Rebirth of the tea art man

Click!

At 10 p.m., the door opens.

"I won!"

"The voice of nature, the top ten in the country, Chen Shiying!"

Chen Shiying excitedly turned on the light, and there were still traces of stage makeup on her face.

In order to adapt to the lighting effect, the stage makeup is always particularly rich and colorful, which is quite exaggerated.

However, in the room, there was silence.

Lin Cheng was lying on the bed, wearing a blindfold, and had already fallen asleep.

"are you asleep?"

She hastily turned off several lights, took off her shoes, and tiptoed to the bed.

"So lovely!"

Chen Shiying squatted on the head of the bed, propped her hands on the mattress, rested her chin, and looked at it quietly.

"Tell me, why are you so powerful?"

"As long as the songs you write are always so good to sing, everyone will like them."

"At first I thought it was me who sang well, but then I discovered that the songs you gave me can win even if someone else sings them."

The rustling sound is the rubbing of the fabric of the clothes.

She unbuttoned and took off her clothes one by one.

The old shoulders were slippery and slipped quietly from both shoulders.

"so!"

"Please only write songs for me in the future, okay?"

Chen Shiying took a deep breath, and slipped into the bed from the end of the bed with a thumping heartbeat.

……

Lin Cheng had a dream, a long, long dream.

In the dream, there was a severe drought on the earth.

Ten suns appeared in the sky, drying the forest, the earth, and the rivers and lakes.

Animals died one after another, people were displaced and starved to death.

Everyone can only hide in the dark ditch, waiting for the sun to go down.

At this time, a woman gave him a bow and ten arrows, asking him to shoot down the sun from the sky.

Lin Cheng smiled!

How can this be?

Lao Tzu is not Hou Yi, how do you want me to shoot the sun?

However, the woman was very determined and insisted on putting the bow and arrow in his hand.

He wanted to say no, but couldn't.

The woman grabbed his hand and forced him to draw the bow and nock the arrow.

call out!

An arrow shot out, shooting out a sun in the sky.

The temperature has dropped and the world is much cooler.

Everyone around him was cheering for him, shouting "Hero, hero, hero!"

There was no way, in order to save the world, Lin Cheng drew his bow again and shot a second arrow.

call out!

Another sun fell, and the world became cooler.

On the dry ground, a little green seedling grew faintly.

Everyone cheered and elected Lin Cheng as the leader of the tribe, hoping that he would continue to work hard and continue to shoot the sun.

Save the people from water and fire, and relieve the people from hanging upside down!

Lin Cheng was very tired and wanted to rest for a while.

However, for the common people in the world, for the sake of human civilization, what is a little personal sacrifice?

He decided to sacrifice his life for righteousness, and resolutely opened his bow and shot an arrow, destroying the third sun.

……

"So, how many suns did you end up shooting?"

In the taxi, the driver was smoking a cigarette and impatiently asked the final result.

"Since it was Hou Yi who shot the sun, of course he shot nine of them and kept one!"

With dark circles under his eyes, Lin Cheng lethargicly yawned.

"You blow it!"

"Uncle, I was young too, why don't people who come here don't understand?"

The master driver stubbed out the cigarette butt and glanced at him disdainfully.

"Five suns!"

"Five will do?"

"That's also because it's getting dark, it's getting late, and Chang'e is going to the moon."

"Otherwise, the descendants will have to continue shooting the sun!"

With the window down, Lin Cheng felt the wind blowing, and he finally lifted his spirits and became much more awake.

"Five!"

"That's not bad, it has the [-]% power I had back then."

The driver master nodded approvingly.

"Come on, just blow it!"

"You pretend I don't know?"

"That's the limit of mortals. The descendants can shoot down nine suns. That's because they are not mortals at all, but great witches!"

Lin Cheng said angrily.

If this is an online car-hailing car, he will definitely give a one-star negative review later!

beep!beep!

Two horns, suddenly surprised him from his sleep.

"Reached?"

Lin Cheng opened his eyes and rubbed his tired eyes.

"arrive!"

"Linzhou International Airport, Terminal T2, international flights can go in here."

The driver pointed to the airport entrance and reminded.

"Oh, so fast!"

Lin Cheng turned on his phone and glanced at the time.

It is already 8 o'clock in the evening.

He booked a flight at 10:[-] p.m., and there were two hours of spare time, which was enough.

"You're all asleep, of course time flies by."

The driver master complained.

As soon as this young man got in the car, he told him the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun.

As he spoke, he fell asleep by himself.

Drooping his head, he fell into a drowsy sleep, and kept talking in his dreams "Don't...don't...stop".

"Wait a minute, I have a luggage."

Lin Cheng pushed open the car door and yawned in a daze.

The whole day's work and rest has been completely disrupted, which makes him feel depressed and lack of energy.

"Do you want me to help you?"

The driver master reminded.

"Okay, thank you then!"

Lin Cheng smiled embarrassedly.

"It's okay, just add money!"

The driver master had a bold face, and said cold and heartless words.

Ding!

A text message appeared on Lin Cheng's cell phone.

"Where are you?"

"I feel so bad, I miss you so much!"

"Can I come back today? I really want to see you!"

Sender: Qinqin.

"Put your luggage back!"

Lin Cheng put away his phone and said calmly.

"Putting it back also counts as money!"

The driver master reminded.

Snapped!

A stack of banknotes was slapped on the hood.

Even he himself hadn't counted all the hundreds of yuan bills.

However, looking at the thickness, 1000 yuan is definitely more than that.

"I'm not going abroad anymore, take me to Beiyang!"

Lin Cheng said lightly.

"Go, go to Beiyang?"

The driver master was stunned.

After a few seconds, he quickly took the banknote and said with a smile on his face, "Okay! Sir, please come inside!"

Being rich can really turn ghosts around!

It usually takes at least three hours to drive from Linzhou International Airport to Beiyang Middle School.

Under the acceleration of a stack of banknotes, the uncle drove the old Santana with manual transmission, and it took only two hours and 8 minutes.

If it was replaced by Toyota's ae86, Lin Cheng even wondered if his name was Fujiwara Takumi.

A green taxi stops at the entrance of the alley.

Lin Cheng carried the suitcase, got out of the car, and entered the brick house as if he knew the way.

Turn left on the second floor, the first room by the window.

In the past few months, he didn't know how many times he entered the door, even with his eyes closed, he could touch it in.

"Qinqin, I'm back!"

Pushing open the door, Lin Cheng took a look, but the room was empty.

Lift the quilt, no.

Open the closet, no.

Behind the curtain, no.

Under the bed, still nothing!

wow——

There was the sound of a flushing toilet.

"Song Bailian is really right."

"Stinky tofu is unclean and unhygienic, it's too easy to get diarrhea!"

Yan Qin came out from the bathroom next door with a tired look on his face.

"Sincere?"

"Yeah, why are you here?"

"Let me hug, let me kiss!"

Seeing Lin Cheng in the room, Yan Qin dragged on his slippers, sprinted for [-] meters, and rushed forward.

"Stop, stop, have you washed your hands?"

"Wash it! Wash it!"

"It smells like garlic, you should brush your teeth first!"

"Oh, forget it, I will swipe later, let me kiss first!"

……

(The platform restricts my performance, and I understand everything.)