The Pentium Era - South to North

Two lights shot down from the slope, and then two cars appeared. Seven or eight men and women got out of the cars. They saw someone with a bonfire here, so they came over. When they passed the remaining pile of fireworks, A girl shouted softly: "Wow, fireworks!"

"Take whatever you want and let's play together," the second-rate guy called.

"Really?" someone asked.

"Of course, you're welcome." Erhuo said.

Those people really grabbed a handful of Sky Monkeys and shot them into the sky while walking this way. When they got closer, the two people in the group and Liu Ligan all laughed. It turned out that They knew each other. One of the two people was from Hainan Daily and the other was from Hainan TV Station.

Others are their colleagues.

Someone saw the volley of cannons lined up behind them and the electro-optical cannons that extended into the dark depths with no end in sight, and asked Liu Ligan what they were.

Liu Ligan said with a smile: "That's a sky full of stars, and this is a rolling dragon. Let's wait until twelve o'clock."

They were very interested and wanted to wait. The two groups gathered around the bonfire and quickly became one.

It's almost twelve o'clock. Far away in the city, impatient people have lit up fireworks and firecrackers. The banging sound can be heard in the distance. Here, on the beach, Cao Guoqing is standing on that strip. In front of the electro-optical cannon, other men stood in front of the row of cannons, waiting for Liu Ligan's order.

Liu Ligan watched the second hand of his watch ticking away, and his heart was pounding. When it came to the last ten seconds, he began to count down loudly:

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six...point!"

The row of cannons rang out almost at the same time. Sparks flew above their heads and exploded into bright flowers. Cao Guoqing lit the electric cannon. The electric cannon crackled while on the beach. It was twisting and tossing around, really like a rolling dragon.

The sounds of the electro-optical cannon and the continuous cannon were deafening. Cao Xiaohe quickly covered Yuanyuan's ears with both hands. Yuanyuan smiled happily and kept twisting her body, trying to get rid of her mother's hands.

While the fireworks and firecrackers were going off here, half of the sky in Haicheng was also lit up by fireworks and firecrackers. The streets above Liu Ligan and the others, where they thought the crowd had disappeared, were now dazzling.

But they felt that their beach was the liveliest, most densely populated and beautiful place with fireworks. More than a dozen people were dancing and laughing on the beach, shouting Happy New Year so loudly that they almost broke their throats.

Some people shed tears without knowing it.

…

At twelve o'clock, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao, together with the few dozen people in the waiting room, all ran to the gate. They also looked up at the sky. Countless fireworks jumped from every corner of the city. The sky, above the city, opens up a beautiful long axis intertwined with colorful lights.

Xiao Zhao nestled in Zhang Chen's arms, and Zhang Chen couldn't help but kiss her. Xiao Zhao also turned around, stood on tiptoes, and kissed Zhang Chen in turn.

"Happy New Year, my dear!"

Xiao Zhao whispered in Zhang Chen's ear like a dream, and Zhang Chen hugged her tightly.

When they arrived at Guangzhou Railway Station in the afternoon, the square in front of the station was already empty. So many people were sucked into every capillary of the land by the trains, lighting up everything from the city to the depths of the mountains. bright lights.

At this time, if you look down from the high altitude of this land, you will definitely see more joy than sadness, and more reunion than separation.

Of course, people like Zhang Chen and others who are stranded at a station in a foreign land will be a minority, but even these few people also have their hopes and happiness. Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao are very happy, although they have been alone from noon to now. After eating two bowls of instant noodles, they still felt hungry and sleepy, but their hearts were filled with happiness.

This city is someone else's city, and the station is someone else's station, but these fireworks fall into their eyes, that is, their fireworks, and their happiness is secret and exclusive to them.

The two of them walked back to the waiting room. After sitting down, Xiao Zhao asked Zhang Chen: "What do you think the poles and the others are doing now?"

Zhang Chen thought for a while and said that he should be with Meng Ping, Liu Yun, and Li Yong now. Many of them are together.

"real?"

"Of course." Zhang Chen continued to think, and he said: "I guess they should have had New Year's Eve dinner together. The location was either in Ganzi's office or Meng Ping's office. No, they were in Meng Ping. 's office."

"Why?"

"There are four women there in Meng Ping. They know how to organize things."

"Aren't there Wei Wenfang and Chen Jie at that pole?"

"Chen Jie has a family, so of course he will have the New Year's Eve dinner at home. Wei Wenfang is not very good at doing these things. They must be at Meng Ping's place. Haha, those four women must have been busy with this all day long."

"I do not believe."

Zhang Chen looked around and saw a row of magnetic card telephones in the corner of the waiting room. Zhang Chen said, "Then let's call and ask."

Xiao Zhao said yes!

The two of them got up, went to the canteen in the waiting room, bought a magnetic phone card, walked to the magnetic card phone, and dialed Liu Ligan's mobile number. The first call was a busy signal, but no call was made. Zhang Chen thought of Liu Ligan last year. Did the same thing happen again when I dialed Tan Shuzhen's phone number? When I dialed for the second time, there was a beeping sound on the phone.

As soon as the phone call came through, Liu Ligan shouted: "Zhang Chen, we are setting off fireworks at the holiday beach..."

Zhang Chen asked curiously: "How did you know it was me?"

"Of course, telepathy." Liu Ligan laughed and said, "There are many of us, including Liu Yun, Meng Ping, Li Yong, Qian Fang, Xu Jiaqing, Ye Yilan, Cao Xiaohe, Wu Zhaohui..."

"You have me, you have me, instructor!" The second guy heard Liu Ligan and Zhang Chen talking on the phone, and quickly grabbed the phone. Someone came to grab his phone again. The second guy shouted: "You are forced to raise it, don't grab it." Don't grab it, I haven't asked sister-in-law yet, sister-in-law, are you here?"

Xiao Zhao quickly said: "I'm here. I wish you a happy New Year!"

Liu Ligan's phone calls were passed on one by one. Everyone asked how well Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao were. When the phone came back to Liu Ligan, Liu Ligan said, Zhang Chen, where are you now?

Zhang Chen said: "We ate in a hotel and ordered a lot of dishes. We ate for several hours. There were many people here. We were sitting by the window. Just now we were watching the fireworks outside. The sky in Guangzhou was lit up. ”

"Yes, very beautiful!" Xiao Zhao shouted from the side.

"Wait a minute, Zhang Chen, Xiao Zhao, listen, there are many friends you don't know." Liu Ligan shouted.

Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao were waiting. They didn't know why Liu Ligan asked them to wait. Zhang Chen held the microphone tightly in his hand, their faces were close to each other, and their ears were close to the microphone.

Many people on the microphone shouted together: "Zhang Chen, Xiao Zhao, Happy New Year!"

Xiao Zhao giggled, tears welled up in her eyes, Zhang Chen gently wiped them away for her, he felt that he heard the sound of the waves on the holiday beach from their voices.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao realized that they had forgotten to ask Liu Ligan and the others where they had the New Year's Eve dinner.

"Anyway, we didn't eat as well as we did." Xiao Zhao waved his right hand in front of his face, "We are in such a big restaurant."

…

When they arrived in Hangzhou, it was already past ten o'clock on the night of the second day of the Lunar New Year. The two of them walked out of the exit of the Chengzhan Railway Station and were froze by the biting cold in Hangzhou.

Zhang Chen looked around, almost not believing his eyes. Is this the Hangzhou he is familiar with? Why does it feel like the sky is so low and the city is so dark and dilapidated? It's a completely different world from the bright appearance of Haicheng.

Is this the Hangzhou that when I was in Yongcheng, I felt like I had fulfilled my dream every time I came there? It feels many years behind Haicheng, as backward as the old society.

The two people wrapped their military coats tightly and walked through the empty city station square. The light was too dim. Zhang Chen accidentally stepped into a puddle, and the cold water poured into his shoes before he started walking again. Come on and make a gurgling sound.

The two people walked into Qingtai Street in front of the Chengzhan Square and asked about two hotels. They both said that they were full, probably all of them were people who had not bought tickets.

They continued walking forward and reached Youshengguan Road. They saw a "Red Flag Hotel" with a very small facade. The two people walked in. The light in the room closest to the door was on and the window was open. Inside the window was desk.