2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

As he got closer, Yan Muyun gradually saw the person holding the banner clearly.

On the left is a young man who looks not much older than them, about 25,6 years old. He is tall and lean, with a clean appearance. He is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt without patterns and black pants. He is a handsome guy who will be glanced at by many women when he walks on the street.

As for the shortcomings in appearance, I am afraid that the smile at the corner of the mouth looks a bit improper, which makes the first impression a bit "unreliable". To use a popular word from thirty years ago, it looks a bit scummy.

Of course, this so-called shortcoming is also from his perspective as a straight man. Maybe many younger sisters fall into this trap.

However, when Yan Muyun turned his head and looked to the right, his eyes widened slightly uncontrollably.

The young man standing on the right holding a banner and wearing a black short-sleeved shirt of the same style looks exactly like the man on the left, except that he lacks the frivolous smile on his face and looks calmer.

twin?

It's not like Yan Muyun has never seen twins before. The two brothers Han Jinyu and Han Yinzhu from the Menxia City Special Branch Bureau look very similar. When they first met, they were pretending to be frightening. At that time, he was caught off guard and really Got cheated a bit.

But even those two brothers, as long as they get along for a long time, can still tell them apart from some details, and they are far from being as similar as the two people in front of them.

Judging from Yan Muyun's current observation ability, he couldn't find any difference between the two people except their clothes and expressions. They seemed to be carved from the same mold.

"Hello, hello, are you the juniors from Chenjing Academy?" The young man in the white shirt noticed the four people walking this way, and took the initiative to wave hello, with a sincere and eager smile on his face.

Wei Min took a step forward and shook hands with the other party: "Hello, hello, who are you?"

Oh, it seems quite funny that an old man in his fifties is being patted on the shoulder by a young man less than half his age and praising his child.

"Manual transmission..." Changan repeated with a smile, then felt something was wrong, turned his head and widened his eyes: "Manual transmission?"

Everyone put away their luggage and got into the car one after another.

Yan Muyun couldn't help but ask while fastening his seat belt: "This car doesn't have an automatic driving function?"

Yan Muyun also looked over helplessly, but his slightly smiling eyes happened to meet hers.

"Nothing." Ye Buyu shook his head expressionlessly.

After some introductions, the two brothers Changping and Changan put away their banners and walked out with the four of them. On the way, Chang Ping enthusiastically came over to help Ye Buyu carry his luggage, but was declined.

"Just throw it away. People have picked it up anyway. It's useless. There is a trash can over there." Chang An pointed to the trash can next to the parking lot.

"Oh." Wei Min didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Chang'an pressed the key, and the trunk of a black van parked by the flower bed popped open.

"It's not like we haven't encountered this before. Occasionally when there is a shortage of manpower, the college will send interns from juniors and seniors to help. Think about it, students who can go abroad to perform tasks are the best among them. , one or two of them are so crazy that they always feel that they are powerful people, and they are not on the same level as the commissioners of the foreign special bureau in our remote countryside..."

But unfortunately, Yan Muyun learned manual transmission in order to be able to drive both types of cars.

Yan Muyun felt that it would not be good to let Wei Min talk all the time, so he smiled and said, "Of course not. Thank you very much for coming to pick him up at the airport."

After insulting him in a joking manner, Changan seemed to be a little dissatisfied. He even looked back at a few people while driving: "Why, you think my driving skills are not good? Then who of you has an automatic transmission car driving license? I can let you do it." Open it."

A so-called "rich kid" having a manual transmission driving license is probably as outrageous as a college student who grew up in the city having a tractor driving license in 2023.

Wei Min took the opportunity to ask: "Brother Chang'an, what's going on with your banner? How can we be worthy of coming here to guide you?"

While chatting, several people had arrived at the parking lot.

"Of course they won't show it. On the contrary, they actually look quite polite on the surface. But the details in the process of getting along can't be disguised, especially when performing tasks... For example, I , I was once yelled at by them, 'Don't get in the way' or anything like that." Chang'an pointed at his nose and said with a smile, but he didn't seem to care much about it.

The young man in the white shirt was extremely enthusiastic. He held a banner with one hand, held his hand with the other and shook it vigorously. He introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Chang'an, this is my brother Changping, we are all South Vietnamese." The special commissioner of the Northwest Foreign Affairs Bureau was ordered to pick up a few of you at the airport. Our captain heard that you are all students of Chenjing College, so he asked my brother and I to pick you up. We are graduates of the 48th class of the college. Students, I can be considered your seniors, hahaha."

"Haha, they are indeed good and polite children." Chang An laughed and patted him on the shoulder.

When he heard that he was a senior, the smile on Wei Min's face deepened: "Hello, senior, hello, I'm really troubling you. Let me introduce to you, I am Wei Min, and that girl is Ye Buyu... ....”

"There are only two floating vehicles in the team, and we have to keep them to deal with emergencies, so I can only rent a car to pick you up. The conditions are a bit difficult, you don't mind, right?" Changan said, turning the key on his fingertips.

"I have a manual transmission driver's license. Is that okay?" Yan Muyun asked as he stuck his head forward.

He then patted Wei Min on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I thought that the guy who came this time was also the kind of pretentious guy at heart, so I made a banner to tease you. But you are obviously not that kind of person. I'm always very good at judging people, hahaha."

Changping put the banner on his shoulder on the ground and interrupted the chat of several people: "How to deal with this thing?"

Wei Min frowned slightly: "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Changan turned to look at her: "What's wrong?"

In China, it is estimated that only people in their 40s and 50s can hold automatic driving licenses. Just like in 2022 before Yan Muyun fell into a coma, basically only the older generation had manual transmission car driving licenses, and the new generation who learned to drive basically learned to drive with automatic transmission.

His driving skills seemed a little shaky. When he made a big turn on the way, the steering wheel turned a little too hard, and everyone's bodies fell to one side uncontrollably. When he reached the exit of the parking lot, he stepped on the brakes a little too hastily, and everyone leaned forward again.

Although this rented van looks a bit shabby on the outside, the interior space is quite spacious and comfortable.

"Pfft." Ye Buyu, who was standing aside, covered his mouth.

"Hehe." Changan smiled and said nothing, but Changping next to him spoke with a helpless tone: "I'm just joking with you guys. My brother has this kind of personality. He doesn't think ordinary pick-up signs are interesting. He has to go to the city. Just order a banner and bring it over."

"Young master, didn't I tell you this? This is not China. Cars with self-driving functions are high-end products in South Vietnam. There may not be one in 10 of them. Most of them have to be driven by themselves. " Chang'an laughed and responded, obviously regarding Yan Muyun as a child from a privileged family who grew up in a greenhouse and didn't care about the hard work of the outside world.

"But there is actually a reason why I did this." The banner that was too big to get in the way was carried by Chang Ping. Chang An, who was walking aside, shook his fingers leisurely and said, "Our captain just received the instructions from above. , just told us that Chenjing College heard that an elite alien species is about to appear here, so they want to send students over to help us deal with it."

"Sit tight, everyone, it's still a 6-hour drive from here to our branch. And this is not a country. There will be some bumps in some parts of the road after leaving the city, so be mentally prepared." Chang'an said as he started the car. .