“The winner of the 30th Best Screenwriter is…”

As the words fell, a cheer sounded in front of Zhang Tan. A middle-aged man with a braid stood up excitedly, waved two punches into the air, and looked back provocatively.

Zhang Tan's lips moved slightly, cursed silently, and subconsciously touched the pocket of the suit with a small piece of paper in it. It was the award speech I had spent an hour preparing for last night. Unexpectedly, it was still unusable in the end.

As the saying goes, there are only three things, but Zhang Tan, as a popular winner in the Golden Rooster Awards, has been with him for three consecutive years.

I thought I could do what I wish this time, but this result was like this. The applause and surprise around me were mixed, which showed that it was not only his surprise.

Zhang Tan did not attend the evening cocktail party. He was drunk alone in the bar and fell on the side of the road... The next day, he woke up from his sleep and felt dozens of needles piercing his head. The pain came in waves. He couldn't help but hold it and knocked it hard a few times.

He opened his eyes, and there was a noise in his ears, and a blue ceiling fan was spinning above his head.

Looking sideways, there are a group of young men and women eating breakfast, while themselves, lying on a row of dining tables.

He immediately turned over and sat up, surrounded by people, looking at him and whispering while having breakfast.

“Where is this?”

I remember drinking in the bar last night, then going out, and... Then, he walked into the spotlight, took the stage with the attention of everyone, and took over the Golden Rooster Award from the Queen of the Film. The Queen of the Film's hand was so soft and slippery, which made his heart sway...

Zhang Tan shook his head. There was no spotlight on his head, only a whistling electric fan. He always felt that it would fall down to make him wake up. There was no sexy queen, and his thighs were so slippery... Fortunately, it didn't slide deeper.

"This is the Peking Film Academy." said a short-haired girl closest to him.

Zhang Tan was stunned. College? Why did he escape from the college? Wait, Beijing? No, Peking??

He reached out and touched his pocket, but there was nothing. Then he realized that he was not wearing a suit he had when he participated in the Golden Rooster Awards before, and naturally there was no speech in his pocket for thanking the organizer.

...

The sun shone brightly and was extremely brilliant. Zhang Tan walked out of the cafeteria, and his eyes were in a daze. A bright red five-star red flag on the flagpole fluttered in the wind. There were various recruitment information posted on the notice board in front of him, the most conspicuous one said:

Peking Bank campus recruitment will be held in the first venue on June 25!

Peking Bank!

It turned out to be really Peking! Zhang Tan felt dizzy and still couldn't believe it.

The passing students kept looking at him, Zhang Tan followed his eyes, reached behind him, and took off a note.

"Go to die for the scumbag!"

Beautiful handwriting.

Zhang Tan:-_-||

Who posted it??!!

"Bah, scumbag!"

A beautiful girl glared at him and spat at the ground. She had two cute dimples, but her eyes were full of disgust.

"Ph! Scumbag!"

Another one, this time, he was looking at him.

...

After N years, Zhang Tan had to shake his head and let the girls who flocked to him to go out of their minds.

The scumbag is dead, don't be hurt by accident.

He came to the bench by the lake and sat down, his mind was filled with thoughts and needed to be sorted out.

He traveled through time.

magic.

Not far away, a group of fresh graduates were taking photos. They were wearing black bachelor's uniforms, playing and laughing, and their voices drifted in the wind.

"That seems to be Aquaman~~"

Zhang Tan looked at him, huh? These people looked familiar. One of them had just appeared in his mind and spat at him hard!

When I remembered, these are his classmates!

Today is their graduation day! The big day of life!

Everyone was busy taking graduation photos. He sat by the lake, his whole body was smelly and in a daze?

Zhang Tan subconsciously stood up, stopped again, looked down at himself, and his shirt and jeans were out of place with everyone.

He searched his memory in his mind, sure that he didn't know how to take graduation photos today, and no one informed him?

As soon as he hesitated, the students' graduation photo was over, and cheers broke out on the spot, and the bachelor's hats flew into the air.

"Zhang Tan, why did you come?"

"He's smelly."

"Aquaman is late, so I'm going to have a drink again."

"Haha, it's Aquaman."

...

Some people joke, some people joke, some people gloat...

It seems that the original owner of this body is not popular. Seeing this, Zhang Tan forced a smile and turned around and left without hesitation.

He remembered more, such as his poor interpersonal relationships in the class, and his nickname, "Aquaman".

This is not a compliment. It was called the ex-girlfriend of the same class and was responsible for the dissemination. The full name is the Neptune type scumbag. When you think you walked into Zhang Tan's heart, you didn't expect you just swam into Zhang Tan's fish pond, you thought Zhang Tan only had a fish pond, but you didn't expect that Zhang Tan was a Neptune and was in charge of the seven oceans.

This is the Aquaman type scumbag, who is humble and can tolerate a large group of concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards.

"Ph! Scumbag."

After Zhang Tan understood "self", he followed suit and was disdainful.

The next day, dormitory.

Zhang Tan woke up and his head finally stopped hurting. The phone placed beside his pillow kept ringing. There were 999 unread messages in the WeChat group of the class. When they graduated, everyone was saying goodbye to each other and reluctant to leave. The latest message was sent by his roommate, expressing his reluctance and friendship to his classmates.

Zhang Tan sat up from the bed and looked around. The dormitory was empty, and he was the only one left, and no one said goodbye to him.

He looked at the lively cell phone and the empty dormitory and shook his head, as if he was isolated.

I got up and brushed my teeth and washed my face. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was taller than 180cm. I was thin, pale and handsome, with long hair. I was tied up and tied into a ponytail. My original name was Zhang Tan. I was 22 years old this year. I am a graduate of the director department of Peking Film Academy. I have been keen on changing my girlfriend for four years in college. I am known as Neptune.

As for why I slept on the dining table in the cafeteria all night?

Not long ago, he joined a TV series crew through his relationship and worked as an assistant by the director. However, because of a certain ex-girlfriend's trouble, he was fired. He was angry and disappointed and got drunk. In the end, just like him, he was drunk and what if he was drunk.

"I have a good face, but I failed like this." Zhang Tan said to himself in the mirror, reached out to take out his hand in his pocket, and took out a train ticket.

West of Beiping - G7008 times - → East of Pujiang

The time is 11:00 am on June 28, which is today, and there is still an hour and a half before now.

Zhang Tan's parents died early and grew up in Pujiang with his grandparents since childhood. Both old men died last year, leaving him with an ancestral home and a school.

After being fired by the crew yesterday, he bought a train ticket to travel south in anger.

If Zhang Tan was still the same Zhang Tan, the train ticket would have been thrown away in the end, because Zhang Tan originally planned to gain a foothold in Peking, but now, Zhang Tan did not hesitate and decided to go south to Pujiang.

The Pujiang River here is equivalent to the Shanghai he is familiar with. Before today, he spent nearly 10 years there and got used to the customs and customs there.

Packed up my luggage, closed the windows, went downstairs, walked through the university campus where I had lived for four years, and waved at the school gate where people were coming in and out, just like saying goodbye to the past sigh and four years of absurd youth.

I boarded the train at 11 o'clock, and at 4:30 pm, the train stopped in the east of Pujiang River. Zhang Tan got off with the crowd and looked at the Pujiang City in this world curiously, which was very similar to the Shanghai he remembered.

"Pujiang Grand Theater is here~"

The sound of arriving at the station came from the subway, and Zhang Tan realized that he had taken the route to the Pujiang Grand Theater without knowing it.

Yesterday, he participated in the 30th Golden Rooster Film Awards at the Pujiang Grand Theater. He slept for a while, and inexplicably went to Peking and became another person.

He hesitated for a moment, got out of the car, left the station, and came outside the Pujiang Grand Theater. The night had gradually fallen, and the surroundings of the theater were very quiet. There were lights on the square, and there were very few pedestrians, wandering around in groups of three or three.

The billboard shows the theater usage arrangements for the last week:

"My Motherland and Me" Large Symphony Concert

Big comedy "Oh Mom"

...

There is no information about the 30th Golden Rooster Awards. Again, there is no intersection between the two worlds.

"Times have changed, and the world has changed a lot."

Zhang Tan looked at this brilliant building, entered the subway station again, took Line 1 instead, got off on West Chang'an Street, and searched for the ancestral home left by his grandparents according to his memory.

West Chang'an Street is a prosperous area of ​​the Pujiang River, but there is a city-based village with a wide area, where the ancestral home of Zhang Tan's family is located.

The ancestral home covers an area of ​​more than 500 square meters and is disrepaired for a long time and cannot live in it. After Zhang Tan looked at it for a while, he entered a barber shop. There was only one barber in the store. He was wearing a yellowed white vest and bulging his belly. He could be his grandfather at the age of his age.

The barber was peeling beans and preparing to cook dinner. When he saw someone coming in, he raised his head, squinted his eyes and laughed out loud.

"Hey, I'm finally waiting for you."

He put down the pea in his hand, picked up the big scissors, cut Zhang Tan's small braid, leaving a short inch.
To be continued...