Ling Xiaocan nodded, she looked back at Yang Yunle with loving eyes: "Last week, you really had a high fever, and you kept talking nonsense. I was going not to let you come to this event, but you insisted on coming. ”

"But it's okay, I'm your strong backing, if you don't understand, I'll tell you."

Ling Xiaocan was still as considerate as ever, she thought that it might be that Yang Yunle was too tired, and she had some temporary brain discomfort and temporary amnesia. After all, they are highly educated, and they still have research on this point.

At this time, the driver came over, and there seemed to be some urging in his words: "Teacher Yang, Teacher Ling, if it's okay, why don't you get out of the car first, I plan to wash the car by this lake." ”

Yes? Is it the voice of the child? Yang Yunle raised his head and swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently.

The man in front of him is about the same height as Guo Zai, but he is slightly more mature than him, and he is indeed the appearance of Guo Zai. But he calls himself Teacher Yang? And not Brother Le?

Yang Yunle paused, not knowing what to call this person he thought was a state boy, so he had to say vaguely: "Oh, driver, we'll get out of the car right away." ”

The driver smiled: "Hello Mr. Yang, you are too polite, don't you keep calling me Kuangzai?" I've been driving for your class for four years, and what about the driver? ”

It's a bit funny to say this, the driver master actually calls himself a situation boy. But it seems that he only seems to know Yang Yunle in front of him.

"Oh, hello." Yang Yunle said cautiously, for fear that something would go wrong.

Guo Zai handed over a form and handed over a pen: "Sign it, arrive safely." ”

Yang Yunle took the paper and pen with both hands, squatted down, spread the paper on the chair of the bus, signed, and then handed it back to Kuang Zai.

"Alright, trouble." Since there is no memory of my brother, or it was originally a dream of my own, I still have to have kind words.

Guo Zai took the form and looked at it, and there were a few big words in the name column on it: Yang Yunle.

"Teacher Yang, are you kidding? Can you spell your name wrong? Guo Zai couldn't help laughing, he was sure that Yang Yunle was joking with himself.

Yang Yunle recalled that he had called Yang Yunle in his dream, Fengye, and also called Yang Chen, wasn't he called Yang Yunle?

"And what is my name?" Yang Yunle's expression was serious, as if he had really forgotten what his name was.

Seeing that Guo Zai was a little embarrassed, Ling Xiaocan had no choice but to hurry out of the round: "Guo Zai, Brother Le had a high fever last week, and he may have some transient amnesia, don't mind, I'll sign the name." ”

After speaking, Ling Xiaocan took back the form from Guo Zai's hand, and then signed his name one by one.

Yang Yunle glanced at it, and the name signed by Ling Xiaocan was Ling Xiaoxiao.

"Your name is Ling Xiaoxiao?" Yang Yunle fell into memories again, could it be that Ling Xiaocan in the dream was really just in a dream?

Ling Xiaocan nodded, as if he felt that Yang Yunle's question was getting stranger and stranger: "My name is Ling Xiaoxiao, it has always been, what the hell is going on with you?" ”

"Oooh. It's okay. Now Yang Yunle is also suspecting that those may really be just a dream, and he is confused because of fever.

"Alright, let's get off." Ling Xiaocan took the initiative to take Yang Yunle's hand. Yang Yunle felt like he was in Yunshi, it was so real, but at the moment, it seemed that there was something wrong with his thinking, and it was not suitable to say it.

He turned his head and confirmed again that this Ling Xiaoxiao was the Ling Xiaocan in his dream, then smiled and got out of the car with confidence.

In front of me is a large grassland, with no end in sight. Next to the grassland is a large Hupo. Looking along Hubo, there is a small island faintly over there.

The grassland is filled with flowers of all colors, and it feels like a miracle of nature, dancing in the wind. The whole space was filled with the fragrance of grass and flowers, which made Yang Yunle feel suddenly comfortable.

He couldn't help but think that if those things were really dreams in the past, then life is really good now. There were no mysterious people, no mail, no half a glass of water, no Ling Xiaocan, who was tortured because of himself, no poor dead cats......

"Mr. Yang, what are you thinking? Laughing so weirdly? The boy, who called himself Huihui, walked over while humming a little tune.

This interrupted Yang Yunle's memories of the dream, he smiled and said to Huihui: "Your name is Huihui, right, what song are you humming, it's quite good?" ”

Huihui snorted and laughed: "Do I love to dream, or does Mr. Yang love acting, and he is still acting?" This song was written by you, called Xiaoqiao Liushui People, our class song. ”

Well, Yang Yunle suddenly felt embarrassed, he had no memory, so Huihui thought that he was changing the law to praise his songs.

"I, how to say, I may be sick and don't remember." Yang Yunle really didn't know how to explain this matter, and stuttered a little. He gently shook Ling Xiaocan's arm as if asking for help.

Ling Xiaocan immediately understood, she nodded and said to Huihui: "Teacher Yang seems to be really sick, but it should be a short time, don't worry." Sometimes if they can't remember something, you can remind them more. ”

Ling Xiaocan told the truth, she couldn't help but shake Yang Yunle's hand tightly as comfort.

Huihui knew that these two teachers were lovers, and their relationship was usually very good, so he didn't make fun of Yang Yunle anymore.

Seeing Huihui walking away, Yang Yunle lowered his voice and asked Ling Xiaocan, "We are here to camp?" Or cherry blossoms? ”

This question made Ling Xiaocan laugh almost out of breath.

It took her a long time to come to her senses: "Big brother, we are here to experience life." Not on this endless meadow, but on some small island opposite. ”

"We study the acting department, what we pay attention to is the truth, and this training is a month. There are cameras all over the island that record everyone's lives. But according to the requirements, we can't bring communication equipment, we can't bring food and water, we can only bring a simple change of clothes. ”

Ling Xiaocan had patiently explained very clearly, everything was just a practical training, just like a reality show in a movie. The more authentic it is, the more eye-catching it is.

"Huh? Isn't that equivalent to being isolated from the outside world, similar to surviving on a desert island? Yang Yunle suddenly thought of that movie.

The protagonist of Desert Island Survival stays on a desert island several times alone, with no food, no water, and nothing. But in the end, he survived by his own will.

"Desert Island survival? Is it a movie or a book? Why haven't I seen it? Ling Xiaocan thought about it carefully, it was true that he had never heard of this name, but the name was still quite good.