I'm not a drama god

"Is this right here..."

Shen Nan, holding a transparent umbrella, slowly stopped at the door of a hotel.

He looked up at the hotel sign, which was still the old-fashioned sign from more than a decade ago. The mottled neon lights intertwined into four huge characters "Huixian Hotel". Combined with the dark clouds and fog in the mountains, it seemed as if it was really covered with a mysterious veil.

The Arc de Triomphe of the hotel seemed to be broken, and only a glass side door was open. Shen Nan had a strange expression on his face. He confirmed once again that the address was correct, and then entered the hotel from the side.

Under the dim light, the reception hall was decorated in a decent manner. Next to it was a red leather sofa like those in an old-fashioned guesthouse. On the wall behind it was a scrolling screen, which was already the most technologically advanced object in the entire reception hall. The conspicuous red words silently passed by on it:

——Warmly welcome all guests to the Wushan Conference.

The corner of Shen Nan's mouth twitched slightly, "The funding of Bureau 749 is getting tighter every year..."

"Friend Shen Nan."

A voice came from the side.

Shen Nan looked back and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly towards him with a cane, supported by a young man.

"Mr. Xiao?!" Shen Nan's eyes lit up when he saw Xiao Chunping, and he immediately walked forward.

"Mr. Xiao, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you doing recently?"

"Hahaha, I'm old now, and I can't even walk steadily." Xiao Chunping chuckled and gently patted the shoulder of the boy next to her. "Fortunately, the children have grown up and we don't need to worry about them..."

"Yao Qing? You've grown so tall now." Shen Nan carefully looked at the handsome boy and said teasingly, "In my impression, you were still a little kid..."

"...You are the little one." Yao Qing pouted.

Xiao Chunping turned her head and looked at Yao Qing.

"My dear grandson, call someone."

Although Yao Qing was somewhat reluctant, he still spoke obediently, "...Brother Shen."

"Young friend Shen Nan, have you just arrived?" Xiao Chunping asked.

"Yes."

"Haha, the accommodation this time is not as good as our class back then... I don't mind it, but you young people may not be used to it."

"...I can understand that. After all, the conditions in Wushan are limited. It's good to have a place to stay." Shen Nan paused for a moment, "However, I still don't quite understand why we have to settle here this time... Is there anything special about Wushan?"

Xiao Chunping nodded slightly, "I'm not too sure about this... But I think the organizer should have his own purpose."

"Too……"

"By the way, didn't little friend Chen Ling come with you?"

Hearing the name Chen Ling, Shen Nan was startled. He smiled helplessly and said, "No... We just separated two days ago, and he is now wanted by the 749th Bureau, so he can't come to this kind of occasion."

"Brother Shen, have you met Sister Zhiwei?" Yao Qing couldn't help but ask, "How is she doing recently?"

Shen Nan raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly, "What? Are you worried about your sister Zhiwei?"

"You...you tell me quickly!"

"Don't worry, she's fine." Shen Nan patted Yao Qing's shoulder and checked the time. "Mr. Xiao, you guys go shopping first. I'll go put down the luggage."

"Okay, let's talk later."

Shen Nan dragged his suitcase to sign in at the front desk. After checking in, he walked towards his room.

As soon as he opened the door, a smell entered his nose. It seemed that the doors and windows had been closed for too long. The smell of the old hotel was spreading in the small space, making him frown subconsciously...

Shen Nan closed the door, walked straight to the balcony and opened the window.

Shen Nan's room was on the fifth floor. Although it was not high, due to the high terrain of the hotel, he could overlook the town of Wushan... Just as he was breathing in the fresh air, a faint sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums came from the other corner of the town.

Shen Nan looked in that direction and muttered to himself,

"Is this... a lion dance?"

……

Crackling! !

The loud sound of firecrackers spread along the streets of the town. The boys who had been squatting on the floor of the carriage not long ago now stood with their heads held high like roosters. They tied strings of firecrackers with sticks they picked up from somewhere and hung them in front of them to set them off.

The explosion of firecrackers so close to them made it hard to hear the sound. The flying fireworks burned small holes in their neat suits. The pungent white smoke was blown into their noses by the wind, causing them to cough repeatedly. However, they still had smiles on their faces and charged forward like soldiers...

Amidst the rolling fireworks, a nimble shadow of a big red lion emerged!

The lively sounds of drums and gongs came from the speakers in the car. Along with the noisy rhythm, the dancing lion seemed to be weightless and flew between the windowsills of the buildings, sometimes shaking its head and blinking, sometimes opening its mouth and roaring, and sometimes shaking its lifelike hair, which made the children watching on the roadside laugh.

Most people in Wushan Town had never seen a lion dance before. When they heard the noise coming from outside, they all looked over curiously...

"Wow, there's even a lion dance?"

"These days, it's rare to see such a lively wedding reception... Whose girl is getting married?"

"I don't know. I haven't heard of any girl getting married in our town..."

"..."

Firecrackers blasted, and lion dances led the way;

In the mist of fireworks, a black Audi with its double flashes on was riding on the clouds and mist, moving slowly forward.

There were no lines of luxury cars and no red carpet leading the way. In the midst of the billowing fireworks, a dancing red lion was like a nimble god traveling through the mortal world. Its every move attracted the attention of most people, drawing cheers and applause. The convoy tore through the thorns and strode forward towards the destination of happiness and auspiciousness.

"Hey brother, aren't you going to dance the lion dance?" Amid the roar of cannons, a boy holding firecrackers saw Chen Ling still following him and couldn't help asking.

"...I don't know how to dance the lion dance." Chen Ling said truthfully.

"What?!!" The boy's ears were filled with the sound of gunfire and he couldn't hear what Chen Ling said at all.

"I said, I don't know how to dance the lion dance!"

"Ah? Oh... I thought you were with that big brother..."

"..."

Chen Ling did not explain any more, but just followed the crowd in her bright red costume.

The convoy moved forward slowly, and under the gaze of many people, it finally came to a wider road. The lion dance walking in the front seemed to have lost its direction and could only perform in a small area.

Seeing this, Chen Ling turned around and asked:

"Where is the bride's home?"

The boy was stunned, "Brother, we are not going to the bride's house."

"Aren't you going to pick up the bride? How can you do that if you don't go to the bride's house?" Chen Ling's tone was full of confusion.

"We are going to pick up the bride, but not to the bride's home. The bride is not there..."

"Then where is she?"

"there."

The boy raised his hand and pointed to a building at the end of the road… It was the only high-rise building that looked modern in this small town, but when Chen Ling saw the large and flamboyant characters on the building, she suddenly froze in place.

Wushan First People's Hospital.