Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

In the evening, Xiao Yang sent me a WeChat message, saying that the premiere trailer of "Looking for the Trail" has been broadcast tonight.

It's a pity that the TV set has been removed from my grandfather's old house, so our family of four had to sit on the sofa in the living room and use my mobile phone to watch the simultaneous live broadcast on the app.

At first, I watched my TV dramas and variety shows with Lao Meng and Ms. Liang. I have to say, it was a bit awkward. Even when I watched it by myself, I felt goosebumps.

But after years of hard work and vicissitudes of life, I can sit on the sofa calmly.

Just don't look at my singing and dancing stage with twisted waist and hips.

After waiting for the advertisements of N sponsors’ dads, the trailer finally started. First, it was a grand shot overlooking the three filming locations, then it fell on our steps into the filming locations, and finally it was a mixed cut of some small theater clips.

The part of each group of guests is fairly average. The Haicheng chapter will focus on one, Feifei, as the general’s wife, seeing me off on the battlefield. My eyes are red but I pretend to be fine. I don't want my husband to worry about leaving.

The second is the dance performance, which does not focus on us, but shows the completion of the entire stage in a panoramic view, freezing at the second of the stage ending, changing the filter, like an ancient mural.

At this point, everything is very normal, and they are all gratifying that I have been on a well-produced, very meaningful variety show with a rare number of scenes.

But a variety show is a variety show, and in the next second, the painting style changes suddenly, similar to a movie easter egg.

Feifei's easter egg shots are funny clips in the dance practice room, and there are laughing scenes in the small theater between us.

As for mine, I was all asking He Shi, whether this one looks good, that one looks good, the amount of material is enough to support a spooky clip, and the last shot still stays at the frame where he fiddles with my earlobe.

It is not surprising that he is tall and tall.

but me!My little look of being hesitant to speak, shy and timid!It's like a combination of Xiao Yang and He Shi!

In fact, I can see that in the previous episodes of jokes, there was a tendency to edit the CP of Feifei and me. In the current variety show, we will hype CP for everything, which is understandable.

but!How come bg's cp is already there, so why not let bl's cp go!Reform and opening up with both hands!

The biggest problem is that I participated in these two CPs, so I won't be scolded for half-heartedness and set up by a scumbag, right?

Although there is a high probability that I think a little too much, but the lethality of the frame of pulling the earlobe is no worse than the stage effect of my idol wearing a loose shirt and twisting his waist.

There is a feeling of embarrassment that my parents barely watch GV.

I straightened my back and looked forward, "Ahem, that...isn't bad? Isn't it, our Haicheng is quite beautiful."

Ms. Liang frowned in thought, patted my shoulder and said earnestly, "Son, I understand that you two boys can't make it public, but at least... let's stop flaunting that we are single in the future, and be kind."

I promised as early as during the Nancheng live broadcast that I would definitely tell the fans if I had a relationship. I also agree with Ms. Liang's words, but the problem is that I have never been in a relationship at all.

Thanks to He Shi who doesn't mind, there is a kind of love that makes your mother think you are in love.

On the surface, I complied with Ms. Liang's instructions, but being a son-in-law still has a long way to go.

The recording in Yuancheng is coming soon. Unlike Nancheng and Haicheng, it takes a little time to drive there.Going to Yuancheng inevitably takes a plane, but He Shi...he doesn't have an ID card.

He has always been by my side, and his ID card seems to be dispensable, but now, without an ID card, he can only stay in Haicheng like my parents, and wait for me to come back to visit after work.

He doesn't want to, and I don't really want to.

The next afternoon was the day we planned to return to downtown Haicheng. I asked Lao Meng to take Ms. Liang back first, and I stayed in Jincun with He Shi.

Jincun seems to be a place outside the normal social rhythm, closed and backward, with their own set of concepts.

When I was young, my grandfather took me to live here for many winter and summer vacations. Every year, there are many children who do not even have a birth certificate.

In recent years, driven by tourism, the development has improved a bit. The relevant departments have noticed this and will always "catch" some of these children to register for household registration.Although He Shi is a bit old, I think he can give it a try.

Recently, people in the village organized a group to go to the city to work. Without an ID card, there is no serious job to do. He Shi got the certificate from the neighborhood committee relatively smoothly, followed by the household registration and ID card.

After a few days, He Shi finally became a person who can fly.

Before returning to the city, I was locking the gate of my grandfather. When I turned around, I found an old woman standing behind me. She was dressed in dark clothes and had a golden hooked nose. Her face was full of dimples. Age spots were scattered on her hands on crutches. A jade necklace with a large pendant.

How should I put it, refer to Granny Tang for the specific image.

I just thought it was an old man walking on a daily basis, carrying a suitcase and walking towards the road, but when I turned around, I found that He Shi did not follow, but stood where he was, looking at the old man.

Leaning on crutches, the old man took two steps forward, his old voice seemed to be hovering in the valley, "You...should not go back to the village."

He Shi and I both frowned in confusion, the sound of the heavy door opening came to my ears, it was Grandma Jin next door.

She smiled and waved to the old man, "You have mistaken him, he is not Xiaoyu, and we are not that capable."

Then he waved to us and signaled us to leave quickly.

I always felt that there was something wrong, and the pace of leaving was a little hesitant. The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at me, "Are you Lao Meng's grandson?"

I glanced at Grandma Jin, she didn't have any instructions, so I just told the truth and nodded.

The old man suddenly laughed out loud, "Okay, I have really raised a grandson."

These two old grandmas are chattering. They are as good as my grandfather, but they are scarier than my grandfather. Anyway, they all say that they have admitted the wrong person, so it has nothing to do with us.

I took two steps back and dragged He Shi away quickly. I always felt that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time, but the bus station waved to me.

Although the departure was not very smooth, it did not hinder my longing for the bus station. In recent years, I have been driving to and from the bus station, and the impression of the bus station only stayed in my childhood.

At that time, there was not much population flow in Jincun, and the bus was always deserted, so I can...

Option one, leaning against the car window and taking a nap, creating an idol drama scene, making He Shi fall in love with me.The key point is to fall asleep, because when you really fall asleep, you will salivate, your mouth will be crooked, and your eyes will be slanted.

Option two, leaning on the back of the chair and taking a nap, then seized the opportunity when the bus was shaking, and leaned on He Shi's shoulders, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.The point is to fall asleep, because if you really fall asleep, sleeping on someone else's shoulder...it's not very comfortable.

Option three, if you are lucky and there are more people on the bus today, then pretend to be unsteady and stick to it anytime, anywhere.The key point is to master the frequency well, otherwise you will be like a messy balloon man in the wind.

And it can still be a multiple choice question.

I was very happy in my heart, and found that the bus station had also been rebuilt, and the clean color scheme was very in line with my expectations, and I hummed a little tune unconsciously.

He Shi seemed to approve of my singing skills, and asked me what song I was humming, his eyes were full of anticipation, but unfortunately I didn't know what I was humming.

Just the one I hummed in the shower a few days ago, the one I dreamed about in my sleep.I answered truthfully, obviously not giving an accurate answer, but he seemed very satisfied.

While chatting, I saw the front of the bus at the entrance of the village, and I stood up, ready to start my idol drama journey.

But when the bus was approaching, I suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Checking the number of passengers seemed to be a decoration, the ticket sales lady squeezed down from the door, skillfully picked up our suitcases and put them into the trunk on the side of the car, and then dragged the two of us into the car with lightning speed.

The bus started, the folding door brushed against my back and closed, and I was tightly squeezed between He Shi's chest and the door.

This fucking doesn't seem to be a scene that an idol drama should have. This fucking is the beginning of the NP yellow text in the briefcase!