Ultra-Dimensional Technology Era

As for the two-year break, for a young student who just debuted, no one would know him after two years of rest.

He has gone through these experiences once, and when he thinks about what happened in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe knows that all this is irreversible. He is not in despair, nor does he plan to beg for mercy, only a calm heart.

"Sister Cai, thank you for taking care of me over the past two years."

Hu Cai was taken aback for a moment, she suddenly felt that the big boy in front of her had matured overnight.

"Since the company plans to let me rest, then I plan to go back to my hometown. Sister Cai, please take care."

After Huang Mingzhe finished speaking, he opened the closet beside him, put some clothes into the suitcase, and dragged the suitcase outside.

Hu Cai stretched out her hand, but in the end it turned into a sigh. She was just a small agent and had no way to influence the company's decision.

In front of the Pudong Hotel.

Huang Mingzhe, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, hails a taxi casually.

"Where are you going brother?"

"Pudong Airport."

The taxi driver seemed to sense that Huang Mingzhe didn't want to talk, so he quietly drove him to Pudong Airport.

In the early morning of April, it was still slightly cold, but the world of flowers and flowers in the magic capital was already full of traffic.

Huang Mingzhe looked out of the car window quietly. He has lived in this city for about seven years, but today is the first time he has calmed down to observe this place.

Maybe it's about to leave, there is always the sadness of spring and autumn when things are right and wrong.

Along the way, he just stared out the car window blankly. Despite decades of experience in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe was still full of confusion.

Especially that period of dark memories made him even more unhappy.

Huang Mingzhe didn't wake up until the taxi driver reminded him that he was at the airport.

After paying the fare, he dragged his suitcase into the airport and bought an economy class ticket to Pengcheng Bao'an Airport.

The plane took off in two hours.

He sat in the waiting hall, habitually took out his mobile phone, a smart phone that just came out this year, opened the mobile browser, and a few news items popped up on the homepage recommendation.

"The Origin of April Fool's Day", "The Popular Little Fresh Meat Domineering", "The HLW Group Is Disbanding", "The Movie In the Mood for Love Comes to an End", "..."

Half of the six or seven pieces of news are closely related to him, but unfortunately they are all negative news. As for the two guys who made their debut with him, they are now avoiding him as much as possible.

In this world of entertaining to death, what kind of monsters and ghosts are behind those glamorous glamor? Only those who have experienced it will understand the darkness and filth of the entertainment industry.

He shook his head in self-deprecating, all this originated from a bloody drama three days ago, and he was one of the protagonists.

Shengmei Company arranged for Huang Mingzhe to participate in the movie In the Mood for Love, but at the finale banquet three days ago, the director's son and movie star Ma Qijun drugged the movie's female lead Zhao Mengting.

When Ma Qijun was about to attack Zhao Mengting, Huang Mingzhe happened to break his good deed. As soon as he was young and energetic, he beat Ma Qijun on the spot.

The matter almost went to the police station, but in the end Ma Qijun's father and Shengmei Company jointly suppressed it.

I thought it was a hero saving the beauty, but in the end it became a villain who was arrogant and plotting evil, what an irony.

Even Zhao Mengting came forward to testify that Huang Mingzhe intended to sexually harass her, while Ma Qijun turned himself into a flower protector.

A bitch is ruthless, an actor is ruthless, and the two are one, ruthless and ungrateful.

Not only was he ruined, he was hidden by the company, and he almost entered the detention center. If there was not enough evidence in the end, he would probably become Zhang San, an extrajudicial lunatic.

Who can blame all this can only blame himself for being blind, young and ignorant, powerless and powerless.

The road in the entertainment industry has been broken, and I have given up on it.

The contract he signed with Shengmei Company lasted for ten years, and the liquidated damages were as high as 5000 million yuan. Even if the contract was successfully terminated, the two-year non-employment agreement could kill him.

As a result, the entertainment industry can hardly continue. As for becoming a wandering singer like in his previous life, Huang Mingzhe has no interest in repeating the same mistakes.

Looking at the time of the ticket, the flight information is scrolling on the flight information display in the airport hall.

[Magic City Pudong - Pengcheng Bao'an flight, 2011.4.1—10:20...]

Before the plane took off, Huang Mingzhe dragged his suitcase through the ticket gate. The ticket inspector gave him a surprised look, obviously recognizing his notoriety.

Confused and calm, he boarded the plane to Bao'an, Pengcheng.

And this time when he went back, he had to fulfill an unfulfilled promise. At the Cheung Sha Wan Expressway exit, he did not return to his roots after all.

At the same time, Huang Mingzhe's last words to his father still echo in his ears.

Is there really anything in the old house? There is nothing in his impression. When he went home to hold the funeral for his parents and sister last September, he didn't seem to notice anything.

Of course, it is also possible that he was too sad at the time and didn't notice any details. This time, he must go to the old house to look for it carefully.

Tossed and turned for almost a day.

The bus slowly passed the Cheung Sha Wan Expressway Exit, and through the window he saw the toll booth, the place where he was finally buried.

No one can imagine that the world after 39 years will be dead and hopeless. Maybe I need to do something for this blue planet and for the fresh lives in front of me.

After passing through Cheung Sha Wan, Huang Mingzhe seemed to have realized his true nature, but the ensuing timidity of being close to home troubled his steps.

After getting off at the entrance of the village.

He took a deep breath. The smell of earth and grass in his hometown, as well as a trace of gunpowder smoke, lifted his spirits.

Past the stone archway at the entrance of the village is a cement road that was just built a few years ago.

The old houses, big banyan trees, and small ponds are still there, but the old people have passed away. In addition, as the Qingming Festival approaches, the sound of firecrackers in the back mountain is always there.

Old things are the most likely to touch the scene and hurt people. Huang Mingzhe dragged his suitcase and was pointed at by villagers along the way. He has long been familiar with the habits of these villagers.

His family's small villa was at the innermost part of the village, and it took him a long time to come to the door. At this moment, the slightly rusty door lock made him feel as if it was a thousand pounds.

Chapter 2 Hometown Vegetables Deep

The three Yunnan early cherry trees in the front yard had only a few clusters of residual flowers left at this time, so he took out the key and opened the courtyard door.

There are mosses on the bluestone slabs, many untrimmed wood sorrel, and rabbit tail grass grow wildly together. Although there are traces of cleaning, it lacks a trace of human smoke and fire after all.

With heavy steps, he pushed open the old wooden door. The living room still had the same furnishings, mahogany tea table and wooden bookshelf.

It was as if he saw that unsmiling figure again, making tea and eating a book on the sofa, that gentle smile busy at the kitchen table, and that sister who quarreled and played with him all day.

"Huh..." Resisting the throbbing of emotions, he put the suitcase in his room, then took a rag and a feather duster from the kitchen, and roughly cleaned the house.