Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

The woman finally found the right topic, because the two above were full of books, and at first glance they were educators.

When he opened his mouth, he immediately received a response, "Oh? You mean the top three majors in the newspaper?"

"Yes, yes, our place is close to Yuncheng, and they are all in remote rural areas, but everyone is a seedling of reading." The woman straightened her chest, her face was full of pride, as if the provincial champion was her child. Same.

"Well, I've read the newspaper, and the name seems to be Song Ye." Originally, the two were still interested in chatting, but when they saw the woman's sullen face, her tone became a little colder. One of the men flicked the dust on his trousers. Dao: "It's nothing special. The high school entrance examination is not very difficult. I have read all the papers in the whole country this year. The high school entrance examination papers in Los Angeles are of average difficulty."

After saying this, Song Ye raised his head and glanced at the man, but he didn't see a trace of guilty conscience on his face.

As a student in the third year of junior high school, Song Ye has taken all the exam papers in the country over the years, and every year, the difficulty of the papers in Los Angeles is second only to that of the capital, so a provincial champion in the middle school entrance examination will be dug up by the media.

And now the man in the upper bunk is obviously fooling a woman who doesn't understand the market.

"Really? Listening to what you mean, the two eldest brothers are both teachers?" The woman seemed to understand, but she noticed something.

It happened that this sentence came to the point, and the two people on the upper bunk showed arrogance on their faces, and the man who was talking nonsense just now began to talk loudly, "Hehe, that's right, we are both high school teachers, just transferred from Haicheng to the capital. Schools, the education situation in the whole country, no one knows about us..."

Men talked about the education mechanism and the education of students. Song Ye, who was sitting in the lower bunk, only felt that there was a fly beside her ear and couldn't hear the buzzing. Later, she simply found an earplug to plug it, and the world was quiet.

After a while, the man finally stopped his mouth dry and didn't forget to add a comment at the end, "Song Ye's provincial champions in poor areas and rural areas are mostly honed by hard work. , is basically just talk on paper, if it is not used in life, it will still be useless when it comes to society in the future."

As soon as the voice came here, the conductor happened to pass by here, and when he saw Song Ye standing alone in the corner, he came over and asked, "Children, please show your train ticket."

Song Ye didn't hear the first sentence she shouted. After taking off her earplugs, she raised her eyebrows, "Is something wrong?"

The conductor was dazzled by the delicate little face in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and then asked again softly.

Song Ye took out the train ticket from his pocket and handed it over. Knowing that this kind of routine inspection was often encountered in the carriage, it was not surprising.

"Student ticket, did you bring your student ID?" The conductor glanced at it and continued.

Song Ye took out the little red book in the bag. There are various discounts for train tickets today. Among them, student tickets are the cheapest, and there are often fakes, so student tickets are checked the most strictly.

And when she asked Wang Tiechuan to buy the ticket, the other party picked up the student ticket without thinking.

After taking the student ID card, the conductor nodded with a kind smile on his lips, "Your name is Song Ye, you just graduated from the third grade of junior high, and you go out alone?"

"Well, look around." Song Ye took back the certificate and replied lightly.

"Then you have to be careful and safe." The conductor instructed carefully, and then turned to leave.

Song Ye put away her things, and immediately noticed the burning eyes staring back and forth, up and down. She didn't know that she was wearing earplugs just now, and she was not interested in knowing how the man in the upper bunk was hurting her.

Just as she was about to put on her earplugs again, the woman opposite finally spoke to her, "Hey, you said your name was Song Ye?"

"Yeah." Song Ye responded without saying much.

The woman's eyelids jumped, and she asked again, "Are you a student of Yuncheng's third grade?"

"Yeah." It was still a succinct answer.

But the woman opposite was getting more and more excited, and her body couldn't help straightening up, "Then are you the provincial champion in the newspaper?"

Seeing that her face was about to come up, Song Ye pulled away a little, leaned back on the bed, and admitted generously, "Well."

"Ah! It's really you. I was nagging my relatives in the morning." The woman covered her mouth exaggeratedly and let out a low cry, as if she had seen a star, her face flushed with excitement.

Song Ye didn't know where her enthusiasm came from, so she took the book on the table and pretended to study hard.

The woman retracted her body wisely and smiled embarrassedly, "Hehe, don't disturb your reading, you study really hard."

Song Ye lowered his eyes and knew that the woman was a little rough, but he didn't have a bad heart, but the two intellectuals on the upper bunk were different.

After being shocked that the lower bunk was the provincial champion, they remembered the criticism they had just made, and immediately felt their faces get hot, just like the primary school students who speak ill of people behind their backs.

But after thinking about it, I felt that Song Ye did it on purpose, because she said so much just now, why didn't she come out early, but she chose to reveal her identity after everyone had finished speaking.

This blatantly is just trying to respond to people.

It has to be said that human beings are sometimes imaginative, especially those who are irritated and irritated are often irrational.

The woman just smiled and said nothing, when the man above continued: "Yo, the difference between this provincial champion's report and the real person is really big enough. It's like a big change in the living. You can't tell the truth without looking at it."

"Hey, whether it's true or false is said with one mouth. Who knows, many children nowadays are rebellious, who knows what's going on in their hearts."

"So, teaching and educating people still has a long way to go."

The above two people sang and harmonized, mocking Song Ye's identity fraud, so obvious that even the illiterate women below could hear it.

Just now, she was ridiculed by the two of them. Now that Song Ye was attacked, she couldn't help it, and she shouted up, "It's all gentlemen, just keep your mouth shut, and the children are again. I didn't invite you to mess with you."

What she said was too tactful, and it suddenly stabbed the two of them with a toothache.

One of them pouted, "I said what I said, I didn't say anything, don't take the seat by yourself, the country people are illiterate, really stupid."

"You..." Although the women are weak and don't want to cause trouble, the clay figurines also have a three-part temperament, and they have to reason with them when they stand up.

Before finishing the conversation, I heard a cool and cold voice from the corner, "It is said that Haicheng is surrounded by the sea, and communication is inconvenient. In addition, the weather is extremely hot, and it has not yet developed. Most of the young laborers go out to work. ."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Song Ye who was still flipping through the book, but didn't respond for a while.

But the two above were suddenly furious.