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Chapter 248

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The train from the city to the province was a cross-provincial green train. Even if it was a sleeper ticket, there was no air conditioning. Although the temperature had dropped in July, sleeping on a narrow bed still required one to open the window of the carriage.

Ye Chien and Principal Chen found their berth number and were about to put their luggage on it when a middle-aged man and woman sleeping on the left and right bunks suddenly stood up. They looked at Principal Chen vigilantly.

"Where are you sleeping? Upper bunk or middle bunk? "The woman asked in an interrogative tone." Have you changed your bed nameplate? This is a bed nameplate. You can't just randomly choose a bed to sleep on. "

When she spoke, her eyes clearly showed that she was on guard against thieves. One had to be vigilant when going out, but she could not use such a rude way to interrogate others like a police officer.

Ye Chien pursed his lips in disgust and said to Principal Chen, "Principal Chen, I don't have a lot of things. You don't have to put them on the luggage rack. Just put them on the bed." He had to let them know that they were guarding against the wrong person.

After she said that, she saw the middle-aged man and woman in the same carriage look at each other. They did not even say a word of apology and went back to sleep in their beds.

After the luggage was put down, Principal Chen was about to sit on a small folding board under the window by the aisle to enjoy the cool air. The middle-aged woman who was lying down sat up and pointed at the window. "Don't open the window, okay? Just leave it open!"

More than ten people got on the train. The first thing most of them did when they got on was to pull up all the windows near the bed and the aisle. Before the train started moving, the people who were sweating from the heat sat on the small folding board by the aisle curtains and waved their fans while complaining about the heat.

Ye Chien looked at the windows on their side. They were pulled down quite low, just enough for the night breeze to blow in.

Principal Chen, who had gestured for Ye Chien to get on the bed, waved his hand disapprovingly. He meant to tell Ye Chien not to take the middle-aged woman's rude behavior to heart. There were always such people when they were out, so there was no need to take it to heart.

Seeing this, Ye Chien could only smile and did not argue with the middle-aged woman.

She also didn't like to pull up the entire window. There were still many things that happened on the train in the 90s. The story that Headmaster Chen told her last time happened in May 1993, on the 3rd/4th international train from Beijing to Moscow.

It was a true story. At the time, the impact on the international community was very bad..........

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When he was young, Headmaster Chen had been to countless places on missions. Now that he had retired, he wanted to live a peaceful and stable life. He did not want to leave the school so easily. As for the oil reserves under the school, he could not leave the school often.

This time................. He left because he had to accompany Ye Chien to the Provincial People's Hall.

... "" Taking the train is quite interesting for us. Last time, twelve of us went from the city to the province. Zhou Liao and the other boys were so excited that they did not sleep the whole night. " Ye Chien, who had already climbed to the middle bunk, poked his head out and chatted with Principal Chen, who was still sitting on the folding plank in the aisle. "It's the first time taking the train. Everyone is quite excited."

A principal and a student. It was easy for people to accept them.

The middle-aged man and woman who were sleeping on the bed unknowingly joined in the conversation. Principal Chen was also a talkative person. Soon, he was chatting with the middle-aged man about everything.

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