"Hello fellow passengers, it's 2:27 p.m. Beijing time now. We're about to arrive at our great capital—Beijing Qianmen Railway Station. Please take your luggage with you when you get off the train. I wish you a pleasant journey..."
Following a long whistle from the train, the announcer's clear voice came from the radio, which meant that the passengers were about to arrive at their destination, the capital.
Su Qingyun closed the book and let out a breath. They had had enough of riding the train for dozens of hours. Even the sleeper berths were uncomfortable, not to mention the people sitting in the hard seats in other carriages. There were even many people without seats who sat directly on the ground. They finally arrived in the capital after such a swaying journey.
She saw Qin Ying looking out the window in a daze and asked, "What's wrong, mother?"
Qin Ying's eyes were filled with astonishment. "I remember that more than ten or twenty years ago, I left from this train station and went to Luoshui Town. I didn't expect that after so many years, this place has changed so much."
Su Qingyun pursed her lips and understood what her mother meant. After so many years away, even the train station had changed, not to mention other places.
After being away for many years, it is normal to feel homesick when you return to your hometown.
"Let's go, mother."
"Okay, let's go." Qin Ying took a deep breath and composed himself.
Ji Yue picked up his luggage.
Zhang Xiaofang had never been on a train for such a long time, and she also looked tired. She picked up her luggage and followed the three people out of the compartment.
Guo Chengyu and the other two were waiting for her. They all came here together, so naturally they had to act together in such a big city like Beijing. What's more, Zhang Xiaofang was a girl, so they had to protect her safety even more.
Zhang Xiaofang turned to look at Su Qingyun and the other two and asked, "Qingyun, are you also going directly to the organizing committee to register?"
"Yes." Su Qingyun nodded.
They were carrying so much luggage, so they must have put it down first before planning to do anything else.
"Then let's go together." Zhang Xiaofang said.
Su Qingyun had no objection.
However, once they got out of the train station, Zhang Xiaofang and the others were confused.
They were completely stunned by the magnificent buildings, wide and clean streets, the brightly dressed people coming and going, and the cars passing by from time to time in the capital compared to their small place.
Is this the capital? It's indeed the capital.
The few people were excited but also reserved, feeling a bit awkward as if they were new to the capital.
"How should we get there?" Zhang Xiaofang looked at the piece of paper with the organizing committee's address in her hand, feeling a little overwhelmed.
The capital is so big, and they are all new here, so they have no idea where to find their place.
Seeing this, Qin Ying said, "Let me see it."
Zhang Xiaofang didn't understand what was going on, but she still handed over the note.
Qin Ying took a look and smiled, "I know the Beijing Youth Cultural Palace. It's in Dongcheng District."
"If I remember correctly, we can get there by taking bus No. 18."
There was a bus stop outside the train station. Several students followed Qin Ying obediently, like chicks following their mother hen.
Qin Ying smiled as soon as she saw the bus stop sign. "It's not Route 18 anymore. It's Route 9."
There was a hint of sigh in her tone, which was another subtle change.
"Let's just wait for the bus." Qin Ying said to the children.
"Okay, Auntie." Several people responded obediently.
Zhang Xiaofang quietly asked Su Qingyun, "Qingyun, why is your mother so familiar with the capital?"
Su Qingyun smiled, "Because my mother is from Beijing. She was one of the first batch of educated youth to go to the countryside, and later she took root there."
"So that's how it is." Zhang Xiaofang's eyes widened as she suddenly realized, "No wonder your mother looks so young, beautiful, and elegant. It turns out it's the Feng Shui of the capital that has nurtured her."
Her longing tone made Su Qingyun laugh. "My mother has lived over there for almost twenty years. Why don't you say that the climate and soil over there are good for people?"
"How can they be the same?" Zhang Xiaofang said exaggeratedly, "This is Beijing, the capital!"
"This is the place closest to the leader!"
Su Qingyun was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized this. Beijing is definitely a place that every Chinese person yearns for. This is not only because it is the capital, but also because there is a great man in this place who is admired by everyone.
?It is extremely exciting to be able to stand under the same sky and breathe the same air with great people.
Su Qingyun smiled. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but she suddenly felt that the air she was breathing was a little different.
"The car is here, let's go."
From a distance, Qin Ying saw the No. 9 bus coming, and she asked several children to get on the bus.
Several people got on the bus, put in their change, and found a seat to sit down.
They looked out the window excitedly, not missing any corner of this morning.
The bus drove through the streets and alleys of the capital, and all the faces appeared before them.
Ancient buildings and trendy clothing collide here, high-rise buildings rise from the ground here, and prosperity comes into being here. This is the place where the old and the new alternate the fastest, and it is also a place of rapid development.
A feeling of pride surged in everyone's hearts. This was their capital!
They actually set foot on the land that so many people dream of but cannot reach in their entire lives. This unreal feeling, mixed with excitement and pride, shocked them even more.
Qin Ying was also watching, but she was watching the changes, the difference between the capital city today and more than ten years ago, its changes and its progress.
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