I Have a Seaside Five-star Hotel

Just when Chen Jianhai was looking happy, a few unfriendly eyes swept across his body.

Although these rays of light are so weak that they are almost indistinguishable from breathing,

But Chen Jianhai still keenly focused his attention on several people in the theater.

When the eyes of both parties met,

The eyes that were not very friendly at first suddenly became friendly and comfortable, and they nodded and smiled at each other.

It seemed as if it was all Chen Jianhai's illusion.

"Who are these people?"

Chen Jianhai muttered to himself.

"Who am I guilty of that I don't remember?"

He didn't come into contact with many people in Zaomen, and the ones he knew the most were the hotel owners.

Except for Cong Wenru, who was invited to watch the performance at the theater today, he really didn't know anyone in the audience.

Why do these people look so strange?

When Chen Jianhai was confused,

Two small voices of conversation also sounded.

"The person sitting next to the mad dog is Chen Jianhai, right?"

"Not sure, but I guess..."

There was silence for a moment.

A voice sounded:

"This kid looks young, but he didn't expect that he has many ways to stir things up. The East China Sea Dragon Palace caused us so much trouble at that time!"

"That's right! I couldn't finish my work in a day, and I had to deal with that mad dog."

"Because of a broken East China Sea Dragon Palace, I worked so many overtime shifts!"

"By the way, where did you finally choose the provincial planetarium?"

"I heard it's decided to be in Nanjiang. For this planetarium, Nanjiang specially dedicated a mountain."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"

There was a disdainful click of the tongue.

"A mountain? Why not give him an island!"

"What can he build with just a starry sky map in his hand!"

"You think it's strange. Chen Jianhai's family is from Nanjiang, and his ancestors don't have any mixed blood. Where did he get that medieval starry sky map?"

"Harm! His family runs a hotel, so it's not certain which guest left it behind."

"Isn't that what people who opened hotels used to do?"

"Too!"

…

Conversations like this echoed in every corner of the theater.

Almost all of these people were people who were tortured and persecuted by Cong Wenru at that time. They all had a history of overt and covert yin and yang with him because of the East China Sea Dragon Palace and the Provincial Planetarium.

This time when I came to Chen Jianhai's hotel, I naturally turned my anger on him.

And this also led to Chen Jianhai always encountering some inexplicable hostile looks when he looked around.

What a ghost...

At this time, Chen Jianhai didn't know that his mother didn't even know that he was being scolded secretly.

He reached out and touched the back of his neck. It was obviously warm in the theater, but he always felt chilly behind him.

As the lights in the theater dimmed, the various whispers of exchanges in the theater slowly died away.

In the eyes of everyone,

Li Xun walked to the stage wearing his usual outdoor clothes and a peaked cap.

Chen Jianhai sat up slightly in excitement,

The last time Li Xun gave "Nanjiang in History", he only heard that the lecture was very good, but he did not have the opportunity to listen to it live.

Now I can finally make up for this regret.

"At the end of last year, I was fortunate enough to be invited by the Zaomen City Historical Research Center to record and visit the history of Zaomen."

Li Xun's voice sounded.

"As a native of Huoxiang City, although I have been to Zaomen before, I have not been to many places. For this city, apart from knowing that it is a magical city that has created rapid economic and transportation development, Little else is known about it.”

"I searched for a lot of information, studied a lot of papers and documents, and tried to imagine a walking route based on these written information."

“But when I kept investigating and proving the feasibility of this route, I gave up.”

"the reason is simple."

"That route is for 'numbers', not for 'people'."

"I was confused and confused at the time."

"I have never seen any city with such strong digital and leapfrog capabilities."

"So, I put aside the influence of these documents on me, cleared all the original memories about Zaomen in my brain, and prepared to try to restore and understand this city through what a stranger saw."

"So, on a rainy day, I set out."

It seems to be in line with Li Xun’s experience.

When Li Xun said this, the sound of pattering rain mixed with the sound of the high-speed train sounded throughout the theater.

"Luckily, it didn't rain when we arrived at Zaomen."

"But unfortunately, it was already late at night when I arrived at Zaomen, and the hotels near the station were already full. I walked around a few with my luggage on my back before finally finding a small hotel where I could stay."

"I sat on the sofa in the hotel and ate a bowl of instant noodles."

"The next day, my trip officially started."

With Li Xun's tone as if talking between friends,

The scenes that Li Xun walked through, the people who saw them, and the various things he discovered were all vividly presented to everyone's eyes.

There are primitive factories with broken windows and rusty iron locks on the doors.

There is also a large green outskirts covered with vigorous weeds.

When Li Xun thought that this suburb was just an undeveloped open space, his eyes were once again attracted to a stone tablet among the weeds.

Almost the entire half hour,

Chen Jianhai and all the audience in the theater were like confused people who couldn't figure out their thoughts.

They wander without any route or destination,

I just followed Li Xun's perspective to travel and play in a place called "Zaomen".

Maybe it’s because Li Xun’s voice is too attractive

Or maybe the scenes in the theater are too big to be true, and the scenery and photos are too unrealistic.

Not only did all this not give people any sense of impatience or irritability, but it made people feel willing to surrender themselves and follow Li Xun step by step forward.

sense of trust.

"As I continue my journey,"

"Those documents and records that I had forgotten in my mind appeared around me like elves."

"When I came to this alley and saw the little crayon figures painted on the red brick walls on both sides,"

"I thought of Huang Sili, the famous composer in Zaomen City. It was in this small alley that he wrote the first note on the staff with a pen."

"When I walked along this railway track, the sunlight reflected dazzling light on the cold silver track,"

"The information in my mind tells me that this inconspicuous screw in front of me is connected to the frame of the first railway track in Zaomen City."

"The more I travel, the documents and materials I have read and recorded keep pouring out of my mind, merging with what I see in front of me."

Obviously Li Xun just kept walking within the confines of the stage,

But because of these extremely lifelike scenes and pictures, it seems like it's been walking all the time.

The end of the year is too busy.