At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the cafeteria of the provincial team training center, Jiang Sen was eating a snack after training in the afternoon. His schoolbag was placed on the empty seat on the left, and the trolley suitcase was placed beside the table. On the table, there was also a pot of prickly pears.
A senior sister in the team who had already decided to retire at the end of the next National Games sat down next to him reluctantly, reached out to take the pot of prickly pear, looked at Jiang Sen with resentful eyes, and made her voice even more resentful.
This senior sister is one of the rare beautiful girls in the sports team. She is only 22 years old this year. She has long legs, thin waist, fair skin and good looks. I still can't help subconsciously comparing it with Jiang Mengjie, this senior sister only has an appearance of between 0.7-0.8 at best, so I can't agree.
Jiang Sen stuffed the small meat buns into his mouth in two or three mouthfuls, then picked up the bowl, took a spoon, and ate and drank the white fungus and mung bean soup in the bowl in one go. In summer, this thing relieves heat and relieves heat. But in the four years since Jiang Sen was reborn, it was the first time he had it.
This is the benefit of the system
We can always provide you with the most suitable things at the most suitable time.
When Jiang Sen lived alone at home, he never thought of taking care of him like this.
"Let's go, see you by fate." Jiang Sen stood up, wiped his mouth, picked up his schoolbag, carried it behind his back, and stretched out his hand to the senior sister, begging for the prickly pear she held in her hand.
The senior sister shrank the prickly pear into her arms, pouted and said, "Can you give it to me?"
"Not good." Jiang Sen said, "I've been pointing at this thing for a while now."
"Then why don't you take me with you? Isn't it better than raising a prickly pear?"
"Sister, stop joking." Jiang Sen stretched out his long arms and took the prickly pear back from his senior sister.
The senior sister couldn't help saying: "I'm not as good as a plant?"
"It's not your problem." Jiang Sen held the prickly pear in one hand, and then pulled the tow bar of the suitcase, "It's my problem."
"What's your problem?"
"I like men."
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Jiang Sen left just like that, left a sentence that made his senior sister thunder, and strode out of the cafeteria dragging his suitcase.
Half an hour later, at the train station in the provincial capital of Qujiang Province, which had just opened in July this year, Jiang Sen, wearing a mask and hat, followed the crowds of people into the station. In the middle of the summer vacation, there are not too many people from home and abroad to travel here.
Brother Sen, who already has the burden of an idol, is afraid of being recognized by others, so he dresses a little tighter on a hot day. But fortunately, I came all the way by car until I got to the security checkpoint and entered the station. The air conditioner was almost not cut off in the middle, so it was still quite comfortable-but it was unavoidable. Recently, his skin has become more and more white and tender. The photos of "After Acne Removal" have more than 95% overlap, and the next destination is Shanghai, the headquarters of Acne Removal Spirit. I heard that in Shencheng, his "citizenship" is higher than in Dongou City. If he shows up on the road rashly, if he is surrounded by people, he may not be able to leave for a long time.
It would be a waste of social and public resources if the police uncle was recruited for this reason.
Therefore, if you can prevent yourself in advance, it is better to prevent in advance.
But then again, in this case, does he need a small follower like an assistant?
Among other things, it is inconvenient to pass the ticket gate with a potted plant in your hand
Holding a cactus in his hand, Jiang Sen waited in the waiting room for nearly half an hour, and soon the gate opened. When entering the station, it was indeed a little difficult. I stuffed the ticket into the machine in one hand, and held the prickly pear in the other.
It wasn't until ten minutes later that he finally walked into the carriage that he breathed a sigh of relief.
In order to prevent anyone from disturbing him, Jiang Sen specially bought a business seat. After entering, there is a small private room with eight seats, and two of them are double seats. year couple.
When Jiang Sen dragged his suitcase and walked in, the middle-aged couple looked at him curiously.
But Jiang Sen didn't say a word, walked straight to the single seat in front of the middle-aged couple's seat, silently put away the schoolbag and suitcase, sat down, studied the switch of the chair a little, and quickly adjusted it. into a lying flat mode. He took off his hat, covered his face, held the prickly pear, and fell asleep.
? As the first batch of lines in the world to open bullet trains, ?to go abroad. At that time, we will not only build domestically, but also do foreign business together. Your grandson will not be able to get a Ph.D. at all, and I will be almost finished after I get a Ph. D. At that time, your grandson will graduate from elementary school at most, and unfortunately he will not even be able to graduate from elementary school. "
"Why don't you try to say something again!" The middle-aged man was furious, and beat the case. But Jiang Sen is not what he used to be now, he was not afraid of physical conflict at all, and immediately stood up: "What's the matter?! Try it!"
"Hey hey" The middle-aged woman dressed in jewels hurriedly stood up and grabbed the man, "What are you doing? What's the fuss about this?"
"Boy, old man, don't understand bullshit, dare to say that my grandson can't graduate from elementary school"
"Brother, what kind of comprehension ability do you have, I mean it doesn't take that much time."
"Exactly!" The middle-aged woman liked Jiang Sen's exposed eyes, and turned her elbow, "Your daughter is not married yet, where did you get your grandson?"
"You old lady" The middle-aged man turned his head and scolded.
Jiang Sen felt bored, and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, big brother, we'll just wait and see about this matter. After ten years, you can see the situation. If I'm wrong, my son won't be able to graduate from elementary school, that's fine." Bar?"
"Do you want me to wait ten years? After ten years, you can't say that the ashes will be gone. How dare you?"
The more the middle-aged man talked, the more he went too far.
Jiang Sen became a little irritable, frowned slightly, turned around, opened his schoolbag, took out a business card from it, and handed it over.
"Heh! Give me back my business card? How awesome is it?" The middle-aged man took it with a smile, then looked down and saw a long string of titles on it. As he watched, his smile gradually froze.
Director of Dongou City Writers Association, honorary vice chairman of Oucheng District Writers Association, member of Oushun County Youth Federation, chairman of Dongou Ererjun Biopharmaceutical Ecological Development Co., Ltd., member of Oushun County Political Consultative Conference
Johnson? !
Could it be that Johnson?
Holding his business card, he looked up at the tall and strong young man standing beside him.
He kept lowering his head and raising his head, his expression becoming more and more surprised.
Finally, I couldn't help but exclaimed, "Are you that the boy who wrote the book?!"
Hold! What kind of folklore is this? !
"Brother, I am purely handsome, not a handsome guy, can you tell the difference?" Jiang Sen took off the mask.
The middle-aged woman immediately screamed: "Ah! It's you! It's really you! My daughter loves you so much!"
"Sister, calm down, I have to hear this sentence two hundred times a day now"
Jiang Sen was very calm.
The old aunt hurriedly said again: "No! My daughter really likes you, and she even bought your rabbit!"
"Huh?" Jiang Sen was a little confused.
The aunt in front of her asked excitedly, "Binbin! Is your rabbit called Binbin?"
Jiang Sen's expression changed instantly
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