After detonating the hot search

"Ahhhhhhhhhh why did Mr. Shen give you an autograph, treasure!!!"

"Hurry up and let me see what tricks you can do to seduce Teacher Shen."

The girl stared at Shen Huaijing's signature, clutching the banner with both hands, her brain almost lost the ability to function, so she could only answer dully.

"do not know."

"What did Teacher Shen tell you just now?"

"...the koi are beautiful."

"So Teacher Shen signed it for you when he saw the little koi? Teacher Shen likes little koi?!"

The companion took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the signature: "I will definitely treasure this photo and pass it on to me... You even wrote words on your hand? Why is it so small?"

As she spoke, she zoomed in casually, revealing her true colors in the tiny words.

companion:"…………"

The next day.

The picture of the koi carp on the square, which has a good year, is swiped on the screen, and the content of the picture is only one line: "The scene does not change every year, and people are always there every year."

The recording of the Paradise ended, and the end of the year came in a blink of an eye. The Christmas atmosphere on the streets had just passed, and the streets were filled with red lanterns.

Towards the end of the period, with the arrival of the new year, they can take a short break from heavy schoolwork. The word that appears most frequently in the circle of friends of major colleges and universities in Jiangcheng during this period is "Jiangcheng TV New Year's Eve party tickets".

On the day when the list of the New Year's Eve party was announced, there was only one thought in everyone's mind: Jiangcheng TV was crazy this year.

For viewers who have made up their minds to watch TV, once the guest list comes out, it is basically "thank you for the gift from Jiangcheng TV Station", but for viewers who want to sit on the spot, it is a disaster. Tickets bought are hard to come by this year.

A week before the concert, I swiped my circle of friends.

[Receive Jiangcheng TV concert tickets, three consecutive rows, preferably the front row. 】

Five days before the concert.

[Ask for Jiangcheng TV station concert tickets, two tickets in a row, random location, price negotiable [狗头持玫瑰]]

Three days before the concert.

[Urgently looking for Jiangcheng TV station concert tickets, two tickets, even row or not, corner corners are also available, the price is up to you [Please] [Rose]]

Two days before the concert.

[Heh, it's just a New Year's Eve concert, Jiangcheng TV station is good enough, don't think I have to be you. 】

The eve of the concert.

[Brothers and sisters, please do me a favor, give your child a ticket to Jiangcheng TV’s New Year’s Eve concert [Split] [Big cry]]

Zhou Jiayi liked them one by one, and after every one he liked, he looked down at the internal tickets in his drawer.

A few minutes later, Zheng Qin watched Zhou Jiayi walking out with the basketball.

"Didn't you say you have to recharge your batteries for the New Year's Eve today? Why are you still playing ball?"

Zhou Jiayi said earnestly: "I just want to recharge my energy before going out."

"?"

Zheng Qin had nothing to do when he was free, so he thought it would be good to relax his muscles and bones, so he followed Zhou Jiayi to the arena.

The night before the holiday, the arena was full of "restless" souls.

As soon as Zhou Jiayi entered the field, someone threw a basketball over him.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's just in time. The management and the computer preparation will fight. There are two people missing. You and Lao Zheng will fight."

Zhou Jiayi and Zheng Qin walked over.

The man asked casually, "Did it rain outside when you came here?"

Zheng Qin: "No..."

"What, how did you know that we have tickets for Jiangcheng TV's New Year's Eve concert?" Zhou Jiayi said.

Everyone: "???"

Zheng Qin: "..."

Everyone: "We know what the fuck?!!!"

Zhou Jiayi: "Ah, you even know the VIP front row?"

Everyone: "..."

"Why are they all gathered here? The computer is calling us to play ball, hurry over."

"Play ball, what a fart! If I don't kill Zhou Jiayi today, I'll take his surname!"

"Add me one!"

The New Year's Eve concert was scheduled to be held at the Jiangcheng Gymnasium, only a few kilometers away from the TV station. With a wave of the station's leader, the promotional signs were opened from the TV station all the way to the entrance of the gymnasium.

On the day of the New Year's Eve, the New Year's greetings from all the guests were played on the screen outside the gymnasium from the morning, which attracted fans to check in one after another.

Shen Han and the others used the VCR recorded in Yuanzhou Paradise at that time. When Wen Nian appeared on the screen with the word "Fu" that was a popular search because it was sold out, there was screaming all around, and the screaming was even more intense. It reached its peak in Shen Huaijing's phrase "more than enough in the coming year, and blessings every year".

From 6 o'clock in the evening, the audience entered the arena one after another.

Wen Nian was doing makeup in the background, and sent a group message in the dormitory.

【Let me be healthy (4)】

[Wen Nian: Are you here yet? 】

[Zhao Yuan: Come on, fortunately, the subway is not driving. I heard from Chaowei that everything outside is blocked. 】

[Zhou Jiayi: By the way, every year, I saw Teacher Shen on the road. 】

[Wen Nian:? 】

The next second, Zhou Jiayi sent a photo.

It is Shen Huaijing's new endorsement that was officially announced a few days ago, and it is being placed on the projection screen of Jiangcheng Pearl Tower.

[Wen Nian: ...]

[Zhou Jiayi: How about it, there is a card. 】

[Zheng Qin: Year after year, is Teacher Shen really not going to be a guest tonight?Didn't go to Jiangcheng TV station, and didn't go to other TV stations? 】

[Wen Nian: Yes. 】

[Zhou Jiayi: Where is Teacher Shen now? 】

[Wen Nian: Studio. 】

[Zhou Jiayi:? ? ?New Year's Day is not yet a holiday? 】

[Wen Nian: Let it go, the studio is given five days off, so I have to deal with some things by myself. 】

[Zheng Qin: ... Is Mr. Shen's studio still short of people?I can go sweep the floor. 】

【Zhao Yuan: I can pour water. 】

[Zhou Jiayi: I can serve Niannian. 】

[Zheng Qin: Damn, I'm careless, you have to be the dog's leg. 】

On Christmas Day, the first snow fell in Jiangcheng, and on the day of the end of the year, after the party, another snow fell.

It's not big, but the cold snow foam ignites the atmosphere of the gymnasium.

The anchor specially took a shot of the sky, the pure black sky, the rustling of snow particles, it is particularly suitable.

Wen Nian walked out of the lounge, walked to the corner, took a picture outside the window, and sent it to Shen Huaijing.

[Wen Nian: It's snowing. 】

[Shen Huaijing: Yes. 】

[Shen Huaijing: Are you wearing a scarf? 】

Wen Nian looked down at his empty neck.

[Wen Nian: I'm wearing it. 】

Shen Huaijing directly made a video call.

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian hung up.

[Wen Nian: The signal is not good. 】

[Shen Huaijing: Close the window, enter the house, and don't blow the wind. 】

Apparently it was found, but it was not broken.

Wen Nian closed the window and leaned against the wall.

There were thousands of lights outside the window, he stared at Shen Huaijing's head portrait for a while, and finally sent him a voice message.

"Is it over with you? On New Year's Eve...can you come over?"

After sending it, it took only one second, so fast that he had no time to listen to the voice, so he withdrew it.

On New Year's Eve, the road was already congested, and it was snowing again, making it hard to drive.

I'm afraid he will catch up.

Forget it, after all, this New Year's Eve is not bad.

[Shen Huaijing: Withdraw what? 】

[Wen Nian: It's nothing, the studio is over, you can go back to Jiangbei directly, the outside of the gymnasium is very crowded. 】

While chatting, Zhou Jiayi's WeChat suddenly popped up.

First a string of "???", and then a string of "......"

Wen Nian was confused and opened it.

[Zhou Jiayi: Every year, I see Teacher Shen]

【Zhou Jiayi: This time it's true】

【Zhou Jiayi: Because it's right next to me】

【Zhou Jiayi: Photo.jpg】

Shen Huaijing sat in the dimly lit audience VIP seats.

He seemed to have just arrived, the windbreaker was draped between his arms, and the mask hadn't been taken off yet.

Wen Nian looked at the photo in a daze.

After the first show ended, the cheers and applause of the audience floated to every corner along the wind and snow at the end of the year, and also floated to the empty window in the backstage.

Only then did Wen Nian pull back his thoughts and send a message to Shen Huaijing.

[Wen Nian: Is everything done in the studio? 】

[Shen Huaijing: No. 】

[Wen Nian: Then why did you come here? 】

Shen Huaijing sent a voice message, the background was noisy, and his voice was also very soft, but clear.

"Come and spend New Year's Eve with your boyfriend."

Er Xia's program was put at the end, and as it got to zero o'clock, the atmosphere became more and more noisy. The voice of the host announced the curtain, and before the members' names could be finished in time, the general would speak, and the screams and tsunami came.

At that moment, the summer wind seemed to cross the mountains and ridges, from that July, across a long journey, trekking, blowing to this night, to this December.

This "sound of wind" reached its climax when the random shots in the field showed Shen Huaijing in the front row.

The hoarse screams, the applause covering the whole field, completely detonated the entire venue with the momentum of encroaching on everything. The car owners who were still stuck on the road outside the venue took out their mobile phones one after another, wondering if it was already midnight.

"...Today, friends from all over the world gathered here, we heard countless applause, screams, and saw countless cheers," the host said, looking at the countdown on the big screen, "Now, on the last day of the end of the year , please hold up your mobile phones, turn on the lamps, let us bid farewell to the old year and cheer for the coming year."

The lamps were turned on one by one, whether it was on stage or off stage.

A sea of ​​lights, like a bright star field, is bustling and crowded.

When the big screen entered the last ten seconds, the sound of the audience followed.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"Three, Two, One"

"Happy New Year!"

The fireworks vacated, and all the returning guests said "Happy New Year", hugged and wished the people around them.

Shen Han rushed over from the corner wearing a suit with rivets, Xu Yixin and Yu Hang shouted "Don't come here" and ran all over the field.

Holding his mobile phone, Wen Nian sent a message to Shen Huaijing amidst the sea of ​​lights and the cheers of thousands of people.

[Wen Nian: Happy New Year. 】

[Shen Huaijing: Happy New Year, boyfriend]

The TV station has already begun to broadcast the "All Wishes" collected by the TV station on the big screen, one sound after another.

Wen Nian bowed his head.

[Wen Nian: Do you have any New Year's wishes? 】

[Shen Huaijing: Yes. 】

[Shen Huaijing: To accompany you, every year. 】

Wen Nian's heart burned.

The host has already started to take over the next stage of the process. Wen Nian put away his mobile phone. Not long after, he heard the host ask: "This year's first New Year's greeting, what do you want to say every year?"

Wen Nian held the microphone: "It's not the first sentence."

Host: "Huh?"

Wen Nian glanced across the auditorium quickly: "I already told someone about it just now."

Host: "Can I ask what you said?"

Wen Nian didn't hesitate: "Happy New Year."

"Is it that simple?"

Wen Nian smiled.

"I told others just now, so let's bless everyone now."

Wen Nian lowered his eyes, and after a while, said softly.

"Then, I wish everyone's wishes come true."

【My wish this year is to get married in a good year. I wish my wish come true every year. It’s all right. I will stamp it with my own mouth every year. I will get married in a good year this year】

[Is it just me who wants to know who this "other" is? ? ? 】

[When the countdown just ended, Niannian was indeed sending a message with his head bowed]

[Yes, that person is me]

[pretend to have received it]

[You may not believe it, people are at the scene and in the front row, and Mr. Shen in the front row "just happens" to be looking at his phone when the countdown to zero is sent every year. Do you think it's a coincidence?Although there are indeed a lot of people who send messages at zero o'clock, like me, I also receive a lot, but... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,that a good year! 】

After the party was over, Wen Nian went backstage to simply remove his makeup, and "took time" to meet his boyfriend.

"They said they were going to have supper, and they had reserved a place a week ago."

Shen Huaijing put on a scarf for someone: "Mr. Wen is busy, I know."

Teacher Wen: "."

...and told him in advance.

"are you going?"

"It's okay to add more seats, but... it's barbecue, you can't eat more."

Shen Huaijing bowed his head and kissed his boyfriend: "There are still things to finish at the studio."

Wen Nian looked up at him from the scarf: "Then I'll eat faster and pick you up."

"I didn't eat anything at night, so eat slowly."

Two hours later, Shen Huaijing received a call from Shen Han.

"Brother, we're almost done eating. Have you finished your work in the studio? Niannian seems to say he's going to pick you up? Do you want him to go there?"

"give me the address."

Shen Han immediately sent the address.

On New Year's Eve, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning, and the streets were still bustling with activity.

The snow had just stopped, and the road was wet. When driving over, I could occasionally see a few snowmen the size of a fist piled on top of the car.

Shen Huaijing drove the car to the underground parking lot, and Shen Han just came out with someone.

"Brother, I'll leave it to you every year, I'll go first." Putting the man into his brother's arms, Shen Han slipped away faster than a fish.

Shen Huaijing half hugged him, put him on the co-pilot seat, got into the car, and when he leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt, he kissed him.

The faint smell of alcohol seems to be absent.

"Drinking?"

"A little beer." Wen Nian's eyes flickered, his thoughts seemed to be stuck together, "Does it smell of alcohol?"

"No." Shen Huaijing said.

Wen Nian sat in the co-pilot, thought for a while, raised his chin slightly, leaned forward, and kissed him.

It's like saying "If you don't smell of alcohol, then I can kiss you".

Shen Huaijing put down the light shield, clasped Wen Nian's chin, and deepened the kiss.