The Creator of the Second Dimension

As the Spring Festival approached, the roast chicken shop near the Sixteenth Factory in Songhai City did not rest.

Lao Feng was still guarding the counter, and the roast chicken in the back kitchen was spinning on the fire, making oil.

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

The overall economy of Songhai is deteriorating, and this street depends on the nearby residential area to survive. Despite this, the shops on the street are gradually closing, and now only a few stores selling daily use remain.

Near the end of the new year, all the bosses had no business, so they gathered in the roast chicken shop and chatted while eating roast chicken, welcoming the new year of the next year.

"Hey, the old Chen's house is expected to close in the next year. I don't know how long it will last here."

"It's not easy to do business now. Think about it back then, there were a lot of students in the store every day, now, hey, don't mention it."

"I heard that the junior high school on the seventh factory will be closed this year, and the remaining students will be transferred to the eight factory school."

The shopkeepers are sighing that despite the rapid overall development of Huaxia, there are still cities like Songhai that have not kept up. It is said that such cities are not uncommon. Many of them eventually merged into nearby big cities and became satellites. In the city, I don’t know where Songhai’s final destination is.

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

Jingle Bell--

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

He has been driving roast chicken here for so many years, and 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 they add, and what special needs they have.

But seeing the people coming in, Lao Feng was still stunned.

Because he doesn't know.

What came in were two young men wearing thick down jackets. One of them was tall and thin with glasses, and the other was slightly blessed, both with strange faces.

"Is this Lao Feng roast chicken?"

They held mobile phones in their hands and looked at the signs in the store.

"Yes, just sit down, you want roast chicken?"

Old Feng greeted.

"Well, here's a signature roast chicken."

They only needed a roast chicken, so they found a place to sit down, took out their mobile phones, and whispered something.

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

"Do you want to cut it?"

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

"Cut it?"

The other party was not too sure, and looked at the phone again before nodding.

Old Feng had just cut the roast chicken and brought the plate, and heard the sound of a wind chime again. This time it was a man and a woman, and a couple entered the store.

The cold wind roared outside, but the shop was very warm. The couple looked around and found an empty table to sit down.

"Boss, I want a signature roast chicken."

"okay."

Lao Feng was very happy. He didn't expect that there were so many new guests today.

He just walked into the back kitchen when he heard another wind chime ringing.

"Boss, want two signature roast chickens."

This time there are four girls.

"Hey, Lao Feng has a good business today. The thief envy you."

The owner of the shop sitting aside sighed with emotion.

Lao Feng also thought it was a bit strange, how come this Chinese New Year is approaching, suddenly so many guests are young people who haven't seen him yet.

He glanced at it and found that the young people got the roast chicken but didn't eat it right away. He took a photo with his mobile phone and posted a Weibo before he started. When he brought the third roast chicken, another young man opened the door. In, the previous few waves of guests also talked.

"This is exactly the same as in the animation, and even the price list is restored. The phantom is too strong."

"We are going to see where the third episode was performed today, how about you?"

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

"I went to the nursing home yesterday, and I was shocked, completely consistent..."

Listening to their chattering and discussing, the air in the shop suddenly became lively, but the shopkeepers who chatted by the side had no idea what was going on.

"Boy, what are you talking about?"

One of them asked.

"Ah, don't you guys know that, uh, there was an animation in January this year called "Songhai Idol is a Legend", its location is Songhai, this store still appears in the animation!"

The guy who came by alone was more cheerful, so he took out his mobile phone and logged into the app of Chuyin Video Network to find the corresponding episodes.

Even Lao Feng came over. He saw that in the exquisite animation, his own shop was perfectly restored, even the menu and fried chicken were exactly the same. In the scene that they inadvertently glimpsed, the whole Songhai is what they are most familiar with. Looks like.

"Hey, Lao Feng, is this the one you said before?"

The shop owners were a little excited. They remembered that at the end of summer last year, it seemed that someone had indeed come here for an interview and took some photos. Lao Feng had a casual chat at the time, but he didn't take it seriously.

In this era, how can anyone come to take pictures of this ruinous place in Songhai?

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

The young man said he was from Ningjiang. After watching the animation, he became curious when he heard that this roast chicken is real. He came here by train and was ready to see what's in Songhai. Charm, worthy of being a filming location for anime, in popular terms, this is called "Holy Land Tour".

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

When it comes to animation, the young people are a little more lively, talking about Songhai City. They say that although it is not very prosperous, the huge factories are very flavorful. They say the taste of roast chicken. It is a hundred times more delicious than what is depicted in the animation, which shows that the scenery here is very special, but why no one came.

Halfway through the conversation, the wind chimes rang again, this time it was indeed someone familiar with Lao Feng.

Zhou Ping, a former bad girl, had her hair dyed black long ago~www.NovelMTL.com~, tied into a ponytail, wore woolen slippers, cotton trousers, and a thick padded jacket and trot into the shop.

"I want a trick..."

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

"Boss, your relatives?"

She asked after ordering.

"All came from watching the animation."

Lao Feng didn't have time to explain to Zhou Ping, but the shop owners were nagging to make it clear.

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

In the evening, the guests all returned. Lao Feng sat in the roast chicken shop and took out his mobile phone. During the day, he asked Zhou Ping to install the Chuyin Video Network and borrowed an account. It's a Legend.

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