Starting from Taohuawu, kilometers away

Song Dandan and Zhang Guoli looked at each other, because they saw another possibility in Li Cheng! Being a director!
They both felt that Li Cheng’s story was so good that it could be made into a movie.

Wang Chuanjun was also wondering in his heart, why is Li Cheng different from normal people? The way this story was told gave him a very vivid feeling, as if he was watching a movie.

Just as everyone was thinking, wxy said: "Okay, next round!"

Sister Meng felt that if they were to talk about words one by one, it would take a long time, so she went straight to the next round and said, "It's time to tell a story." She began to call out the troops and said to Li Xueqin, "Why don't you start first, Xueqin."

Song Dandan also nodded and said, "Come on!"

"Ah" Li Xueqin folded her arms, crossed her legs, looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle and began to ponder.

"come on!"

Wang Sulong on the side cheered and encouraged.

"Yes. Once upon a time, there was a man named Mu Tou. He was a boy who had a superpower since he was young. He could hear many subtle sounds, and he could see the essence of things when he looked at them. For example, when he saw a horse, he knew how many hairs the horse had. If he saw a tree, he knew how many leaves it had. When he saw a pregnant woman, he knew whether she was carrying a boy or a girl. And when he saw a bottle of milk, he knew it contained fresh nutrition!"

At this time, Li Xueqin also gave a spoken speech, which made everyone laugh. This storytelling also became a business.

"Then one day he was conscripted to guard the border. He guarded there for three years. It was very cold. In the fourth year, there was no food. They ate very little every day. In the fifth year, he was standing outside when it snowed. He heard the wind and turned back to tell his only remaining comrade, 'We are going to die here tonight.'"

"They died that night, and a few months later, a letter was sent to his home. There was a complete snowflake inside the letter, but it didn't melt. Whoever opened it could only see a snowflake and hear the sound of wind. Later, the letter was delivered to his father, and when his father took the snowflake in his hand, it melted."

Everyone listened very carefully. Li Xueqin is indeed highly educated and a good screenwriter and writer.

"Then a few drops of water were left behind, and his father stood there, not knowing whether to wipe them off or not. That was the end of the story."

As soon as Li Xueqin finished speaking, Song Dandan clapped her hands and said, "Wow!!!!!!"

Just as everyone was about to applaud, Li Xueqin immediately said, "I didn't write this story. This story comes from Teacher Dongdong Qiang's "The Story of Liuli Village". Except for the part about the sponsor, I made it up."

It can be seen here that Li Xueqin is truly worthy of being a top student who graduated from Peking University!
Sister Meng asked sincerely: "What's going on with that water?"

"Oh my god."

Song Dandan was really convinced. If she didn't know that Sister Meng was naive, she really wanted to scold her.

Li Xueqin also knew Sister Meng's personality and patiently explained: "The snow melted and it became this snowflake."

"I've been waiting for him."

"Yes, waiting for his father."

"Oh~"

Sister Meng understood, she understood everything.

Wang Hedi, Wang Chuanjun and Xu Zhisheng also told a story each.

Everyone now set out to go outside to enjoy the fireworks show.

On the snow, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky, like a dream bubble, lighting up everyone's faces.

Meng Ziyi, her eyes were like deep pools, reflecting the light of the fireworks. She stood quietly aside, as if the whole world had quieted down, with only the light sound of the fireworks and her breathing accompanying her.

Her eyes were deep and distant, as if she was searching for something to rely on.

Not far away, Li Cheng, Wang Hedi, Wang Chuanjun and Xu Zhisheng were chasing and playing in the snow. Their laughter came one after another, interweaving with the sound of fireworks to form a cheerful melody.

The faces of several people were illuminated by the fireworks, and their eyes were shining with excitement and happiness.

They either grabbed a handful of snowflakes and threw them at each other, or suddenly rolled on the snow, enjoying the endless fun brought by winter.

Song Dandan and Zhang Guoli stood hand in hand a little distance away. Zhang Guoli's gaze was focused on the woman. His eyes were gentle and affectionate, as if he only wanted to share this most beautiful moment with his good friend.

Song Dandan leaned gently on his shoulder, occasionally looking up, tears of joy flashing in her eyes. Her smile was like fireworks, beautiful but short-lived.

In this white world, everyone feels this moment of joy in his or her own way. Whether it is quiet contemplation or wanton laughter, they are all rare memories of this night.

Snowflakes danced lightly in the night wind, floating on the dark curtain like flowers scattered by fairies.

Everyone had just finished a lively fireworks display for their own entertainment, and their faces were still filled with the afterglow of excitement.

Suddenly, a loud noise broke the silence, and beams of fire broke through the night, like the brightest stars in the sky, rising slowly and then blooming into colorful flowers.

The fireworks show carefully prepared by the director team shocked every soul present.

The colorful lights dance in the night sky, as if telling a silent melody.

Golden stars twinkle in the black sky, and the purple neon clothes sway like fairies' dresses.

Then, the green light jumped like a elf, the blue waves rolled in the air, and the red flames were like beating hearts.

Every burst of fireworks was accompanied by people's exclamations of amazement. They either looked up to gaze or hugged each other, feeling this rare shock together.

The eyes of the villagers were sparkling with a light brighter than fireworks, and their laughter was as clear and sweet as silver bells.

Even Zhang Guoli and Song Dandan, who are usually the calmest, couldn't help but reveal their childish smiles at this moment.

As time went by, the fireworks show gradually reached its climax.

The huge fireball exploded in the air, turning into countless tiny points of light, like stars scattered on the earth.

Silver waterfalls fell from the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth. People were overwhelmed by this sudden magnificent sight, and for a moment, even their breathing became heavy.

As the last firework bloomed in the night sky, everyone was immersed in the beauty and shock for a long time and did not want to wake up.

The coldness of the snowy night was dispelled by this warm happiness, and a warm flame rose in everyone's heart.

When everything was over, Wang Hedi patted Li Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Let's go!"

"Okay! I'll go call Sister Meng!"

Li Cheng nodded and quickly ran towards Meng Ziyi who was still taking pictures.

The other people in Taohuawu saw the three people quietly return to the house and knew that what was coming was about to happen.

"Alas, my brother and Wang Hedi won't be with me at the next stop."

Wang Sulong sighed. He didn't expect time to pass so quickly.

"My brother is too busy right now. He has to finish filming in time to attend the Olympics."

Li Xueqin, on the contrary, thinks this is better. Li Cheng is suitable for the big stage and should not be confined here.

Lamu Yangzi also nodded and said, "It's not like we won't see each other in the future. Let's get together often when we return to BJ Shanghai. Besides, we are all filming in Hengdian. Brother, if you miss us, come to Hengdian."

Xu Zhisheng also nodded and said, "Yes, brother, come to Hengdian!"

"Ah."

Wang Sulong nodded. He didn’t know whether Li Cheng would return to Taohuawu later, but he only knew that Li Cheng would definitely not be there for the next two recording sessions, and his return would be the last time.

Li Cheng in the room looked at Sister Meng upstairs and said, "Put it aside, I'll take it, and you check if you have left anything behind." "Okay~"

Sister Meng didn't bother to be polite with Li Cheng. She nodded, put the suitcase at the stairs, and quickly ran back to the house to get her bag and clothes.

Li Cheng took two or three steps upstairs and moved Sister Meng's heavy box downstairs. Sister Meng's box was heavier than Xiaotian's!

Wang Hedi watched Li Cheng help Sister Meng move the boxes down and asked, "Is everything packed?"

"It will be soon."

As soon as Li Cheng finished speaking, there was a "dong dong dong" sound coming from the stairs.

The two also knew that Sister Meng was done.

Li Cheng looked at Sister Meng and said, "Let's go. After we say hello to them, we'll go to the airport."

"it is good!"

Three people came out and looked at everyone.

Li Cheng was the first to say, "We'll leave first. We can't have supper with everyone."

"Let's go first!"

Wang Hedi also waved to everyone.

"Bye, see you in a week!"

Sister Meng still has to come back to record.

Song Dandan came to Li Cheng and Wang Hedi, hugged her two "sons" and said, "Come back to see me more often when you have time."

Zhang Guoli followed suit and said, "It's not a life-and-death separation, why are you being so sad?"

"Mother Dan, let's go back to BJ and get together. We'll go back after we're done."

Li Cheng patted Song Dandan's back gently.

"Yes, Mom Dan, we'll go to your house for dinner when we get back to BJ."

Wang Hedi loves to party, and this time BJ must get together with the Hollywood folks.

"Okay! See you BJ!"

"See you BJ!"

After the two veteran artists finished, everyone in the 650 group stepped forward and looked at Li Cheng and said, "Take care of yourself out there."

"Send a video to my brother when I have time."

“Stop using your phone!”

"See you in Hengdian!"

Li Cheng nodded after hearing the instructions from his two brothers and two sisters.

Wang Chuanjun was also giving Wang Hedi some earnest advice.

After the parents of both sides finished their conversation, the Xinwu residents hugged and said goodbye to Li Cheng and Wang Hedi.

Sister Meng was not left behind, but the protagonists were Li Cheng and Wang Hedi, because no one knew whether these two would come back later.

Changbai Mountain in winter is covered in silver and looks like a fairyland.

The vast forest is covered with snow, and the sunlight shines through the sparse pine branches, casting mottled light and shadows.

The mountain road meanders into the distance, and every step seems extremely difficult. The hearts of Li Cheng, Wang Hedi and Meng Ziyi are just like this road, heavy and long.

Although there was sufficient heating in the car, the three people felt as cold as the ice and snow outside.

Their eyes looked out the window from time to time, as if they wanted to engrave the snowy scenery in their hearts.

The snow of Changbai Mountain is their common memory. Every breath is accompanied by the fragrance of the snow and the reluctance to let it go away.

Li Cheng gripped the steering wheel tightly, his fingers turning white, his eyes firm and deep, as if he was trying to remember every turn and every heartbeat.

Wang Hedi sat in the passenger seat, his profile reflected in the scenery outside the window, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Meng Ziyi sat in the back seat, sighing softly, looking longingly at the passing snow.

The car moved forward slowly, and the wheels made a dull sound as they rolled over the snow, which was the rhythm of farewell.

The car was silent, with only the bumpy sound of driving in the snow and the occasional music, the melody seemed to express reluctance to leave.

Finally, the airport vaguely appeared in their field of vision, and an inexplicable urge surged in the hearts of the three people. They wished they could continue walking on this road and let time stay in this white land.

However, the car did not slow down, and their figures were gradually swallowed up by the hustle and bustle of the airport. The snow on Changbai Mountain became an eternal scenery in their hearts.
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As night falls, Ningbo Airport is brightly lit, like a bright star twinkling in the cold night.

Although it was late at night, the terminal was still crowded with passengers dragging heavy luggage, their faces filled with fatigue from the journey and an eagerness to return home.

The crying of babies, the whispers of passers-by and the constant flight announcements on the radio interweave into a symphony of the city that never sleeps.

The airport staff, wearing uniform uniforms and smiling, shuttled among the crowd, patiently providing consultation and assistance to the passengers.

Their movements were skillful and quick, and they seemed to have long been accustomed to this fast-paced working environment.

At the security checkpoint, everything was in good order. Passengers put their luggage into the X-ray machine one by one, underwent strict security checks, and then walked to their respective boarding gates.

In a corner of the terminal hall, a 24-hour coffee shop exudes the aroma of coffee. Under the warm light, several night travelers are using the power of caffeine to dispel their sleepiness.

Occasionally, there are lonely figures sitting on the bench, lowering their heads in deep thought or staring at the screen of their mobile phones. Their expressions appear particularly focused under the fluorescent light of the mobile phones.

The chandeliers on the ceiling are scattered in the vast space like stars, emitting a soft glow, which complements the light reflected on the floor tiles, creating a modern yet tranquil atmosphere.

The occasional announcements of flight departures or arrivals broke the silence of the night, making people aware of the busyness of this airport and its important role in the global transportation network.

Amid the hurried footsteps, one can occasionally catch a glimpse of a couple's reluctant farewell, or the joy of family reunion.

These expressions of emotions seem particularly real and moving in this place full of changes. Even on a cold winter night, Ningbo Airport is still a vibrant intersection of stories and emotions.

"Then I'll leave first! I wish you two great sales of Nine-Layered Purple!"

After picking up his luggage, Wang Hedi is about to head to his next destination.

Li Cheng nodded, waved his hand and said, "Bye."

"Bye-bye Didi!"

Sister Meng also waved goodbye.

Now there are only two main actors left in Jiuchongzi! (End of this chapter)