The Creator of the Second Dimension

As the Spring Festival approached, the roast chicken shop near the No. 16 Factory in Songhai City did not rest.

Lao Feng was still standing in front of the counter, and the roast chicken in the back kitchen was spinning on the fire, sizzling and oily.

There are not many people in the store, and most customers choose to take it home and add a dish to dinner. A small number of them are also the owners of nearby shops.

Songhai's overall economy is going from bad to worse, and this street is only able to survive by relying on the nearby residential areas. Even so, the shops on the street are gradually closing down, and now only a few shops selling daily necessities remain.

As the end of the year approached, the bosses didn't have much business, so they gathered at the roast chicken restaurant, eating roast chicken and chatting to welcome the new year.

"Hey, the old Chen's house is estimated to be closed in the next year. I don't know how long it can last here."

"It's not easy to do business now. Think about the time before, there were many students in the store every day after school. Now, hey, let's not mention it."

"I heard that the junior high school at Factory Seven will be closed this year, and the remaining students will transfer to the school at Factory Eight."

The shopkeepers sighed unceasingly. Despite the rapid development of Huaxia as a whole, there are still cities like Songhai that have not kept up. It is said that such cities are not uncommon, and many of them are eventually merged into nearby big cities and become a satellite. In the urban area, I don't know where Songhai's final home will be.

Lao Feng, the owner of the roast chicken shop, did not participate in the discussion, but just watched the roast chicken intently. The master who helped before went home for the New Year, and now Lao Feng is doing it himself.

Jingle Bell--

The store door was pushed open, causing the wind chimes to ring, and Lao Feng raised his head.

Having opened the roast chicken here for so many years, he knows most of the people nearby. As soon as most of the customers walk into the store, Lao Feng knows what they want, how much ingredients to add, and what special needs they have.

But seeing the people who came in, Lao Feng was still taken aback.

Because he does not know.

There were two young men wearing thick down jackets who entered the door. One of them was wearing glasses, tall and thin, and the other was slightly fatter. They were all unfamiliar faces.

"Is this old Feng's roast chicken?"

With their mobile phones in their hands, they looked at the sign in the store.

"Yes, sit wherever you want, do you want roast chicken?"

Old Feng greeted.

"Well, let's have a signature roast chicken."

The two of them just ordered a roast chicken, found a place to sit down, took out their mobile phones, and whispered something.

Old Feng didn't care, and chose a roast chicken in good condition on the grill.

"Do you want to cut it?"

Lao Feng provides a service of changing the knife here, cutting the roast chicken into pieces. Of course, some customers just like the pleasure of tearing by hand and choose to keep the whole chicken.

"Cut it?"

The other party was not sure, so he looked at his phone again before nodding.

Lao Feng had just cut the grilled chicken and served it on a plate when he heard the sound of wind chimes again. This time it was a man and a woman, a couple walking into the shop.

The cold wind was howling outside, but the store was very warm. The couple looked around and sat down at an empty table.

"Boss, I want a signature roast chicken."

"okay."

Lao Feng was quite happy, he didn't expect that there would be so many new guests today.

As soon as he entered the back kitchen, he heard another wind chime.

"Boss, I want two signature roast chickens."

This time it was four girls.

"Hey, old Feng's business is good today, the thief envies you."

The shop owner sitting beside said with emotion.

Old Feng also felt a little strange, why it was almost Chinese New Year, and suddenly there were so many guests, all of whom were young people he had never seen before.

He glanced at it and found that those young people didn't eat the roast chicken right away. They even took pictures with their mobile phones and posted on Weibo before doing it. When he served the third roast chicken, another young man pushed the door After entering, the first few waves of guests also chatted.

"This place is exactly the same as in the animation. Even the price list is restored. The phantom electricity is too strong."

"We are going to visit the place where the third episode is performed today, how about you?"

"What, what, did you come here after watching the animation?"

"I went to that nursing home yesterday, and I was shocked, it was exactly the same."

Listening to their chatter and discussion, the air in the store suddenly became lively, but the shopkeepers chatting aside had no idea what was going on.

"Boy, what are you talking about?"

one of them asked.

"Ah, don't you guys know? Uh, there was an animation called "Songhai Idol is Legend" in January this year. It was filmed in Songhai, and this store even appeared in the animation!"

The young man who came alone was more cheerful, so he took out his mobile phone, logged into the app of Hatsune Video Network, and found the corresponding episode number.

Even Lao Feng came over. He saw that in the exquisite animation, his shop was perfectly restored, and even the menu and fried chicken were exactly the same. In the picture that he glimpsed inadvertently, the whole Songhai was the one they were most familiar with. look like.

"Hey, Old Feng, is this the one you mentioned before?"

The store owners were a little excited, remembering that at the end of last summer, someone seemed to have visited here and took some photos. Lao Feng chatted casually at that time, but he didn't take it seriously.

In this day and age, how could anyone want to take pictures of Songhai, a poor place?

Unexpectedly, people at that time actually recorded this place and made it into an animation.

The young man said that he was from Ningjiang. After watching the animation, he heard that this roast chicken restaurant was real. He became curious and came here by train. He planned to see what Songhai had. Charm, it is worthy of being a filming location for animation. In popular words, this is called "pilgrimage to the Holy Land".

Although Lao Feng doesn't know much about animation, it must be an excellent work to attract so many young people to Songhai.

When we talked about animation, those young people became lively again, chattering, mainly talking about Songhai City, they said that although it is not very prosperous here, those huge factories are very flavorful, they said that the smell of roast chicken It is a hundred times more delicious than the one depicted in the animation, which explains why no one comes here because the scenery here is very special.

Halfway through the conversation, the wind chime rang again, and this time it was indeed someone Lao Feng knew well.

Zhou Ping, a former bad girl, had her hair dyed black and tied into a ponytail. She trotted into the store wearing fur slippers, cotton trousers, and a thick cotton jacket.

"Need a trick"

Seeing so many strangers in the store, Zhou Ping was startled.

"Boss, are your relatives?"

She finished ordering and asked.

"It's all from watching the anime."

Lao Feng didn't have time to explain to Zhou Ping, but the store owners made it clear.

After preparing for the exam for a long time, Zhou Ping, who hadn't been able to touch a computer for more than half a year, realized that what Xu Rui said at that time was not a lie, he really made Songhai into the animation.

In the evening, the guests all went back. Lao Feng sat in the roast chicken shop, took out his mobile phone, and asked Zhou Ping to install the Hatsune video network for himself during the day, and even borrowed an account. He slowly opened "Songhai Idol" It's Legend".