The plane landed at Chongqing Jiangbei International Airport, and the group wore sunglasses and dragged their luggage out of the waiting hall, and was already waiting in a special car booked online by the studio in advance.

The four of them got into the car and talked and laughed: Du Hui, who has always talked little, suddenly said: "Dude, do you know what I want to do first thing when I arrive in Chongqing?" ”

"What?"

"Eat hot pot!"

The crowd laughed.

Du Hui is a native of Hunan, so he naturally has a soft spot for Chongqing hot pot, which is famous for its spicy food.

Zhang Yang, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, heard Du Hui say this, and immediately turned around and said: "No wonder I smelled a smell along the way, it turned out to be the smell of hot pot." ”

The driver of the car is a local, hospitable, listening to them talk about eating hot pot, immediately introduced in a Sichuan dialect.

"If you want to eat hot pot, you have to go to Nanshan, and if it is night, the hot pot restaurant is built according to Nanshan, you can overlook the entire Yuzhong Peninsula, see the sparkling river, the whole city is brightly lit, of course, it is best to bring a few young girls, it is very fun."

Listening to the driver's introduction, Yu Dongqing felt that his saliva was about to flow out, as a native of Qin Province, of course he also likes to eat hot pot.

Even Zhang Yang, who usually can't eat spicy food, said that he must eat it once in the evening to feel the hot taste.

Yu Dongqing's hotel is the InterContinental Hotel.

This is a five-star luxury hotel located in the heart of the mountain city, located in Changtianmen Square. It has a beautiful view of the Yangtze River and Jialing River.

After Yu Dongqing checked in, he stood at the window and looked at the sparkling river, feeling relaxed and happy, and he suddenly thought of the petite girl with short hair in Chengdu, which was not far from Chongqing.

Guoguo graduated this year, right?

Will she come to Chongqing for the Midi Music Festival?

A county town in the eastern part of Sichuan Province.

Without the fast-paced life of a big city, the small town seems soothing and cozy.

Under the grape trellis in a small courtyard in Dongguan in the county seat, a petite girl wearing a floral skirt was sitting on a swing with a little flower cat lying in her arms.

On the chair opposite her sat a chubby girl, and the two girls were chatting in the shade.

Chen Guoguo and Han Chun.

"Guoguo, this year's Midi Music Festival is going to be held in Chongqing, don't you want to take a look?" Han Chun looked at his girlfriend who was sitting leisurely on the swing and asked.

Chen Guoguo was teasing the cat in her arms, and when she heard her companion's question, she raised her head and looked at her: "Are you going?" ”

"I want to go but I don't have time, the company asked me to rush to Yanjing immediately and said that I wanted to participate in a commercial performance, so I won't say goodbye to you." Han Chun explained.

In April last year, as a college student, she participated in the talent show "Happy Girl" and won the third place in the finals, and she signed a contract with Jinye Records to become its singer.

Among them, an album called "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" was also released, and the response was good.

She graduated from college this year and officially started her career as a singer.

"Guoguo, you have time, didn't your unit say that you can report later." Han Chun said again.

Chen Guoguo also graduated from college this year, and she originally wanted to take the graduate school entrance examination and actively prepared for it, but her parents suddenly asked her to take the exam last fall.

It is said that the employment pressure is getting bigger and bigger, you are a liberal arts student and learning Chinese, even if you are admitted to graduate school, you have to face the pressure of taking the public exam now, and find a stable job.

Chen Guoguo struggled for two days and finally agreed, she is an obedient child.

Written exams, interviews, political examinations, all the way through, and now she has become a clerk of the Cultural and Tourism Bureau of a district in Chengdu, and she was notified to officially go to work on August 1st, which is the most leisurely time for her at home.

Chen Guoguo listened to Han Chun's words, gently stroked the cat on his lap and was silent.

"Guoguo, I read the program list on the Internet, the Qingmangshu Band is going to participate, if the company is not going to Yanjing soon, I must go to Chongqing to watch Mr. Yu's performance!" Han Chun said again.

For Yu Dongqing, Han Chun was full of gratitude in his heart.

It was the song "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" written by him that defeated Li Xuexin in one fell swoop in the final finals of "Happy Girl" and successfully reached the semifinals.

Listening to Han Chun's words, Chen Guoguo raised his head and looked at her with a smile on his face: "Aren't you going to stay in Yanjing all year round now?" You might hear him singing. ”

"yes. I've heard that he occasionally goes to a tavern called Shili Peach Blossom in Sanlitun to sing, and I must go there when I get to Yanjing, hoping to meet him. Han Chun said.

"Mm-hmm, it will happen."

"But, Guoguo, if I go to Yanjing and you stay in Chengdu, I will rarely see you in the future." Han Chun said that he was a little reluctant in his heart, it turned out that the two went to school in Chengdu, although it was not the same school, they often saw each other on weekends, not to mention the winter and summer vacations.

Seeing that his girlfriend was a little depressed, Chen Guoguo comforted: "It's okay, we can video chat, and you're coming back for the New Year, right?" ”

"Actually. Guoguo, it should be you and not me who went to Yanjing, if you didn't deliberately sing that out-of-tune song, you would definitely be able to beat me to enter the top ten to participate in the finals of Yanjing! ”

Thinking of this, Han Chun felt a little guilty in his heart.

If Chen Guoguo reaches the finals, with her delicate face, ethereal voice and her status as a top student, her grades may be better than herself.

Now he's already a well-known singer, right?

Unlike now, obscurity.

"Oh, it's all in the past, why mention this?" Chen Guoguo said angrily: "I said a long time ago that you are more suitable to be a singer than me!" ”

"But. . . But. Han Chun wanted to defend himself, but was stopped by Chen Guoguo: "Not so much, but, Chunchun, don't talk about it, okay?" ”

"Okay." Han Chun nodded and suddenly thought of something: "After talking for a long time, do you want to go to Chongqing to watch the show?" ”

Chen Guoguo lowered his head slightly, and suddenly raised his head again and smiled: "I'm not going, Chongqing is too far away." ”

"Huh? You dare to go to Zhangjiakou so far, Chongqing is more than an hour away by high-speed rail, and you still say that it is far away?! Han Chun looked incredulous.

Chen Guoguo didn't answer but said: "Chunchun, there are some things that you can experience once, are you right?" ”

"What the hell are you talking about?" Han Chun was a little confused.

"It's nothing. Anyway, it's not like I'm not going, I'm staying at home with my parents, and I have less time to come back after work. ”

"Okay then, I'll go first, I've got to go buy something, I'm going to leave tomorrow morning." Han Chun said.

"I'll see you off at the station tomorrow morning." Chen Guoguo said.

"No, no, no."

"It's okay, I'm idle at home anyway."

Han Chun left, leaving Chen Guoguo to sit alone on the swing, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the dense grape leaves, leaving a mottled shadow on her fair face.

The cat in his arms slipped away at some point, and the small courtyard seemed very quiet, and Chen Guoguo suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness.

Grabbed the swing rope with both hands, slowly swayed it, and hummed a song softly in his mouth:

His unruly face was like it was getting late

Her washed hair was like a flame in her heart

The short carnival has lasted for a lifetime

The long goodbye is a feast of youth

My hands on a winter night are like hot vows

Your twinkling eyes are like fragile faith

The years of covetousness are repaid mercilessly

The arrogance of the heart has vanished

Before I knew it, my eyes suddenly turned red

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