I just divorced my childhood sweetheart, how come we were reborn together?

"What do you think?" Du Xiao looked at Su Yunxi.

"I listen to this guy, he is my agent now." Su Yunxi leaned on the sofa and smiled.

Du Xiao also nodded: "I have no reason to refuse."

"Then let's discuss what game to play."

...

As the rain gradually stopped, the red sun in the west spread its afterglow.

The sunset was beautiful.

Song Ziwei waved and said: "Prepare for a bonfire barbecue!"

On the open grassland, the staff of the farmhouse had already arranged it.

They provided all the things, and Song Ziwei and his party only needed to be responsible for the barbecue.

Lin Bai and the other two also got up from the sofa and stretched: "That's it, let's try it later."

Du Xiao nodded: "Yeah, Lin Bai, you think very thoughtfully, and your editing skills are so good?"

"Hehe, just practice more." Lin Bai said with a smile.

When we arrived at the grassland, the air after the rain smelled of not only the soil, but also the burning bamboo charcoal.

Zhang Qiang and Song Ziwei were ready to start.

Many people came over to help, but Lin Bai and the other two just wanted to eat.

Grabbing the melon seeds, the three sat on a small stool and chatted with everyone.

When the sun completely set, the surrounding street lights still illuminated the open space.

The huge iron barrel in the middle was also ignited by the firewood in it.

There were only fifteen tourists including Song Ziwei in the whole farmhouse.

Let Zhang Qiang grill the skewers by himself, and Song Ziwei came to the side of the crowd.

"Actually, I have a little selfish reason for calling everyone to the party this time."

Song Ziwei smiled and said, "I'm going to Beijing tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Qiang looked at Song Ziwei from a distance, and laughed while brushing oil on the big squid.

"Zhang Qiang, shut up!"

Song Ziwei turned around and looked at Zhang Qiang unhappily.

"President, you are too nosy, aren't you?" Zhang Qiang continued to smile.

"I'm going to Beijing for an internship tomorrow. I got an internship offer from a well-known magazine."

Song Ziwei's face was reflected by the bonfire at this moment, and the dancing flames illuminated the joy on her face.

You can see that she is very happy.

You can also see that everyone is very happy.

"Sister Ziwei, I will submit my work to you next time!"

"Sister Ziwei, give me a fee of 1,500 yuan."

Listening to everyone's words, Song Ziwei struck while the iron was hot and said: "Xiao Xiao will be the president in the future, and Zhang Qiang will still be the vice president."

Immediately someone teased and said: "Brother Qiang, you are not good enough."

Zhang Qiang retorted: "The vice president is responsible for playing, isn't it good to leave everything to Xiao Xiao?"

"When will you look for a vice president?"

"Wait until next semester, I want to train a new person!" Zhang Qiang said with a smile.

He is going to take the postgraduate entrance examination in his senior year and is not going to work.

Of course, this is also because he is lazy. Song Ziwei is working and preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, which does not delay it.

Before the skewers were served, the sound equipment was also pulled over.

In order to avoid the spiciness of his throat, Su Yunxi had to sing in advance.

"Leave some for me."

Standing up and picking up the microphone, Su Yunxi asked Lin Bai.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it for you even if I don't eat it!"

Looking at Su Yunxi's way of protecting the food, Lin Bai couldn't help laughing.

Song Ziwei also came over: "Yunxi, I'll help you watch it!"

Under the watchful eyes of the other fourteen people and the staff of the farmhouse.

Su Yunxi walked to the simple wooden stage.

Accompanied by the harsh electric sound of the sound, Su Yunxi also tried the microphone.

"What are you singing?" A staff member of the farmhouse cheered.

Su Yunxi looked at everyone: "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet. What do you want to listen to?"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly became lively.

Song Ziwei looked at Lin Bai, and the boy stared at the stage with a smile on his face.

"Yunxi is very confident!"

Listening to Song Ziwei's words, Lin Bai replied: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't sing well."

"Yes, I can see that you are very happy." Song Ziwei said while eating grilled mushrooms.

"My last name is not Hu, my last name is Lin." Lin Bai said with a smile.

At this moment, Zhang Qiang glanced at Su Yunxi and nodded.

Listening to the BGM, Lin Bai laughed immediately: "Fuck, who is a love loser in the summer."

Su Yunxi really wanted to sing.

"In the winter without you, I will always..."

......

Su Yunxi did not imitate Jay Chou's voice, but he had all five tones, and it was unique with a very ordinary trumpet.

"It's snowing in Sydney now."

Du Xiao suddenly sighed and said.

Looking at Du Xiao, Song Ziwei teased: "Why, do you have a girl you like watching the snow in Sydney?"

Du Xiao scratched his head: "No, my friend hasn't gone abroad yet."

"Oh, no, there is one now."

Du Xiao looked at the time: "Lu Yulin has arrived in Neon, right?"

"Almost. She will send us a message when she settles down."

Song Ziwei nodded and said.

......

It takes two and a half hours to fly from Shanghai to Shibuya.

In the VIP lounge of Hongqiao Airport, Lu Yulin looked at the glass partition in the distance.

Outside the partition is the ordinary lounge.

"Yulin, I didn't expect so many people on the plane today!"

Lu's mother sat on the sofa and said with a smile.

This rich first generation from Shanghai, who is in his forties, has spent money on his appearance that ordinary people can't imagine.

But the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes are still added by the years.

It's just that kind of temperament will only thicken with the years.

Lu Yulin just shook his head and said: "This is also a kind of scenery. There will be cultural scenery when there is natural scenery. ”

“As expected of my daughter, she speaks like an artist. Don’t be too stressed when you go to Shibuya this time. Just think of it as a year of fun.”

Mother Lu held Lu Yulin’s hand and said with a kind smile.

Although the whole family was a little surprised that Lu Yulin wanted to drop out of school to study in Neon, they were not surprised.

In fact, the Lu family had long hoped that Lu Yulin would go to the outside world to see it.

“Mom, do you really want to go with me? I don’t need you to accompany me!”

When she was about to board the plane, Lu Yulin couldn’t help but say.

“Okay, I’m not going to see you off. I have an old friend in Neon. Although it’s the opposite of Shibuya, it’s not a big place.”

Touching her face, Mother Lu said with emotion: “The last time I saw this friend of mine, my skin was as tender as yours! "

Sitting in the spacious seat, Lu Yulin took the mineral water handed by the stewardess.

The flight was less than three hours, and Lu Yulin just picked up the earphones and plugged them into her ears.

Billy's new song is still so good, maybe I should go to the United States next time, or maybe I should get a ticket for Billie's concert.

However, when I opened my eyes again, I found that I was already on the other side of the ocean.

Touching the shoulder bag, Lu Yulin realized that he forgot to turn on the flight mode of his mobile phone.

Well, in fact, the Internet can be used normally on the plane now, and it will not have any impact.

Looking at the more than 20 likes in the circle of friends, Lu Yulin was just about to click it.

Seeing the new message in the message list.

That guy will also wish her a pleasant journey!

It's just that the afternoon sun in Shibuya is unusually dazzling and scorching.

"Baby, why are you crying?"

Lu's mother was taking pictures, but suddenly saw Lu Yulin's eyes were red, and immediately leaned in and asked.

"It's okay, maybe I have a little hometown complex! "

Lu Yulin pouted and said with a smile.

Pinching Lu Yulin's face, Lu's mother just smiled at her daughter: "Whether it's your hometown or your old friends, enjoy your new life."

"Yeah!"

She gently crossed out the chat history. The message sent does not mean that you must reply.

Shibuya is a metropolis as prosperous as the Magic City.

But the story here is very different!