Ding Li knew that he was at a loss, and it seemed that he had really promised Wang Yan. But he didn't put it in his head at all, he smiled and said, "Look, I don't know any music, I'm just a little person who goes to carry your bag." Why bother you so much!"

"Get out!" Wang muttered involuntarily, and didn't quarrel with Ding Li, just in front of everyone's eyes, pulled Ding Li out, stuffed it into a pickup truck, and rushed out so violently.

The car that this girl was driving had the same personality as herself, and a young girl actually drove a pickup truck, which made Ding Li unable to figure it out.

And it's also an imported modified Ford super pickup, which is enough to buy a sports car. This made Ding Li even more puzzled.

All he could ask was, "Where to go now?"

"Of course, it's to the airport, and the plane will take off in two hours!" Wang said no-nonsense.

This made Ding Li shocked: "Wait, I haven't prepared anything yet!"

Wang murmured disdainfully: "Your passport is in my hand, what else do you have to prepare?"

One sentence completely blocked what Ding Li wanted to say, and he quieted down, too, it seemed that there was nothing to prepare. It's a big deal to buy two more clothes after going abroad!

Speaking of which, this is Ding Li's first time abroad...... Well, I wonder if it counts in that world in Perfect Valley?

He finally asked curiously, "Why do you drive such a car?"

The overall frame is stamped from high-strength steel, and you think it looks like a thin-skinned dumpling from the end of the day? The old lady drove this car, and she didn't suffer at all when she hit it!"

Hearing such a domineering sentence, Ding Li broke out in a cold sweat and quickly fastened the seat belt.

When Ding Li walked in Pilton wearing a cultural shirt printed with the word "lean", he felt a little unable to raise his head.

What made her a little unable to raise her head was Wang Lan walking beside him, this girl was wearing the same style of T-shirt as him, and there was a big "I" on her back.

Now Ding Li just hopes that there are not too many people who know Chinese.

It's a pity that he's seen several yellow-skinned guys!

But aside from the crowds that come to the festival along the way, the scenery is beautiful and varied.

Somerset is one of the 34 non-metropolitan counties in the Netherworld, with 5 non-metropolitan areas under its jurisdiction. There are large plains and mountains.

The mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the scenery is fascinating. The plains are gentle and rural. It seems that this year, Britain is best known for its rustic-like scenery.

It is not at all reminiscent that this is the birthplace of modern industrial civilization and was once the factory of the world.

If Ding Li had been killed before, he would not have believed that the largest open-air music festival in the world was actually organized by a farmer.

Let Ding Li have no other words to sigh except Nima!

Colourful minivans filled the trail leading to Worthy Farm, which was not more than kilometers long, and people walked into the venue with heavy luggage and pitched their tents on the grass alone.

There are a variety of tents, including camping, Indian, yurts, and treehouses, and it is like a tent museum. These will be used as apartments for the next four or five days.

During this summer, each of them will stay in such tents for four or five days. Not even running water.

In fact, Wang Lan is much more reliable than him, and she has already rented everything. They drove their rented RVs and grabbed a piece of land in Michael Eavies' farm early and set up their tents.

If it weren't for Wang Lan, it is estimated that even if Ding Li came, he would not be able to participate. It is said that more than 100,000 tickets were sold out in just a few hours. It's full of people from all over the world!

Ding Li was dragged by Wang Lan, and put colorful stickers on the tent they rented, dressed up quite fancy and bells.

But in fact, among the tens of thousands of tents, it looks inconspicuous at all, and it is much more fancy than their tents.

Ding Li had a headache because he and Wang Lan only had one tent. Wang Mu even said confidently, who let you not prepare earlier.

But the question is, does a man and a woman roll into a tent at night? Although he Ding Li is not a vegetarian person, but for Wang Nan, a crazy girl, he still has the idea of staying away, and he always feels that this girl seems to be better friends!

Grandma's, it's summer anyway, so it's a big deal to sleep outside at night. He looked at the sky, and it seemed a little gloomy.

This is the hellish state of the Yin Kingdom, although the temperature rarely exceeds 32 degrees Celsius or falls below -10 degrees, the weather changes very frequently. The sun was shining just now, but it turned into a torrential downpour in an instant.

Next to them, there are a few guys who fill the tent with light tubes, and at night, I'm afraid it's going to turn into a big neon sign!

Looking at Wang Lan happily pasting stickers, Ding Li noticed that a dark cloud was about to envelop the sky. He muttered, "It looks like it's going to rain!"

"Rain is a feature here, and it rains almost every year at the festival. Don't you have rain boots ready, that's a pity!" A tall guy greeted Ding Li in a friendly manner.

This guy is a white man, looking at Ding Li a little surprised, he couldn't help but laugh: "There's nothing strange about it, there are quite a few people who can speak Chinese now!"

Ding Li nodded and said, "It's quite a lot! Are you also here to attend the music festival?"

The guy laughed, "Sure, what do you do here? But I prefer the next thing to do after the festival is over." I guess you'll be interested in parting!"

Sure enough, when I heard it, this guy sold it, and even Wang Nan, who was sticking the tent, came over: "What kind of fun thing? Don't tell me what to smoke**......"

"Of course it's not that boring! Have you ever heard of cosplay?"

"Nonsense! You think we're aliens!" Wang rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Well, after the festival, we're going to have a medieval fantasy fighting game where we can play as a wizard, a samurai, or even a king or a princess. And then there will be a great battle between good and evil!" said the white youth with relish.

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