Helpless and helpless, Han Chen got out of the car.
After the traffic jam, many people got out. The bus driver kept reminding him that it was not safe to get off, but no one paid attention to him. In this situation, no one knew how long the jam would last, and no one wanted to just sit there.
After getting off the car, Han Chen became even more desperate. The road was jammed with cars, and it was impossible to see the end of the road. With such a scene of cars connected to each other, it would be impossible to walk for a while.
But time, time no longer allows Han Chen to wait!
What should I do? What should I do? Han Chen thought anxiously as he wandered beside the bus, slapping his arms from time to time.
"Young man, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged man. He was about forty years old. He was wearing a suit and looked very formal. Although Han Chen didn't know this man, he had seen him on the bus. He was sitting on the bus.
The seat in front of him.
"It's okay." Han Chen said with some vigilance. Han Chen didn't have much social experience, but after all, he was already a senior in high school, so he still had some defensiveness.
"Arrived to go to Shanghai?" The man was not discouraged.
"Yeah." Han Chen thought for a while and said, there is nothing to hide. Even if the other party is a liar, as long as he doesn't fall for it, it doesn't matter.
"I probably won't be able to go. I've encountered this kind of situation before. The traffic jam on the snowy road is most likely caused by a car accident ahead. And because of the snow, traffic evacuation vehicles can't get through, so the traffic jam may continue."
The middle-aged man said.
"Then, is there nothing we can do?" Han Chen's curiosity was still aroused. It was about whether he could register for the competition in Shanghai now, and he had to pay attention.
"There are ways, but they are not recommended." The middle-aged man suddenly said seriously, "I just saw the traffic sign. From this location, there is only one kilometer left to the next highway exit. It should be closer now.
, if you are really in an emergency, you can walk forward from here, get off the expressway and then think of a solution. Generally speaking, there will be a taxi waiting at the expressway entrance."
"Thank you!" After hearing this, Han Chen's eyes lit up at first, but then he became confused. He was half-convinced by the middle-aged man's words. He was not a fool. The highway exit was right in front of him, so why was there still a traffic jam?
"It's better to go find the driver for verification!" Han Chen thought to himself. Relatively speaking, the trustworthiness of drivers is naturally much greater than that of middle-aged people.
"I don't know what's going on ahead, but less than a kilometer ahead is indeed the exit from the expressway. As for taxis, they are usually available, but I don't know today." The driver replied.
In this way, Han Chen at least confirmed that what the middle-aged man said was correct.
Now he only had two choices left, either stay and wait, or try his luck.
In January outside Shanghai, it had just snowed and the weather was still very cold. Han Chen shook his hands and looked at the endless traffic in front of him. He decided to take a gamble and block his hard work.
Although there is a traffic jam, the distance between cars in the traffic jam on the highway is very large, unlike in the city.
Han Chen passed through the gap between several cars and walked to the emergency response lane.
He didn't tell anyone. He knew that if he did, the driver would definitely not let him go. This wasn't the first time he got out of the car temporarily on this road. For Han Chen, it was also an experience...
It is said to be the emergency lane, but it is actually already full of cars. Generally, when an accident occurs, many cars will occupy the emergency lane.
The reason was simply that there were few cars on this road. They thought they could pass here, but they didn't expect that the highway was already congested and they couldn't pass. I think the delay in the rescue vehicle coming had something to do with their failure to obey traffic rules.
Han Chen wrapped up his clothes and walked on the innermost road. This place was very close to the outermost railing of the highway, and he could see a lot of farmland outside in the distance.
There are still a lot of traffic jams ahead, no less than the Third Ring Road in Beijing during rush hour, or even worse, because no car has moved for a long time.
There were many people walking around, but there were not many people like Han Chen who kept walking forward. At most, everyone just circled around their cars.
Han Chen suppressed the worry in his heart and walked quickly in silence. After a while, he saw the exit of the highway. Neither the driver nor the middle-aged man lied to Han Chen, but what neither of them guessed was: the place where the accident happened.
, right at the exit.
A large truck was lying across there. It probably skidded because it was going too fast and hit the railing, almost blocking the entire exit.
The strange thing is that although the accident occurred here, there are still cars blocked in front.
As he was passing by, Han Chen heard sporadic comments from people around him, and realized that there was a traffic jam in front of him. The big truck wanted to turn off the highway, but the road slipped and hit him. Fortunately, there were no casualties.
With his destination in mind, Han Chen sped up his walking pace and soon came to the big truck.
At this time, people from the traffic had not arrived yet, no one had evacuated yet, and there were some people watching around the truck, all of whom had gotten off their own cars.
Han Chen walked over quietly. He walked to the side of the truck. Seeing that no one was watching him, he quietly walked between the truck and the railing.
The exit of the highway is a spiral downhill road used to slow down the cars coming off the highway.
Han Chen walked along this section of the road. On this road, I don't know whether the snow on the ground had been swept away or had melted. It was basically gone.
"What if there are no taxis then?" Little Orange, who had not spoken for a long time, finally appeared.
"I don't know either. I really don't know this time." Han Chen replied.
After walking for a while, he found that what made him depressed was that Xiao Juzi said something crow's mouth and there was really no taxi waiting at the exit.
"This..." Xiao Juzi was a little depressed. She didn't expect that she could just talk casually and be able to respond.
"Little Orange, do you think I'm really not suitable to compete?" Han Chen asked.
"How could it be!"
"Then tell me, why do problems always happen wherever I go? Trains have problems, cars are stuck in traffic jams, what should I do now?" Han Chen said confused. It takes eight hours to get to Shanghai, which is easier said than done.
But it is so difficult to actually realize it.
There are only sporadic vehicles coming and going at the exit, but where are the taxis?
Do you need kind people to guide you when blocking the road? In this day and age, how can anyone do such a thing?
Han Chen sat down decadently. From such a distance, he could still see that the cars on the highway showed no tendency to move.
He sighed, ready to give up for the first time.
But at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. He took it and unlocked it, and it turned out to be a number he had never seen before.
Han Chen thought for a while and picked it up. As soon as he picked it up, he heard the question on the other side.
"Han Chen?" said the other end, his voice was very deep, he was a middle-aged man.
"Yes, I am." Han Chen replied. Since he called in, there must be something going on, so there is no need to deny it.
"I am your captain, Lao Xia. I wonder if you still remember? I saw on the Internet that you were stranded on the way to the competition. I want to ask, where are you now? I am driving now and will pick you up right away!
"The middle-aged man said eagerly. In helplessness and helplessness, Han Chen got out of the car.
After the traffic jam, many people got out. The bus driver kept reminding him that it was not safe to get off, but no one paid attention to him. In this situation, no one knew how long the jam would last, and no one wanted to just sit there.
After getting off the car, Han Chen became even more desperate. The road was jammed with cars, and it was impossible to see the end of the road. With such a scene of cars connected to each other, it would be impossible to walk for a while.
But time, time no longer allows Han Chen to wait!
What should I do? What should I do? Han Chen thought anxiously as he wandered beside the bus, slapping his arms from time to time.
"Young man, what's wrong?" asked a middle-aged man. He was about forty years old. He was wearing a suit and looked very formal. Although Han Chen didn't know this man, he had seen him on the bus. He was sitting on the bus.
The seat in front of him.
"It's okay." Han Chen said with some vigilance. Han Chen didn't have much social experience, but after all, he was already a senior in high school, so he still had some defensiveness.
"Arrived to go to Shanghai?" The man was not discouraged.
"Yeah." Han Chen thought for a while and said, there is nothing to hide. Even if the other party is a liar, as long as he doesn't fall for it, it doesn't matter.
"I probably won't be able to go. I've encountered this kind of situation before. The traffic jam on the snowy road is most likely caused by a car accident ahead. And because of the snow, traffic evacuation vehicles can't get through, so the traffic jam may continue."
The middle-aged man said.
"Then, is there nothing we can do?" Han Chen's curiosity was still aroused. It was about whether he could register for the competition in Shanghai now, and he had to pay attention.
"There are ways, but they are not recommended." The middle-aged man suddenly said seriously, "I just saw the traffic sign. From this location, there is only one kilometer left to the next highway exit. It should be closer now.
, if you are really in an emergency, you can walk forward from here, get off the expressway and then think of a solution. Generally speaking, there will be a taxi waiting at the expressway entrance."
"Thank you!" After hearing this, Han Chen's eyes lit up at first, but then he became confused. He was half-convinced by the middle-aged man's words. He was not a fool. The highway exit was right in front of him, so why was there still a traffic jam?
"It's better to go find the driver for verification!" Han Chen thought to himself. Relatively speaking, the trustworthiness of drivers is naturally much greater than that of middle-aged people.
"I don't know what's going on ahead, but less than a kilometer ahead is indeed the exit from the expressway. As for taxis, they are usually available, but I don't know today." The driver replied.
In this way, Han Chen at least confirmed that what the middle-aged man said was correct.
Now he only had two choices left, either stay and wait, or try his luck.
In January outside Shanghai, it had just snowed and the weather was still very cold. Han Chen shook his hands and looked at the endless traffic in front of him. He decided to take a gamble and block his hard work.
Although there is a traffic jam, the distance between cars in the traffic jam on the highway is very large, unlike in the city.
Han Chen passed through the gap between several cars and walked to the emergency response lane.
He didn't tell anyone. He knew that if he did, the driver would definitely not let him go. This wasn't the first time he got out of the car temporarily on this road. For Han Chen, it was also an experience...
It is said to be the emergency lane, but it is actually already full of cars. Generally, when an accident occurs, many cars will occupy the emergency lane.
The reason was simply that there were few cars on this road. They thought they could pass here, but they didn't expect that the highway was already congested and they couldn't pass. I think the delay in the rescue vehicle coming had something to do with their failure to obey traffic rules.
Han Chen wrapped up his clothes and walked on the innermost road. This place was very close to the outermost railing of the highway, and he could see a lot of farmland outside in the distance.
There are still a lot of traffic jams ahead, no less than the Third Ring Road in Beijing during rush hour, or even worse, because no car has moved for a long time.
There were many people walking around, but there were not many people like Han Chen who kept walking forward. At most, everyone just circled around their cars.
Han Chen suppressed the worry in his heart and walked quickly in silence. After a while, he saw the exit of the highway. Neither the driver nor the middle-aged man lied to Han Chen, but what neither of them guessed was: the place where the accident happened.
, right at the exit.
A large truck was lying across there. It probably skidded because it was going too fast and hit the railing, almost blocking the entire exit.
The strange thing is that although the accident occurred here, there are still cars blocked in front.
As he was passing by, Han Chen heard sporadic comments from people around him, and realized that there was a traffic jam in front of him. The big truck wanted to turn off the highway, but the road slipped and hit him. Fortunately, there were no casualties.
With his destination in mind, Han Chen sped up his walking pace and soon came to the big truck.
At this time, people from the traffic had not arrived yet, no one had evacuated yet, and there were some people watching around the truck, all of whom had gotten off their own cars.
Han Chen walked over quietly. He walked to the side of the truck. Seeing that no one was watching him, he quietly walked between the truck and the railing.
The exit of the highway is a spiral downhill road used to slow down the cars coming off the highway.
Han Chen walked along this section of the road. On this road, I don't know whether the snow on the ground had been swept away or had melted. It was basically gone.
"What if there are no taxis then?" Little Orange, who had not spoken for a long time, finally appeared.
"I don't know either. I really don't know this time." Han Chen replied.
After walking for a while, he found that what made him depressed was that Xiao Juzi said something crow's mouth and there was really no taxi waiting at the exit.
"This..." Xiao Juzi was a little depressed. She didn't expect that she could just talk casually and be able to respond.
"Little Orange, do you think I'm really not suitable to compete?" Han Chen asked.
"How could it be!"
"Then tell me, why do problems always happen wherever I go? Trains have problems, cars are stuck in traffic jams, what should I do now?" Han Chen said confused. It takes eight hours to get to Shanghai, which is easier said than done.
But it is so difficult to actually realize it.
There are only sporadic vehicles coming and going at the exit, but where are the taxis?
Do you need kind people to guide you when blocking the road? In this day and age, how can anyone do such a thing?
Han Chen sat down decadently. From such a distance, he could still see that the cars on the highway showed no tendency to move.
He sighed, ready to give up for the first time.
But at this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly. He took it and unlocked it, and it turned out to be a number he had never seen before.
Han Chen thought for a while and picked it up. As soon as he picked it up, he heard the question on the other side.
"Han Chen?" said the other end, his voice was very deep, he was a middle-aged man.
"Yes, I am." Han Chen replied. Since he called in, there must be something going on, so there is no need to deny it.
"I am your captain, Lao Xia. I wonder if you still remember? I saw on the Internet that you were stranded on the way to the competition. I want to ask, where are you now? I am driving now and will pick you up right away!