"Little brother, you've arrived at your destination, wake up." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lou Yixiao's voice sounded in Fengchen's ears, Fengchen opened his eyes and stood up leisurely, in fact, when the newspaper car stopped, he had already woken up, but he was a little negative in his heart and didn't want to get up.

"Mr. Lou, good evening! If you don't mind, just call me Xiaochen. By the way, what time is it? Although he was unhappy, Fengchen still said politely.

In 2009, communication technology and tools were not very widespread and developed, most people were using button machines, and 2G signals were already top-notch. And this kind of remote place signal is impossible to cover at all, so it can be said that it is truly isolated from the world.

Therefore, an otaku who sits at home to play with the computer, read books, and watch Conan has nothing to do, and he doesn't know what a mobile phone is, which may be an exaggeration, but all in all, Fengchen rarely touches the "mobile phone" thing.

At that time, the concept of individual timekeeping was very shallow, and I basically lived by the collective schedule. However, upper-class people will wear brand-name watches, not only to show their status, but also to facilitate work problems.

Lou Yixiao bent her elbow and stretched out her right hand, revealing a white watch, and reported the time: "It's 18:42 now, now go into the village to prepare everything, and the concert will start around 20:00 in the evening."

"Oh, so we've been in the car for almost nine hours?" Wind and dust jumped out of the car.

"Yes", Lou Yixiao and Fengchen walked side by side towards the village.

"Oh, when are you going to get back to the city?" Fengchen asked the question he was most concerned about.

Lou Yixiao is also a smart person, she knows what Fengchen is worried about, and said, "Little brother...... Xiaochen, you are afraid that you won't be able to go back tomorrow, and you won't have time to go to school the day after tomorrow! While chatting in the car, I learned that Fengchen and Mengying were first-year college students.

Fengchen nodded, in this kind of place where there is no means of transportation, if he wants to go back to the city, he can only rely on this newspaper car. If you walk back on your feet, you don't know what year, month, and day you will have to return to Yangyue City, and you have to abandon the factors of getting lost and lack of food.

Lou Yixiao smiled slightly: "Don't worry, we will go back to the city tomorrow." Is Xiaochen so unconfident in Miss Wang? ”

Fengchen pointed out by him, and came to his senses - yes, Sister Xiyue must know where the concert is, if I can't go back to school, Sister Xiyue won't give me the ticket.

But Fengchen wronged Wang Xiyue, she didn't think about it so much, and she didn't know where the concert was at all. Wang Xiyue, who was thousands of miles away, felt something, sneezed, wiped her nose with a tissue on the table, and wondered who was thinking about her.

"Xiyue, what's wrong with you? Got a cold? A man across from him asked with concern.

Seeing Wang Xiyue frowning, the man changed his words in embarrassment: "Miss Wang, have you thought about it?" You have to believe in my father's ability, and you will not let the other party succeed."

"It's a big deal, I'll go back and think about it for a few days," he said, picking up his satchel and walking out.

Seeing Wang Xiyue leaving, the man hurriedly shouted at Wang Xiyue's back: "Then I'll wait for your reply."

Wang Xiyue didn't react, 'Bang Bang Bang~', and walked across the high heels. The man sat back in his chair decadently and sighed, "Hey~."

The topic returned to Fengchen's side, Fengchen and Lou Yixiao followed behind Mengying unhurriedly, chatting happily. And Meng Ying was communicating with a strange woman from time to time at this time.

Walking behind, Fengchen can only see the woman's back, which is a full back goddess, although she can't see the front, but she definitely doesn't look ugly. Wearing a glamorous and dazzling red long skirt with rose petal stripes outlined on the long skirt, showing the dignity of the woman.

Feng Chen can deduce from the dress that the woman in front of him is the 'genius violinist Miao Zhiyu' who has never appeared on the road.

In addition to Fengchen Mengying, Miao Zhiyu and Lou Yixiao, there were three people accompanying him, they were tool assemblers (responsible for setting up stages and other work), food and beverage chef Yu Jianwen, and lighting artist Lan Yeyue.

"With so few people, can you keep busy?" Fengchen asked.

Lou Yixiao shook her head and sighed: "There is no way, our staff have basically had accidents recently, and only the four of us are safe and sound, and of course the heavy responsibility falls on the four of us."

"All of them had an accident? Could it be that there is a problem with your company's water supply? Otherwise, how could there be a collective accident", Fengchen asked tentatively, he always felt that Lou Yixiao was hiding something.

"The village chief is here, let's go quickly", Lou Yixiao sloppied.

Fengchen nodded knowingly, since others refused to say, he was not interested in continuing to ask. Quickened the pace and caught up.

"May I ask if you are from the 'Miao Zhiyu' singing troupe", the first thing the village chief said when he stepped forward.

"Yes, we are, you are Village Chief Li?" Of course, this kind of negotiation fell on Lou Yixiao.

"Well, my name is Li Zhongzhong, and I am the head of this village. You are very welcome to come here to play, we are countrymen, although we may not understand, but the villagers want to be fresh. Li Zhongzhong said bluntly.

Lou Yixiao smiled and said, "It's okay, we can bring you happiness, we are satisfied." ”

After a few flattery to each other, they went to the side and chatted about everything.

Fengchen had a chance to look at this strange woman - her appearance was not outstanding, her height was moderate, her face was a little worried, and she had a temperament that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Fengchen walked towards Meng Ying and Miao Zhiyu: "What are you talking about, can I participate?" ”

Both of them stared at Fengchen coldly, Fengchen didn't care, and introduced himself: "Hello, Miss Miao, my name is Fengchen, and I am a freshman who has just entered college. At present, I am the head of the detective group part-time, and Miss Miao can come to me if she has something."

Miao Zhiyu was a little surprised: "Detective? Hehe, it seems that you have some skills, but I can handle it for the time being", she politely declined.

"Hehe, okay then", Fengchen lamented.

At this time, Lou Yixiao finished talking with the village chief, came to Miao Zhiyu and said: "Miss Miao, the lounge has been arranged, please go and rest first, stay in shape, you will appear at eight o'clock in the evening." ”

"Got it, let's go", Miao Zhiyu responded.

After Miao Zhi's marriage left, only Fengchen Mengying was left at the entrance of the village. "Why did you talk like that," Meng Ying asked.

"It's nothing, I just feel that her behavior is a little abnormal, so I'll ask. Let's go, find a toilet to make it easier", Fengchen walked towards the village.

"Isn't there a toilet in the car?" Meng Ying caught up with Fengchen and asked.

"I talked so much just now that I forgot to go to the bathroom. Now it's too dark to go back to the car."

Mengying: "............".

Walking into the village, the houses are indeed made of bricks and tiles. You can see many people watching the dust on the street. The remoteness of this place is beyond the expectation of wind and dust, and it is already certain that there is no electricity here; For it was getting dark, but there was no light coming out of a single room.

But Miao Zhiyu's lounge was bright, it was a clean two-story building, and nearly a hundred candles were burning on the stairs, in the living room, and in the bedroom. Inside, a series of furniture such as tables, chairs, cabinets, and boxes are complete, and the house is also independent, and there are no houses around ten meters.

Fengchen was not worried that the concert would be interrupted because there was no electricity, and from the section to the village chief, it could be proved that they had come to survey the village. There is no way they could not have noticed such an obvious power outage.

Sure enough, after wandering around the village for a while, Lou Yixiao pulled the two of them back to the newspaper car. The only way to keep the concert going was to rely on the generator in the car. The newspaper truck was parked in the most suitable place to set up a stage, and there was enough place for the villagers to watch.

Everyone was busy with their own things, and no one noticed that a black shadow was walking towards Miao Zhiyu's lounge......