The atmosphere of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger.

Red Spring Festival couplets can be seen in every household. The phone number between her and Chen Shu has officially decreased, and she can only take the time to send text messages.

On New Year's Eve, laughter and joy on TV,

The family was having a reunion dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, talking and laughing, complaining about this and that, and the atmosphere was strong.

The cell phone vibrates by the desk.

She originally thought it was a text message, but who knew it was a phone call.

It is stated.

Wenjing hung up and sent a text message saying that he was having a meal.

Keep eating for a while.

But she was a little absent-minded on the way, and finally found an excuse to go to the bathroom to make a phone call. As she was waiting, she counted the beeping sounds on her phone.

The phone is connected.

Before the person could speak, a lazy smile came first.

"Aren't you having a meal?"

"Well, I called in the bathroom." She lowered her voice.

"Then you're not full?"

"I'm almost full."

"Then you definitely didn't eat much."

"Who said..." An Jing pursed, he didn't see it with his own eyes.

She heard the TV sounds on his side, and asked: "Are you watching the Spring Festival Gala too?"

"I didn't watch it, my mother and the others were watching it."

"Then what are you doing?" An Jing smiled and asked softly.

"I'll just stay aside to play mobile games." Chen Shu said, and then he tickled again with dissatisfaction: "My mother insists on asking me to watch with her, and she won't let me go back to the room. I really don't understand."

An Jing wanted to laugh again, she felt that she could feel the scene.

There were cheerful singing on the TV, and the flowers outside the window were crackling, but the statement was tilted on the sofa in a daze, playing with the greedy snake.

She was about to say something. Someone outside the door called her.

"Ceep, come and have a meal." It's An Yue.

"I'm full and don't eat anymore." An Jing shouted out as she covered the phone.

An Yue paused for a moment and aggravated her voice: "Then come out to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Wen Jing vomited at hand.

An Yue must have known that she was calling inside, and she said to her cell phone: "I won't say anything, I'm going to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

Chen Shu lifted his eyebrows and took a breath of patiently.

He still couldn't help but say, "The Spring Festival Gala is not as good as me."

A tone of resentment came from the inside, and it was very aggrieved.

An Jing smiled and deliberately teased him, "Yeah, you are better than the Spring Festival Gala, you are Chen Meimei."

After she said this, she hung up the phone.

Go out and watch the Spring Festival Gala with your parents quickly.

Statement had a twitch in eyelids.

The beep there reminded him that the other party hung up the phone. He let out a breath and put down his phone as if nothing had happened.

On the sofa, the third aunt and sixth aunt were all gathered together, pointing at the person wearing blue work clothes on the TV and singing while walking and singing. He is very handsome, from Qingdao, and the movie is very popular.

Song Chaoying thought for a long time but didn't expect the name of this person or Huang. She could only ask for help from her son, "Chen Chen, what is this person's name? Do you know how to Fa?"

Chen Shu glanced at the TV and said, "Huang Bo."

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, didn't he introduce his name before he appeared? Anyone who didn't read it knows...

The Spring Festival Gala was quiet and she was about to fall asleep. She was already lying on the sofa.

Suddenly there was a sound on the TV, and the hosts gathered together, ready to count down, roaring and dancing.

At this time.

People who knit sweaters on the sofa at home, those who read newspapers, and those who listen to English words, couldn't help but put down what was in their hands and stared at the TV.

Happy New Year, fireworks sounded outside.

Deafening.

The phone continued to vibrate, and all kinds of blessing text messages came one after another.

She lowered her gaze, thought for a while, and made up a text message naughtyly, just as compensation to hang up his phone number in front.

[Happy New Year, Chen Meimei.]

Wen Jing was attracted by the sound of fireworks outside. She walked to the window, and the five-colored glass in the distance, and the dark curtain could not be blocked. The sparks fell straight from the sky, reminding her of the unforgettable New Year's Eve.

SMS came to the phone.

She bowed her head and was slightly stunned.

【Happy New Year.】

[May you always be with you with a smile.]

The easiest thing.

I just hope you will be happy every day in the future and don’t let your worries worry about your heart. Your beautiful eyes should always be pure and flawless. I am attracted by that, completely fell, and willing to be a slave.

The next few days.

They have to visit relatives and friends almost every day. They are very tired.

In fact, she doesn't like to visit relatives because she will be asked about her grades and is compared with her sister. She is the same. She can only maintain a perfunctory smile for those people and is tired of it.

But at night, she sent text messages to Chen Shu, complaining about these things.

The statement will comfort her and relax. These people are nothing to you. No one will ask you about this when you come to my house in the future.

She wondered why she wanted to go to his house.

Chen Shu asked lightly: Are you not going to meet your parents-in-law?

Quiet:......

The winter vacation time is over soon.

After school started, their class naturally became Class 1 in Science. It was a bit strange to sit in the classroom, with many strange faces.

A few students were assigned to go out.

Quiet and melancholy, parting is that simple.

Guo Jiao, who was in the front seat, went to the liberal arts class and changed to a male classmate she didn't know, but Yang Qi was still by her side, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Li Shujuan on the stage looked at the roster.

She was still teaching them this class. She reported the names of her classmates who had just transferred in and asked them to give a simple self-introduction. The old classmates all lowered their heads and covered their mouths and giggled.

After a brief introduction, Li Shujuan cleared her throat, took a piece of paper and shook it, announcing that she would change her seat.

As soon as she spoke, the classmates below muttered everywhere.

After sitting for a semester, I suddenly had to change my seat, and no one could adapt to it.

Li Shujuan had already lined up a new seat chart. She turned around and put the seat chart on the wall, so that the students could change their seats quickly when they were over.

Xu Jiaye in the back row suddenly hugged the statement in front and said, "Wuwuwuwu no, I don't want to leave my statement. Whoever copys me homework in the future will repay me if I get the answer."

Chen Shu was looking down at his phone, but he didn't react. He was suddenly hugged. He trembled with disgust and frowned, shouting, "Go to die, let go."

Song Si likes to join in the fun the most. When he saw Xu Jiaye doing this, his mouth was so badly slutty that he followed him up and hugged Chen Shu's neck and shook his body: "Yeah, I don't want to leave our Sacred."

The statement was dark.

An Jing and An Yue couldn't help laughing.

After class is over.

The students ran to the wall next to the blackboard and rushed to look at the seat table.

From time to time, sounds of joy or sorrow are made.

An Jing didn't go to see her. She held her chin with her hands and wanted to wait for less people before going.

The group of people behind ignored the seating table and pretended that it did not exist. No one cared about it, just chatting about the boys' topics with laughter.

Yang Qi squeezed back from the front and returned to her seat dejectedly.
To be continued...