Magic City.

In April, the peach blossoms have withered.

In the Pudong Hotel in Pudong New Area, a teenager lies on a comfortable big bed.

At this time, the boy was sleeping, but the closed eyes and eyebrows could see that the boy was not calm in his sleep.

Suddenly, a colorful butterfly fluttered in the room, and finally landed on the young man's forehead, and then shattered like a dream bubble.

"Ahh The boy woke up, he gasped for breath, the whole person was confused, he couldn't figure out the situation in front of him for a while, and after a while he seemed to regain some consciousness, got up and sat on the sofa, his eyes seemed to lose focus, staring at the Huangpu River vacantly.

He trembled with his right hand and touched his right eye, which was warm and shining, and touched his chest, and he could feel the energetic heartbeat.

"Hahaha......"

He looked at the surging river with tears in his eyes, breathing in the fresh air and the long-lost sunshine.

"I, Huang Mingzhe, are back."

The cry of the Exhaustion is as if to announce something to this era.

"Grass ......"

"What's the name of the ghost early in the morning!"

"If you want to be reincarnated, hurry up and ......"

The tenants next door immediately cursed.

Huang Mingzhe didn't care about other people's abuse, he could only describe himself with a mixture of joy and sorrow at this time, it turned out to be this damn point in time.

There was a sound of high heels outside the door, and then the door was opened, and Huang Mingzhe did not react, he still sat with his head in his hands.

"I know it's not your fault for this, but the reality is like this, the company is ready to let you take a break for two years, and when the rumors pass, it's not that there is no chance of a comeback." The hoarse female voice was slightly tired.

Of course, Huang Mingzhe knows what the company means, but he is just giving up the small to protect the big.

As for the two-year break, for a freshly debuted student, who still knows him after two years of rest.

He has already gone through these experiences once, and when he thinks of what happened in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe knows that all this is irreparable, he has not exhausted himself, nor does he intend to wag his tail and beg for mercy, only the peace of mind like water.

"Sister Cai, thank you for taking care of me for the past two years."

Hu Cai was stunned for a moment, and she suddenly felt that the big boy in front of her had matured overnight.

"Since the company plans to let me rest, then I plan to go back to my hometown, Sister Cai take care."

After saying that, Huang Mingzhe opened the wardrobe on the side, put a few clothes into the suitcase, and dragged the suitcase out.

Hu Cai stretched out her hand, and finally turned into a sigh, she was just a small agent, and there was no way to influence the company's decision.

The entrance of Pudong Hotel.

Huang Mingzhe wore a cap and sunglasses and hailed a taxi.

"Where is the little brother going?"

"Pudong Airport."

The taxi driver seemed to sense that Huang Mingzhe did not want to speak, so he quietly drove him to Pudong Airport.

In the early morning of April, it was still a little cold, but the flower world of the magic capital was already busy at this time.

Huang Mingzhe quietly looked out the car window, he had lived in this city for about seven years, but today was the first time he had calmed down to observe this place.

Maybe it's about to leave, there is always a sadness of things and people.

Along the way, he just stared out the car window, despite the decades of experience in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe was still full of confusion.

Especially that dark memory, he couldn't be happy.

It wasn't until the taxi driver reminded him that he had arrived at the airport that Huang Mingzhe came to his senses.

After paying for the car, I dragged my suitcase into the airport and bought an economy class to Pengcheng Bao'an Airport.

The plane was two hours after departure.

He sat in the waiting hall, habitually took out his mobile phone, a smartphone that had just been released this year, opened the mobile phone browser, and a few news popped up on the homepage recommendation.

"The Origin of April Fool's Day", "The Arrogant and Domineering Little Fresh Meat", "HLW Group Faces Disbandment", "In the Mood for Love", "......"

Six or seven pieces of news, half of which are closely related to him, but unfortunately they are all negative news, and as for the two guys who debuted with him, they are now afraid of him.

In this world of entertainment to death, what kind of demons and monsters are behind those glamorous and glamorous, only if you have experienced it yourself, will you understand the darkness and squalor of the entertainment industry.

He shook his head self-deprecatingly, it all came from a bloody drama three days ago, and he was one of the protagonists.

Shengmei Company arranged for Huang Mingzhe to participate in the movie In the Mood for Love, and at the finale banquet three days ago, Ma Qijun, the director's son and the film's leading actor, was drugged and stunned the movie actress Zhao Mengting.

When Ma Qijun was about to attack Zhao Mengting, he happened to be broken by Huang Mingzhe, and as soon as he was young and enthusiastic, he beat Ma Qijun on the spot.

got the matter and almost went to the police station, but in the end, it was Ma Qijun's father, the director, and Shengmei Company who joined forces to suppress it.

I thought it was a hero saving the United States, but in the end I became an arrogant and conspiracy villain, how ironic.

Even Zhao Mengting came forward to testify that Huang Mingzhe intended to sexually harass her, while Ma Qijun turned into a flower messenger.

The bitch is ruthless, the drama is meaningless, the two are one, ruthless and unrighteous.

Not only was he ruined and hidden by the company, but he almost entered the detention center, if it weren't for the lack of evidence in the end, it is estimated that he would have become an extrajudicial fanatic Zhang San.

Who can be blamed for all this? He can only blame himself for being blind, young and ignorant, and powerless.

The road of the entertainment industry is broken, and I am dead.

The contract he signed with Shengmei Company lasted for ten years, and the liquidated damages were as high as 50 million yuan.

So the entertainment industry is almost incompatible, and as for being a wandering singer like in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe has no interest in repeating the same mistakes again.

Looking at the time of the ticket, the flight information is scrolling on the flight information display in the airport hall at this time.

[Magic City Pudong - Pengcheng Bao'an flight, 2011.4.1-10:20...... ］

There was still some time before the plane took off, and Huang Mingzhe dragged his suitcase through the ticket gate, and the ticket inspector looked at him in surprise, apparently recognizing his infamy.

With confusion and calm, he stepped on the plane to Pengcheng Bao'an.

And this time when he went back, he had to fulfill an unfulfilled promise, at the exit of Cheung Sha Wan Expressway, he did not return to his roots after all.

At the same time, Huang Mingzhe's last words to his father still echo in his ears.

Is there really something in the old house? There was nothing in his mind, and when he went home last September to hold a funeral for his parents and sister, he didn't seem to notice anything.

Of course, it may also be that he was too sad at the time to notice any details, and this time when he went back, he must go to the old house to look carefully.

It's been almost a day.

The bus slowly passed through the Cheung Sha Wan Expressway exit, and through the window he saw the toll booth, the place where he had fallen last.

No one could have imagined that after 39 years, the world would be dead and hopeless, and maybe I needed to do something for this blue planet and for the living life in front of me.

After passing through Cheung Sha Wan, Huang Mingzhe seemed to have a clear mind, but the ensuing homesickness troubled his footsteps.

After getting off at the entrance of the village.

He took a deep breath, the smell of earthy and grass in his hometown, and a trace of gunsmoke, which made the whole person feel refreshed.

In the past, the stone archway at the entrance of the village was a cement road that had just been built a few years ago.

The old house, the big banyan tree, the small pond, the old scene is still there, but the old man is gone, and the Qingming season is approaching, and the sound of firecrackers in the back mountain is always constant.

Old objects are the most easy to touch the scene, Huang Mingzhe dragged the suitcase, and was pointed at by the villagers along the way, he was already surprised by the habits of these villagers.

His small villa was in the innermost part of the village, and he walked for a long time to come to the door, but at this moment, the slightly rusty door lock made him feel heavy.