It doesn't matter if Xiao Wupu doesn't accept interviews, there are still many children and villagers, reporters frantically poured into this quaint little village, and when they saw the villagers, they stretched out a microphone to go over, and the photographer next to them clicked and snapped.

The villagers were dumbfounded, only to know that the young man was not bragging, the energy was too great.

"Who the hell is Su Luo?"

"Can you really change a song to a new school?

"Can you tell us a little bit about him?"

"Did Su Luo sing to you?"

......

The reporter who wanted to ask the question asked the villagers to be confused first, dare you don't know who he is, my God!

Immediately transfer the battlefield, to rush the draft, or ask the children more reliable,

"Hello children, do you know big brother Su Luo?"

"Yes!"

"Did he sing to you?"

"Yes, the big brother sings very well. ”

"What are you singing?"

"Walking on the country road, catching loaches and eighteen bends in the mountain road, and there are many, many anyway. ”

"Do you know how to sing, then?"

"Will... Only a little bit. ”

......

"Big brother is a good person, he can tell stories and sing. ”

"What story did you tell?"

"Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, and Cinderella, and ......"

"Oh, what's the story of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?

"Remember, once upon a time there was a king......"

......

These crazy reporters made the old village chief a little unhappy, but there was nothing to be done, there was a reason why so many reporters came in and didn't stop them, because the government officials here also wanted to know about Su Luo, even if he liked to eat bamboo shoots, these things were written down, just kidding, such a big advertising effect, if you don't make good use of it, then these officials will really have their brains in water.

For example, the eighteen bends of the mountain road, if this is sung, the whole mountainous area will be on fire, and there will be tourists and economic benefits!

Continue to stabilize the old village chief, you can bear with it, bear with it again, and we'll help you get rid of them after asking.

I snickered in my heart, in fact, we invited it, hello, I'm hello, everyone.

The old man didn't know yet, this was just the beginning, there were still a lot of tourists on the way, if he knew, he might go crazy.

Stamping his feet angrily, he still went to see the work of the designers over there, although he didn't understand anything, but at least he was happy to see them measuring the ground with a ruler.

On the Internet, the news media are bombing, and the issue of education in mountainous areas has once again received strong public attention, and the village of Zhuangyuan has been overturned.

Of course, fans pay more attention to what the pit owners have done in Zhuangyuan Village.

"Huh~! The pit master actually told a fairy tale? ”

"What kind of song is the eighteen bends of the mountain road?

"Damn, dig a bunch of holes again!"

"You give me rough stuff of dead pits, fill all the holes for me!"

......

The person who made a deal with Su Luo was also picked up, the Hong Kong tycoon Huo family!

It is said that the theme is to let Su Luo write about Hong Kong, Su Luo has already written, but it has not been published yet, so fans exclaimed again,

"Well, Hong Kong wants to be on fire!"

"Why didn't the rich people in our hometown take it?

All the famous rich people have been recalled, you can't make a little money to steal the limelight? If Lao Tzu is rich, there is nothing about the rich businessmen in Hong Kong!

The rich also have suffering, and they want to cry without tears, it's not that we don't want to, but we can't grab it?

There is overwhelming news about Su Luo, unstoppable, Situ Wenhua shook his head and smiled bitterly, what kind of monster are you.

In the past, when he accepted Dingsheng Entertainment, some people called him the national husband, but now there seems to be only one most beautiful lover in the world in the eyes of the fans.

I was very depressed and went home to play chess with my father.

......

The big house was very lively, everyone was back, and Tang Yike's giggles were wafting.

Because the baby came, the old dean also came, the dean's wife also came, and the old man Wang also came.

The big dining table is very lively, full of seats, and happy, but the fly in the ointment is that the main seat is missing the most important person.

"Where did you say that little rabbit ran away, and he didn't stop making noise for a moment. ”

"Master eats chicken legs!"

Tang Yike's fleshy little hand directly grabbed a chicken leg and put it in the dean's bowl.

"Dwarf oil, Keke is so good!"

The old dean was overjoyed, and glanced at the old man Wang provocatively, do you see it, this is my precious apprentice!

took a bite of it, and then complained about Su Luo,

"Everywhere he goes, there is a lot of trouble in the city, how many times have he said, he has been low-key, but he just doesn't listen. ”

Old Man Wang rolled his eyes, with a look of disdain, knowing that you are proud, your precious apprentice, come, you continue to blow.

"Master, eat chicken wings. ”

The baby grabbed another chicken wing and put it in the dean's bowl, and the old man Wang laughed.

"Hahahahahaha~~!!!"

The old dean still didn't understand, and pinched her oily little face hatefully,

"Okay, okay, I won't say bad things about your precious master, okay, what kind of ecstasy will you give you, protect him like this. ”

"Hahaha~~~~!!"

Mrs. Dean's eyes never left the baby's body for a moment.,I like this little Lori so much.,Oh my God.,It's too smart.,A little demon.,I'm afraid it's terrible when I grow up.。

......

Where will Su Luo go?

The holiday is coming to an end, and this time has come a long way and visited a lot of places.

But there is a place where I have always wanted to go and see it from the moment I set out.

That's my hometown.

The hometown of the previous life.

The car kept moving forward, getting closer and closer, and the heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

There are also taverns in Chengdu here, so will my hometown also be there?

Will there be a self and my parents, and if so, how should I deal with them?

I'm scared, I'm afraid of having it, I'm afraid of not having it.

I have mixed feelings, and I feel like my head is going to explode!

When I got out of the car, every step I took, it was very difficult, and my body was shaking, and the closer I got, the more I trembled.

When I arrived, would the small village that carried my best childhood exist?

No, just a barrenness.

Very lost, fell on the grass.

I closed my eyes and thought back to myself, in front of the house, there was an old tree, and when I was a child, the children's playground was it, and later, my grandmother thought it was too big, blocked the road, and cut it down.

The open space in front of the old tree is full of fish ponds, and when it rains lightly, I go fishing with a lotus leaf on my head, because fishing when it rains is the easiest to take the bait.

Small fish the size of three or two fingers, fried in oil, the bones are crispy, and you can't get tired of eating them.

At that time, there were a lot of fireflies in the summer, and now I can't see them, and I like to go frog fishing with my friends the most, well, it's fishing, not catching.

Knock open a snail, cut a small piece of snail meat and tie it, in the field at night, as soon as the flashlight shines, the frog will be stupid not to run, shake the rope a few times, it will pounce and bite, easily will not let go, calmly put into the cloth bag that has been prepared long ago.

Like a madman, lying on the wasteland, reminiscing little by little, thinking about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

got up and patted the grass mustard on his body, and sighed, if not, there will be no it, it's time to go back.

I got into the car, looked out the window in a daze, and looked back again, that small city was getting farther and farther away from me.

I was very uncomfortable, I took out my mobile phone and opened Weibo, typed a line of words and sent it out,

"I'm going home, I'm not a returnee, I'm just a passerby. ”