My girl group exploded

Chapter 256 New Year's Eve
In the end, Zhou Yiyang and the three girls still didn't attend the wedding of Wang Xingrui's distant relatives.

The appearance fee is too expensive.

After spending a day at Wang Xingrui's hometown, the four of them flew to their respective destinations by plane.

Lin Xuan'er returned to Shencheng, Su Yin returned to Beijing, and Tang Yue flew to Harbin.

Inside the high-speed rail station.

"Brother Yang," Wang Xingrui said in full armor, almost covering her own eyes. "Are you really going to Rongcheng?"

"That's right," Zhou Yiyang smiled: "You don't have to see me off, don't you still want to take a family portrait?"

"The photo studios are closed, and we won't go until the new year." Wang Xingrui stuck out her tongue embarrassingly: "Brother Yang, do you think I'm too soft-hearted?"

"No, I'm an outsider. Just because I get along with you for a day or two, I'm sure I don't know them better than you. As long as you obey your heart, then there's no problem." Zhou Yiyang said with a smile.

Wang Xingrui nodded empathetically: "Thank you Brother Yang, if you didn't help me in the beginning, I might not be able to be the same as I am now."

"You don't need to thank me," Zhou Yiyang looked at Wang Xingrui and smiled, "As long as you protect your voice, you can make more money for me!"

Sure enough, being moved by such a thing can only last for a moment.

When Zhou Yiyang wrapped a scarf to cover his handsome chin, and walked past the security checkpoint with the steps of a gangster in Shanghai, Wang Xingrui remembered that she forgot to ask Zhou Yiyang why he was going to Rongcheng.

Are there his old friends there?

Doubts also appeared in the hearts of the other three girls.

But they chatted for a long time in the wechat group without Zhou Yiyang, but they still couldn't come up with a result, so they chose to give up.

"Do you know?" Tang Yue was lying in the VIP room in the boarding hall, video chatting with her good sisters: "Brother Chen, their crew will not have a holiday this year!"

"No way, you want to film during the Chinese New Year?" Wang Xingrui has already arrived at the wedding scene, surrounded by people who are looking at her curiously. "This is too miserable!"

"Ruirui, there are people behind you!" Lin Xuan'er, who had already arrived in Shencheng, exclaimed in Papa Lin's car.

"Wedding!" Wang Xingrui felt a little complacent in her helplessness.There used to be some relatives who looked down on him, but now one or two respect her in every possible way.Now she can resonate with the sourness of the protagonist of the web novel she loves to read. "They all want to take a photo with my sister. The principal of my middle school has come and said that he wants to hang my photo on the school's honor wall. Hey, what are you talking about!"

"Hey, hello!" Su Yin imitated the delicate tone of the female star of Baodao: "Ruirui, you Jiangzi is really a stinky fart! The female star is amazing!"

"Xiao Xiaosu, are you home too?" Tang Yue had been sitting here for four or five hours.Who made the flights from Shancheng to Harbin much less than Shencheng and Beijing!
"Yeah," Su Yin was still wearing sunglasses: "Just after getting off the plane, my mother asked me to take a taxi by myself. She was drinking tea with some leaders. I was so worried about meeting paparazzi!"

"Your hair," Tang Yue clicked her tongue: "Anyone can recognize it when they look at it. It's a shoot, anyway, you didn't do anything bad. Tell me, this "Legend of Yunlong" hasn't been finished yet, will it be?" We can't hit a schedule!"

"Who knows." Wang Xingrui was so busy there, she had no choice but to hang up the phone: "Call me back on WeChat and say Happy New Year to all uncles and aunts for me!"

As soon as Wang Xingrui left, Su Yin also got into a taxi and was inconvenient to video, and the conversation between the four of them ended here.

The high-speed train from Shancheng to Rongcheng is quite fast, and Zhou Yiyang felt that he had arrived before he fell asleep.

Along the way, all I heard was the big brother in the back seat talking about his life experience.Regardless of whether it is true or not, the story of wandering around the world is always full of mystery and life.

There was a child in the front row who kept crying, but fortunately, the aunt next to him who was playing Douyin blocked the crying.

On the contrary, the little girl sitting next to him has been typing on the computer since she got in the car, as quiet as a cat.

When he got up, the girl called out timidly: "Wait."

"Did you tell me?" Zhou Yiyang admired his hearing ability, and could hear her words amidst the joyful noises around him.

"Well, you, you are Zhou Yiyang." She looked at Zhou Yiyang excitedly and nervously, but her tone was very affirmative.

It was as if the subtext was telling Zhou Yiyang, stop pretending, I've seen through you.

"Yes, it's me." Zhou Yiyang thought for a while, but sat back first.This is to meet his fans?

To be honest, Zhou Yiyang's perception of his fans is very subtle.

His fans are male and female, and the gender distribution is very healthy, which is incomparable to countless fresh meat.

It's just that his male and female fans like to call him husband, and they dream of marrying into a "rich family" all day long, becoming the "boss wife" of Moonlight Girls.

Sometimes what these people say on Weibo makes Zhou Yiyang feel ashamed.

So much so that when he looked at this thin and thin girl, he worried that she was also the type of person who yelled "husband * me" on Weibo.

"Do you want to sign?" Zhou Yiyang originally planned to say so, but felt that it seemed that he really wanted to sign someone's autograph, which was very low.

"Hello, um, happy new year."

After Zhou Yiyang finished speaking, he felt that this opening sentence was like a conversation between two people who were forced by their parents to go on a blind date without calling.

"Pfft." She smiled: "Mr. Zhou, I am a fan of Yue Shao, and I also write about their colleagues in private."

She pointed to her computer, it turned out to be a writer!
"I just want to say thank you to you. Signing them made me find the happiness of chasing stars! Happy New Year to you too!"

She didn't take an autograph with her, so she left quietly.Silence is Zhou Yiyang tonight.

Walking out of the high-speed rail station, I can hear familiar and unfamiliar local accents.

Although to outsiders, the dialect of the entire Sichuan Province is the same.

But for Zhou Yiyang, he can still hear the difference between dialects in various places.

Before crossing over, he was born on this land.

Of course, it wasn't Rongcheng, but an even more unknown small county in an unknown prefecture-level city.

It is a county that cannot be reached by train and can only be reached by bus.

Zhou Yiyang tidied up his clothes, the winter in Rongcheng was not too cold, he even felt that he was about to sweat.

After taking a taxi to the bus station, I finally bought a bus to the county seat.

Crowded with a group of strangers with big bags and small bags in a bus station that is far less bright than the train station, Zhou Yiyang was a little nervous.

He was thinking, if he returned to his hometown, would he be able to find the orphanage he used to live in?

Will there be him in a parallel time and space there?

All the unknowns made him both look forward to and fear.

"Boy, get in the car!"

The uncle next door kindly reminded: "It's so late, we're the only bus."

"Thank you." Zhou Yiyang handed the crumpled ticket from his trouser pocket to the dark-faced ticket inspector.

The seats in the bus are all random. When Zhou Yiyang got on the bus, all he was left with was the seat in the last row.

In the car, there are college students who wear headphones and don’t want to talk to the world, there are young couples hugging each other, there are uncles with snakeskin pockets, and there are aunts who take off their shoes and play music.

The only thing they have in common is a heart that goes home like an arrow!

Everything is so familiar.

If it wasn't for him, he would still be able to see his brand-name suit, and he would suspect that he had put it back on.

It's a two-hour drive, not too long or too short.

It was still the uncle who called him:
"Young man is amazing, you can fall asleep with your eyes open!"

"I'm sorry," Zhou Yiyang got up quickly: "I'm too tired."

The station seemed a bit older than he had imagined.

There are taxis and tricycles coming to pick up passengers at the gate of the station.

Yes, in their county, rickshaws are not extinct.

"Go to the orphanage." Zhou Yiyang got into a taxi that volunteered.

However, the driver did not step on the accelerator, but looked at him with a strange light in his eyes:
"What?"

"Welfare home."

"We've never had any orphanages here!"

Zhou Yiyang got out of the car disheveledly, carrying the latest Chanel bag, standing in front of the busy bus station, looking like an idiot.

"Alright." He laughed to himself: "It seems that there is really no such me in this world."

He heaved a sigh of relief, all he had to do was to live well in this real world.

After booking the best hotel in the county, Zhou Yiyang went to order another table of dishes.

Everything here is carefully observed, and there are subtle differences from his memory.

For example, there are many people selling Yueshao posters on the street.

It's a pity that no one recognized him, and there were still fewer people on the show.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yiyang, like most people in China, sat in front of the TV and watched this year's Spring Festival Gala on time.

The opening show was a duet between Ling Hu, Feng Duoduo and two folk singers, and the atmosphere was quite cheerful.

Zhou Yiyang suspected that this should be the reason why "Legend of Yunlong" was not finished.

"Brother Yang," Tang Yue tagged him in the WeChat group at this time: "Are you watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Yes." Zhou Yiyang thought for a while, took a photo and went over.

"Wow!" Su Yin was very excited, she was lying on the sofa, no, it should be Ye Kongqing's lap.And Ye Kongqing was gently inserting the cut fruit with a toothpick, and handing it to Su Yin's mouth: "Sweet! Brother Yang, you are staying in a hotel!"

"That's right." Zhou Yiyang felt very happy when he heard Su Yin's voice. "What are you all doing at home!"

"Play mahjong!" Wang Xingrui also popped up: "Just after the New Year's Eve dinner, my younger brother has been thinking about winning money from me all day long, and I'm so mad!"

Lin Xuan'er was sitting in front of the TV with a few cousins, and next to her ears was the voice of her mother enlightening her uncle.As expected of a political teacher, he never forgets his old profession. "I was watching TV while scrolling Weibo, and they all asked me why I didn't go to the Spring Festival Gala! I thought about it, we went to the Spring Festival Gala, I'm afraid we will be complained all the time!"

"If we have a chance, let's have a dream!" Zhou Yiyang said cheerfully, "With me here, who would complain about you!"

(End of this chapter)