Where is Line 1?

That is where Li Shihan works.

Zhou Kun stood next to the entrance with his eyes narrowed and stared at Fan Xiaomei. Could this girl have brought me here on purpose? Or did she make an appointment with Li Shihan to meet here, and when I appeared, the two of them jointly dealt with me.

No, no, I used my brain too much last night and started a war today.

Thinking of this, Zhou Kun turned around and was about to walk back.

Fan Xiaomei grabbed his arm and said, "What are you doing?" asked in confusion.

"I suddenly thought that our water heater was not turned off, so I would accompany you to deal with the spare tire tomorrow." Zhou Kun found a reason to escape. This action made Monk Fan Xiaomei confused.

"Brother, can you find a good reason if you don't want to go? Do we have a heater at home?"

"Ah? No? What kind of bathing do you use on weekdays?"

“That’s natural gas.”

"Oh, natural gas is even worse. It's too dangerous. I'm going to go back and close it."

Fan Xiaomei grabbed Zhou Kun's collar and stared at him angrily: "Zhou Kun, your brain is not started? The natural gas stove will not be boiled. Can you stop making trouble for me? Do you think I just ask you for this little? Why do you suddenly leave?" She didn't know that this is where Li Shihan works.

"Is Brother Xiaomei like that? I came out in a hurry today and didn't even clean up. If I saw that big brother, I'm afraid I would be embarrassed. At least you asked me to dress up, right? We must have this momentum."

"Hahaha, brother, you really think about me, but you're so good. No matter how you dress up, you can't compare to others. Let's go and leave me alone, I don't want to be late."

Zhou Kun was dragged into the subway station after rushing to the shelves and was dragged into the subway station. After passing the security check, he came to the platform of Line 1.

It happened that the two of them were standing at the top of the head, either at the rear of the subway or at the front of the subway. Zhou Kun glanced at the screen hanging on one side to indicate the direction of the subway running. After confirming that this was the rear of the car, he let out a deep breath. It seems that I was thinking too much, and this girl may not know Li Shihan's work unit at all.

The subway was coming with the wind, and the speed was very fast. Zhou Kun didn't even see who was driving this subway.

Didi!

As the red lights on the car doors flashed slowly, Fan Xiaomei and Zhou Kun rushed into the carriage with the crowd. Thanks to the fact that it is not the rush hour now, there are not so many people.

"Brother, do you know what to say later?" Fan Xiaomei asked with some concern.

Zhou Kun patted his chest: "Pack to my brother, today Gaoxiao will remove the spare tire for you." He answered confidently.

Fan Xiaomei nodded with a smile.

Zhou Kun sat on the subway with bored eyes starting to swim around the crowd.

Everyone stood there with expressionless faces as if they had lost their souls. Most of them were looking down at their mobile phones to watch videos. There were also one or two people placing their laptops on their legs and constantly typing on the keyboard, looking like they were working.

Just as he was observing back and forth in the crowd, a man in hip-hop came towards him: "Hello Miss."

Fan Xiaomei glanced at him with a squint, held Zhou Kun's arm directly, leaned her head against his shoulder, and expressed her attitude with her own actions.

Seeing this, the hip-hop man snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Zhou Kun stopped him.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting, I just like to hum, is there any problem?"

"Yes, it's very problematic. You can hum at home, in bed, and in the toilet, but why is it hum in front of me?" Zhou Kun is not a really weak person. He is more serious about some things than anyone else, such as this hum full of provocativeness.

"Hahaha, I find you really interesting. This is a public place. I hum if I want to. You are so careless." The hip-hop man said to him disdainfully.

"Silly."

"You scold me?" the hip-hop man pointed at himself and questioned.

Zhou Kun shrugged his shoulders and said, "I didn't say anything to scold you. This is a public place. I can say whatever I want. Don't be so lenient." He also treats the person with his own way.

Fan Xiaomei, who was standing beside her, was afraid that the two of them would fight, so she hurriedly pulled Zhou Kun's clothes with her hands: "Don't mess around." She whispered in his ear.

"Brother, have you eaten too much natural gas in the morning? Am I just snorting here? As for?"

"As for it? Remove the word "Do" for me. You came here early in the morning. Hello, lady, I'm just talking clearly in the future."

"I'm going to get a chat with you. I'm most annoying to you guys who are so fond of you when you see a beautiful girl." The guy who watched the show successfully turned his finger on himself.

The hip-hop man walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother, where did you come out again? What does this have to do with you?" His tone was filled with gunpowder, and he said, "Hello, how come your sister is trying to target me one by one."

"What? Aren't you annoying enough? How about your girlfriend being picked up like this? Oh, by the way, obviously you don't have a girlfriend."

Zhou Kun silently gave a thumbs up to the man with glasses who had come out from the way, "Awesome, buddy, you are better than me."

"Are you?\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n"

"Is it okay? I'm so kind of me? I'm going to keep my mouth shut and take my mother with me. Are you tired? Isn't it good to go back and be filial to her with this skill?"

"Fuck.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\n"

"Do you know other words? Now it is a civilized society. This is a public place to ask for civilized words. If you don't know how to scold people, don't talk. It's so embarrassing to see so many people watching you." After saying that, the man in glasses sat back to his position, lowered his head and continued to fiddling with his notebook.

The hip-hop man was so angry that his chest was bulging, and his face was flushed.

I guess I am regretting at this moment.

Seeing that the war had ended, Zhou Kun spread Fan Xiaomei's hand with his hands, stood up and walked towards the man in glasses: "Brother, can you meet me?" He asked with his hand out.

The man with glasses glanced at Zhou Kun, pushed his glasses upwards with his hand, reached out and shook them with him: "There is no benefit to know me." He said half-jokingly.

"You can't say that. My name is Zhou Kun's full-time author."

"Hahaha, the author? Is it the author who makes up every day?" The man in glasses spoke so viciously.

Zhou Kun laughed with him: "Haha, that's right, but compared to making up, I prefer to discover fun in life."

"My name is Wang Tao, a bald programmer."
Chapter completed!