Entertainment: Opening confession to all the female students in the class

A gorgeous bus stops at the downtown station of Nanpu City.

Chen Donglai got out of the car with a salute.

Looking at the old streets and the station without vending machines, he stopped immediately and thought about the route home.

Nanpu City belongs to Fujian Province and has no airport.

He got off the plane at the airport in Fumin City, the provincial capital, and then took a bus back.

After thinking for a long time, I roughly planned the steps to go back.

He waited on the side of the road for a long time before he stopped an old taxi.

Yes, Nanpu, a small city on the [-]th line, has not yet popularized online car-hailing.

The taxi that was finally hailed, but when he heard that it was going to the outskirts of the county, he waved his hand and hit the gas pedal and left.

I waited helplessly for a while, and stopped several taxis one after another, all without exception.

I don't even want to take him as a passenger.

This is no wonder the driver.

Since ancient times, Nanpu has said that there are eighteen villages in one county.

As the name suggests, there are many villages in a county, and the roads between each village are not easy to walk.

Although concrete roads have been basically paved over the years, there are still many rough places.

Of course, the most important thing is that the roads in these villages are connected with twists and turns.

Once this taxi gets in, there will definitely be no repeat customers, and it will probably take a long time to get out of the taxi.

After waiting for a while, I stopped a taxi again.

This time, Chen Donglai directly used his ability to withdraw money and took out two big red roosters.

The taxi driver glanced twice before reluctantly agreeing.

"Young man, it's agreed, only pull it to the main road of Huangshi County, and don't enter the village!"

"Ok!"

Chen Donglai had no choice but to agree to the driver's request.

The taxi goes to the county seat.

Chen Donglai sat in the back seat somewhat cautiously, covering his nose.

The car is rattling and vibrating.

The important thing is that the seats are still dirty.

There was a pungent smell of smoke in the air inside the car.

It doesn't feel like a product of this era.

What broke Chen Donglai even more was the song played in the car.

"I want a life in full bloom"

"It's like flying in the vast sky"

"It's like..."

"Life in Bloom" seems to be a little more wild with the blessing of the old stereo in the car.

However, listening to this in Chen Donglai's ears, it made him feel suspicious of life.

"Master, do you also listen to "Life in Bloom"?"

Chen Donglai hesitated for a moment before asking.

"You mean the song I played?"

The middle-aged driver asked subconsciously.

"Yes, do you know who sang this song?" Chen Donglai continued to ask.

In his impression, the older generation of Nanpu people basically don't follow stars.

"I don't know, this song was made by my nephew two days ago when he came back from vacation to fix it in the car. I thought it sounded good, so I played it casually!" The driver said with a grin.

Chen Donglai nodded.

This is in line with his understanding of Nanpu people.

The taxi stopped on the streets of the county town.

Chen Donglai pulled the suitcase and walked home according to the route he remembered.

Fortunately, the village where he lived was not too far from the county road.

It only takes about 15 minutes to walk.

15 minute later.

Chen Donglai looked at the road in ruins, and his expression froze for a moment.

He tried to remember.

That's the way to go home.

But why is the whole village gone?

Chen Donglai confirmed it repeatedly.

The way is this way.

There is nothing wrong with the fields behind the village!

Even the Mulan River in the distance can be seen!
In this situation... Could it be that he took the wrong way just now and came to the next village?

But how long has he been walking, why is the next door village in ruins?
Just when Chen Donglai doubted himself.

He saw the familiar big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and there was only a stump left. He was stunned for a moment, and realized that this matter seemed not as simple as he thought.

Just when he was going to call his elder sister.

A pickup truck not far away is driving slowly from the track and field path.

This pickup truck has been modified with an off-road style, and there are drums, guitars and other musical instruments in the trunk of the car.

"Chen Donglai, it's really you!"

On the back of the pickup truck, a fat man holding a guitar greeted him.

Chen Donglai was taken aback for a moment.

Memories kept flashing in my mind.

This guy... is his neighbor and high school classmate.

"Pu Ziang!"

Chen Donglai said subconsciously.

"Oh, our big star still remembers me, how rare!"

The fat man said with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Chen Donglai asked subconsciously.

"Didn't I join the music club in college, and I'm here to record the MV with some classmates during the holiday!" Pu Ziang said with a smile.

"Oh, what's going on with this village?"

Chen Donglai asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Don't you know?" Pu Ziang looked at Chen Donglai in surprise.

"Know what?" Chen Donglai was taken aback for a moment.

"It's a long story, let's get in the car and talk!"

……

Pickup trucks drive on the streets of Huangshi County.

Chen Donglai sat in the back compartment with a complicated expression on his face.

His house was demolished half a month ago!
This should have been good news.

But he was not happy.

Because he didn't know anything about the house demolition.

He had some doubts about whether he was his own.

"Brother Chen, you are so hot right now, can we take a photo together!"

"Brother Donglai, can you sign me on the guitar!"

"Several of my classmates like your songs very much!"

……

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

Pu Ziang's classmates didn't feel Chen Donglai's sadness, and they took a photo with Chen Donglai one by one happily.

And Pu Ziang, who is Chen Donglai's classmate, is even more proud of himself at this moment.

Enjoying the admiration from classmates.

Obviously, for their hobby band, Chen Donglai, an already famous singer, is no different from an idol among idols.

Chen Donglai fulfilled their wishes.

The pickup truck was parked in the resettlement area.

"Donglai, your family lives upstairs from mine, come up with us!"

"it is good!"

Chen Donglai followed Pu Ziang and found his home.

He took a deep breath.

Comforting myself, my parents should have just demolished, so I forgot to notify myself.

Ring the doorbell.

No one opened it.

Pressed it again, still no one.

He looked at the closed door and finally chose to call his elder sister.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later!"

……

After dialing three times in a row, it was the same mechanical reply.

He gritted his teeth and dialed the number of his father in his memory.

"The number you dialed is down..."

Dumbfounded, Chen Donglai called his mother again.

The familiar stop sound.

None of the three calls got through.

For some reason, the door of the house is right in front of me, but it feels very far away inexplicably.

Did Lao Chen give birth to three children?
Is the third child also a son?

So I don't want it anymore, right?

He squatted at the door, looking at his phone, and fell into deep doubt.