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Song Yanqing and Xing Jianshu drove alternately on the road. In addition to not having to fight for tickets, they also wanted to enjoy a self-driving tour.

The two boys were mingling, and the road was noisy and full of fireworks, just like before.

Cheng Xuran fell asleep when he was sleepy and fell asleep again when he woke up. Every time he opened his eyes and saw them, he felt an inexplicable sense of security and peace of mind.

He no longer returns to Yuncheng alone.

Cheng Xuran didn't go home to celebrate the New Year last year. Firstly, he just happened to be filming, and secondly, he didn't want to go back because of some things.

This year, it was just right.

Her mother asked her on WeChat when she got home and who she came back with. Pay attention to safety on the road and be on guard against others.

Cheng Xuran only talked to her classmates to reassure her.

They drove on the highway, passed through the autonomous region, and saw the wilderness and the endless freedom on both sides of the road.

There was a car radio playing in the car, and even the air that poured through the windows was filled with a crisp smell.

Then they saw snow.

On the way, Xing Jianshu was biting potato chips and talking to Cheng Xuran: "Is your drama scheduled to be released in the New Year?"

"correct."

"Zhaoxue" is scheduled to be broadcast during the winter vacation. Like "Fengming", the two dramas have been filmed before and after the filming, and even the broadcast time is almost the same. In addition to these two dramas, there are many TV series and movies scheduled to be broadcast during the winter vacation. During the winter vacation and the New Year, the fighting is fierce and bloody, and it can be said that a hundred flowers bloom.

Nowadays, as soon as you log on to Weibo, you will be flooded with propaganda.

Zhaoxue seems ordinary here, not even a tidbit has been circulated.

The budget for filming this drama was tight enough, and there was no money for publicity at all!

"Then I will definitely watch the TV."

Song Yanqing drove around the corner and said in a light and lazy voice: "Remember to show your connections and make achievements when the time comes."

"That is required."

So Cheng Xuran smiled, holding a cup of Mongolian yogurt in his hand, the mellow taste filling his mouth.outside the window.

It is an endless blue sky.

Arrive at Yuncheng.

Cheng Xuran's heart gradually calmed down.

Maybe everything will be settled in February this year.

What was blurred and sealed in the past is now faced directly.

This time, don't have so many regrets.

After getting off the viaduct all the way, we have officially entered the center of Yuncheng city. I haven't been back for a long time, and the buildings around me have become familiar yet vague.

It's as bizarre as a dream.

"What a big change." Cheng Xuran sighed involuntarily.

Song Yanqing studied the navigation and glanced sideways out of the window. Many small shops on the street were filled with New Year pictures, blessing couplets, red scarves, etc., which were dazzling and full of fireworks.

His gaze paused for a moment, then he looked back, hummed, frowned at the navigation system, and the car turned left.

Yuncheng has been building roads in the past two years, and the road conditions have changed. It is the New Year, there are many people, and the traffic flow is high, making it difficult to walk. For Song Yanqing, it is really difficult to discern the direction.

"It seems we should go straight." Cheng Xuran said hesitantly but sincerely.

Song Yanqing turned the steering wheel for a moment, then responded and went straight.

"Brother Song, can you do it? If you can't do it, I'll do it."

"I'm so proud of you." Song Yanqing tugged at her lips, leaning against the driver's seat. The lines of her wrist bones under the cuffs of her white shirt were sharp and cold, with faint blue veins.

The half-lowered car window, the noisy red of the small town, was like running water, flowing across his profile, reflecting the overly straight contours.