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771 Recognized (2/2)

"Sister Ying, no need. I can just sit on an ordinary hard sleeper. Thank you."

Zhang Shanshan is actually not stupid. She couldn't possibly not tell whether the five hundred yuan that Chang Xueying transferred to her was arranged by Yang Qian.

Apart from anything else, Teacher Yang is so busy in Beijing, where does he have time to answer the phone?

Moreover, the time when Chang Xueying transferred money to her should not have been too long after they separated. Maybe she picked up her mobile phone and sent it while waiting for a certain traffic light. There was no time to inform Sister Lan and then Teacher Yang, and then

Transfer money to her.

Obviously, the most likely scenario is that Chang Xueying spent her own money to upgrade her to a soft sleeper box.

I was given a lot more money, and the soft sleeper was actually only an extra two to three hundred yuan...

Thinking of this, Zhang Shanshan's heart was wrapped in a warm current. It was also warm in this cold winter season before the Spring Festival.

"Actually, at this time, if you want to upgrade to a soft sleeper, you can't. The train tickets have already been robbed, and there are no seats. Where can there be a soft sleeper?"

Zhang Shanshan didn't know if there was a soft sleeper, so she just used this excuse to refund Chang Xueying's five hundred yuan.

Just like Chang Xueying said that the five hundred yuan was given by her boss, it was all a white lie...

...

There is a big difference between a hard sleeper and a soft sleeper. As Chang Xueying said, if she were in a soft sleeper, she would not have to worry about having no place to put the TV or that the TV would be stolen.

But because she was in a hard-sleeper carriage, a completely open carriage with three beds on both sides, and suitcases stuffed under the beds, Zhang Shanshan looked at the place and there was no room to put her TV, and she was not at ease.

The TV was placed there and she slept on the middle floor. What if someone walked in at night?

The only option was to move her school bag containing her computer, clothes, and TV onto the bed, but she would not be able to stretch out even when she sat down, let alone lie down to sleep!

"Why don't you check your luggage? There's so much luggage."

There was an experienced aunt on the bed opposite her who gave her some advice.

Zhang Shanshan quickly went to find the conductor.

"You're just checking in your luggage now? The luggage is checked in at the check-in hall. You're already on the bus now. Where can you check in your luggage?"

The train conductor looked at her TV packaging box and frowned.

The items Zhang Shanshan brought were not over the limit, and ordinary trains are more flexible and not as strict as high-speed trains. Others saw that she was bringing valuable household appliances and thought she was worried about damage to the consignment. After going through the security check, she

He also let her get in the car.

However, luggage check-in must be done before boarding the bus. You also need to fill in the consignment form, check and weigh, pack, etc. These can only be handled in the check-in hall.

It’s almost time to drive now. Where can I still have time to go to the shipping hall?

The conductor looked at Zhang Shanshan and saw that she had a slightly green face, and she was labeled "Auntie" on the east side and "Auntie" on the west side. He knew that she was probably a student who was inexperienced in the world and had little experience in taking trains. She did not want to

An old fritter who takes advantage.

"Well, you open the box and I'll check inside."

The train conductor asked her to unpack the box and check it. After confirming that it was an ordinary TV and not a prohibited item, he asked her to take the TV with her.

They passed the dining car and came to the conductor's rest room.

"Put your things here. When you get off the bus at the station tomorrow, if I forget to come and look for you, you have to remember to come and get it from me, okay?"

The conductor wrote down Zhang Shanshan's name, phone number, seat number, and destination information in the notebook.

Not only that, she also used a sticker to put Zhang Shanshan's seat number on the box.

"Thank you, auntie!"

Zhang Shanshan expressed her gratitude to the cold-faced and warm-hearted conductor with great gratitude.

"You're welcome. Go back and drive soon. Pay attention to safety!"

The train conductor did not send Zhang Shanshan back. She had many things to do, and someone kept shouting on the intercom.

By the time Zhang Shanshan returned, their private room was already full. In addition to Zhang Shanshan and the enthusiastic aunt on the opposite bed, there were three men, including young, middle-aged and old, and a young mother with a three- or four-year-old child.

"Have you put your things away?"

Seeing her come back, the enthusiastic aunt asked her.

"I put it away. I can't check it in, but the conductor is very nice and asked me to put it there and pick it up when I get off the train."

Zhang Shanshan said softly.

It was already past eight o'clock, and Zhang Shanshan didn't know if the child wanted to sleep, but seeing him nestled in his mother's arms, Zhang Shanshan felt that she shouldn't be too loud for fear of affecting the child's rest.

"As long as it's done, I told you to go find the conductor!"

The enthusiastic aunt laughed happily.

Zhang Shanshan returned to her bed, and not long after she had made it up, the train left.

She quickly took out her mobile phone, told Chang Xueying, and then sent a WeChat message to Pan Qian.

"Okay, see you after the Spring Festival!"

"No, you have to tell me when you get off the bus and get home."

Chang Xueying replied to two WeChat messages in succession.

Obviously I don’t have a boyfriend, and I’m actually spending such a good time playing with my phone.

"Copy that, you go to bed early and we'll contact you tomorrow."

Pan Qian's reply was also sent.

Zhang Shanshan returned to Jincheng at almost ten o'clock in the evening. It was impossible to rush back to her hometown overnight, so she planned to stay at Pan Qian's house for one night and go back during the day the next day.

As for her grandfather, Zhang Shanshan didn't plan to tell him so early. She could give him a surprise if she returned suddenly.

Just when Zhang Shanshan finished sending the WeChat message and was about to put away her phone, search her bag for headphones and listen to some children's songs, she found a young boy on the bed opposite her, looking at her intently.

what's the situation?

Just when Zhang Shanshan became alert, the other party took the initiative to talk to her.

"Hello, are you Yang Qian, Teacher Yang's student? I saw you at Teacher Yang's concert, and you sang "Mo" so beautifully!"

The young boys were a little excited, feeling like fans seeing their idols.

"Um, it's me. Have you seen Teacher Yang's concert?"

Zhang Shanshan didn't expect to meet fans who recognized her at a glance on the train.

Although this is not the first time, in fact, Zhang Shanshan has not experienced much. Maybe the fans who come to visit Qianyu Media will recognize her more easily, but if Zhang Shanshan is walking on the street, she is not wearing very beautiful makeup. With her makeup, few people would think she is a singer.

Because the temperament is too ordinary!

Zhang Shanshan herself doesn’t think she is a star, she is just a singer and trainee who is not yet popular!

"I have. I have also watched Teacher Yang's live broadcast, but not much. You are also on it!"

The boy found the notebook and wanted her to sign it.

"My handwriting is not very good, please forgive me."

After Zhang Shanshan finished writing, she handed it back, but she was a little embarrassed because her handwriting was indeed average.

Wu Lan once wanted to find someone to give them special training in artistic signatures, but Yang Qian objected.

He doesn't want Zhang Shanshan and the others to cheat when signing autographs for fans. After all, fans don't care about how beautiful your writing is or how charming you are. What they like is the real you!

Of course, Yang Qian also encouraged Zhang Shanshan and the others to practice calligraphy and read more when they have free time.

Read more, your thoughts and temperament will improve, and your writing will become more beautiful and more impressive!

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