Night.

Ma Liang's door was kept closed, and there was no movement except for the sound of tapping on the keyboard.

Facing the screen, the ten fingers are like elves jumping on the keys, and the rhythmic keyboard sound is like a soothing movement, although the melody of the movement is ethereal, but the content of the expression is incomparably magnificent and passionate.

Each set of words, symbols, and graphics shows an incredibly great definition, and as the setting sentences become more and more full and formed, a wonderful world that has never appeared before slowly becomes complete.

Ma Liang was immersed in a wonderful mental state, physical discomfort existed, but the mental hyperactivity made him ignore them, and now his face was flushed, and even the occasional cough "forgot".

Finally, a long but important setting structure was completed, and the last piece of the puzzle was closed, and Ma Liang slipped from the peak, sighing deeply with great satisfaction and pleasure.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Picked up the cough syrup next to him and drank it in one gulp, the hot and itchy throat was soothed a little, and wiped his nose and mouth with toilet paper, and it took a while to return to normal.

It was late at night, and he went to the balcony and sat quietly on a rattan chair.

Through the glass window, I saw a sanitation worker cleaning up the garbage in the garbage bin under the street lamp.

See a feral cat hiding in the greenery, with its glowing eyes.

On a balcony of the apartment building opposite, I saw a man doing a set of fitness gymnastics with his chest and legs.

Seeing a private car parked on the road outside the community, a woman in a windbreaker pushed the car door, closed it heavily, and walked to the entrance of the community angrily.

Then he told himself that it was two o'clock in the morning on September 30.

"Old horse?"

“…… It's me. ”

"What time is it, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I had insomnia, so I sat here for a while."

Wang Fei came to Ma Liang and sat down.

"Don't say it, it's quite comfortable to sit like this!"

Ma Liang: "Don't you feel very quiet?" ”

"yes, it's like...... Alas, give me one. ”

Ma Liang threw a cigarette over.

After smoking a cigarette, Wang Fei felt a little cold, stood up and prepared to go back to the house to sleep, "You go to bed early, and you have to leave in the afternoon." ”

"Got it."

Wang Fei went to sleep, Ma Liang sat quietly alone for a while, feeling completely calmed down, and then went back to the house and lay on the bed.

He picked up the copied manuscript paper and looked through it, feeling that many places were not satisfied, and there were still many places that could be richer and more perfect, but he did nothing, but turned off the lights and closed his eyes.

So be it!

…………

At five o'clock in the afternoon, as the bell rang for the end of class, the classroom became noisy inside and outside.

The students gathered in groups of three or five, talking about the arrangements for the seven-day holiday, Ma Liang was packing up his things, chatting with the classmates around him, and heard someone shouting his name outside the classroom door.

When I went out, Li Fu and Wang Yali were already dressed as traveling, carrying backpacks, sunhats, and standing in the corridor.

Wang Fei and Zhu Ming also came out, and everyone looked at each other and smiled.

It's time to go!

Wang Fei went to find Qian Yong, the RV had been parked under Qian Yong's apartment, Ma Liang took everyone back to the apartment and carried the luggage that had been sorted out from the basement.

Count the people.

Zhu Ming and Wang Yali are a pair, Wang Fei and Li Fu are a pair, Song Shibo and Jiang He are a couple, counting 7 of them.

Qian Yong said that he had to bring a few more people, namely the golden retriever and the little fat man, and of course each had a female companion.

Ma Liang was a little worried.

The Golden Retriever and the Little Fat Man are the parties involved in the two manipulations of time and space, that is, the main objects of association and influence......

Could there be any problems?

Fortunately, Qian Yong said that they acted alone, and Ma Liang weighed it and agreed.

The rest of Bai Xiaoshu didn't participate under the pretext that there was something at home, Ma Liang knew that he was because of money, but he didn't keep it, this time and space, just let him be an ordinary person.

Zhao Yang is a local and wants to go home, and the other girls in the 603 dormitory do not participate, so counting Qian Yong and them, a total of 13 people will make the trip.

"Dididi!"

A beautiful RV drove into the community, and Wang Fei leaned out of the window in the passenger seat and waved to this side.

The boys and girls laughed and greeted them.

The substitute driver, a woman in her 40s, was very enthusiastic and helped the students carry their luggage.

After more than ten minutes of busyness, everyone got into the car and looked around to see the facilities on the RV.

Wang Yali fell on the bed, kicked her legs, covered her head with the quilt and twisted, shouting: "This bed belongs to me, don't rob any of you from me!" ”

Li Fu also pounced and said, "Why, this bed is mine, mine!" ”

Zhu Ming peeked at the spring light of Wang Yali's skirt, and was discovered by Jiang He, so he shouted loudly.

"Dead pig's head, get out of here!"

Zhu Ming hugged his head and scurried, the door behind him slammed shut, and Ma Liang and Song Shibo laughed.

The RV slid out of the neighborhood and onto the road.

Wang Fei was in charge of guiding the way, and was talking with the aunt who was acting as the driver, Ma Liang sat down in a seat by the window, looked at the time, and showed a light smile.

The girls began to scream inside again, Song Shibo opened the sunroof of the RV, half of his body was exposed, facing the wind, waving his arms!

"Yoho~~~"

Wang Fei: "Old Song, you're crazy, come down quickly, let the traffic police see it, let's not even think about going!" ”

As soon as Song Shibo, who was excited, shouted down, the girls opened the window again, and everyone poked their heads out, holding a silk scarf in their hands, waving it in the wind.

"Let's go!"

"Beautiful nature, I'm coming!"

"I was walking alone, on a road in the countryside, to bring the cake to my grandmother, who lived in a remote and secluded place...... Sing it too! ”

The singing continued until the excitement subsided, and the carriage gradually quieted down.

Once on the highway, the hustle and bustle of the city is left behind, and in the distance, the outline of the mountains gradually emerges, and the surrounding green farmland begins to appear.

A few horns suddenly sounded behind him, and Ma Liang looked in the rearview mirror and found that Qian Yong's RV had followed.

"It's Qian Yong and them!" Wang Fei poked his head out and whistled at the back.

Ma Liang also leaned out and greeted behind him.

Song Shibo said: "We don't know them well, and we don't feel like we can play together, so we still separate when we set up camp." ”

Ma Liang said: "They act alone, we don't have to care. ”

"That'll do."

"More people are better, more people are lively!" , Wang Yali said with a smile.

After a while, Song Shibo cut a watermelon and brought it out, and everyone sat together and ate happily.

Ma Liang had just taken a few bites and began to cough.

Song Shibo said: "Old Ma, your physique is too weak, you are sick and crooked all day long, like a sister Lin." ”

"Sister Lin? Hehe......"

The girls are laughing, and then looking at Ma Liang's appearance, it's really interesting, Wang Yali secretly looked at him, and only felt that this face with a little sick and pale was really special, very good-looking, just like the protagonist in the movie, there is a feeling of spotlight on the body.

Ma Liang accompanied them to make trouble, and said, "Sister Lin's is outdated, haven't you noticed that I am very much like Mei Changsu?" One by one, they are really visionless. ”

"Mei Changsu?"

"Who?"

"The star?"

Ma Liang reacted, there is no Langya list now, so he just talked about the past.