning of this inscription to her. Therefore, when Song Jiayi was in a critical period of her life, when she mustered up great courage to say her thoughts, Yang Xia did her a great favor without saying a word, although since then, Song Jiayi's heart was almost tied to Yang Xia, but she also knew that the relationship between Yang Xia and her was completely based on Yang Xia's fate on the train.

The signing incident ended quickly, and what made everyone quite happy was that Song Jiayi, who had already gotten off work, was actually serving in the dining car, and the quality of the meals of the Nanshu writers' delegation was obviously much better than that in the morning, and it was much better than that of other passengers. Naturally, everyone also understood that this was Yang Xia's credit, so several gossipy eyes kept scurrying back and forth between Song Jiayi and Yang Xia.

Yang Xia is a teenager, but he is very thick-skinned, and Song Jiayi, although the tutoring court is indeed not simple, but in the face of these wolf-like eyes, she was so ashamed that she quickly fled from the dining car.

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In this era, although there is no tide of migrant workers, the seats on the train are actually very crowded, and people who go home to visit relatives and people who go on business trips and have meetings are the mainstream of train guests at this time. Even though the carriage where Yang Xia is located is a hard sleeper, there are passengers who, under the leadership of the conductor, pass through the carriage from time to time, or go to the dining car to rest, or go to the carriage handover to rest.

After the train left Shu, people got off the train from time to time in the carriage, and people got on the train from time to time.

At 6 o'clock the next morning, the train had already passed the Qinling Mountains and traveled to the Guanzhong Plain, and Yang Xia also took a deep breath and woke up from meditation. Thinking that he would have to spend a whole day and a night on the train, and he would not be able to arrive at Shangjing Railway Station at about 1 o'clock at noon tomorrow, Yang Xiaqi would not come anywhere. This speed is too slow.

Why not fly? Yang Xia also asked this question after getting on the bus, and the answer made people laugh and cry, because the vast majority of the writers were not enough to take the plane, although individual department and bureau level cadres could take the plane or soft sleeper, but considering that most of the delegation members could only take the hard sleeper ticket, the other department and bureau level cadres had no choice but to "have fun with the people" and lie down with everyone.

The level is not enough, it is not a question of whether the plane ticket can be reimbursed, but whether the ticket can be bought. At this time, to buy a ticket, the documents you need are: work permit, letter of introduction from the unit. There is a "position" certificate on the work card, and the letter of introduction from the unit will have a "level" description, if the level is not enough, the unit will not issue you a letter of introduction to buy a ticket.

Therefore, Yang Xia should be grateful for the arrangement of the military last time, which was a special car and almost a special plane arrived in Shangjing.

Regarding aviation, Yang Xia will not delve into it, even before Yang Xia's rebirth in the 21st century, aviation is also a very scarce resource, on some waterways, or on holidays, it is basically difficult to find a ticket.

Yang Xia is not the savior ancestor, even if Yang Xia is the savior ancestor, in the face of Huaxia's stall, he will shrug his shoulders and can't. At this time, there were only about 1 billion people in China, but there were 800 million peasants, 800 million peasants who grew grain and vegetables, and could not feed 200 million people in the cities.

However, the speed of this train is really annoying. So, Yang Xia decided to get up and wash up, and write a few more poems after washing, although later generations of the Internet said that poets wrote poems "lewd hands wet", but Yang Xia did not think so. Even if it is a limerick on the Internet, it also contains a certain literary significance, otherwise, it is not called a poem. And those who look down on poets can only say that there is really something wrong with their cultural cultivation.

Of course, it would be abnormal to carry the poet to the shrine and put it up for the whole country to worship.

However, Yang Xia was just about to get out of bed, but suddenly stopped, because he smelled a special smell: gas/oil! Although the smell was very light or even almost none, what did Yang Xia feel, it was a dog's nose.

And within a few seconds of Yang Xia stopping, the smell became stronger and stronger, until the three men were carried by the conductor from Yang Xia's shop, and reached the peak!

Yang Xia had to close his eyes tightly and let out his spiritual sense. Nepal media, the train clearly stipulates that no flammable and explosive materials can be carried, isn't this the rhythm of accidents? Moreover, one of the three men just now, it was obvious that there was something wrong with his demeanor, for example, Yang Xia felt that his neck was stiff, and his eyes were also full of coldness and indifference. Ni Media, what kind of heart does it take to be so cool!

That's the rhythm that is going to go wrong! Yang Xia closed his eyes tightly, and it wasn't until the guy with gas/oil on his body sat down on a bunk that Yang Xia opened his eyes, and immediately took out a small notepad, sprinkled a piece of paper and wrote: "The man in Shop No. 79 of the No. 5 hard sleeper car, carrying flammable materials with him!" It is estimated that he is a violent terrorist, please inform the police to investigate! ”

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a conductor came over, Yang Xia stretched out his hand and stopped it, the conductor felt very sudden, Yang Xia had to whisper: "Palm, note." ”

The conductor took the note, opened it, and exclaimed, "What you said is true?" ”

Yang Xia's eyes widened, Ni Media, you are going to expose the rhythm! Then he pointed to the direction of Shop 79, and then pointed to the passage of the carriage, meaning that he still didn't notify the police?

Fortunately, although the conductor's exclamation was louder, it had no substance, and the suspected terrorist listened attentively, and even stretched out his head to take a look, but he only saw a teenager whispering something to the conductor with a smile on his face.

The young man's smile is very kind. So, the suspected terrorist didn't feel anything wrong and began to lie down on the bed and fall asleep.

Ten minutes later, the conductor came to Yang Xiapu and said only three words: "Follow me!" Then he didn't look at Yang Xia, and walked in front. Yang Xia was very depressed, he knew that the note just now had caused trouble, and the police definitely didn't believe Yang Xia's information.

Next is the conversation between the police and Yang Xia:

"You wrote this note?"

"Yes."

"How do you know he's carrying flammable materials? What is that flammable item? ”

"What I smell is gas/oil."

"What's your name? Which unit? ”

"Yang Xia, a first-year senior at Chiquan Middle School in Wucheng/County."

The name and unit reported by Yang Xia are true, but in front of this very bureaucratic policeman, it has become a problem: "You are a student, why do you sit on a hard sleeper, this ticket was bought by your parents, sue me for your parents' names, units, and positions!" ”

"My parent's name is Yang Guangyao, and the unit is, Caijiawan Production Team, Donggou Brigade, Wuxianmiao Commune, Chiquan District, Wucheng County, Nanshu Province, position? My dad didn't have a job, he was a tabula rasa, a farmer. ”

"You, you ......" The police naturally found that Yang Xia was teasing him at this time.

"Sergeant Chen, this little comrade seems to be a member of the Nanshu writers' delegation." At this time, a slightly younger policeman came to the scene, and this policeman once passed by the No. 5 carriage when Yang Xia was talking to Song Jiayi.

"You, you...... You're from a writers' delegation, why don't you sue us? Sheriff Chen was a little annoyed and angry.

"If I sue you, you will dispose of flammable materials, and if I don't sue you, you will not dispose of flammable materials?" Yang Xia has never had much affection for this kind of person who has ping pong in his head. As the famous saying on the Internet in later generations, it's not your fault that you're ashamed, but it's not right for you to come out and be scary! The Sergeant Chen in front of you, the same is true, it's not your fault that you have a ping pong in your head, but you come out with a ping pong to enforce the law, this is your fault.

"......" Sheriff Chen was speechless.

"Sheriff, are we going to check in the name of checking tickets?" The young policeman handed the leader down the steps.

"If you want nothing to happen, it's best to directly control that person." Yang Xia thought about it and reminded him.