It's really tormenting! In an unrelated city, there is no one who knows anyone. The only person I know has now become the most uncommon person in the world. It feels like standing on an overpass in North × Beijing, overlooking the traffic, only to find that the city is so big, but none of it is your own.

Maybe it's which store is doing an event, and it's colorful, and someone is singing a two-person turn. On stage, a man and a woman are performing, and the woman is wearing red Burmese crotch pants on her legs and a small green padded jacket. From top to bottom, the little flower in the water, the head is full of cheap hairpins, two pigtails go straight into the sky, and the red face almost squeezes the already small eyes out of place.

The young man was dressed neatly, a pair of red shorts, a pair of torn slippers, and no more clothes. He is not big, with a flat head and a round face, fat, and his straw belly is shy and a little naïve. Clumsily doing all kinds of movements, his mouth is a little yellow joke.

Mixed in the crowd and looked up at the silly girl showing off her excellent singing skills, and the silly boy was stupid and funny. Hong Liang forgot the sadness in front of him for a while, tilted his head and opened his mouth, and laughed with the people around him.

He loves this kind of funny performance, and this kind of performance abounds in today's two-person turns. It's just that today's two-person turn is no longer a two-person turn, to be precise, it is deliberately stupid and ugly, interspersed with various imitation performances. Although it has no soul, it can still make people smile while supporting their families, and there is room for it to exist.

The silly girl in green kept fiddling with two braids that rose to the sky, and the bare-chested silly boy told yellow jokes with a colorful voice, and from time to time reached out to take off the only pair of shorts. People were coaxed for a while, I don't know if they really want to see what else is down the half of the young man's exposed ass, or if they want to hear the sweet and greasy "good brother" of the silly girl. In short, time is wasted here, as if life should have dissipated aimlessly.

He suddenly danced the play, recalling that when he was a child in his hometown of Jining, there would occasionally come to the village to perform in a small troupe, and he could also hear the authentic Shandong Kuaishu. He likes the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger very much, but after a long time, he can hardly remember it. On the contrary, Chen Feng can still come to the last paragraph, and he is full of emotion, but it is also funny.

I don't know what happened to him. The day after tomorrow will be clear.

On this day, Chen Feng felt surprisingly tired. After the Z63 train started around 9 p.m., he quickly lost consciousness. Dizzy, I don't know how long time has passed, he suddenly felt that someone was touching him, and the scene of being grabbed by his foot and neck and flying on the sea instantly came to his mind.

Suddenly got up, prepared for lightning strikes in a panic, and even unconsciously revealed the ring. However, what followed was a sharp pain in the brain. True, his head hit the ceiling of the train, only to be dizzy and scream in agony. However, a call from below made him encounter the greatest embarrassment in his life.

A man in his thirties, speaking with a northeastern accent, said pitifully to Chen Feng, "Brother, I'll sleep later." My daughter-in-law is pregnant. He pointed to the woman in the bunk opposite, "You snort so loudly that the child is so scared that she is tossing in her belly......"

The woman with the big belly also smiled, stroking her round belly with both hands, trying her best to comfort the unborn child.

Chen Feng didn't know what he was talking to the other party at all, so he just wanted to smash the ceiling with his head and get into the mezzanine of the train. Some people have long said that his snoring is terrible, but today it is really unpredictable. It's normal to wake people up with snoring, and it's normal to scare a child, but in case the fetus is wombed prematurely, it's a big surprise.

Fortunately, the lights in the sleeper compartment were extinguished soon after a burst of music, and everything fell silent. The moment the lights went out, he clearly saw the pregnant woman looking at him with pleading and desperate eyes, her hands pressed to her stomach. Without her saying anything, Chen Feng already knew her intentions.

However, problems also arise. The hard hit just now, no matter how sleepy it was, it would have been woken up a long time ago. Moreover, the snoring of the Northeast man will definitely not lose to him. But the strange thing is that his wife can't stand it because of her man's snoring, and the unborn cub still stays in her belly honestly and doesn't come out.

"What a father!" Chen Feng thought to himself, "No need to ask, this must be your own species." ”

In this thunderous snoring, Chen Feng opened his eyes dryly. I looked at my phone for a while, and until one o'clock in the morning, I still didn't mean to sleep.

Suddenly, it seemed like something had come to mind. I remember that day on the reef, the girl in white said to him that someone would come to him in the future, maybe Thor, maybe someone else. Could it be that there are still many people staring at themselves? A Thor almost killed him, could there be anything more ruthless? He slammed his head, not daring to think further.

"And Master, who is Master?"

Endless questions arose before his eyes. These days, whenever he loses sleep, there are always new problems popping up. At that time, the picture was floating in front of his eyes, and every word he heard echoed in his mind countless times, but each time a new question appeared. It's like walking into a labyrinth with countless corners that you can't count.

A burst of electricity drilled into his brain from the cervical vertebrae, Chen Feng couldn't open his eyes in pain, and he couldn't help but cry out, but he couldn't help but shed a few tears.

The July sun wakes up early, and there are still two hours before it reaches its destination, and the morning light has already disturbed the traveler's dreams. There was a cough in the carriage, and early risers waited drowsily for the small toilets to open. Or lie down in front of the faucet, wash your greasy face and comb your hair that has been deformed.

The two people in the lower bunk, together with the child in the belly, seem to be resting well. Even though the corridor was already full of pedestrians, I still slept soundly. It's just that pregnant women occasionally want to turn over, but their stomachs are too big, and people pass, but their stomachs don't.

Chen Feng leaned sideways, his eyes staring at the car window on the other side of the corridor. Looking down, all you can see is the willow trees and the winding railroad tracks. The occasional tremor of the train is staggered with the oncoming train on the opposite side. With a low roar, it disappeared from the narrow field of vision.

This is his first time in Tohoku, and he doesn't expect much from it. Every place, every city, looks the same horizontally and vertically. Aside from the accent of what people are saying, it's almost impossible to tell where you are. But what reason do you have to communicate with the locals? What does their words and deeds have to do with you? If you think about it this way, traveling is just a change of hotel for a night or two.

In fact, according to his temperament, he prefers to choose a hard seat. Sleepless all night, staring out the window, watching ghostly shadows flash in front of the window, watching the lights in the distance dot the loneliness of the night. Or just look at the darkness that you can never see, and stare at your own shadow in the car window. In a daze, all night.

This time it's really abnormal, I honestly lay on the top bunk all night, and I don't have the heart to worry about that little literary feeling. However, he no longer needs the so-called "literature and art", based on what he has seen and heard these days, the plot of this life has long been more exciting than any drama.

As the flow of people walked out of the station, the midsummer morning still made him shiver slightly. followed Hong Liang out of the square in front of the station, but he couldn't get a taxi. In desperation, I had to follow a black car driver who was doing the work to get into the car. The driver was not tall and wore a black T-shirt. The car is a black Santana 2000, and the seats in the car are also black, even the seat cushions are no exception, it is really "black to home". Of course, the fare is the same color.

Entering the hotel, Hong Liang watched TV on a bed. Chen Feng took a weak bath, lay on his bed and fell asleep. He slept until one o'clock in the afternoon, and if it hadn't been for Hong Liang waking him up, he would have slept until dark.

If people are hungry and need to eat, then going out with these two pieces of material can almost be called foraging. Two people wandered around the street, found a buffet and started eating. They are all people who have not eaten two or three meals, and their combat effectiveness can be imagined. When people came and went at the table next to them, and people came and gone, and then people came again, and these two people were still taking food and clearing dishes endlessly, and then taking food and clearing dishes. Sadly, there is a scallop dish in this restaurant, which is really delicious. The scallops are covered with a thin cabbage leaf and a small clump of vermicelli, topped with a salty broth, and the aroma fills the restaurant. No more than forty or fifty were served at any one time, but at this time, more than thirty were always taken away by the two of them. caused the people behind to complain. If it weren't for the restaurant's time limit, it is estimated that the owner would have been able to make the two of them go bankrupt. Let's not talk about drinks, alcohol, and anything else you can eat. Let's save some face for these two boys.

The day's activities at the mall are not over yet, and the small square in front of the mall is still crowded with people watching the excitement. Hong Liang grabbed Chen Feng and introduced how wonderful the performance here was and how superb his singing skills were, and then dragged him into the noise of the crowd.

is still a two-person turn, still a man and a woman, or a high note that goes straight into the sky, or a simple yellow joke. Hong Liang couldn't close his mouth with the same smile as the people around him, but he didn't notice Chen Feng's expression like eating a fly.

Chen Feng doesn't know acting, and he doesn't understand music, but this style of stuff really makes him feel indigestion.

In fact, it is no wonder that people nowadays have become accustomed to all kinds of high-flying parties, and there are more stars flying in the sky than dragonflies around puddles after a shower. Those grass stage teams who hold the old art live like a year, and it is impossible for the clean old drama to compete for pop songs. Finding another way is also a helpless move.

Not only is it a two-person turn, when I was a teenager, I spent the summer vacation in my hometown in Texas, and the last artist team to walk the streets and alleys will also have an opening statement before the performance in the village:

"I said that this big girl and little daughter-in-law should go home and go home. We don't talk about Shandong Kuaishu, we teach bad children, and I don't care about girls. "Everyone knows the performance in the future, it is not a rebellion of Liangshan heroes at all. The three sentences are inseparable from the kang head, and one mouth is a noble martial arts action for the succession of the ancestors.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng also smiled.