"The Chinese army of satchels went to Russia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

This is the headline of Weibo's hot search in recent days, and the mighty satchel convoy has been driving to Russia, and the plot is cool to think about.

But because there is no network along the way, the army of people will only update Weibo when they arrive in the city, and in the city of Outer Mongolia is like a small town in China, the army will buy some food, find a place to take a bath, and most importantly, find a place with an Internet.

Li Guo has also been paying attention to them, and this night, Weibo was updated again, "Chen An, look, they have arrived at the Russian border." ”

Chen An looked at it, "Then it is estimated that we will arrive in Yekaterinburg tomorrow." ”

"It should be."

Li Guo had an idea, "Shall we go pick them up?" ”

Chen An didn't say anything, it stands to reason that it should be, but this requires the organizing committee to send security personnel, so ......

Li Guo also understood Chen Anxin's concerns, "It's okay, just the two of us, what do you think?" ”

"It should be fine."

"Then it's decided."

*****

Fan Chuan hummed "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow", the lyrics of which most people may not know, but the melody is catchy and a household name in China.

The man who sat on the sidecar said: "Boss, this should be the outskirts of Yekaterinburg, why did you hum the outskirts of Moscow." ”

"Hahaha, there's no song you said."

Although I haven't seen the city yet, after crossing the border, the road conditions are obviously much better, and the houses on the side of the road are more beautiful.

"Boss, should we find a place to wash before entering the city, otherwise we will be treated as refugees if we enter the city like this."

Fan Chuan laughed, he looked at himself in the rearview mirror, it was indeed not the same, he was covered with dust, if he poured a basin of water, he could turn into a clay sculpture.

"Well, if we encounter a river on the road, then let's stop and wash, otherwise I can't help it."

Unexpectedly, the slump said, "I have a way." ”

"What's the solution?"

"You can use saliva."

As soon as these words came out, Fan Chuan almost spit out, "I'll tell you kid, don't force me to leave you on the road, you're sick to death." ”

"Hahaha, then I won't talk about it."

The cycling army could not find a place to wash their faces before entering the city, so they had no choice but to enter the city with a disgraced face.

But as soon as I entered the city, something unexpected happened, and there were many reporters with long guns and short cannons waiting for the Chinese motorcycle army on the side of the road.

"Damn, no, I'm being photographed like this now, how can I pick up girls in the future," the son said.

Fan Chuan smiled, "You are more handsome now than you have been cleaned." ”

"Haha, boss, you're so bad."

"I'm serious."

"Can I interview your captain?" A Russian journalist asked, who was an ordinary member of the cycling army, and he turned his head and smiled, "I'm sorry, but now I don't recognize which one is our captain." ”

The reporter was also amused, "And what is his name?" ”

The team member said, "Well, I'll help you find it," and he turned around and shouted to the people behind him, "Captain, someone is looking for you." ”

He shouted twice, and finally a satchel drove up, "Who's looking for me?" ”

The team member pointed, "Okay, my mission is complete, you can talk." ”

The reporter waved his hand, thanked the departing team members, and then walked in front of Fan Chuan, "Hello, my name is Sergey." ”

Facing Sergei's outstretched hand, Fan Chuan was embarrassed to reach out, and his hand could pull out the mud.

Sergey also understood, so he went straight to the point, "This is what we have reported in recent days. ”

Fan Chuan read a few pages of newspaper clippings, all of which were reports on the army of satchels, "Haha, it turns out that you have been reporting on us." ”

"You're so popular on the internet."

"Really?" Fan Chuan really didn't know this, so he could only say embarrassedly: "I really don't know." ”

"Can I interview you?"

"Absolutely."

This is the first time Fan Chuan has been interviewed, and he is a little incoherent, "Then where do I need to look?" Where is the camera? ”

"Haha," Sergey waved the voice recorder in his hand, "we are newspapers." ”

"Haha, I see."

"By the way, how did you remember to ride the Urals to Russia," Sergey is very familiar with the Urals, and when he was a child, the Urals were the most important means of transport.

Fan Chuan briefly explained the cause and effect of the incident, and finally said: "But I can tell you that this thing is called a sidecar in our China." ”

"Sidecar?" Sergei knows Chinese, but he is certainly not as good as the Chinese, so he is quite curious.

But what Sergei wants to know most is what he saw along the way, after all, there are very few things on the Internet.

Fan Chuan also has questions and answers to Sergei, and the experience along the way is indeed not easy, especially in the first two days, many people almost couldn't hold on.

"Have you thought about giving up?"

"Never."

"You are great, welcome to Russia."

"Thanks, do you need to leave the contact information?"

"Of course."

Many years later, Fan Chuan and Sergei walked the same path again, but that was for another time.

Bidding farewell to Sergei, Fan Chuan continued to drive forward, and suddenly saw a car with a sidecar going in the wrong direction, and it was Jin Yang.

"Jin Yang, you are sick, retrograde, you think that when you go abroad, the police uncle will not care about you."

Jin Yang said: "There are important people in front! ”

"What important people?"

"Guess."

Fan Chuan hated "you guess" the most, that should be the little girl's mantra, but he still guessed, "The mayor of Yekaterinburg?" ”

Jin Yang laughed, "No, it's Chinese," at this time, he couldn't even look at the collapse, "I love to talk about it, like a teenage girl." ”

Jin Yang was bored with himself, and said in a snort: "Li Guo." ”

"What!"

Fan Chuan and Kuozi can be said to be surprised and happy, they never expected Li Guo to come.

Fan Chuan urged the throttle, "Let it go, let it go." ”

After a while, the two of them saw a banner - welcome to the Chinese army of satires, and one person on both sides of the road pulled one side, Li Guo on one side, and Chen An on the other.

"Director Li, I'm coming," the collapse got off the motorcycle and rushed towards Li Guo, facing a clay figure rushing over, Li Guo was startled at first.

"Stop, stop, stop."

But he didn't care, he wanted to hug Li Guo, Li Guo turned his head and ran, "Mom, monster, Chen An, escort." ”

The big guy laughed.

The man said: "Director Li, the dust and dust mean that we go on the expedition, and those who are clean are all little white faces." ”

"I don't care!"

In the end, Li Guo still gave everyone a hug, the journey of the shoulder army was over, and the journey of the Chinese team had to continue.