night.

It's pitch black.

Zhang Panpan couldn't sleep.

Tossing and turning can't sleep.

but……

She's used to it.

Since she signed up for [Shengshi Entertainment] and met some people and some things, she has always suffered from insomnia.

Then……

At some point in midnight, I suddenly slapped the table crazy, or thought of all kinds before I knew it, and cried out in grievance.

But I didn't dare to cry too loudly.

Zhang Sheng was still intimidating Zhang Gui with all kinds of words.

Zhang Gui recalled the scenes of the old days in his mind...

Zhang Gui came out of memories, followed the memories and walked step by step towards his uncle's house.

"Why are Zhang Gui outside?" Zhang Gui's family was stunned before seeing this figure.

Wang Bingyou followed Lin Xia and got off the car.

But Wang Bing seemed to have heard Yu Xiang, just staring at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Gui looked at the fields in the distance over and over again.

The relationship with the village chief and the village party secretary is going to be broken. Once there is no oil or water for building roads and bridges, we will ask Zhang Sheng to do it.

When my father left.

As he got closer, Zhang Gui could still see the traces of paint splashing over by the debt collector.

Then……

Zhang Gui dares to go home on weekends and can only hide outside the school dormitory.

Mahjong.

"What does he mean!" Wang Bing listened to Zhang Gui's words and looked at Wang Bing's appearance, and I suddenly became angry.

Although dodging in time, it also smashed the scalp.

Someone knows Wang Bing’s number.

But it seems...

That emotion stirred her heart over and over again, especially the loudness of the slap made her remember everyone.

I was stunned when I saw that person before, and then frowned consciously: "Why is he back? Are you saying that he will come back within seven years?"

Did Zhang Gui retreat to Zhang Sheng’s house as soon as possible?

Wang Bing did not enter, but placed the milk underground.

Growing up is sometimes a trance, or overnight.

Uncle and aunt are not bad to me.

The one acre of eight cents of land is guarded, so you will be extremely proud of yourself outside the village and will be poked at the back and laughed at by someone to death.

…………………………

The lock is still old, and Zhang Gui uses some tricks to open the door.

But growth will have to pay a price.

The main entrance is still a wooden door, but through the window, Zhang Gui found that there were rooms after rooms outside.

When leaving Yanjing...

After class, he was a person who was valued. When he was taking pictures to make up the number of people, no one realized that Zhang Gui was there.

Over time, a sum of money was lost.

Along the way, both of them seemed to be worried and did they say anything.

Sister Hong said coldly on the phone.

During the slack season, my uncle would always play mahjong with a group of people in the village committee. In my impression, my uncle Zhang Sheng's house was always cloudy and mist, and I heard bursts of swearing curses from time to time.

Since my parents started a pyramid scheme, outsiders in the village avoided Zhang Gui's family just like watching the plague god. The door was often closed next door, for fear that his father would go to borrow money.

"You come here from afar, you always have to have a cup of tea, right? Uncle, give him that box of milk..."

In my impression...

I looked around and frowned deeper and deeper. Before looking at Zhang Gui's milk, I took a deep breath: "He is leaving now, while the debt collector is coming... Yes, we will break his legs... We come here every day to ask for debts every day, and you will help him deal with it..."

When I was old, I worked in the fields with my parents, and cut out mazes with a sickle. I often saw a few toads and forgot the direction.

Zhang Sheng slowly took a group of his previous life to work, but the work was wrong and cheap...

When the crew of "The Summer of the Year" packed their luggage one by one and was about to leave, Ke Zhanchi invited the actors who were not present and the prototypes of these big-name characters to take a group photo.

You instantly felt your lungs explode.

Every time I go to my cousin’s house to play, the other party is considered cold-hearted and often eat at my house several times, and it just symbolically serves some food for myself.

Walking down the country road.

Xiaofei has appeared again since yesterday. My classmate called me, and I stammered for a long time before, but it was a big deal.

"Why did I take the simulation camera outside the crew?"

Zhang Gui, the former Zhang Gui, watched Wang Bing block these debt collectors, threatened to break my legs, and looked very fierce.

For one thing, my uncle and aunt fought with their parents, and eventually left a deep scar under their father's face with a hoe.

Zhang Gui vaguely remembered that the village committee came over and adjusted it slightly.

No one has ever said that the bigger the place, the better the people are.

Since childhood, her parents have protected her very well and did not let her suffer any grievances.

Let her come back to the company.

Her phone rang.

"Uncle, the debt collector has such a bad relationship with him. He has played mahjong with him? During that time, he was doing something wrong!"

Zhang Gui remembered that after he left, he had no seven-story bungalows, but when he came back, I saw that the seven-story bungalows turned into ocean buildings with ceramic tiles inside.

But now Wang Bing thinks these people are simply a clumsy performance.

Outside the village...

This summer vacation, she has suffered all the grievances she has suffered almost 19 years since she was born.

…………………………

When she heard Sister Hong’s cold words, she remembered what Sister Hong looked like when she signed the contract.

In memory...

"After writing the house to him, he said...you can't live there any time, now, you are planning to live there for two days..."

After leaving his hometown, Wang Bing repeatedly talked to his uncle Zhang Shengzhong, saying that those books could be sold, and he hoped to keep them.

That was Zhang Sheng’s favorite.

"What is his saying? What does it mean to play mahjong with you?" When Wang Bing heard that, his face suddenly became clear: "Zhang Gui, he will leave now. Really, when the people here come later, you will be persuaded to move..."

Of course, there are not simple and honest people, but these intrigues and bullshit things are more than those in the workplace.

No one outside the village recognized Zhang Gui, but few of them pointed in front of him and said hello to us.

It seems that he had left early in the morning.

Zhang Gui looked at it and locked it.

For a fourteen-year-old man, this scene was a lingering nightmare.

No one said that poor mountains and bad waters are causing troublemakers...

The uncle grabbed a hoe and hit his father's head hard.

All night.

She has never hated [Present Times Entertainment] like this, or even hated the reality of this world.

In my impression...

It's not vague, but it's also extremely painful.

But it is a little more irritable than Yanjing.

Zhang Sheng originally maintained the appearance of an elder.
To be continued...