I Just Want To Be A Salted Fish Quietly

early morning.

Lin Xian woke up early, packed up his clothes, put on his shoulder bag and went out.

It's so simple for a man to go out for a trip, just bring a few changes of clothes and a charger and it's done, unlike a girl who packs a lot of bags and wants to move home.

It was not the first time for him to travel, so Lin Guodong and Wang Hongmei were very relieved, and they just told him to be careful.

The Shanghai city is not far from Jiangzhen City, and the high-speed train is only two hours away.

After picking up the ticket and passing through the security check, it didn't take long for the ticket to start.

After finding his location according to the high-speed rail ticket, Lin Xian couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Yan Xiaoman?

What a coincidence, not only were the two of them in the same compartment, but the key seats happened to face each other, and they were both seated by the window.

This kind of face-to-face position in high-speed rail is rare, and generally only appears in the first or last row.

Fate is really wonderful.

Today Yan Xiaoman didn't wear a long skirt, but a white T-shirt with hot pants, showing off her 1.68 meter figure, and her whole person was full of youthful atmosphere.

"Lin Xian? Why are you here?" Seeing him, Yan Xiaoman was obviously taken aback.

After sitting down, Lin Xian smiled and said, "You're so funny, the high-speed rail doesn't belong to your family, why can't I be here?"

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoman had the urge to bite him again.

Glancing at Lin Xian's ticket and finding that he was also going to Shanghai, Yan Xiaoman's eyes flashed with vigilance, and asked, "How do you know I'm going to Shanghai today? Did Weiwei tell you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lin Xian felt puzzled.

Yan Xiaoman snorted softly, thinking she was still pretending.

She remembered telling Lin Xian and the others last month that she would go to Shanghai to play after getting her driver's license, and she only told Li Weiwei about her itinerary.

As a result, I ran into Lin Xian on the high-speed rail today, and the seats of the two were still facing each other.

Yan Xiaoman didn't think it was a coincidence, she felt that Lin Xian must have asked Li Weiwei, and then deliberately bought the same high-speed train with her to create a chance to meet.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoman was secretly proud: I am such a witty little public opinion!

Women like to add drama to themselves and think wildly. Soon she thought, was Lin Xian deliberately creating the encounter at the bus station last time?

His purpose of doing this must be to pursue himself!

Yan Xiaoman looked at Lin Xian pretending to be nonchalant, and secretly began to compare him with other boys.

Well, what Weiwei said is correct, Lin Xian is indeed handsome, and his skin is really fried chicken, why didn't he notice it before?

Although this bastard is always bullying me, but chatting with him is very pleasant...

What if he confessed to himself?

Should it be rejected?

...

Lin Xian obviously didn't know that in just a few seconds, Yan Xiaoman had already conceived a youthful love drama in his mind.

If he knew, he would probably say: Are you thinking of farting?

Lenovo Computer does not invite you to be a spokesperson, it is really blind.

Just when Yan Xiaoman was thinking wildly, there were already more passengers in the carriage, and both of them had passengers sitting beside them.

Next to Lin Xian was a middle-aged uncle. After putting away his backpack, he took out a newspaper and read it intently. And beside Yan Xiaoman is a boy, who looks young, wearing glasses, seems to be a college student.

The moment he saw Yan Xiaoman, the man with glasses couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

I have to say that Yan Xiaoman's appearance is indeed very high, the most important thing is her good temperament, even if she is placed in a magic city full of beautiful women, it is enough to make people amazing.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaoman couldn't help frowning slightly.

She has seen this look too many times, and it makes her very uncomfortable every time.

On the other hand, Lin Xian has clear eyes, which is one of the reasons why Yan Xiaoman doesn't reject him.

However, the man with glasses didn't know it, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation and said, "Hello, beauty."

"Hello."

Yan Xiaoman responded perfunctorily.

"My name is Huang Jiacheng. I'm a sophomore at Shanghai University of Finance and Economics. How about you, beautiful?" the glasses man Huang Jiacheng continued to strike up a conversation.

"Just out of high school."

Yan Xiaoman's expression was a little cold, and he lowered his head to play with his phone after speaking.

Hearing Yan Xiaoman say that he just graduated from high school, Huang Jiacheng was even more excited.

Although the University of Finance and Economics is full of beauties, there are not many high-quality goddesses like Yan Xiaoman. The point is that those goddesses have long been famous and famous, so how could they care about him.

But high school students are different. Girls who have just graduated from the college entrance examination are relatively innocent. Girls at this time are the best to chase.

Huang Jiacheng felt that he had found a treasure. If he didn't make a move at this time, it would be his turn when the other party went to college.

Thinking of this, Huang Jiacheng became more urgent, and hurriedly asked: "You just graduated, which university do you plan to go to?"

Yan Xiaoman replied casually: "Wujiaochang Community Vocational Education Center."

"Wujiaochang Community Vocational Education Center?"

What's the name of this school?

Huang Jiacheng didn't realize it for a while. He heard the name and thought it was a college, so he immediately said: "College is just paying money to fool around, the teacher is not responsible at all, and college degree is useless, it is difficult to find a job after graduation. .”

Hearing this, Lin Xian almost didn't laugh out loud.

This guy is really funny, let's not say that Yan Xiaoman did not study in a junior college, even if it is a junior college, it is not good for you to belittle the other party's school like this.

Boy, pretend not to pretend like that!

On the contrary, the middle-aged uncle beside him put down the newspaper and said with a smile, "Hey, I didn't expect to meet alumni here."

Yan Xiaoman raised her head and said in surprise, "Uncle, are you also from FD University?"

"Um!"

The middle-aged uncle joked: "I'm in the class of 93, so you should call me senior brother, little girl."

FD?

Isn't it Wujiaochang Community Vocational Education Center?

Huang Jiacheng's face suddenly became ugly. He wanted to pretend to be a fool, but he turned into a fool.

Although the University of Finance and Economics is also good, there is really no comparison between a 211 institution and FD, a top ten institution in the country.

After the middle-aged uncle chatted with Yan Xiaoman for a few words, he read the newspaper again.

"What's your name, beauty?"

"Are you traveling to Shanghai? Do you want me to be your tour guide?"

"Can a beautiful woman gain prestige?"

Huang Jiacheng still didn't give up, and continued to have an awkward chat with Yan Xiaoman with a shy face, but he didn't notice that the impatient expression on the other party's face was getting stronger and stronger.

"Om~"

At this moment, Lin Xian felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

I took it out and saw that it was a chat message from Yan Xiaoman: Lin Xian, do me a favor, can you change your seat with me?

Lin Xian looked up, and found that Yan Xiaoman was looking at him for help, obviously annoyed by the man with glasses beside him.

Seeing this, Lin Xian smiled slightly, and stretched out two fingers towards her.

Yan Xiaoman immediately understood what he meant, glared at him angrily, and muttered: "Two favors are two favors, cheapskate!"

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