Every time he saw the noisy passengers on the train, listened to the sound of the clanging wheels rushing over the tracks, and the occasional whining whistle, Wang Mengxiong began to miss the high-speed rail of later generations. Clean cabins, comfortable seats, quiet surroundings and, most importantly, fast speeds. At that time, the bullet train was only 12 hours, and the high-speed rail has been shortened to more than 4 hours. If you start in the morning, you will have time to go home for lunch. Of course, provided that there is no traffic jam. If you're stuck in traffic, God knows if you'll be able to eat dinner.

"Wang Fan, what's the matter, are you thinking about Master Du?" Seeing that Wang Mengxiong was a little distracted, afraid that the child would be uncomfortable, Jing Dingcheng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, before pulling him back from his memory.

"No, it just occurred to me something else." Wang Mengxing casually took out an apple from the fruit basket prepared by his senior brother Wan Laisheng, and the flying knife on his fingertips turned a few times dexterously, and a clean and peeled apple appeared in front of him.

Looking at the apple handed over by Wang Mengxiong, Jing Dingcheng took it unceremoniously, took a bite hard, and made a crisp clicking sound. "Wang Fan, if you sell fruits, you will definitely be able to attract a lot of customers."

"Selling fruit? How can it be! If I, a traverser, actually got mixed up to the point of selling fruits, wouldn't I be a dead man! However, there was really a fruit vendor in Shanghai, and later he became a big man who had to tremble three times when he stomped his feet on the beach. At this time, he was still doing things for Huang Fatzi, and the famous Sanxin Company had not yet been established. ”

Wang Mengxiong didn't answer the words of Jing Dingcheng, and secondly, he casually peeled an apple for himself and tasted it slowly in his hand.

When the train arrived at a station halfway through, a few went down, but many more came up, making the spacious carriages seem crowded. Because the windows are closed tightly in winter, the air flow is poor, and various odors are emitted in the carriage, which makes the air in the entire carriage become dirty.

"I'm sorry, sir, but please let us go over for a moment."

A man in a long shirt squeezed through the door of the carriage with a little girl in his arms. When he passed by Jing Dingcheng's side, he looked at his suit and leather shoes, for fear of soiling his shiny black leather shoes, so he reminded him.

Jing Dingcheng retracted his feet, looked up and saw that this person seemed to be a scholar, and he was holding a child, so he kindly persuaded: "Friend, every carriage on this train is full of people." The carriage was fine, but there weren't any empty seats either. If you wish, you can sit down with me and rest your feet. When you arrive at the main station, there are many people who get off the train and empty seats, so it's not too late for you to find a seat. ”

As he spoke, Jing Dingcheng got up and stood up, giving up his seat to the man in the long robe. The man came from other carriages, and naturally knew that what Jing Dingcheng said was true, and after thanking him, he carefully sat down with the child in his arms. The little girl was put on the lap of the man in the long robe, and his two hands were wrapped around her chest, and he couldn't stop thanking her.

Wang Mengxiong is a little impressed with Professor Jing Dingcheng now, in the end, he is a university professor, this character, this quality, is simply the living Lei Feng of the Republic of China! You must know that if they want to return to Shanghai, they will have to walk for at least four days. If there is no seat all the time, if you just stand along the way, the time of the day will almost exhaust people to death, let alone how to persist in the next three days.

When he was secretly praising it, Jing Dingcheng did it next to Wang Mengxiong's buttocks, and his thick buttocks arched, occupying more than half of a person's seat. "Go inside, there's no eyesight!"

"Oh, I'll go!"

Wang Mengxiong said in his heart that I was still praising you in my heart just now, but now you are coming with me. The relationship has been calculated a long time ago, and I sell favors, but I only care about taking advantage of me. The guy sitting next to the window looked at me with disdain, don't you play like this?

"Professor Jing, why don't you sit here with me and I'll go out for a walk?"

"Yes, but don't go far. There's a whole bunch of your stuff on the luggage rack, and I'm not responsible if I'm dozing off and being taken away. ”

Jing Dingcheng picked up Wang Mengxiong and put him in the aisle, sat down comfortably, stretched his legs, leaned back against his back, and showed a very enjoyable expression.

Seeing this, the man in the long shirt was a little embarrassed, and he was busy getting up, but he was held down by Jing Dingcheng. "It's all right, friend. Although he is young, he is strong and energetic, and he is active and active, which is good for him. ”

"This guy, if there is a woman with a child on the other side, I will admit you if you do this. But he's a big man, you do this, Tuxi, what's the matter? Could it be that he, a Manachist, still has the potential to break his sleeves? ”

Although Wang Mengxiong was forced to accept the fact of giving up his seat, Jing Dingcheng's approach could not stop the malicious conjecture in his heart. He stretched as he snorted, intending to go to the junction of the carriage to get some air.

The man in the long robe smiled apologetically at Wang Mengxiong, and the little girl also stared at him with big black eyes, which made the little resentment in his heart suddenly dissipate outside the Nine Heavens Cloud. "Lao Tzu is to take care of the flowers and bones of the future motherland, not to submit to the oppression of Jing Dingcheng!"

Wang Mengxiong squeezed from his seat to the door, as relaxed as a fish in the water. For such a long time in Beijing, Du Xinwu taught him hand in hand, and he also had Master Liu Tianyi's method of breathing and practicing qi, so as long as he used a trace of Hercules to make a gap, he separated the passengers crowded in the middle of the aisle. This time in Beijing, Du Xinwu saw the small success of the Hercules he used to build the foundation, so he passed on his crow step and inner circle hand. It is a very clever light skill secret art, but it was used by Wang Mengxiong casually in the gap in the flow of people, if Du Xinwu is here, he will definitely praise him for his hard work, always attentive, and will never think that there is anything wrong.

The passengers around them didn't realize that there was anything wrong with the child walking so quickly, and took it for granted that it was because the child was small and easy to see stitches. As everyone knows, it is precisely because the child is young and weak. In such a crowded aisle, it was not easy for them to barely notice.

Because the connection of the carriage is not well sealed, the whirring cold air penetrates through the gap, resulting in almost no people here. Wang Mengxiong took a big breath of fresh air, and practiced five or six times with the ventilation method of spitting out the old and accepting the new, and then he felt that his mind was cool and his mind was lively again.

Wang Mengxiong stayed here for only a quarter of an hour, when he suddenly heard a shout from inside the carriage. "Wang Fan! Wang Fan! Come back, someone fainted! ”

The voice was so loud that it was inaudible because of the chaotic environment of the carriage and the noise of the train. If it weren't for Wang Meng's clear ears and clear eyes, and he could hear Jing Dingcheng's voice, it would definitely be filtered out as noise.

"Come, everyone, get out of the way and let me pass!"