After bringing the other party in and settling him down, a voice appeared in Chen Nian's mind.

[Return in twelve hours]

"So fast?" blurted out one sentence.

"Yes, the editor-in-chief urged me to come here, so I'm here now."

"That's good." Chen Nian nodded, "Thank you later for me, Mr. Yu, but... I'm leaving today, and Mr. He will probably have to ask more of you next time. If...

....If it’s not convenient for you to work, I still have a lot of money left, so hiring a nanny should be enough.”

Chen Nian said.

But in fact, it was not with He Miao that he was so quick, but with a complaint about the recipe.

Last time there were seven days left, this time there are only twelve hours left.

Isn’t that just half a day?

At noon that day, Chen Nian finally made a meal here, and then took out all the remaining manuscripts from under the bed. He gave these to Yu Xiong. If the other party still posted one article a month, plus the previous

It is estimated that it will last four to five years.

He came to the newspaper office of Jingbao and gave all the manuscripts to him.

Yu Xiong was shocked by the huge number of old manuscripts: "Why are there so many?"

"Because I have to leave for a while, maybe a few years." Chen Nian said with a smile.

But what Yu Xiong wants to ask is not this, but why there are so many of them given the speed of aging!

It's like an author who updates 4,000 times a day suddenly posts a single chapter one day saying that he is going to go on a trip. Then he will not reply to comments or chapters, but please don't worry, the background has been set up to send it automatically every day.

Two chapters are enough for a year.

Although everyone was using this to exchange some sense of pleasure, when it turned out that there were so many archived manuscripts, I still felt a little unhappy.

It’s really a bitch!

But the countless thoughts in my heart finally gathered in my mouth and turned into:

"Why are you leaving?"

"I have learned how to make scallion noodles, and Master He's son has also been found. It's time for me to go to the next place."

"Where is the next place?" Yu Xiong still refused to give up.

"I don't know, it doesn't matter where I go." Chen Nian said honestly, "I wish Brother Yu a bright future, I'm leaving now."

"Bon Voyage."

On this day, Chen Nian walked through many corners of Shanghai.

This was a scenery he had never seen before.

Confined to the kitchen, three meals a day, all year round,

Poor people, rich people.

Chinese, foreigners.

I thought I would have to go through several wars here, but I didn't expect that the recipe would not give me this opportunity.

In the evening, Chen Nian came to Paramount again.

It’s still the familiar waiter and the familiar place.

"Sir, would you like some scallion noodles today?" the waiter asked humbly.

"No need, your scallion oil noodles are not delicious."

Indeed, Chen Nian felt that the scallion oil noodles were really far behind. The Paramount store in Shanghai couldn’t even make scallion oil noodles. Isn’t this a joke?

However, Chen Nian came here today because he wanted to spend money, so he touched his pocket and put a big coin in the waiter's hand. The waiter left with a happy face.

Then familiar music started playing.

Chen Nian didn't expect that Wan'er would be the one to open the show.

Wan'er didn't wear too heavy makeup today, but she still looked dazzling when paired with gorgeous dresses.

Wan'er had never been the first to open before, but today she was suddenly assigned to be the first by Boss Sheng. She even modified the following rhythm according to her own style, which made Wan'er a little uncomfortable.

But after taking the stage with the music.

She actually saw Chen Nian in that familiar corner!

"I didn't expect him to really come!"

Wan'er originally thought that as Sisi left, Chen Nian would also leave with her.

But now I can really see the age.

She immediately forgot about her nervousness!

My whole body entered a state of relaxation.

As soon as the voice sounded,

A lazy, sexy, and charming voice came from the stage, as if she was gnashing her teeth, but also as if she was coquettishly singing, as if she was singing to the one she loved.

"Night Shanghai

night shanghai

You are a city that never sleeps

Hua derqi

sound of music

Peacefulness

..."

Wan'er sang in such a relaxed manner. At this moment, she only had Chen Nian in her eyes. Although the distance was a bit far away, she still saw a smile on Chen Nian's face.

This was the first time Chen Nian listened to Wan'er's singing seriously. I didn't expect that this girl sang really well.

I couldn't help but applaud.

After seeing it, Wan'er became more relaxed and devoted herself wholeheartedly to it.

"If you are not drunk, everyone will get drunk."

Hu Tian Hu Di

Wasted youth

Dawn is hazy and hazy

Everyone go back

The heart follows the turning wheel..."

She just sang like this, blending into the stage, the theater and the ballroom, and the city of Shanghai.

Suddenly, she remembered that she had met a poor boy not long after she arrived in this city.

At that time, the boy asked me where Paramount was.

Thinking about it again, he is probably a kid who wants to work hard to integrate into this city just like me.

I don't know why I think of that boy, although I can't seem to remember what he looks like now, I just remember that he is quite beautiful.

But now, with Chen Nian sitting below, Wan'er shook her head and forgot these thoughts.

Looking at Chen Nian, Wan'er felt at this moment that she might be the happiest person in the world.

As the music came to an end, Wan'er waved her slender arms and sleeves and turned in a circle, like a butterfly flying.

In comparison, that man will definitely be amazed by his own beauty, right?

Wan'er thought so.

But when she turned around, she suddenly found that Chen Nian was missing!

It just disappeared into thin air.

He was obviously still there before he turned around!

Lost his soul and his eyes were blank.

There are no traces of age anywhere.

The music continues.

Wan'er was smiling and crying at the moment, with a trembling voice, as if she had lost her most beloved person, staring at the deserted place, and murmuring in her mouth:

"Aftertaste

nightlife

Like a dream...like waking up
To be continued...