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Long-distance trains are a very boring thing, and the mobile phone cannot be charged. Ruan Si brought two books and a notebook and read and wrote almost all the way. It was extremely hot at night. He turned over and his back was covered in sweat. The signal was intermittent and it took several minutes to send a sentence to Qin Zong. When the train arrived in Xi'an, the dark red city walls along the way were gilded in the setting sun, which looked very solemn. The scenery gradually opens up, and horses occasionally flash by. It is a completely different place from the scenery we have seen in the past.
After thirty-eight hours of waiting, Ruan Si couldn't wait when the train entered Urumqi. He had imagined what Xinjiang looked like countless times, and this time he finally wanted to see the customs of this vast land with his own eyes. When we arrived at the station, it was exactly 20 o'clock Beijing time. The sun was still slanting here, and it was still some time before dark.
Ruan Si covered his body and got out of the car. The green train was passing by, and he followed the crowd out of the station. Various ethnic groups gathered at the exit. The young man who rubbed shoulders with him had deep features and tanned hair. Various voices came to my ears, and Chinese, Kazakh, and Uyghur intertwined into a boiling sea of ??people.
There were many buses stopping at the station. Ruan Si saw at a glance a 1.9-meter handsome ethnic guy holding a sign that read "Seat selection teacher, please come here."
Ruan Si: ""
Ruan Si dragged his suitcase over. The handsome guy looked at him, and he looked at the handsome guy. The two looked at each other in confusion for a few seconds before the handsome guy suddenly realized, "Choose a seat!"
"Call Ruan Si." Ruan Si stretched out his hand and shook his hand officially, "Chen Xiu?"
The other party laughed heartily and took him to the parking place, "I'm not Shen Xiu. My name is Akjiuli. You can just call me Ajiu. Shen Xiu told me that he was only nineteen when he chose a seat. I thought he You¡¯re tricking me! I can¡¯t believe you¡¯re so young.¡±
"I watched your documentary." Ruan Si thanked the other party for pulling his luggage and said, "I thought he was tricking me."
"You're talking about the Guizhou film from last year?" Akjiuli, who has reddish-brown hair and a bit of curly hair, said, "We all thought that film was not that interesting. Now that I have you, I feel confident." Then he knocked on the window of a jeep, "Old repairman! Here comes the seat selection!"
"Yo!" A boy lying on the roof of the car waved this way from the other side, "Hello, teacher! Welcome! I'm Buick!"
A man leaned out of the car window and took off his sunglasses, revealing a very tough face. The man knocked on the car door and said hello, "Welcome to Greater Xinjiang, hello formally, I am Shen Xiu."
"Hello everyone." Ruan Si said, "Please call me Ruan Si."
After putting away the luggage, Ruan Si got into the car and Buick drove. Shen Xiu said from the passenger seat, "I didn't expect you to actually apply for Xinjiang University. What a surprise. Except for local students, there are very few people from Xinjiang who take the exam every year."
"Are you surprised to come here?" Akjiuli laughed on the side, "The old cultivator was very stupid when he first came here. He asked us why we didn't ride horses."
"It's a little different from what I imagined." Ruan Si also smiled and looked out the car window, "Looking forward to more surprises."
The car is leaving the train station and passing the International Bazaar. The buildings are covered with golden round packages, which is very characteristic of the Western Regions. There are many high-rise buildings around, the roads are clean, the sky is blue, and the snow-capped peaks of the Tianshan Mountains can be seen as far as the eye can see.
¡°Our place is hot and dry in summer, cold and dry in winter, and windy in spring and autumn. Online shopping does not come with free shipping, but everything else is pretty good,¡± Akjiuli said.
"Will Urumqi be the starting point then?" Ruan Si asked, "Traveling throughout Xinjiang."
"Preparations have to be done, we will drive by ourselves." Shen Xiu said, "We still have to wait for the holidays. The conference in Xinjiang is beyond your imagination. It takes ten hours to take a train from Urumqi to Yili in the south of the Yangtze River outside the Great Wall. The journey goes through the north and the south. Very long.¡±
There is currently no high-speed rail in Xinjiang, and trains are the most convenient way to connect the north and the south. Ruan Si knew that the territory here was vast and sparsely populated, but he did not expect that it would take ten hours to take a train from one place in the province to another.
"Except for the veteran cultivators, we are all from Xinjiang University. Don't worry about the language. The main language in Xinjiang is standard Mandarin, and every ethnic group can speak it." Akjiuli loves to laugh very much, and his cheerful big man makes people feel very comfortable. He said: " Buick and I are both Kazakhs."
"Is Buick just called Buick?" Ruan Si said, "This name is super cool."
"My full name is Nurlan Buick." Buick showed his white teeth at him from the car mirror, "The guy who carries the camera has a side job."
Register for school and find a dormitory. Ruan Si was the last to arrive. There was only one bunk next to the room for four people. The roommates include a Mongolian, a Manchu, and a Han. Everyone was very enthusiastic, especially after knowing that he came from the interior.
Ruan Si went to take a shower and"What if you won't come back?" "
"Well, I have to go to southern Xinjiang." Ruan Si also answered as if talking about the weather.
Both of them missed each other tightly, but no one mentioned not to go. Ruan Si was actually a little disappointed, but it was for himself rather than Qin Zong. He also wanted to run faster, faster and run. Touching each other with mobile phones every day these days is actually a cruel thing. With plenty of time in college, Ruan Si spent more and more time writing manuscripts. However, the road seemed to have reached a bottleneck. He felt that writing was getting more and more narrow, and he often fell into anxiety.
But he didn¡¯t tell Qin Zong, and the two of them didn¡¯t hang up the phone until about nine o¡¯clock in the evening.
Qin Zong charged his mobile phone and checked the time. He could still finish the questions, but he got up to go to bed.
Shu Xin knocked on the door, "Drink some milk before going to sleep."
"You don't have to wait for me to be too late." Qin Zong thanked him and drank the milk.
Shu Xin held the cup and hesitated for a moment, "Were youjust on the phone with Ruan Si?" After receiving the answer, she said nervously, "you don't want to go to Xinjiang too, do you?"
"Of course I think so," Qin Zong smiled, "But if you want to take the exam, you will definitely take the exam elsewhere Grandpa, did you ask?"
"That's what I want to ask." Shu Xin said, "After all, you still need someone to supervise you, and it's easy to be impulsive when choosing to volunteer."
"I wish your supervision will be successful." Qin Zong sent her out gently, "Good night, Mom."
Shu Xin could not find a breakthrough for Qin Zong to communicate. He seemed to be invulnerable and able to do everything with ease. Just like the phone call with Ruan Si, whenever Shu Xin wants to speak, Qin Zong will keep the distance with a subtle polite attitude. During this year, Shu Xin's focus has changed from homosexuality to whether Qin Zong can truly recognize the role of "parent". However, no matter what she did, Qin Zong seemed to be at a distance.
Shu Xin didn't want to be discouraged, but she didn't realize that something that really angered her was about to come.
Qin Zong entered the classroom on Monday, and all eyes were focused on him. When he arrived at his seat, no one who usually greeted him said a word. Qin Zong noticed the atmosphere until class was approaching and the middle-aged head teacher called him to the office.
"There is indeed something wrong with calling you here." The male teacher looked him up and down, "Qin Zong, are you a little mentally disturbed"
Qin Zong slowly frowned.
The male teacher finished speaking with difficulty, "homosexual."
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