The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

Because of Duanfang's leg pain, the previous plan was disrupted, and Cheng Yi was about to send him back.

But Duan Fang was reluctant, the competition ended today, and the results could not be checked online until a week later, and he himself would go back with Teacher Yuan tomorrow.

"I don't want to go back..." His sudden willfulness surprised the two older boys.

"Can I stay with you for a while longer?" They were the first friends he met in this world, and he was somewhat nostalgic for the feeling of staying with everyone.As long as he thought of leaving tomorrow, he felt a little bit reluctant now.

No one can refuse his request, both Gan Bo and Cheng Yi have other friends, they have many things and many people to care about, their world is much bigger than Duan Fang.

"Where do you want to go?" Gan Bo patted Duanfang's head and said with a smile, "Amusement park? Movie theater? Food court? You can go anywhere you want." As it gets dark, the places you can choose are like not much.

Gan Bo was still thinking about what would be fun, when he heard Duan Fang say, "I want to hear you sing, is that okay?"

Gambo nodded immediately, "Of course." He was happy to take Duanfang with him just to listen to his singing.

But Cheng Yi was a little hesitant. He looked at Gan Bo, earrings, tattoos, bald head, and then thought about some things he had seen before, and he had a bad feeling.

"Wouldn't it be bars and KTVs where you said you could sing?" If those were the real places, he would never allow Duan Fang to go.

"What's the matter with that place? Don't tell me you haven't been there." Gan Bo felt that he was unreasonable, "Brother Cheng, relax, there are bars that only listen to music."

People from a family like theirs, unless they were taught very strictly since they were young, no one would know about those places.Although they are only high school students, they have come out to play since junior high school, one matures earlier than the other.

But Cheng Yi still shook his head firmly, even though Gan Bo said it was absolutely normal.He didn't agree either, not because of anything else, just because, "He's too young."

A place like a bar, regardless of the rules or not, should not be the proper place to go.

hypocritical!Who told Duanfang not to act like a baby just now, but now he thinks that people are too young?

"Brother Cheng." Gan Bo mocked lightly, "You will definitely be a good father in the future." He started to take care of his son before he became a father, and he was really afraid that others would abduct Duanfang away.

"You worry so much, it will be difficult to find a girl in the future." Gan Bo, the master of love, reminded gently.

"Why am I looking for a girl?" Cheng Yi seemed to see the expression of an idiot, and his face was full of sarcasm.

Gan Bo was astonished, wishing to ask again, is there such a person?

With Cheng Yi's EQ, he's just waiting to be single for the rest of his life!

Duan Fang didn't understand their confrontation, but felt that they seemed to be saying something bad, so he said, "Yes, Brother Cheng is still a good brother."

He smiled naturally, and added, "Bobogo too."

"Pfft."

"You, are you stupid?" Gan Bo sighed and compromised, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place." If you can't go to the bar, then don't go, anyway, he still has a secret base.

As the sky darkened, Long Street was brightly lit.

Compared with the daytime, this big city seems to have changed its appearance, adding a sense of mystery.

As Ganbo walked all the way, the three came to a dark and bleak place.

The unpopular old street is lined with tall sycamore trees, the trunks are gray and yellow, and the spots are scattered, which makes the street even older. Compared with the street where the cake shop is located, this place seems to be forgotten. Same in time.

You can still see the colorful colors that have fallen on the faded walls. Through the locked iron gate, you can peep into the mysterious corner behind the wall. The Ferris wheel, merry-go-round, bumper cars, spring beds... every facility is extremely old. Old and full of dust and rust.

"Is this a playground?" Duanfang was a little puzzled, he had never been to a playground, and it seemed different from what he knew.

Cheng Yi frowned when he saw the mottled rust, if Duan Fang was not curious, he might have turned around and left.

"A playground? Uh... barely, it used to be a park." Gan Bo rubbed the back of his head, "Now... it's just my karaoke hall."

"Come with me, this door has been abolished, you have to enter through the back door." He turned around and walked back.

After a short detour, the three of them arrived at the back door mentioned by Gan Bo.

To be precise, this is not a gate, but a street. At a glance, you can see barbecue stalls, cold water shops, small noodle shops and pancake shops. Some are steaming hot, and some are fragrant. It seems to be a snack street.

Duanfang was a little curious, his eyes reflected the colorful lights, one small shop after another crowded together, like colorful building blocks, constructing an independent small world, which is beautiful and interesting.

Gan Bo and the two stopped in front of a shop selling double skin milk.

"arrive."

He went in familiarly and said hello to the middle-aged woman on the cash register, and then said something. The other party shook his head in disapproval, and he pointed to Duan Fang's side to make gestures. nodded.

He beckoned Duanfang and the others to sit down, and came back with three bowls of Shuangpi Nai.

"It's done, the little boss agreed to let us in." He seemed to have spent a lot of tongue, "It's fortunate that I have face, otherwise you wouldn't be able to see the best scene of the night."

He was a little proud, but Cheng Yi didn't forget what happened just now.

"Why were you pointing at this brat just now?"

"Hey, it's because she won't let me in. Turning on the light is too expensive and I'm afraid of trouble, so I have to tell her that my poor brother wants to see it." Gan Bo pointed to the bandage on Duan Fang's hand , shrugged innocently.

He continued to joke: "Actually, I promised to pay for the electricity bill, but obviously in the eyes of the small boss, Duanfang is more face-saving."

Duan Fang concentrated on looking at the small porcelain bowl in front of him. The milk flavor of Shuangpi Nai is very strong, white and smooth in the bowl, crystal clear like jade, but softer and smoother than jade, like snapping fingers It can be broken, making people a little reluctant to eat it.

But no matter how reluctant, then a small bowl will be finished in a while.

Gan Bo ran outside to pack a few bowls of food and bought a few bottles of water. He held them together in his hands, greeted the little boss, and led the people in through the small door next to him.

The little boss turned the switch to tell Gan Bo and the others not to play for too long, and then returned to the store.

Gan Bo led the two of them to walk a long way, and when they stopped, Duan Fang felt that the scenery in front of him was a bit familiar.

"Isn't this the door just now?"

He continued to walk for a while, and sure enough, not far away, he saw the big mottled iron gate that they saw for the first time before. They came from the double skin milk shop to the locked gate of the park.

Gan Bo pulled him back.

"Stand up, you all close your eyes first, I'll show you a surprise later." He found a place to eat, and made Duan Fang and Cheng Yi turn around and close their eyes.

Duan Fang and Cheng Yi stood side by side with their backs to the iron gate, only to hear a light switch sound, and a voice from Gan Bo, "Okay", all the light reflected in their eyes.

The whole park was slowly lit up from where they stood, colorful small bulbs lit up one after another, some were decorated on the branches, some were hung on the railings, and there were many, many other amusement rides in the park. on the facility.

Like magic, in the hazy night, the dust and rust seemed to disappear, and the old park was decorated in a completely different look.

"It's like being resurrected." By the artificial lake, in a two-story private restaurant, someone also saw that dream-like scene.

Even though it was only separated by an artificial lake, in Zhou Chengkong's eyes, the scene of the old park was far more comfortable than the expensive private restaurant in front of him, as if he was in a different world.

Elegant private rooms, high-end and exquisite decoration design, every place shows its value.After a meal, Zhou Chengkong felt as if he had been thrown into the golden pool and washed again.

"Old Zhou, we know you're busy. When you help Director Wang choose the role, then we can talk about everything."

The last guest also left. Zhou Chengkong smelled of alcohol all over his body, and his mind was full of what those people said. Some were drinking, some were soliciting connections, some said they wanted to invest money, and some said they were worried. A bunch of people were arguing Arguing and arguing will annoy a person to death.

He is over 40 years old, half of his life has passed but he has not made it to the top, so he can only be a casting director for a person who is five years younger than him.The casting director put it nicely, he's not just an assistant director, he's not even as good as an on-set assistant director, every day he recruits extras, sells small roles for money, and then makes appointments with difficult special actors.

Now, even these messy people who don't know if it's a dragon or a snake want him to make connections.

He almost forgot that he used to be a screenwriter.

"I don't know which young man made it over there. It's quite lively from a distance." He didn't leave the room, looking at the flickering lights not far away, which looked particularly charming in the night.

The waiter who came to clean up the table told him, "It was an old park. It used to be bustling, but it has been closed for more than ten years now, and everything inside is broken. Only some young people like to play for fun."

The waiter smelled the alcohol and said caringly. "Sir, do you need a taxi?"

Zhou Chengkong waved his hand and walked out alone.

He is not young anymore, but today's dinner situation made him uncomfortable. He wanted to find a different, quiet and not lonely place to take a breath. Coincidentally, he saw the moment when Gan Bo lit up the old park.

Duan Fang and the others didn't know that a middle-aged man who had been drinking was approaching. Gan Bo lit the lights and ran to the stage of the carousel by himself.The lights here are the brightest, and the tent-like roof is lit from top to bottom, like a stage.

Gan Bo stood in the center of the stage, and the light fell on his face, as if covering him with a veil, making him appear dreamy and mysterious.

He lowered his head, a shadow fell over his eyes, and sang a song quietly.

Duan Fang likes to listen to Gan Bo sing. When he was in the mountain village, Gan Bo often hummed some tunes. He also taught everyone singing in class, which left a deep impression on him.

"Bobo is like a prince now, so handsome!"

Duan Fang sincerely praised.As if he was not in some old park, but in a magical world, no matter whether it was the wanton weeds or the old and outdated decorative walls, he couldn't feel disappointed.

"Princes don't have ear piercings and tattoos." Cheng Yi looked behind Desolation, convinced that Gan Bo could find such a place.

Although there are only two audiences below, one is silly and the other is indifferent, Gan Bo standing on the stage feels like he is standing on a big stage. He sings one after another, sometimes singing other people's songs. Songs, sometimes singing my own songs, and interacting with the audience from time to time in the middle.

After going back and forth, Duanfang also knew what to do as a qualified audience. As long as Gan Bo made a gesture, he would jump up and shake his left hand, shaking his head and looking like he was involved, and Cheng Yila couldn't help it.

After singing another song, Gan Bo jumped down and decided to catch his breath.

"How about it, the song just now is not bad, I thought of a little inspiration today, and I can change it a little bit."

"Let's be so-so." Cheng Yi picked up Duan Fang's back collar, "This kid is quite devoted."

That song wasn't even a song, it didn't even write all the lyrics, and most of the tunes were hummed, it's a shame that Duan Fang was still so devoted.

"Isn't this place much better than the bar?" Gan Bo wiped his sweat, "I used to come here to play when I was a child." He looked nostalgic.

The three of them chatted, opened the bowls of food that Gan Bo had brought in before, and were about to chat while eating, but suddenly heard the sound of the iron door behind them slamming.