The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 95

Brother Huzi reported the progress of the work in [-].

Wang Tianyang was overjoyed when he heard that.

"Okay! Brother Huzi, I'm getting more proficient!"

"Money is a small problem, tell me how much you need, and I will call you directly."

All things are progressing steadily.

It is expected that within a week, the new video will be launched smoothly, and the gift box of peach products will also be sent to fans.

At that time, all doubts will be self-defeating.

After listening to the report, Wang Tianyang was instantly relieved, and pushed the motorcycle out:

"Then keep busy. I'll pick up Niuniu from school. When I'm done with work, I'll give you and my uncle a big red envelope."

While often wearing a hard hat on his head, he turned his head:
"By the way, I'm going to shoot a new video in the next two days, and I plan to ask Niuniu and her classmates to help. There should be no problem here, right?"

Out of politeness, Wang Tianyang greeted Brother Huzi.

Anyway, to invite Niuniu to be an actress, you still have to seek the consent of your parents.

Of course, Wang Hu had nothing wrong with him, he was just showing off, as if Tianyang was playing with Niu Niu.

He himself has been in the mirror, so there is nothing to disagree with.

Seeing Wang Hu nodding, Wang Tianyang waved his hand and started the motorcycle:

"Okay, then I'll go there first, you can be busy."

With that said, he twisted the handlebar of the car, increased his horsepower and sped away.

The motorcycle made a roaring sound, kicked up bursts of dust, and was on the road soon.

Walking on the country road, Wang Tianyang passed tree shadows one after another, feeling wanton in his heart.

Riding alone, riding fast.

The oncoming gust of wind lifted his shirt behind him.

On the horizon in the distance, a few small sparrows flew past the electric poles.

In the small pond by the side of the road, there was a thin layer of floating water. The roaring movement of the motorcycle disturbed the fish and shrimp hidden under the floating water. They swung their tails to hide and splashed a few small water splashes.

Fields, villages, small ponds and various colors complement each other.

This color is not man-made, it is nature's best palette.

They are not as dazzling as the neon lights in the city, which make people feel excited and excited.

On the contrary, it will make people quiet and intoxicated slowly.

The surrounding scenery made Wang Tianyang feel relaxed and happy, and many pictures appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of what Old Hu said, the main reviewer of UP.

How could he be out of inspiration?

As long as he is in the countryside, he will always have a lot of feelings and thoughts.

He can personally feel the joy of the countryside, and he is extremely satisfied with such a life in his heart.

"The house is in a human environment, and there is no chariot."

"Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemum, you can see Nanshan leisurely."

"The mountains are beautiful every day and evening, and the birds will meet each other."

The leisurely and comfortable portrayed in this kind of poem really exists in the countryside.

This is the life that many people yearn for, it is very simple, but also very beautiful.

Wang Tianyang knew that he only needed to do this well.

That is to let the audience realize the beauty of this kind of sentimental landscape and self-satisfaction.

Regarding this point, he has countless words to tell people, and there are countless things he wants to do.

Here is his passion, here is his ambition, and here is his ideal.

How could it be possible for him to run out of inspiration and exhaust his talents?
Wang Tianyang thought about it wantonly, and soon came to the school gate.

At this time, it was not yet 4:40, and it was still a little short of school time.

He parked his motorcycle at the gate of the school and waited while playing with his mobile phone.

At the gate of the school, Wang Tianyang was alone.

Children in rural areas are not so particular about studying, and basically go to and from school by themselves, with no one to pick them up.

But Niu Niu came back from the city and was not familiar with the way, and there were no older children in the village to take her with her.

Let her go to school as a little girl, and the family members are not at ease.

Since he and Brother Huzi are both at home, they naturally have to pick them up.

Wang Tianyang didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

While swiping his phone, he glanced at the guard room next to the school gate from the corner of his eye.

In the guard room, an elderly man stretched his neck and looked at him from time to time.

This is the security guard of the school. Wang Tianyang was there when he was studying.

At that time they were naughty and always called him old man.

He is not angry, he is always cheerful, and occasionally buys them snacks.

"Uncle Zhang."

Now that Wang Tianyang has grown up, he naturally won't be as big or small as he was when he was a child.

Seeing that Uncle Zhang was looking around, he took the initiative to say hello.

"Oh, I said, why do you look so familiar to me? You used to study in our elementary school, didn't you?"

Uncle Zhang is estimated to be seven or eighty years old now, and he looks old.

At such an old age, he has not retired yet.

Just as Wang Tianyang was thinking wildly, old Zhangtou's cloudy eyes suddenly emitted a few rays of light:

"You are Wang Tianyang. Your nickname is Zizai, right?"

Wang Tianyang was extremely surprised.

It must have been more than ten years since he graduated from primary school.

Uncle Zhang can still recognize himself?

"Uncle Zhang, you have a good memory! Do you remember all the students in our school?"

Wang Tianyang looked at Uncle Zhang, very surprised.

"I don't have such a good memory."

The old Zhangtou shook his head cheerfully:
"But those of you who have studied well, I remember them all. In your class, there were several good seedlings. I remember Liu Hao from class three, Wang Tianyang from class one, and Li Qiushui from class two."

With that said, he looked at Wang Tianyang's motorcycle:
"I didn't expect you to come back. Are you here to pick up the child?"

Wang Tianyang nodded:
"Yeah, pick up my niece, she just came back from a school transfer in the city."

Seeing Lao Zhangtou recalling the past with a sad face, Wang Tianyang's heart moved, and he started talking with him.

Through the old Zhangtou's perspective, the carefree childhood experience came alive again in his heart.

He didn't know how long it had passed, but a familiar ringtone suddenly came to his ears.

It was the school bell that he had heard countless times before.

Every time he heard the bell, he and his friends in the village would cheer and pack up their things and rush out of the school.

While recalling the past, Wang Tianyang suddenly saw a group of students rushing out of the teaching building.

One of the little boys threw his schoolbag high, still shouting happily:

"School is over!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Tianyang couldn't help laughing.

It seems that no matter how long it has passed, school is still a happy thing for children.

"There are far fewer students now than before."

In the teaching building, after the first batch of students rushed out, it became sparse and deserted.

It's so embarrassing to watch.

"Yes, the number of students has been decreasing in recent years. I reckon that our school will not be able to survive in another year."

"I, I also know in my heart that I am standing on the last shift now."

"So no matter what, I have to finish this last shift."

The old Zhangtou looked at the immature students through the window of the guard room, with a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)