The train departs at eleven o'clock, there are no seats in the waiting hall, and tourists gather in twos and threes to wait for the bus.

About half an hour later, a middle-aged uncle wearing a Mao suit and with good facial features led two young men to greet Teacher Song.

"Old Song, you also brought two students."

"Yo, Lao Zhao, it's a coincidence. The little girl is my student, and the young man is her object."

"What? Object? Your school also allows students to deal with them." Teacher Zhao couldn't believe it.

Teacher Song: "People are in the morning, so they can't be demolished because of school, right?" Li Qiao's object followed better, he was not very proud of a big man with a little girl. "The students in your school are very good, and they passed the test."

"It's not as good as you, you won the first place, so this competition should be fine."

"Who knows?" Teacher Song left room for speech.

He is full of confidence in Li Qiao, but there is no absolute in everything, and he can only make a conclusion after the exam.

"What carriage are you in?" Teacher Zhao said.

「......」

Li Qiao learned through the conversation between the two teachers that the three of them were from the thirteenth middle school, and they were in the same carriage, and even the seat numbers were next to them.

At about 10:40, the announcement notified the ticket checker to enter the station, and several people chatted first to get on the train.

The green train, the seats are connected, and there are not many people in the carriages.

After Li Qiao got into the car, he sat next to Qin Jin, planning to try to climb the Great Wall after the exam.

The students of the thirteenth middle school held the questions chosen by the teacher to study, and Teacher Zhao glanced at Li Qiao and the others who were not far from them: "After two days of competition, your students are still talking about love, don't you criticize and criticize?"

"It's also necessary to relax properly."

"I'm afraid of overrelaxing."

Teacher Song is not worried, Li Qiao is a married person, and if the object is delayed, it will be delayed long ago.

In the evening, the train stopped at the station, and Qin Jin got off the train to prepare a boxed lunch for a few people in the same group.

Teacher Song and Teacher Zhao were busy digging money.

Qin Jin refused to accept it, and immediately talked with the teachers, and the work of eating, found out the general details of the two teachers, and even took out Li Qiao's usual performance from Teacher Song's mouth.

Li Qiao couldn't help but glance at him.

Generous and discerning, he knows how to guide the topic.

If he is the sales champion, there is no doubt.

After eating the box lunch, Qin Jin slept on the table, Li Qiao walked to him and sat down, holding his cheeks to look at his sleeping face.

The eyebrows are sharp, flying diagonally into the temples.

Light and shadow outline his silhouette, adding a bit of wild handsomeness to him.

Li Qiao's mind moved, took out his notebook and pen, and drew his sleeping posture.

Wait until he wakes up.

Hand the notebook to him.

With just a few strokes, the image of the character jumps onto the page.

"How long are my eyelashes?" Qin Jin rolled his eyes up and looked at his eyelashes.

Li Qiao: "A little exaggerated in order to highlight your handsomeness and charm."

"Poof!" Qin Jin smiled, and liked to hear her praise the most: "When will you draw a waking me?"

"That's all you need now."

Qin Jin's sitting posture changed in seconds: "Draw."

Li Qiao pursed his lips and smiled: "It's too unnatural, you can be casual."

Qin Jin intended to relax, Li Qiao couldn't find any feeling, put away the notebook and pen and paper: "Next time."

Qin Jin: "......" has been sitting for a long time, next time? He glanced outward, "It's dark, are you sleepy?"

Li Qiao yawned lightly: "It's okay if you don't say it, I'm really a little sleepy when you say it." She sat next to him again, leaning on his shoulder and sleeping with her eyes closed.

I don't know how long later, a train whistle came to my ears.

After a few moments, the carriage shook violently.

Li Qiao opened his eyes, and after another stop, the figure on the platform moved. "Ah Jin, there are a lot of people on this time, let's go back to our own places."

"Okay." The two returned to Teacher Song hand in hand.

Li Qiao leaned against the window

Household sitting, Qin Jin sandwiched in the middle.

Opposite her were the teachers and students of the thirteenth middle school.

The two students couldn't read the questions and asked Mr. Zhao for advice.

Teacher Zhao thought for a while and asked Teacher Song.

Teacher Song pondered for a moment, but was confused: "I'm also stumped, Li Qiao, can you understand?"

"You can't read it as a teacher, how can I understand it?" Li Qiao said so, but she still took the topic, read it carefully and silently, and after a little thought, she had an entry point, and she said her own way of solving the problem.

There are too many steps.

The classmate opposite said that she couldn't remember, so she simply took out her notebook and calculated.

Soon came up with the answer and handed it to Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao took the book and praised it: "I don't look at the answers, the words are eye-catching, the work is neat like printing, and I am reluctant to deduct points if I am wrong." He carefully read the steps and handed them to the classmates next to him, "That's right." He looked at Li Qiao, a little red. Said sourly: "Old Song, this time you are stable, our family's two estimates are hanging."

Teacher Song was a little surprised: "She usually has a high rate of correct questions."

Teacher Zhao changed his goal: "Young man, are you and Li Qiao classmates, or have you already gone to college?"

Qin Jin was proud and proud in the last second, and in the next second, he was directly sluggish, and a trace of condensation flashed in his eyes, which pot is not opened!

He suddenly regretted coming along.

Isn't it fragrant to stay at home and collect morels for 35 yuan a pound? Can you have forty or fifty incense a month for weaving?

Wander around with your brothers to collect antiques and find treasures for fun.

My daughter-in-law is protected by a teacher and a companion, what can happen?

In order to alleviate Qin Jin's embarrassment, Li Qiao said with a smile: "He is a university in the nest, and he studied the research project of loose land surface plus Poaceae and broad-leaved family."

Qin Jin: "......" Damn! This is not the same as culture, she can come up with such a long string of words when farming.

"What university?" Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment: "What kind of project are you studying? I haven't heard of it."

Li Qiao: "As I just said, the school is not famous, I am so sleepy, I have to rest well and prepare for the exam." She closed her eyes.

Qin Jin also closed his eyes, afraid of being questioned.

Teacher Song suddenly laughed, he knew what Li Qiao's object was doing.

The head of the village is a farmer.

.......

The headlights of the carriage were turned off at about ten o'clock.

The room suddenly became dim, and Qin Jin suddenly opened his eyes.

Reached out and grabbed Li Qiao's shoulder.

Li Qiao leaned into his arms and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Woke up in the middle of the night by a roar.

Qin Jin grabbed a dark-skinned youth.

It turned out that the other party was a thief and stole from him.

Several passengers came forward to say that the money was less.

The thief denied stealing the money, and said that he and Qin Jin were accomplices, and he caught himself only when the two of them did not share the spoils evenly.

"Fuck you! You said Lao Tzu is an accomplice, what is Lao Tzu's name? Evidence of it?"

"We don't say our name in this business, the money has just been robbed by you."

There was a lot of talk.

Teacher Song and Teacher Zhao testified for Qin Jin, they did not know the thief, but the thief insisted on committing the crime separately from Qin Jin.

Li Qiao sighed in his heart.

The thief's tone was so determined, it couldn't be that he stuffed something into Qin Jin's body, right?

She used to watch thieves in movies, and she was trained to have fast hands, but Qin Jin's pockets were deflated.

She quickly touched her pocket, which was empty, and with a glance, she put it in the bag on her lap.

Carrying people on their backs and reaching into the bag to explore, is there really an extra bag of things, is it money? It doesn't seem like all.

She took advantage of the dim surroundings and everyone's attention was focused on the thief and Qin Jin, and secretly threw things under the seat.