How did he know that the girl's stomach was now rumbling with hunger, and how could she have time to chat?

There is also an associate professor of Zhongcai University sitting next to him, which gives Chen Guoguo, who is still a college student, an invisible pressure.

"Holly, you went to Cuiyun Mountain today, and Zhang Wei, who missed it, sang here." Liu Yimin said.

"Oh? How well does he sing? Yu Dongqing took a sip of beer and asked casually.

"Is it okay...... But I don't think it's as good as you. ”

"Yes, although Zhang Wei's singing skills are good and his voice is very good, I always feel that I can't sing the free and easy taste of holly." Zhang Yang next to him took a barbecue and commented while eating.

"Hey, don't you feel that Holly's two love songs, only his broken voice sings more flavor?" Du Hui also interjected.

"Yes, yes, that's true."

The other three immediately chimed in.

Yu Dongqing does not deny this.

It turned out that in that time and space, many singers covered songs written by Luo Dayou. Although the voice conditions are much better, only Luo Dayou's broken voice can sing this taste.

The four men were talking while eating, and Chen Guoguo, who was eating barbecue with relish next to him, suddenly screamed, startling Yu Dongqing.

"Uncle, "Love Song 1980" was written by you, so the love song "1990" was also written by you?! You're that brother-in-law! Chen Guoguo looked excited.

Yu Dongqing had no choice but to nod.

"Uncle, you're so bad! You lied to me! ”

"What did I lie to you?" Yu Dongqing felt inexplicable.

"Since you're that brother-in-law, why didn't you tell me earlier?!" Chen Guoguo is right.

"Did you ask me? You asked me yesterday what kind of person the author of these two songs is, and I said that he is an office worker, and you still don't believe it, I didn't lie to you, right? ”

Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

Chen Guoguo was speechless.

Think about it.

This is what she never expected that the author of these two songs would be the uncle in front of her!

Wow.....

Handsome and stylish!

Chen Guoguo suddenly felt his little heart beat violently twice.

"What's wrong with you?

Yu Dongqing looked at Chen Guoguo staring at him and asked with concern.

"No, nothing." Chen Guoguo hurriedly shook his head and continued to deal with the mutton skewers in his hand.

It was already one o'clock in the middle of the night after eating, drinking and chatting, but there were still fans sitting around the surrounding lawn, many holding guitars and playing and singing the songs of their favorite teams.

Yu Dongqing saw a very handsome boy playing and singing a ballad, which caused a round of applause around him, and a beautiful girl actually put her arms around the boy's neck when he was playing and singing, lying on his back and not letting go, this carnival will not end until more than three o'clock in the morning.

But Yu Dongqing and the others are no longer young after all, and they don't have the habit of staying up until three o'clock, so they are ready to go back to their tents to sleep when they see if the time is not early.

At this time, he saw the ambiguous eyes of several buddies.

"Chen Guoguo has no place to sleep for the time being, sleep in my tent, and I'll go sleep in the car." Yu Dongqing explained, and then said: "Dude, it's the first time for her to camp at a girl's house, you can also help pay attention." ”

"Okay, I see, you can go." Zhang Yang replied with a smile.

But I was thinking in my heart, shouldn't you be here without three hundred taels of silver, sneaking into someone's girl's tent in the middle of the night?

Anyway, you're single now, and you don't have a burden in your heart.

Yu Dongqing really didn't think so, took Chen Guoguo back to the tent, said a few more words, and then turned around and left.

"Uncle!"

Chen Guoguo suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" Yu Dongqing turned around and looked at Chen Guoguo, who only showed a small head.

"No..... Nothing, good night. ”

"Good night."

Yu Dongqing said a word, turned around and left.

Chen Guoguo watched his figure disappear into the night, before he got into the tent, locked the tent zipper, took off his coat and lay in his sleeping bag a few times, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yu Dongqing walked to the parking lot not far away, took out the toiletries he brought, found a faucet and washed them briefly, and then lay down in the back seat of the car.

is more than 1.8 meters tall, and it is uncomfortable to sleep in the back seat and not be able to stretch out your feet.

Forget it, make do.

It wasn't until two o'clock in the middle of the night that Yu Dongqing fell asleep.

The concert starts at 2 p.m., so the morning is a break time, and people who had a night of partying last night naturally don't wake up early, and some people are still asleep at noon.

Yu Dongqing didn't have the habit of sleeping lazy, and woke up at nine o'clock at the latest, changed his clothes in the car, and then went to the nearby bathroom to solve personal problems, and after washing up, he was ready to go to Zhang Yang and them.

Passing by Chen Guoguo's tent, Yu Dongqing thought that the girl was still sleeping, but she didn't expect that Chen Guoguo had already gotten up and sat on the lawn in front of the tent reading a book, still wearing the floral dress she wore last night.

Under the sun, it looks very quiet to change the madness of last night.

In the early morning sun, it is full of youth.

"Uncle, morning!"

When Chen Guoguo saw Yu Dongqing coming over, he stood up and greeted him with a smile, his eyes crooked.

"Morning, did you sleep last night?" Yu Dongqing asked with concern.

"It's fine." Chen Guoguo's voice was quieter, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face inadvertently.

I thought that I could sleep beautifully last night in a warm and soft sleeping bag, but the sound from the surrounding tent in the middle of the night made her a little red-faced at a girl.

So I woke up early as soon as it was too bright today.

But how can you say this to the middle-aged uncle in front of you?

Yu Dongqing didn't notice the girl's expression, and was relieved to hear that it was okay last night, so she went to Zhang Yang and them again, and several buddies had already gotten up.

First, they packed up their tents and put them in their respective cars, and then cleaned up the garbage around them, and then a few people went to eat, and Chen Guoguo still followed.

How good it is to eat and drink.

On the style street, a few people ate Zhangjiakou's special snacks - sugar hemp leaves and a bowl of soy milk, and discussed where to play, anyway, there are still several hours before the opening ceremony of today's music festival.

"Let's go climb Cuiyun Mountain, shall we?" Zhang Yang seemed to be in high spirits.

But Yu Dongqing didn't want to go.

Too tired.

"I'd like to go to the Sky Library." Yu Dongqing expressed his opinion.

The Sky Library is a new online check-in venue at the resort this year, which is free and open to the public. At the top of Cuiyun Mountain, you can take the cable car to reach it directly, stand in the library and overlook the rolling mountains, and you can also immerse yourself in the fragrance of books and spend a leisurely time.

Yu Dongqing has long wanted to go and see it.

"Uncle, I'll go to the library with you too." Chen Guoguo, who was standing next to him, hurriedly said.

As soon as they heard the girl's words, Zhang Yang showed an ambiguous smile on their faces again.

"Okay, then you go play, let's climb the mountain, have fun......"

Watching the three of them leave, Yu Dongqing looked at Chen Guoguo with some dissatisfaction, worrying about your safety at night and taking care of you is considered to be benevolent, right?

Why do you want to follow like a fart during the day?

Unexpectedly, Chen Guoguo said: "Uncle, I really want to go to the library, this is arranged during my participation in the music festival, I am a student of the School of Literature and Journalism of Sichuan University, studying Chinese and Chinese language and literature, naturally interested in reading books." ”

Talented?