The gray trench coat was lifted high by his long legs in trousers, and the toned back left an infinite nostalgia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The beads of sweat that were slightly born on his forehead flashed like crystals, and under Qin Guan's most serious expression, his entire face was burning and glowing.

This sideways jump, like a cloud of peers, without dragging the mud and water, is like a gymnast's textbook-like Thomas full spin, and the curtain has come to an end in the eyes of all Y City fans.

Because the person in their eyes has already climbed over the wall!

And Qin Guan, who jumped down, turned around and turned around, and the first thing he did was to open his arms.

"Here, Weizi, jump!"

Cong Nianwei jumped down without hesitation, with the kind of good student on her face, a little excited smile when she did something bad for the first time.

The arms of the two young men were simply close together, but they quickly parted in the roar on the other side of the wall.

"Qin Guan has climbed over the wall! Do you see that? ”

"See, it's really TM's, it's so handsome!"

"Why are you still stunned? Let's climb too! ”

The screaming fans made Qin Guan quickly pick up the worn-out bicycle, which he had just overhauled, and it still didn't fall apart after throwing it away.

"Bear!"

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei, who got the hint, dragged the ugly bear half-lying on the wall down, and the person opposite saw the whole process of a small short leg disappearing.

And after a sound of 'swish, swishing, swishing', the young people who climbed the wall first saw only a heartbreaking back that was fading away.

'Smack'

The boy who jumped back from the wall patted the floating soil on his hands, and spread his hands in front of everyone with his head down: "Let's go, go far..."

They were greeted by the weeping wails of those who heard them.

And the most ordinary bicycle that rushed out of the alley and merged with the rolling traffic of South Avenue completed its final mission on the way to escape without danger.

On winter nights, even the clouds may be hidden in the home to keep warm, so that the stars are a little brighter in this clean canopy.

In a small tile shed of less than three square meters, a most ordinary bicycle is quietly parked in it.

No one can read all the stories about it, understand its grievances and hatreds.

Only the sporadic sound of naughty boys throwing cannons was signaling the approach of the New Year to everyone and everything in this night, and heralding the arrival of the New Year.

It's Chinese New Year! It's Chinese New Year!

During the New Year, we are always shouting and bored, always not knowing how to pass the time during this sudden long holiday, always complaining about the ugliness of the Spring Festival Gala, but still in the same traditional night, looking forward to the ringing of the 12 o'clock bell.

Peanuts, melon seeds, fruit candy.

New Year's greetings, kowtow, New Year's money.

Qin Guan, who usually has a phone burst, is indeed quiet on his mobile phone at this time, except for the people around him, his return to China is quiet.

When he was waiting for Zhou Jing and Li Jian to meet with melon seeds, he unexpectedly received a call from Xue Wanyi.

"Hey, Sister Xue, haven't we already celebrated the New Year?"

"Well, I have a job looking for you, I was a year ago, someone from Huayi Company suddenly called, because there was a film that asked many people to find you."

"I hope you'll be able to participate."

"Huh? New Year's Day, no time! ”

"It won't be until fifteen years later! I read the script and it felt really good, so I took it for you! ”

"Alas, sister, this is not in order, is it?"

"No matter, Qu Xuemei also passed, I sent the script to Cong Nianwei's mailbox just now, you just wait to shoot!"

Hey, what I said, I have begun to take the family route, who is so talented, knowing that I Qin Guan is lazy, and I still use the curve to save the country?

Before Qin Guan could react, Cong Nianwei's text message flashed twice on her mobile phone: "The script is good, it has been sent to your mailbox..."

was really told by Sister Xue, but so what?

The world is big, and there can be a big gathering with friends?

Qin Guan, who was cross-legged by Erlang, threw his mobile phone on the sofa impatiently....

Anyway, I have a strong memory, or... Let's take a second look...

It's okay to sit and sit still.

Qin Guan, who found a feeling for himself, silently opened his mother's Lenovo notebook.

In his own mailbox of 163, I saw the script that was unanimously approved by the women around me.

'If. Love'

What the hell is this, isn't it some kind of domineering president: a bloody movie like the evil concubine against the sky?

Qin Guan, who was holding an uncertain face, looked at it at a glance, and the more he looked at it, the more serious his expression became.

And when he saw the last play, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed back towards Xue Wanyi's phone.

"Hey, Sister Xue?"

"Which role do I play?"

"Do you still need to ask? You are the first love, let me tell you, the original investor and the director said that this role was going to be left for you. ”

"If I really can't move you, I'm going to find Jin Chengwu..."

"Well, Sister Xue, I'll take it, if it's fifteen, I'll shoot it."

"It's done, can I Xue Wanyi still pit you? So I'll reply over there? ”

"Well, okay, I'll wait for your schedule."

Qin Guan, who hung up the phone very simply, seemed to remember something, and was happy.

This Jin Chengwu, this is the second time, right? robbed each other's jobs ....

Sorry, who made us contemporary?

Qin Guan here was gloating, and he heard his voice before anyone saw him at the door over there.

'Bang Bang Bang'

"Open the door, Qin Guan, let's come!"

The bright smile outside the security door is the most familiar two faces of a fat and a thin friend, even if they have already stepped on their respective posts, it is still the most unfalse embrace that greets Qin Guan.

"Oops, hey, let it go! I'm going to be choked to death! ”

If you don't let go, the first star to be killed by a man's chest will be born in China's Y City.

"Li Jian, it's time for you to lose weight.. It's true! ”

While breaking free from the warm embrace of his friend, Qin Guan, who began to put hats and scarves and other necessary outfits on his body, beckoned: "Let's go?" If you want me to go out today, where is this mysterious? ”

Because the two friends said intermittently on the phone, until now Qin Guan has not figured out the purpose of the two of them looking for themselves in this Spring Festival.

It wasn't until Qin looked at Li Jian's freshly baked Santana that he discovered the direction they were heading.

Follow South Street, all the way west, there is no other than a factory is a vegetable garden?

Where the hell is this going? (To be continued.) )