Superstars of Tomorrow

Fang Zhao returned a message to the other side. The second uncle seemed a little excited and didn't use voice to communicate, but it could be seen from the sent text that the other party was still very happy and even sent a photo.

From the memory left by the original owner, Fang Zhao can know the appearance of the four members of the second uncle's family, the second uncle, the second aunt, and the two cousins. In that photo, there is an extra girl. When the original owner went to college, The second aunt gave birth to a little sister, who is now six years old.

In the next few days, the whole department was rushing to work, and finally completed the production of the fourth movement on the 24th, which means that the anniversary holiday of the virtual project department will begin. On the 25th, Fang Zhao took them out to have a big meal, and then left separately.

The poodle, Fang Zhao, would not take it with him, but asked Zeng Huang and Wan Yue to take care of it.

On January 26, Fang Zhao took the car of a technician who was familiar with Zuwen from Qi'an City to Yanbei City. The technician was also from Yanbei City and only worked in Qi'an City. Knowing that Fang Zhao was going back to Yanbei, that person offered to take Fang Zhao along.

However, the final destination of that technician was not at the same place as Fang Zhao. One was at the city's end, and the other was at the other end of the city. taxi.

"Go to Ditang Street?"

"right."

"There will be a bit of traffic over there. There are a lot of people recently, so the drive will be slower and the fare will be higher." The taxi driver said.

"learn."

Fang Zhao looked out of the window, and the people on the street were walking slowly, passing by the crowded square. For a moment, Fang Zhao had the feeling of returning to the original point after a lifetime. If there is no apocalypse, the world seems to be like this during large-scale festivals. Crowded but lively, full of festive everywhere.

However, that feeling quickly disappeared. The apocalypse that lasted for a hundred years is real, and the new era has already changed.

The trains are speeding on the tracks, and the flying cars in the air are coming and going. Can't go back to the original point, because the world is still progressing.

"Ditang Street is here!"

Outside, there are tall buildings on both sides, and the residential buildings are dense. The good thing is that the distance between the two buildings on the left and right is relatively large, and the streets below are not dark in broad daylight.

On the residential buildings with a height of nearly 100 floors, there will be a corridor extending outward every fifth floor, which can accommodate two cars, but this kind of vehicle is not allowed to drive fast on it. There will be a more prominent semi-circular platform at a certain distance on the corridor, which is a parking strip, and there are numbers written on it, which means that this is the first parking strip on this floor.

"On the twenty-fifth floor, the next parking zone is for parking." Fang Zhao said.

The memory of the address of the second uncle's house in his brain has long been blurred, but during the call a few days ago, the second uncle seemed to have expected that Fang Zhao might not be able to remember the address, so he sent the specific address. Call as long as you look for it according to the above.

After getting out of the car and paying, Fang Zhao just walked out of the parking belt when he saw a group of children running over. Those who ran slower on the upper floors were flushed with anxiety. There was no way. One trip can only wait for the elevator to go up and then enter.

Turning his head and looking behind him, Fang Zhao saw a float approaching slowly, stopping at the place where the taxi stopped just now.

Whether it's Qi'an City or Yanbei City, you can often see some lovely decorated floats running around. Those are sugar floats, and the kids love them.

The open windows of the floats are filled with all kinds of candies, dazzling colors, sweet and wafting smells, and the iconic music of the floats selling sugar. Wherever they go, they will always be surrounded by children.

As soon as the float stopped, the children running in front rushed over and proficiently ordered several favorite candies within the purchase range, while the children who ran slower behind screamed anxiously, worried that the ones they liked would be picked out.

Fang Zhao looked at the children squeezing into the float with a smile on his face.

In his own memory, what his childhood was like has been blurred for a long time, but when he saw those children chasing and running, some vague memories resurfaced, not clear, but remained.

He planned to lift his feet and leave, and leave this place to the children who only had sugar in their eyes, but as soon as he lifted his feet, Fang Zhao saw a familiar face among the children.

The six-year-old girl deftly bypassed the two "big guys" in front of her, came to the window selling sugar, stood on tiptoe and ordered several kinds, the salesperson in the childish sugar suit smiled from the window placed in the window. He took some candies from the shelf and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl who took the candy raised her hand wearing the bear bracelet, patted it on the payment area of ​​the window, turned around and wanted to leave, and looked up at the candy bear stuck above the window with nostalgia.

The sugar floats in this area are placed according to the consumption level of the residents in this area. The more expensive ones sell less, so they are placed in higher positions.

The children around were also looking at the candies above the window greedily, but they just had an eye addiction, knowing that they couldn't buy them, and the money given by the family was limited.

"Give me one of those candies."

The salesperson, who was smiling at the little customers, heard the voice and looked up. Seeing a young man, he was taken aback, and then smiled and took the candy he was pointing out from the shelf.

The little girl who bought candy just now also looked up, and then said in surprise, "Brother Zhao?"

"Fang Xiaoling?" Fang Zhao lowered his head and asked.

This little girl is Fang Ling, the six-year-old daughter of the second uncle's family. Because when she was born, the second uncle and the second aunt heard someone ringing the bell, so they gave Fang Ling this name, and her nickname was Xiaolingdang.

"I am!" Fang Ling nodded vigorously. In the past few days, her father always shows Fang Zhao's photos to them, but the photos are all before Fang Zhao went to college. Six years have passed, and there are still some changes, but Fang Ling still matches the number at a glance, and she doesn't know. Is it really recognized, or is it the child's subconscious mind to pull the candy buyer to the people he knows.

The children around all looked at Fang Ling enviously. It turned out to be Fang Ling's elder brother. Fang Ling was so happy that someone bought candy for her.

"Hello, your candy." The salesperson handed the unsealed candy to Fang Zhao.

Fang Ling opened her eyes wide, with a bright light flashing in her eyes, full of anticipation. Then, she saw her cousin whom she met for the first time in six years, took the candy she had been thinking about for a long time, and ate it by herself.

Looking at the candy with the bear's head bitten off on the candy stick, and Fang Zhao eating the candy, Fang Xiaolingdang was dumbfounded.

The float salesperson and other children around were also dumbfounded. Do you dare to buy candy for yourself? !

Under the watchful eyes of the surrounding people, Fang Zhao calmly ate all the candy.

They also eat sugar in the last days, but that kind of sugar is prepared entirely as a combat material. It tastes bad and is so hard that you can smash a walnut. But as long as it can provide enough energy, they like it. Everything is for the purpose of "supplementing enough energy" , Therefore, I don't care about the taste. Fang Zhao hasn't eaten this kind of candy that is purely as a snack, which is full of color, flavor and taste.

The fudge wrapped in powdered sugar slowly melts in the mouth, and the lingering sweetness spreads with warmth, seeming to dispel the cold of winter.

However, Fang Zhao was just trying something new and teasing the children by the way, he didn't really like these things much. Glancing at Fang Xiaoling who was dumbfounded, Fang Zhao glanced inside the car and asked the salesman, "Is that also for sale?"

The salesperson turned his head to look at the location Fang Zhao was pointing at. There was a transparent bear-like box filled with the candy just now.

"Sell... sell."

"I want that."

"Ah? Oh, okay!" The salesperson moved the box nearly half a meter high, "There are fifty 'Little White Bears' on this facade, you can count them." Selling a whole box of this kind of candy that is rarely sold in half a day!

Fang Zhao opened the box and looked at the children who hadn't left. "If you can line up from short to tall within ten seconds, I'll give each of you one."

The little kids present had no concept of ten seconds at all, but when they heard the timing of "seconds", they huffed and moved.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The children who were about the same height and wanted to quarrel because of the front and rear issues, when they heard Fang Zhao's time report, they couldn't care less about the fight, and quickly stood in the team.

Fang Ling looked at the line, then looked at Fang Zhao, rushed into the line, and lined up when she found the right place.

The salesperson in the float opened his mouth and looked at the group of children who were still crowded at the window just now. Within a few breaths, it became a long line. When the line was about to leave the parking strip area, it turned back and finally appeared. "S" type arrangement.

People passed by on the air corridor on the twenty-fifth floor, and they all looked at this side curiously. Some people in the building also opened the windows to look this way.

"...Three, two, one, time is up! I'm going to review."

Fang Zhao looked at the team with a serious face, which made the children in the team tense up, for fear that they would stand in the wrong place and have no candy.

"It's okay. Okay, now start with the first one, come to me and get the candy."

Among the thirty-two children present, after dividing them, there were eighteen sticks left in the box. Fang Zhao handed the box to Fang Ling.

"For... for me?" Fang Ling was so startled that she almost dropped the candy in her hand, "Really for me?"

Fang Zhao nodded, "You don't want it?"

"Yes! Thank you brother!"

Fang Ling, who was hugging the box tightly, changed from being dumbfounded to giggling.

So, when the second aunt of the Fang family opened the door, she saw two people, one big and one small, with powdered sugar still sticking to their mouths.

It should be updated sooner tomorrow.