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"Not going to shoot for now."

Liu Hao really shook his head: "After finishing the album, I plan to go back to the mainland, I don't have time."

Du Yinghua knew that Liu Hao was from the mainland, and her mind was only on music recording, and she was not interested in other jobs at all.But Lin Xiaobang suddenly felt dense black lines all over his forehead - after the album is filmed, it must be released, and after that there will be a series of publicity, this little ancestor is actually going to pick a son back to the mainland at this time?

Shocked by Liu Hao's free will, Lin Xiaobang almost popped his eyes out.

Without looking at Lin Xiaobang's expression, Liu Hao knew what he was struggling with.Because in addition to the album, there is also the premiere of "Jade Blood Sword", which requires him to appear.

He smiled and said: "The publicity that should be done is still to be done. Didn't I just say it? It's preparation, not immediate. And I also need to purchase a batch of recording equipment, and build a recording studio when I go back."

This plan has been in place for a long time. This time, he came to Xiangjiang to record. Most of the first few songs were recorded by himself. However, due to lack of experience in some places, he was always a little unsatisfactory. Hao, let him make up the last short board, and also made his recording technology advance by leaps and bounds, and he has the confidence to record completely independently.

"What about the mv? Are you still filming?" Du Yinghua asked curiously.

"It depends on the situation. If you try to shoot, the effect will not be much better." Liu Hao did not veto it out of hand.

Lin Xiaobang exhaled lightly, this is also a solution.The specific method needs to be discussed after going back today...report?The person in front of me may be the uncle, who to report to.

But no matter what, the release time of the album is estimated to be adjusted. It must be done as soon as possible, lest the little master run back when the album is released. This kind of matter is definitely the focus of heated discussions among the media... Negative.

"Where is the title song? Is it "Green Apple Paradise"?" Lin Xiaobang suddenly remembered this very important question.

The 'title song' he mentioned is a single that will be released simultaneously with the album, and it is currently scheduled to be "Green Apple Paradise".

In the original plan, the premiere of "Jade Blood Sword" and the release of the album were at the same time. Lin Xiaobang is now considering whether to advance the date, but Liu Hao still vetoed it: "I can wait until after the premiere."

Lin Xiaobang was overjoyed when he got a positive statement.

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Capital city, railway station.

There were a lot of people standing on the platform, and Qiuhu's viciousness made the people who picked up the station feel like a small flame was burning in their hearts. Although it would not burn people, it made people feel very anxious.

The train has been delayed for three hours, and various uneasy speculations are quietly flowing in the crowd, and many people have become anxious.

"Station Master, do you want to contact the police station in front of the station?" A railway worker asked.

"It's not that serious. No one will be stupid at this time. When the train enters the station, everyone will relax." The station master said.

His tone was relaxed, but his brows were slightly frowned, obviously worried that the situation would get out of control.

In the past two years, educated youths who have been sent to the countryside have returned to the city one after another. Every time they receive a reception, the people up and down the station are as if they are facing an enemy—whether they are picking up the station or returning home, there is an inexplicable anxiety in their hearts. , it will trigger a group incident.

"Station Master, train No. 177 is about to enter the station." A female worker came in and reported excitedly.

"Then what are you waiting for? Broadcast out!" the station master said loudly.

"Attention platform staff, attention platform staff, train No. 177 is about to enter the station, please be ready to pick up the station, please be ready to pick up the station..."

The station master stood at the window, watching the extra crowd, and suddenly felt relieved... At this moment, he felt an inexplicable gratitude to the train driver.

At any railway station in any country in the world, the announcer’s voice is always professional, with a slow and rhythmic speaking speed, which can soothe anxious hearts and make people settle down.

The national emblem and national flag of each country are different, but the announcers of all the train stations in all countries seem to be the same respectable woman, a woman who is proficient in all languages ​​in the world.

Some people say that this is the power of motherhood.

The train station announcers in almost every country are women, and they seem to have been trained by the same teacher, and it is their seemingly dull voices that make people feel an inexplicable trust.

The voice of the female announcer at the Beijing Railway Station sounds very young, and she speaks standard Mandarin. She speaks calmly, revealing a kind of elegance like a lady from everyone.

Her voice seemed to be an order, and staff members in uniforms came out of the office quickly and nervously—they didn't try to avoid it just now, but they could only do this when faced with a problem that they couldn't solve. A way to avoid angering those family members.

"Attention all pick-up personnel. In order to avoid confusion, please wait for passengers to get off the bus outside the security line. Anyone who crosses the security line will be regarded as intentionally causing. Riot. Disturbance and will be punished..."

Now that the train is about to enter the station, the staff who meet the station are not so angry, but they are much quieter, but the station master is somewhat regretful - he should not have allowed those people to enter the station in the first place, now that he has regained his senses, It was his turn to wax himself.

I hope... those people calm down when the passengers get off the bus.

Train No. 177 is just an ordinary train, and there are no important people or precious objects on it.

In the vast Northeast and Northwest countryside, farms, and Construction Corps, there are countless educated youths who jumped in line.How enthusiastic they were to go to the countryside at the beginning, now they are eager to return to their hometown.

There are such a group of educated young people on the 177th train—not dozens or hundreds, but nearly ten thousand.

The departure station of this train is Bingcheng, and Beijing is just a relatively large city on the way. Thousands of passengers have already disembarked in the previous city, and various stories inevitably happened, which is also the main reason for the delay of the train.

Like the people who picked up the station, these passengers who were eager to go home were also full of depression at this time, but they were excited again when they saw the strange and familiar station outside and the crowds who were looking forward... This is their The city where their relatives live.

"Passengers, please pay attention. Passengers, please pay attention. There are many pick-up personnel on the platform. When you get off the train, please take care of your luggage and get off in an orderly manner..."

The broadcasting horn in the car also rang, and it was nothing more than two words - order.

Those who picked up the station included the parents, brothers and sisters of the intellectual youths returning to the city, and their relatives with various relationships.Some even come with their families.

On the same platform, they sent off their children and relatives amidst the waving of red flags and the sound of gongs and drums, and now, they are welcoming home wanderers on this platform... There are no waving colorful flags and shocking gongs and drums, only The countless high and low cards with names written on them.

"Li Long, dad is here to pick you up, come quickly!"

"Xiao Mao, Mom is here to pick you up!"

"Haizi, come here!"

"Zhang Hongqi, Mom and Dad are waiting for you here."

"Liao Jianjun, my sister is waiting for you here!"

……

More than a dozen staff members patiently let the people who received the station form several phalanxes, leaving passages between the phalanxes... At the beginning, the crowd was quite rational, but when the train entered the station, the people who received the station suddenly became excited When they got up, everyone tried to squeeze to the front, as if the person they wanted to pick up would definitely come out first.

The staff at the station shouted hoarsely, hoping that people would calm down. After all, the train hadn't stopped yet. Once an accident happened, that... a joy may turn into a tragedy.

"Step aside!"

A man spit out thick phlegm with a 'poof', spraying it on a middle-aged railway worker, and then glared at him provocatively.

The railway worker calmly took out a handkerchief to wipe off the yellow phlegm on his body, and looked at the other party peacefully: "My daughter is also on this train, I can understand your feelings."

He pointed at the railway tracks and the crowd again, and said loudly: "Think about it, if you fall off the platform or step on someone's life at this time, what are you waiting for for more than ten years?!"

Although the crowd was very excited, many people saw the scene just now. After being yelled at by the railway worker, many people subconsciously regained their composure, and the crowd gradually quieted down.

A little far away, a rather muscular female railway worker looked at the middle-aged railway worker in surprise, muttering something.

A girl in the same class next to her couldn't hear clearly and asked, "Aunt Niu, what did you say?"

Aunt Niu said with a look of disdain: "That Pang Hanmin, where does an old bachelor get his daughter?"

bang...

The train finally pulled into the station, and anxious faces were pasted on the windows, looking out.

At this moment, they are like fish stuffed into a can, eager to breathe the air of freedom, and for so many years, this is the closest they have come to freedom... The road is bumpy, most people have no seats, and they are crowded against each other. Many actually only have a foothold.Their appetite, drowsiness, and the end of every tiniest nerve are all paralyzed.

What kind of fate awaits them? ?

Unemployed, looking for the next life goal in the city to continue living and struggling.Their tired and excited minds haven't had time to foresee how detailed and insurmountable levels the city will divide among them.Divided very finely, very finely.

In fact, intellectual youths returned to cities in the past few years, but most of them were due to job recruitment, college recommendation, illness or changes in family conditions. Only in the past two years have a large number of intellectual youths returned to cities in large numbers due to policy reasons. But around [-], it was the real climax.

Even so, the rebellion of educated youths has also brought unimaginable impacts on various cities - in all aspects.

At this time, these young people who have returned to their hometown are full of beautiful visions for the future. They are willing to devote all their energy to standing on the starting line again in the long-awaited city. A new starting line to achieve.

As the train pulled into the station, some passengers excitedly opened the windows and looked for their loved ones, while others were saying goodbye to each other—whether they were active or passive, they had left their best years there On the patches of black land, their delicate emotions have been honed deep and heavy on that piece of black land, and their energetic faces have been honed rough by that piece of black land.Those female educated youths were especially emotional. Two, several, or even a dozen of them hugged each other, crying uncontrollably.Crying is contagious at this moment, many young men... even the passengers of non-educated young people have red eyes, they can't even tell why it's sad... is it because of the lost, or because of the unknown ?

"Passengers, you have worked hard. Due to various uncontrollable accidents, the train was delayed. Your relatives have already entered the platform to pick up the station. In order to avoid stampede behavior caused by excessive excitement, please obey the order when you get off the train, and keep an eye on your luggage. Avoid running or blocking in place... Please exit the station in an orderly manner under the instructions of the platform staff..."

The gentle and pleasant voice of the railway station announcer did not have much soothing effect this time. As soon as the door opened, someone jumped onto the platform.Handbags, luggage bundles, small wooden boxes, net bags, and all kinds of objects were thrown out of the car windows one after another and landed scattered on the platform.

Figures rushed out of the car door, which was beyond the control of those few staff members!

The capital city is not the end of this train. Many educated young people who live in Shanghai and other places sit calmly in their seats, and some people walk down the train without slowing down. They are not from the capital city, but they need to Change trains from Beijing.

But there was a young woman who was the last to get off the bus, carrying a big backpack that didn't match her figure and two bulging travel bags, she got off the bus last with a calm expression, looking at the chaotic platform, she stood in front of the car, The travel bag is placed on the ground, like an outsider looking at the scene in front of him.

The platform at this time is more like a stage play. Every actor is playing in his own color. The platform is full of voices calling for sons and daughters, elder sisters and younger brothers. The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the world...and she and those staff are like audiences off the stage.

"Comrade, is there no one from home to pick you up?" a curious railway employee asked.

"Have."

Jiang Man's expression changed slightly... but a faint bitterness emerged from his eyes.

Mother, the woman who only wanted her to leave the house, lest she eat and occupy too much, would not welcome her back.

And the little man who welcomed her back couldn't come here at this time - of course, she wasn't complaining, if it wasn't for him, she might still be staying in the Great Northern Wilderness.