Golden Greenery

　　 The flight from Beijing, China to the United States is not an eastward flight across the Pacific Ocean, which is too exaggerated, but all the way north. East Asia and North America are not separated by the Pacific Ocean and by the Arctic Ocean. In other words, in our eyes, the United States is actually north of China.

　　 is different from the impression of most Chinese people. Europe is not west of China. From the geographical point of view, it is more accurate to describe it with ‘northwest direction’. A direct flight from Beijing to Europe basically leaves Inner Mongolia and then Outer Mongolia, and then crosses the vast Russia at an angle. It is almost time to arrive.

　　Take Xi'an and Luoyang, which are basically located in the middle of the north and south of China as an example. The latitudes of these two cities are similar to Tripoli, an African city on the southern coast of the Mediterranean. On the southernmost tip of the European continent, Italy, Milan and Harbin have the same latitude.

However, in addition to the three Scandinavian countries (Sweden, Finland, Norway) that extend into the Arctic Circle, the European continent, including the British Isles, is favored by the Atlantic warm current and wind direction. Winter is definitely not the same latitude as Northeast China and Siberia It's so cold and cruel, it's a lot softer and warmer compared to it.

　　 is blowing west wind in winter, but the treatment is obviously different. The winds of other people sent the warmth and humidity of the ocean to Europe, but our winds brought them all to the depths of the Pacific Ocean, away from the East Asian continent.

The latitude of Hannover (52°22′n) is almost the same as that of Mohe (52°20′n), the northernmost city in China, but in the same November, urinating everywhere in the Mohe should take a stick, knock while urinating, and spit The spit is like wedging nails on the ground. The temperature of -25c is a cold that people in southern China cannot even imagine, but the minimum temperature in Hanover is still above 0c. The municipal sprinkler works as usual, and the surface will not freeze. To secretly calculate vehicles and pedestrians, the nighttime roadside flower beds are still blooming with fragrant Phalaenopsis.

　　The night guard of the Hansover Kissman School of Business, security guard Alexander Barrett, was yawning boredly, and the warm heating in the room was comfortable enough for him to read the literature in his hands. On winter nights, coffee and chocolate obviously match the heating.

It's a little bit late at night. The door of the Kissman School of Business has been closed and the door locked. The side door next to the duty room is also locked. Mr. Barrett only needs to get out of the duty room every two hours. Turned around for a few minutes, before the cold air had penetrated into the plush trench coat, he quickly shrank back to the warm duty room and continued to taste his beloved Bavarian dark chocolate.

　　Mr. Barrett likes his current job very much. He takes two consecutive days off after one night and one day off. Like vacation, the salary and benefits are still high. Although the students here are as proud as a rooster, they are polite on the surface, and they are very good at dealing with them. It is not like the pheasant university who beat the school police guards with blue noses and swelling.

　　Guardian duty is the best position in the security work of Kissman School of Business, at least a lot of leisure than Barrett's colleagues who need to patrol day and night. Mr. Barrett, in his fifties, is getting older. The young security director is very personal. He transferred Barrett, who had worked for thirty years, to duty on duty two years ago.

It's almost time to look at the watch. Barrett stood up, grabbed his trench coat and put on himself, and reluctantly drank two coffees. Then he picked up a four-in-one rubber electric baton that gathered lighting, alarms, electric shocks, and hits. The door of the duty room was pushed open. A cold wind rushed in the face, and Barrett was excited.

　　 Suddenly, ‘cracked and popped! ! …’ Barrett, who had just stepped out of the door, was almost scared by the sound of firecrackers outside the door.

　　 Firecrackers are not uncommon in Hanover. It can be regarded as a ‘cannon city’. The grand International Fireworks Festival is held every year. On weekdays, there is a funeral ceremony. The firecrackers are indispensable. But it was his mother in the middle of the night.

　　 ‘...crackling pop! ! ...Second move! ……move! "Two thousand-sounding Ma Leizi sounded for a while, and Barrett soothed his heart. Who the **** is the **** boy who didn't sleep in the middle of the night and ran to the street to spread the madness!

　　 just calmed down the old heart that was frightened, ‘cracked! ! …’. The firecrackers sounded again, and the sound was even louder. It seemed to ignite two or two thousand sounds together. It was a little further away from the previous location, but it was still near the gate.

　　Mr. Barrett got angry: this group of stink boys is under-adjustment, and it was so noisy in the middle of the night that the neighboring chickens and dogs were restless. Boys, your uncle Barrett is here, Hanover will not have a bear child that I can't teach.

　　He is very professional. First he turned back and closed the telescopic sliding fence leading to the direction of the school. Then he took out the key and opened the access control of the side door. The guard uniform windbreaker on his body gave him great courage, and Barrett walked out of the Kisman School of Business with an electric baton.

　　 ‘...crackling...’. The lights outside the school gate were dim, and the first wave of firecrackers ignited the confetti on the floor. The smell of smoky smoke filled the air. Not far away in the middle of the dark street, the firecrackers were still ringing happily, and the lightning thunder spread far away in the night sky of the silent city.

　　 ‘...second move! ……move! ‘Wait for the four thousand-sounding Ma Leizi to make a complete noise, Mr. Barrett slowly moved towards the smoky circle, and at the same time he screamed angrily: "Who is there? No guns are allowed here late at night!"

　　 No figure~www.readwn.com~ No one responded.

　　 "Come out! I am a senior guard at the Hans-Kiesman Business School, an outstanding staff member of the school in 2001, a top ten civilized model in Hanover’s West City Character Community in 2002, and Alexander Barrett. I have seen you and come out immediately."

　　 A breeze of icy wind swept away the smoke released by the firecrackers, the smoke disappeared, and there was no ghost.

　　 "Ten Streets in Hedong and Hexi, ask who is the father! Come out immediately, otherwise Uncle Barrett will be unhappy!"

　　 remained silent, and the dark streets of the night looked like an entrance to an unknown world. Barrett stopped, he was a little bit weak, and he was not as bold as he was when he was younger, although he was not so bold when he was in his twenties.

　　Barrett didn't dare to go forward, what if some bad guys blacked himself and beat himself up? What do you dare not to do if you are drunk!

Mr. Alexander Barrett is a qualified campus security guard, but he obviously lacks military common sense, and even such an obvious plan to tune away the tiger from the mountain was not even aware of it. He easily left his fortified fortress alone and went to danger. It is really amateur. No wonder he has worked all his life. Security didn't even get a team leader.

Just as Barrett stepped forward and introduced himself with dignity, a thief in black clothes, black hats, black pants, black shoes and black masks, carrying a dark blue backpack, quietly touched the open side door from behind him , One-handed support jumped over the telescopic fence, and his agility was like a soft black cat. The figure of a flower-thief soon disappeared into the deep university campus.