The Pentium Era - South to North

The two girls at the front desk gathered together. They thought they heard wrongly and looked at Zhang Chen in surprise. Zhang Chen repeated, "Give me a room."

One of the girls picked up Zhang Chen's ID card and asked innocently: "Mr. Zhang, do you want a mountain view room or a sea view room?"

Zhang Chen said that the sea view room can see the beach in front.

What else did the girl want to ask? Before she could speak, Zhang Chen saw a price list made of plexiglass with black background and white characters hanging on the wall inside the front desk. The bottom item on the price list was a sea view suite. Zhang Chen told them :

"Give me a suite with an ocean view."

The two girls seemed to be frightened. After a while, one of them woke up and said, "Miss Jin and the others have an negotiated price with our hotel, and we will give you the negotiated price."

Zhang Chen did not comment. He immersed himself in filling out the accommodation form, handed it in, and then took out a deposit of 1,500 yuan from his wallet and handed it in.

Zhang Chen took the key tag and room card and turned around to leave when a girl asked: "Mr. Zhang, when Miss Jin comes back, should I tell her your room number?"

"No, thank you!" Zhang Chen said without looking back.

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One wall of the living room facing the beach outside was covered with floor-to-ceiling glass. After Zhang Chen took a shower, he turned off the lights in the living room and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass in his nightgown.

He saw a bonfire on the beach not far below, and the fire illuminated the surrounding area.

There was a barbecue grill next to the bonfire. Li Yong stood there and barbecued. They could not hear their voices from here, but Zhang Chen could see that Liu Ligan was still singing "Hey Hey Hey Hey" because he was singing around the bonfire. , doing the movements of a Volga tracker, almost touching the ground with both hands and feet at the same time.

Ever since the year before last, Zhang Chen had shown Repin's oil painting "Volga Trackers" to Liu Ligan, Liu Ligan had a sense of the image when he sang "Hey Hey Hey". As long as the venue allowed, he was singing "Hey Hey" When he yells, he will definitely imitate the appearance of those trackers in the oil paintings.

Liu Ligan, the tracker, was going around and around, and the other people were laughing. From Zhang Chen's point of view, he was not so much pulling the rope, but more vividly wrapping the rope around the rice dumplings. He enveloped the bonfire and the circle of people around it.

Further away, one can see layers of waves, one by one rising onto the beach under the starlight, and then disappearing. At that time, it was pitch black around the Dadonghai Sea, and even the construction sites Zhang Chen and the others had gone to were off work. Now, when it's dark on the ground, the stars in the sky look huge and bright, always looking like they'll fall down at any time.

On the empty beach, the bonfire was extremely bright. After a while, Liu Ligan finally stopped spinning in circles and sat down next to Liu Yun. Zhang Chen saw that when Liu Ligan sat down , Liu Yun didn't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, her body fell towards him, the two people touched shoulders, and then separated.

Liu Li pointed his finger at Xiao Wu and said something to everyone, and everyone applauded.

Xiao Wu stood up, walked two meters away from the bonfire, lifted up his pants as a habit, and then jumped on the spot like a puppet on strings, doing a hollow somersault. Everyone applauded, and even Li Yong also held barbecue tongs in one hand and patted his forearm holding the tongs with the other hand.

Xiao Wu snapped again, and everyone not only clapped their hands, but also cheered.

Liu Ligan stood up. He patted Chen Qihang on the shoulder and called something. Chen Qihang also stood up. The two of them left and disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, they brought a whole woodworking board from nowhere and placed it on the sand. Liu Lipole greeted Xiao Wu with his hand. Xiaowu walked over, stood on the woodworking board, and pointed towards the woodworking board with his toes. He stepped on it, tried the softness and hardness, and then lifted up his trouser legs out of habit.

Everyone held their breath, Xiao Wu took a deep breath, then leaned back and started doing a series of somersaults on the spot. He was on the wooden board, turning a series of somersaults like a fan. .

Everyone's heads beat excitedly and they counted loudly. Zhang Chen stood there and counted with him. When he counted to thirty-seven, Xiao Wu did not continue to turn over, but walked straight towards Jump up, then come down and stand still.

Everyone applauded desperately, Xiao Wu humbly waved his hands and shouted, "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I haven't practiced for a long time."

Zhang Chen knew that Xiao Wu was not being polite. Xiao Wu's highest record of somersaults was sixty-two consecutive somersaults. At that time, Zhang Chen and others who were counting on the side were stunned.

Xiao Wu wanted to sit back by the bonfire, but Liu Lipole refused. Everyone applauded again. Xiao Wu had no choice but to retreat again. This time he did not retreat to the woodworking board, but retreated to the sand beside him. He stood up and punched all the way. After a while, he saw dust flying there.

No one here knew what kind of punches he was throwing, but when they saw each move, he was so vigorous and vigorous, and looked like a Hong Kong martial arts movie, they couldn't help but applaud.

After punching all the way, Xiao Wu sat back by the campfire. Li Yong quickly came over with a large handful of skewers and stuffed them into Xiao Wu.

Zhang Chen stood for a while, then turned around and picked up the BB player on the coffee table. There was no information about Jin Lili. Jin Lili disappeared after Zhang Chen entered Sanya. Zhang Chen cursed, "What the hell!"

He walked to the refrigerator, opened it, then grabbed the hem of his nightgown with one hand, made a cloth basket, and threw all the beer in the refrigerator into it, as well as the beef jerky, pistachios and so on.

Zhang Chen brought these things back to the floor-to-ceiling glass, squatted down, poured them all on the carpet in front of the glass, and sat down in front of the glass.

He opened the beer and continued to participate in the party on the beach outside. When they raised their glasses, he was on top and raised their glasses too. Then he drank one can of beer and opened the second one.

Zhang Chen drank all the cans of beer quickly. He wanted to call the front desk and ask them to bring more wine, but he picked up the phone and forgot about it.

This unlucky guy, his girlfriend never responded to her call, his friends were all making noise on the beach outside, and he was drinking alone in his room. Zhang Chen even felt like he was a joke.

He moved the Coke, Sprite and coconut juice in the refrigerator to the floor-to-ceiling glass. He saw that there were two rows of small bottles of foreign wine in the glass cabinet next to the refrigerator. He didn't know what they were, and he was confused. Moved to the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Soon, he stuffed his stomach into a grocery store. There were liquids of all colors in it. Many colors were mixed together, either black or gray. Zhang Chen didn't know that his stomach was black now. Still gray.

Anyway, his mood was gray, his face was dark, and his stomach was uncomfortable.

He kept going to the bathroom, and after using it, he stubbornly returned to the floor-to-ceiling glass, as if he had been cursed and must stay here tonight.

In fact, he didn't dare to leave here. Sitting here, watching Liu Ligan and the others singing and dancing by the campfire, his mind could not think about anything else, and he would not feel lonely. If he wanted to, he Feel free to go down and join them at any time.

If he were allowed to face himself alone, loneliness and endless sadness would sweep over him. Although Zhang Chen didn't think so much, subconsciously, he couldn't bear to leave this place where he could still see a ball of fire. .

Feeling a little sleepy, Zhang Chen reached out and used the sleeves of his nightgown to sweep away the empty wine bottles and jars around him. He made a space for himself, fell down on the carpet and fell asleep.

When Zhang Chen woke up, it was dark outside, and Liu Ligan and the others had already left the beach. It was going to rain, and those big and bright stars didn't know where to hide. There were only waves, which were still coming out of the darkness. white line.

Zhang Chen leaned over and took the BB camera from the coffee table. He looked at it and found that there was still no information. It was almost four o'clock.

Zhang Chen threw away the BB camera casually.

Zhang Chen sat with his back against the glass. After his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could see things clearly in the darkness.

He stared blankly at the room in front of him. There was a set of sofas and a writing desk. In front of the writing desk was a chair with a desk lamp. Past the writing desk was a small freezer, and beyond that was a glass cabinet. Then there was the porch. The porch. On the left is the wardrobe, on the right is the bathroom, and in the middle is the door out.

Opposite the sofa is a TV. The TV used to be the door to the room. There was an empty bed inside. It was large, very comfortable, and very expensive. It was more than ten times more expensive than the room in Wanghailou.

Zhang Chen stared blankly at everything here, feeling that he had been embedded in this room and had become a part of this room. Like the sofa, cabinet, and desk, he had been objectified and lifeless.

Zhang Chen wanted to stand up and move himself to the comfortable bed, but he was too lazy to stand up. He felt like a huge and heavy beetle, and all movements became difficult.

He suddenly thought of Gu Shufang, such a light Gu Shufang, and he thought of her stunned expression when he suddenly left last night.

He felt that she was deeply stung. Thinking of her being deeply stung, Zhang Chen felt that he suddenly felt heartache.

Damn you!