Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Yu Dongqing and the others took the special passage this time. They got out of the platform smoothly and took the car straight to the hotel.

Just as Yu Dongqing and the others were leaving the station, a high-speed train from Guangzhou arrived at the station, and a young woman carrying a travel bag got out of the train.

As soon as she got off the bus, she picked up her mobile phone and made a call, with an excited look on her face: "Guoguo, I'm in Chengdu."

At the same time, in the conference room of a district cultural and tourism bureau in Chengdu, a young woman in her thirties with short hair was presiding over the meeting. She was Chen Guoguo.

He is not tall, has short hair, and has a pretty face that is capable.

After she saw the caller ID on her mobile phone, she immediately lowered her voice and said, "Zhuo Qun, I'm in a meeting now. I'll go to the hotel to find you after get off work."

"OK!"

Zhuo Qun on the platform put down his mobile phone and walked towards the subway station entrance.

In the conference room, Chen Guoguo continued the meeting: "Now, I will arrange the work for this week."

When she got off work at six o'clock, Chen Guoguo called home, hurriedly left the office, drove out of the unit and disappeared into the busy traffic.

She is going to a hotel to visit her friend Zhuo Qun.

Zhuo Qun came specifically to watch the Qingmanglu Band perform.

While driving, she remembered how she and Zhuo Qun got to know each other.

It was accidental and a little dramatic.

It was twelve years ago when the Qingmang Lu Band came to Chengdu for their first tour. At that time, the leader of her unit gave her a concert ticket - but she already had one. It was Luo Yun, the manager of the Qing Mang Lu Band, as a thank you. It was a special gift from her.

So she put the extra tickets on Xianyu at the original price, but was snatched by a girl named Zhuo Qun.

When she went to deliver the tickets, she realized that this girl was a super fan of Qingmanglu Band and had followed them from Shijiazhuang to Chengdu.

The two went to the concert together and became good friends.

After Zhuo Qun returned to Guangzhou, the two often communicated via WeChat. Later, Zhuo Qun and her husband came to Chengdu for a trip, and she warmly received them. She went to Guangzhou for a meeting and met her friends.

The friendship lasted for more than ten years.

This time, Zhuo Qun made a special trip to Chengdu to watch the Qingmanglu Band perform.

When she drove to the hotel and saw Zhuo Qun in the room, he happily ran over and hugged her.

"Hey Guoguo, how come you haven't changed at all since I've known you for so many years? You're still so slim. Look at me, you're much fatter."

Chen Guoguo glanced at Zhuo Qun and saw that he was indeed much fatter than in previous years, so she pursed her lips and smiled:

"Zhuo Qun, you're not called fat, you're called plump."

"Haha, Guoguo, you really know how to talk."

"Let's go. Let's go eat." Chen Guoguo said.

"Forget it. I want to lose weight." Zhuo Qun said, and then suddenly said: "I wonder if that milk tea shop is still there? It was the first time we met. The milk tea shop you invited me to? It's called Lianlian Chaxiang , near Chunxi Road.”

"I don't know. Why don't we go take a look?" Chen Guoguo suddenly became interested.

"Okay, let's take a look at Chunxi Road."

The two of them left the hotel, which was only one stop away from the Chunxi Road subway. Chen Guoguo didn't drive either. The two took the subway to Chunxi Road and found the place where they drank milk tea together.

The milk tea shop is still there but has been renamed and the owner has been changed. Each of us drinks a cup of milk tea slowly.

Sweet taste.

You haven’t had milk tea for several years, right?

Chen Guoguo can't remember the last time she drank milk tea.

Someone once said this: "When coffee replaces milk tea, our youth has faded away."

In fact, Chen Guoguo rarely drinks coffee now. Like most people in the system, she has gradually become accustomed to drinking tea.

She has tasted everything from labor-protection tea priced at tens of yuan per catty to top-quality bamboo leaf green tea priced at several thousand yuan per catty.

The old director once told her: When you are well versed in tea culture, you will naturally be a qualified institutional person.

You’ve already done it for yourself, right?

"Guoguo?"

Zhuo Qun's words awakened Chen Guoguo from her deep thoughts. She looked at him with a smile: "What?"

"Are you going to the concert tomorrow?"

Chen Guoguo was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Go, you came all the way from Guangzhou, how could I not accompany you?"

After speaking, he took out two tickets from the bag he was carrying: "These are the complimentary tickets given to my unit by the organizer. I kept two tickets and gave one to you."

"Wow, VIP in the front row!" Zhuo Qun said in surprise: "Guoguo, you are so powerful!"

"Haha, as the director, you still have this little privilege."

"Guo Guo, I really didn't see that such a weak girl like you could be a leader!" Zhuo Qun was very impressed.

"Huh? To be a leader, you don't have to fight, do you have to be strong?" Chen Guoguo smiled and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this, your ticket has been refunded, right? I heard it is very popular."

"This time I will hang on the salted fish at the original price just like you did last time, let's see which lucky person can grab it!"

After the two drank milk tea, they happily walked around Chunxi Road.

It's evening now, Chunxi Road is brightly lit and full of tourists.

"Hey, time flies so fast. The last time the Qingmanglu Band went on tour was more than ten years ago." Zhuo Qun suddenly sighed.

"Well, twelve years."

"Yes, twelve years ago. We were all young at that time, and I was impulsive. I followed the band all the way from Shijiazhuang to Zhengzhou, Xi'an, and Chengdu. When I got to Chengdu, I almost didn't even have a ticket to go back. I finally returned to school. As a result, I was absent from classes for several days in a row, and the college punished me. Alas."

"Zhuo Qun, do you regret it?" Chen Guoguo asked.

"What do you regret? A writer once said: Life is just a series of experiences connected one after another. There are pains and joys, but there is no right or wrong."

Yes, there is no right or wrong.

Chen Guoguo couldn't help but think of that experience buried deep in her heart. She rarely recalls it now but it is so unforgettable.

Do you regret it?

No regrets.

The two were talking and laughing, but they didn't notice four men walking past on the opposite street.

Yu Dongqing and the others were also hanging out here.

When I come to Chengdu, I feel really bad if I don’t go shopping on Chunxi Road. Besides, staying in a hotel is really boring.

Worried about being recognized, all four of them wore hats and masks.

Chengdu is still the same Chengdu

Chunxi Road is still Chunxi Road.

It looks so familiar and friendly.

In fact, Yu Dongqing has only been here four times in this time and space.

The first time was when I came to Chengdu on my last concert tour, and the two in between were the road shows of the two movies "Chinese Youth" and "The Wandering Earth".

They all come in a hurry and leave in a hurry.

This is the fourth time.

But he has a different emotion towards this city.

In the original time and space, Zhang Ailing said this in her "Little Reunion": "A person, a city, will feel sorry for his whole life."

But he also said: "Reason is calm and unhurried at the top of the city, but no one wants to advance but stops outside the city."

Why.

"Dongqing, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Yang's voice brought Yu Dongqing back to reality from his thoughts.

"No, it's nothing." Yu Dongqing replied casually.

At this time, he accidentally saw two young women chatting across the street. The light was slow and he could not see clearly, but the petite figure had a familiar feeling.

Yu Dongqing couldn't help but stop.

"Let's go, I'm in a daze again." Zhang Yang urged.

Yu Dongqing quickly followed in the footsteps of her friends.

Passed by again. (End of chapter)