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The empty rail station is a tall building with long hexagonal cross-section columns. It has ten floors and countless empty rails pass through, layered on top of each other, giving it a wonderful sense of plants.

The first floor is the booking hall and rest area. The reason why it is said that it is booking rather than selling tickets is of course because it is free.

My brother, they ordered an electronic receipt on the Internet in advance, and the four kids can take the elevator directly to the platform. The kid Zhang Yingxuan seemed a little more excited. He had never seen an empty rail station before, but he tried very hard to curb his curiosity, but unconsciously jumped behind Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang doesn't recognize the way himself, but fortunately he has a map and a diversion robot. Each floor of the empty rail station is relatively independent, connected by elevators and stairs. On the first floor, you can only hear noisy human voices, radio broadcasts, and background music. When you reach the platform on the second floor, you will hear the roaring traffic when you exit the elevator door. Just rushed into the ears.

Zhang Yingxuan: "Wow!"

He marveled. The technologically-sense air-rail train was like a manta ray swimming in the deep sea, with a cross-section like a tarpaulin, hook-post rails on both sides, a wide and low car body, and a long, slightly convex antenna array on the top.

As long as you sit on the Ping Ning 3rd generation air rail, it is a very new style. It has black body brown glass and golden orange outline lights. It is known as the coolest air rail ever. In fact, it is really cool. It's as if you can travel through time and space by sitting on it.

The car doors were opened to the sides, tired adults and cheerful children got on and off in turn, the crowds separated again, and the car doors closed again. The tinkling sirens sounded in the ears, separating the wind from the sky outside. .

An empty rail car can accommodate nearly 60 people if it is full, but there are still a few people on the empty rail these days. Busy people go to take the capsule subway, and only idlers or people with concerns will be on the empty rail.

Driving out of the empty track, it was like a roller coaster at first, ascending to the track network above the city, avoiding tall buildings.

On both sides of the carriage are long strips of brown artificial leather seats, backed by the window glass, and in the middle are three rows of red cotton textile leather armrest chairs, which separate the spacious corridors on both sides. Behind the seat is the armrest provided to the robot. There is a toilet at the front of the carriage and a hot water room at the back. It is clearly a section of the carriage, but it gives the illusion of a small classroom or a small auditorium.

Smoking is forbidden in the car, food with strong smell is forbidden, the central air conditioner is constant temperature and humidity, and the air freshener is soft and eye-catching orchid fragrance.

When the empty track entered the track network, the broadcast announced that the viewing mode was about to start.

The passengers were a little agitated. They curled their necks and looked towards the windowpane. The four of them were sitting on the back chairs by the window. Now they turned and knelt.

The original brown glass has become a little bit transparent, and you can see the city scenery of the setting sun. The mountainous Jiangnan area. Many hills have been flattened in the process of urbanization. Now from a distance, the curved skyline can be seen. It is not mountains that are foggy, but tall buildings. Under the glorious glaze-like gradual sunset glow, the buildings are silent like short stone monuments, and the outer glass curtain wall will reflect a bit of dumb, golden-red glow suppressed by the night, and the horizon of cirrocumulus clouds in the city There are large shadows on the ground, and the endless stream of streets alternates with light and dark. At this moment, the blunt human creations become gentle and natural.

Su Xiangli sighed softly, "So beautiful..."

Zhang Yingxuan and Qiu Qiongzhu also nodded, their expressions serious and persistent. They are not yet old enough to express their emotions through the scenery, but the human pursuit of beauty is carved in the depths of genes.

Lu Zhengkang lay on the back of his chair, looking at everything in front of him, there was an inexplicable sadness.

He is still in China and in his hometown, but the scenery here is no longer what he is familiar with. He still remembered those green hills that were undulating, continuous, and scattered near and far. They were stubborn and stubborn, crowding people's settlements in mountain valleys and narrow plains. At that time, people were full of respect for the mountains. They were big and beautiful. It's hard to say.

It's really different now, if a northerner is asked to judge such a horizon-a smooth curve-they might just be used to it.

The scenery is like the decoration at home. If you are familiar with it, you can feel a kind of cordial comfort. If you are unfamiliar, it will be like being in a foreign land and having trouble yourself.

Su Xiangli poked Lu Zhengkang's right rib, poking him out of the sadness that hurt the spring and sad autumn.

"Oh! Don't poke me!"

"Bad, are you going to class on Saturday?"

"No." Lu Zhengkang's tone was flat. He signed up for the online class on Sunday afternoon. So there is a day and a half weekend holiday.

"Shall we go to Zhongshan Park then?"

Lu Zhengkang pondered for a moment. There are two types of parks at the end of the century, one is the unnamed park in the community, and the other is the man-made natural scenic area with a name and a surname.

Lu Zhengkang wanted to be idle and idle, "Don't go!"

Su Xiangli's expression collapsed, "Why?"

"I want to stay at home." I am idle, too. Isn't it good to lie on the bed and use my phone for a while?

"Mom said that when you are young, you should learn more, and there will be no time later."

"I said to myself that I should play more on my mobile phone during holidays, and I can't play when I go to school."

The audience in the audience looked thoughtful: It makes sense.

"But I want to go on a picnic~www.readwn.com~Su Xiangli pouting.

Lu Zhengkang: =￣ω￣=If you talk about this, I won’t be sleepy!

"A good picnic, I'll bring people when the time comes, and you will bring food, let's go to the park together!"

Zhang Yingxuan talked and stopped, with a frustrated expression, but Qiu Qiongzhu raised his hands: "I'm coming too! Give me one!"

Su Xiangli waved his hand and said arrogantly, "Come! You can come! Lie down when you are full, it must be very comfortable!"

Lu Zhengkang is too happy and can't get enough to eat at home, so he has to find opportunities to replenish his body.

Modern people basically eat at home. Restaurants have become a kind of social occasion. Only when they talk about official business will they go out. Otherwise, they will arrange meals at home. It doesn't matter if they don't cook themselves. Robots are good cooks.

Lu Zhengkang's appetite is indeed not small. He belongs to the type of rice bucket that eats some and is not hungry, but still eats continuously with energy. At home, his parents control the food quota and never give him excess calorie intake. Have to endure the emptiness that comes from the soul-greedy.

Children's happiness is nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun. Compared to adults, it is much simpler. Lu Zhengkang's favorite thing now is to enjoy food besides digging his brain.

People nowadays are not short of ingredients, what they lack is the spirit of digging out deliciousness. Since there is nothing to eat, it will naturally become something to eat. There are few people who study innovative dishes. There are professional food associations online, but they are very small. Lu Zhengkang plans to try to apply for membership when he is older.

"Oh, you said that the Jiaochun Food Record Association, my mother is an honorary committee member." Student Su narrowed her eyes. At this time, she was like a nap cat.

Lu Zhengkang: Does your mother still accept sons?

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