"Even Lao Ga,

Playing in Jiegetun,

Even in this Gatun,

Native silver ......"

At six o'clock in the morning, Peng Yichen was woken up by the super fashionable pop music on the radio.

He lay in bed and listened to the two radio anchors repeat what they had said yesterday.

"Folks, old and young masters, big sisters and little sisters, good morning, everyone!!"

"It's the wonderful moment every morning, when Doudou and Peng Peng roar everyone out of bed. ”……

He thought about it carefully, and sure enough, it was exactly the same as yesterday's line, and he jumped up, lifted the curtains, and looked at the event slogan "Groundhog Day" still hanging on the street outside.

He knew that the most amazing thing had really happened.

But now he is not screenwriter Peng Yichen, he is Chu Fei who is completely unprepared for this kind of bizarre thing.

So he hurriedly washed up and rushed out the door, trying to make sure he was really back to Groundhog Day.

As soon as I went out, when I went out yesterday morning, the fat tenant I met happened to come up.

With the same expression, he said exactly the same thing as yesterday, "Oh, Chu Fei, good morning." Are you going to report on Groundhog Day? Guess when spring is coming this year?"

Peng Yichen looked at him with a confused expression, "You asked me these words yesterday, right?"

The fat tenant was also a little confused by his question, "You didn't stay in this hotel yesterday morning, did you?"

Peng Yichen grabbed the fat tenant by the collar and pushed him against the wall, "Don't play with me, fat pig." Your joke isn't funny at all. ”

The fat tenant was so frightened by him that he cried out, "What are you talking about? Why am I fooling you?"

Peng Yichen looked at his bewildered face and knew that he was not lying to himself.

"What time is it?"

"February 2 of the lunar calendar, March 1 of the Gregorian calendar, the day of the groundhog!"

Peng Yichen smiled awkwardly and smoothed the collar of the fat tenant, "I'm sorry, I thought today was yesterday." I slept in a daze. ”

The fat tenant squeezed out a small smile, "Okay." Can I go?"

Peng Yichen let go of him, "You go, I'm going to leave too." ”

……

Downstairs, Sister Chen was standing there, saying the same thing as yesterday.

Walking out the door, the old beggar from the corner of the street was still standing there, begging.

Without taking two steps, that pesky insurance broker suddenly appeared like yesterday.

"Old classmate, how are you doing lately? I heard that you have become the host of the city TV station, and you are already a big star. Don't say you don't remember me, I'm your high school classmate!"

Peng Yichen didn't even look at him, and said as he walked, "Your name is Han Sen, right?"

"Oh, you even remember me, how are you doing, old classmate?"

Peng Yichen seemed to be being chased by a vicious dog behind him, and walked faster and faster, "I'm not feeling well now, goodbye." ”

Han Sen still didn't give up, followed him, and chattered, "You don't feel well? That's great, you can't guess what I'm doing?"

"Selling insurance. ”

Han Sen smiled awkwardly, "You're so smart, have you ever bought life insurance?" After all, there's no guarantee that something won't happen to you, right?...... I feel like you don't have insurance......"

Peng Yichen couldn't stand his nagging nonsense, so he stopped and shouted, "Enough, I'm leaving, can you not follow me!"

With that, he stepped into the icy puddle he had stepped on yesterday.

Han Sen still gloated and smiled: "Look at your feet when you walk, don't just be busy walking!"

When Peng Yichen heard him say this for the second time, he wanted to turn around and hit him in the face, but he still held back.

Finally arrived at the event site, Peng Yichen looked around, it was exactly the same as what he saw yesterday, everything seemed to have not changed, as if he just had a dream yesterday, and today was the day of the groundhog.

"Chu Fei, we are here. Where did Li Qian wave him over.

"Where have you been, Chu Fei?"

Peng Yichen walked over and shook his head, "Li Qian, do me a favor and slap me hard."

Li Qian obviously didn't feel good about him, she didn't hesitate, and raised her hand to give Peng Yichen a slap.

Li Qian smiled and asked, "How do you feel now?"

Peng Yichen touched the hot left side of his face, feeling that he was indeed not dreaming, "Very good." ”

Wu Rui sneered beside him: "If you need a slap on the right side of your cheek, let me know at any time." ”

Li Qian looked at Peng Yichen suspiciously and asked, "You are not quite right today, did you get up in the morning to drink?"

Peng Yichen laughed at himself: "It would be nice if you were really drunk." ”

Li Qian saw that the event was about to start, and hurriedly interrupted Peng Yichen, "The activities of Groundhog Day are about to start, let's finish filming first and then talk." ”

Peng Yichen saw that the camera had been turned on, so he had to take the microphone and rebroadcast the news he had recorded yesterday.

"Countdown to 3... 2、1。 Groundhog Day is here again, and here we wait, the city's most famous groundhog forecaster, who will tell us how long winter is over. ”

Peng Yichen said a few words hastily and ended the broadcast.

Turning around, he stared at the host of the event, who had already picked up the groundhog, and began to announce loudly that the groundhog had seen his shadow, so this spring was delayed for six weeks.

Sure enough, it's exactly the same as the scene I saw yesterday.

Li Qian looked at the groundhog next to her, and said the same as yesterday, "That groundhog is cute." ”

When Peng Yichen heard this, he completely collapsed, looked left and right, and felt as if he was dreaming.

He slammed the microphone on the floor and turned back to the hotel.

"Big brother, I know there is a blizzard, but why is there no internet or mobile phone signal......?"

"What? The nearby signal tower is broken, and the communication cable is broken, when will it be repair......ed?"

"Tomorrow, what if there is no tomorrow?" ......

"What about the landline, why can't I make long-distance call......s?"

"Well, the phone line is broken too. Today is a miraculous day. ”

Peng Yichen hung up the phone and sat disheartenedly by the earthen kang of the hotel.

He had just tried to use various methods to contact his colleagues at the city television station and family and friends in the city to see if all the places were stuck in Groundhog Day.

But the entire town of Utopia seems to be surrounded by a mysterious force, and there is no way to leave, and there is no way to contact the outside world.

Peng Yichen is completely dead, it seems that he must live in this town day after day, knowing that some unknown condition can be met before it can end.

Although he knew the direction of the plot later, he was still a little panicked when he encountered this kind of thing. After all, the protagonist in the back will continue to die, who knows if this world can really resurrect the dead.

He looked at the bedside table, where there was a pencil for the guests.

He thought about it, but he still skimmed it in two with his hand.

With the expectation that tomorrow everything will really return to business as before, I got into the bed and slept in this town again......

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