"Cleaned up?"

"No, Brother Zhi, wait a minute!"

"Hurry up!"

"Okay, okay, it's done, it's done!"

Standing in the corridor of the hotel, knocking on the opposite door, and hearing the sound of the rebels inside, Li Youzhi looked at his watch.

It's already 6 p.m., and the evening performance of the Summer Festival should start right away.

Just when Li Youzhi was standing in the corridor complaining about a group of rebels, the mobile phone in his pocket rang again.

Seeing that it was the local phone number in Jinling again, Li Youzhi answered it after a little hesitation.

"Little brother, what are you doing~?!"

As soon as the phone was connected, Tian Qing's sad and angry voice entered Li Youzhi's ears.

"If you have any opinions, can you ask us! You are doing these things on the Internet, and the comment area of our cultural tourism official account has been blown up, and the pressure of public opinion is too great! ”

Hearing Tian Qing's sad and indignant complaint on the other end of the phone, Li Youzhi silently opened the Shake Hand APP and clicked into the comment area of Jinling Cultural Tourism.

Indeed, as Tian Qing said, at this time, the comment area of Jinling Cultural Tourism's latest work has been brushed more than 30,000 floors!

"Real-name report Jinling Summer Festival hanging sheep's head to sell dog meat! The event advertises pure Japanese style, but I didn't see any mushroom eggs after I went! ”

"Stir fry stir fry! Isn't this deceiving consumers? As everyone knows; What kind of pure Japanese wind is there without mushroom clouds?! Geneva, get your money back! ”

"A dick summer festival, Lao Tzu came with great expectations, but I didn't see a mushroom cloud after looking at the street for a long time, and I was defeated! The Japanese consulate can't do it, blind certification! Swindler! ”

"If you can't do it, don't do it! Engage a group of little cosers to wear kimonos to wipe the edges, and find a group of two dogs to dance the Awa dance is a Japanese style? Let's arrange another nuclear explosion show! ”

Looking at the crazy ridicule of a group of sand sculpture musicians in the comment area of Jinling Cultural Tourism, Li Youzhi raised his eyebrows.

This group of hateful musicians is simply too much!

How can you treat the official name of Jinling Cultural Tourism like this?

I rushed to more than 30,000 floors, and the rest of the fun people don't have long hands!

With a smile, Li Youzhi raised the phone to his ear again.

"Director Tian, I don't think you can blame me for this. I'm just coming here to shoot a scene at the Summer Festival, and I'm playing a ghost in order to match the atmosphere of the Jinling Summer Festival, what else do you want me to do? It's their business for netizens to coax, you talk to them to go! I can't control their behavior...... They still scold me sometimes! ”

ruthlessly cleared up his relationship with Leziren, and Li Youzhi softened his tone again;

"But I took a look and felt that netizens were so angry; The opinions mainly focus on the sale of dog meat on the head of a sheep at the summer festival to deceive tourists and consumers. You don't want to be complained about by netizens, it's actually very easy to do. Either you just give him the whole mushroom egg on the spot, or you just stop this event! ”

Li Youzhi's sarcasm was directly filled, and the yin and yang weirdness that seriously overflowed directly broke Tian Qing's defense.

You're a big deal!

If I had the ability to bomb the whole atom, I'd put it in your mouth first—it's too bad!

(; Д`)！

After holding it for a long time, Tian Qingcai, who was on the other side of the phone, said with a crying voice:

"Little brother, I know that this summer festival is really inappropriate to be held in Jinling, but this matter is not something that our propaganda department can decide! You raise your noble hand to persuade your fans to let us go, and I will immediately coordinate with my superiors and relevant departments, do you think it's okay to deal with it like this? ”

Hearing Tian Qing's crying voice, Li Youzhi's eyes lit up.

"The Japanese Summer Festival Jinling Station has a total of seven days, and today is the first day, when can you coordinate?"

"Little brother...... I promise to do my best to coordinate! ”

Tian Qing's reply made Li Youzhi laugh again.

Recruitment without mentioning specific salary standards, without giving a specific deadline for commitment, and the ambiguity of a delayed and uncertain relationship...... All of them are hooligans!

Playing this set with Brother Zhi, do you think Brother Zhi will agree?

Thinking so, Li Youzhi smiled faintly and said:

"Director Tian has worked hard, if you say so, I will definitely have to support the promotion of Jinling Cultural Tourism. Originally, I planned to go back to Rongcheng after filming, so it's okay...... I took my classmates to hold a cos show to save the image of Jinling! ”

As soon as he was swept away at noon, the lesson of blood was placed in front of him, and Tian Qing didn't dare to believe Li Youzhi's criticism anymore.

Hearing Li Youzhi say that he was going to do a cos show, the other side of the phone fell silent again.

It took a long time for his bitter and complaining voice to come again.

"Coss devils?"

"No, this time it's absolutely positive! Director Tian rest assured, I, Li Youzhi, swear to the sky; This cos show will be even more exciting than the one in Chang'an! ”

Under Li Youzhi's serious and serious oath, Tian Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then thank you, little brother, but we'll still send a few people to cooperate with you......"

Honk......

Before Tian Qing finished speaking, Li Youzhi hung up the phone directly.

At the same time, the door of the room where Liu Meng and Zhou Yuan were was open was open.

"Brother Zhi, we're all right!"

Putting the mobile phone into the pocket of the costume, turning his head to look at the image of a group of rebels, Li Youzhi nodded with satisfaction.

Carefully tidying up the image of a group of rebels, he waved his hand and led everyone to the elevator.

Bite.

As the elevator door opened, a small couple who were silently grabbing inside opened their mouths wide.

Looking at Li Youzhi and the others who entered the elevator, the boy purred and silently buttoned his shirt.

Then, respectfully pressed the close button of the elevator.

…………………………

6:35 a.m.

Fenghuai Pedestrian Street is already overcrowded.

It's too hot during the day, and there are no performances at the Japanese Summer Festival, so there are no people.

But in the evening, as the evening breeze blows away the sweltering heat, various Japanese performances begin at the summer festival site, and tourists who have seen the publicity have already come up.

However, at the summer festival, the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Looking at the tourists who were attracted by the atmosphere of the summer festival, and at the young men and women in kimonos holding ice cream and octopus balls, some Jinling people who passed by frowned.

The event was not advertised locally, and the surrounding crowd did not even notice when the pedestrian street was decorated like this.

"What are you doing? Wasn't this a pedestrian street? ”

"What's going on, when did this side of the pedestrian street become a Japanese street?"

"I remember that there were only a few Japanese restaurants on this street, why didn't one of them pay attention, and the whole street became this style? So many people? ”

Seeing the pedestrian street with various Japanese folk decorations, many local residents felt that their hearts were churning.

On the side of the street, an old man riding on an electric car raised his hand when he saw several kimono girls walking towards him.

"Hey, little girl, why are you wandering around here in this ghost costume? This is Jinling! ”

"What's the problem? What age is it, girls have the freedom to dress! ”

"That's it, what's wrong with Jinling? What age is it now, it's just a normal cultural exchange, and it's all about fuss. ”

In the face of the old man's questioning, a few girls carrying Japanese snacks snickered and said a few words, and then walked into the scene of the summer festival with their clattering clogs.

Looking at the kimono girls with cherry blossoms on their heads, wearing kimonos, and taking small steps all the way, talking, laughing, and taking pictures, the old man clenched his fists.

Beside him, a group of young people who had just gotten off work and were standing at the intersection waiting for the traffic light also frowned.

It was at this time that suddenly a group of "weird" people walked up to the traffic light

Their ragged and grass-gray uniforms full of holes and cuts were stained with dust and sludge.

Some of them were barefoot, some wore shabby straw sandals, and looked like beggars. Some of them wore armed belts, the German-style steel helmets on their heads were full of bullet holes, and the sleeves of their military uniforms were rolled up high, but they could not see the might of a soldier.

They walked with tired and weak steps, and the seemingly young faces were stained with jet-black blood and stains, and sweat mixed with blood slid down their faces, like a trickle, washing out the ravines on the dirty skin.

In their hands, they carried broken rifles, broadswords with missing swords and broken tassels, and flags covered with bullet holes and gunpowder.

The flag, which seemed to have been burned by fire, was so mutilated that it could not even be seen in its original color.

Looking at this group of people who suddenly appeared at the intersection, all the pedestrians on the side of the street were stunned.

The green lights for pedestrian traffic came on, but everyone on the street remained motionless as if petrified. Even the vehicles on the road seem to have lost power.

In the eerie silence of the city, the man at the front of the ghost procession that seemed to crawl out of the ground stopped.

Holding a worn-out mid-range rifle, he looked left and right.

"Fellow, bother to ask, what is this...... Where is it? ”

Listening to his hoarse, puzzled voice, looking at his chapped lips, even the terrifying face of a fly, the lips of the old man riding on the electric car squirmed.

"It's ...... Jinling. ”

The man's gaze became confused, he raised his head and looked at the summer festival in front of him, at the men in clogs, bathrobes, and white scarves wrapped around their heads, and at the women in kimonos, carrying octopus balls, and talking and laughing with cherry blossoms on their heads.

His blood-stained cheeks and cracked lips trembled.

Silently, he poked the rifle to the ground. Then, he slowly knelt down.

"Jinling...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

"We ...... After all, I still didn't hold it! ”

A long howl of sorrow and guilt pierced the night sky.

Seeing the "ghosts" kneeling on the ground one by one, the pedestrians at the street only felt that although it was invisible, it weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and hit them in the heart!

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