After a night of nothing, Xiaolong and Wang Qianqian got on the bus to the countryside early the next morning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xiaolong's generation is a generation between rural and urban people, although he changed his rural hukou to an urban hukou with his parents, but he is still inextricably linked to the countryside.

When everyone in the village responded to the call to live in the new city, the old people in the village almost unanimously chose to stay. They are old and don't want to leave the place where they were born and raised.

However, this time Xiaolong returned to the countryside not to see any relatives, but to worship his grandmother. By the way, he will clean it according to his grandmother's last wish.

This is the third year that Xiaolong has been cleaning, once a year, and the third and last time, although I don't know why, Xiaolong still respects his grandmother's last wish.

"Boss, you're here too."

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Xiaolong was thinking about it when suddenly a voice sounded above his head.

Looking up, Xiaolong found a boy with a watermelon head on his head lying on the chair looking at him.

"Boy, what are you doing here?"

After more than ten years of memory faults, there are many people's names Xiaolong can't remember, such as the guy in front of him who has been following him in high school Brother Long and calling him.

There are very few people who go to the countryside, Xiaolong and Wang Qianqian each sat in a seat after getting on the bus, so there was no one next to Xiaolong, and the watermelon sat directly next to Xiaolong and began to chatter.

"It's rare that the college entrance examination is over, so I'll go home to see my grandmother when I'm bored. What about you, boss? ”

"I'll go back and see my grandmother."

"Why don't I go and see Grandma Wu with the boss, I remember that when I was a child, my grandmother made a bowl of noodles to eat, and now I still miss the taste of that bowl of noodles."

"Yes, little monkey, I heard you talking."

When the watermelon head and Xiaolong were talking about the rise, Wang Qianqian suddenly came out from the front and said teasingly.

Watermelon was taken aback by Wang Qianqian, but she didn't disdain her.

"Little report king, I didn't say anything bad about my grandmother, what are you going to say."

"I'm going to tell Grandma Lu that his grandson said that the noodles he made were not good, and Grandma Xiaolong's noodles were much better than hers."

When she went out in the morning, Wang Qianqian looked scared, and she didn't say a few words to Xiaolong until she got in the car, but she didn't expect that as soon as this watermelon head came, she began to be active.

Seeing the scene of the two bickering, Xiaolong remembered that the watermelon head next to him was also Xia Menhou, who liked to run around behind him all day long with Wang Qianqian when he was a child, nicknamed Little Monkey.

"I admit it, I admit it."

Wang Qianqian is like Xia Menhou's nemesis, since she was a child, she likes to beat his little report, every time his grandmother beats his ass to pieces.

"Hee-hee..."

Just like when she was a child, Wang Qianqian happily stretched out two fingers to Xiaolong and made a victory gesture.

Xiaolong also smiled happily, but Wang Qianqian seemed to remember something, put away her smile again, and sat back in her seat.

On the way back, when Xia Men Hou and Xiaolong talked about the college entrance examination volunteers, they knew that Xiaolong actually filled in the university in Weng City, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He knows Xiaolong's results, the fourth place in the city doesn't look very good, but you must know that the top three in the city have all kinds of bonus points, only Xiaolong is the fourth place naked, if it is not a plus, Xiaolong should be the top student in the city's college entrance examination.

Such a person would actually stay in a city-level university, I don't know if Wengshi University made a profit, or a provincial-level university lost.

chatting with Xia Menhou, Xiaolong soon arrived at his grandmother's house, Shanao Village.

The three of them belonged to a village, so they naturally got off together, but Xiaolong and Wang Qianqian refused Xia Menhou's invitation and walked side by side towards the mountain.

After going up the mountain road, Xiaolong took pictures while walking, and after such a long time, Wang Qianqian returned to normal and opened her mouth to talk to Xiaolong.

"Xiaolong, what movie are you going to make?"

Wang Qianqian had long known that Xiaolong was writing a novel and wanted to make a movie, but she never knew what kind of movie it was, and now she finally couldn't help asking.

"A movie that combines thriller, action, and love, and the name is A Chinese Ghost Story."

Xiaolong took a picture of the same, and said while wiping the camera.

"Sounds good, is the novel finished, I want to read it."

Wang Qianqian fell in love with this novel when she heard the word Qiannu, and she had two Qianzi characters in her name, and she didn't believe it if she said that Xiaolong didn't write a novel for her on purpose.

Xiaolong didn't know that Wang Qianqian's misunderstanding of him was getting deeper and deeper, so he handed her his mobile phone to her.

"Right in here, you can sit here and drive, and I'll go over there and take some pictures."

After taking Xiaolong's mobile phone, Wang Qianqian found a stone on the spot, sat on it and couldn't wait to look at it. Xiaolong himself climbed a hillside to a hillside, where there was a banyan tree planted by his grandmother.

Xiaolong plans to use the appearance of this banyan tree as the body of the grandmother in a Chinese girl.

In fact, you can also buy photos of banyan trees on the Internet, but it is very troublesome to only use a photo once.

Online material collectors have their own way of encryption, all the footage can only be cut and not copied, once it is entered into the video machine, you want to use their footage and have to buy it from them.

And the participants on the official website of the film have similar settings, but they are more formal. The video data of the participants above the dragon set is also used with a remote reminder function, when there are filmmakers who want to use their video data, they can know it for the first time, and decide whether to sell it according to the role.

Because of the irreproducibility of online materials, many professional filmmakers now like to carry their bags around in their free time, collect some useful and novel materials for them, and build their own library of film materials.

Sometimes filmmakers will exchange some materials with each other, but these can only be done offline, never online, and cannot be specially sent to the network to exchange with people, otherwise the next day will be hacked by the hackers invited by those material collectors, so that the computer crashes and the hard disk is blackened.

After giving the banyan tree a complete set of photos, Xiaolong finally confirmed that there was nothing to shoot, and returned to the mountain road, while Wang Qianqian was still there reading the novel in the talking machine at this time.

"Gone. Let's take a look at the ancestral house. ”

Wang Qianqian took one last look at the last chapter on her phone, handed the phone to Xiaolong, and shook her head.

"Done?"

"Well, Xiaolong, do you think Ning Caichen will be with Xiaoqian?"

Wang Qianqian just a moment ago, completely integrated herself into the story, and couldn't help but say sentimentally.

"I guess we're together."

This Xiaolong himself doesn't know that the final ending of A Chinese Girl is semi-open, and even the ending of A Chinese Girl II has many variables that have not been clarified.

"Whew, it's good to be together, I'll help you be the heroine."

"Didn't you say yes a long time ago?"

Seeing that he was about to go to his grandmother's house, Xiaolong didn't forget to tease Wang Qianqian and put on a cheap look.

"Oops."

Xiaolong was proud for only three seconds, Wang Qianqian twisted the soft flesh on his waist, and then quickly ran to the front and stuck out his tongue to Xiaolong and said:

"I just promised you to come to see Grandma Wu, how much face do you think you have, ~"

At this time, Wang Qianqian had already run to the side of Xiaolong's grandmother's house. Xiaolong wanted to chase her, so she ran directly into the ancestral house.

When Xiaolong chased to the door of the ancestral house, suddenly, Wang Qianqian's screams came from the ancestral house.

"Ahh

Xiaolong, who heard the sudden cry, chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly ran inside, only to see another person standing in the courtyard of the ancestral house besides Wang Qianqian.