The streets of Seoul are bitterly cold in the cold winter, but this has not affected people's enthusiasm, today is Christmas, the shopping streets are full of people, and the shops are full of Christmas festivities.

Thirteen-year-old Li Zhien, carrying a schoolbag through this lively commercial street, a lonely figure, seems to be incompatible with the heat of this street.

As she walked, she suddenly stopped, staring at the barbecue restaurant on the opposite street, watching the people who were barbeconking in the store put the meat in their mouths piece by piece, Li Zhien swallowed his saliva.

Holding the backpack strap with both hands, Li Zhien reluctantly withdrew his gaze and continued, when a light snow suddenly fell in the sky, Li Zhien looked up at the sky, a snowflake fell on her face, and she sped up her pace.

Trotting through the street, there is a fried chicken restaurant at the end of the street, and a poster is pasted on the glass of the store, which once again attracts the attention of Li Ji-eun.

It says Christmas deals at the fried chicken shop, but in the last line of the poster, there is a passage that says, "If you have anything to say to Santa Claus, write it down, and Santa Claus will help you make it happen." ”

Li Zhien knew that this was a lie, but she still walked over unconsciously, she saw a mailbox at the door of the fried chicken restaurant, thought for a while, she sat down at the table at the door of the fried chicken restaurant, opened the schoolbag, took out a piece of homework paper, took out a pen, and began to write.

Dear Santa Claus,

"I know you're not really Santa Claus, and I know that this letter will end up being thrown away or seen by the manager of your store, but it doesn't matter, I usually have a lot of things to hold in my heart, no one says, and I don't understand a lot of things, so I want to ask, you just treat me as a person and complain.

I'm 13 years old, I've loved singing since I was a child, and my biggest wish has always been to be a singer, so I interviewed for many companies and wanted to be a trainee, but I was eliminated, and most of the reasons for the elimination were because of my looks, I knew I wasn't good-looking, but I was really sad when they said that I was a girl.

Actually, I wasn't discouraged and angry, but I just felt a little wronged, why can't people who don't look good be trainees, because of the problem of appearance, I also have low self-esteem, and I also thought about whether I have money to go to plastic surgery in the future, but the premise of doing these things is that I can be a singer, and I'm also trying to interview trainees with more places. ”

Li Zhien stopped writing, bit the tip of the pen and thought about it, and then continued to write.

"And my younger brother doesn't know what's wrong, lately he has been ignoring me and taking the initiative to talk to him, and he is also perfunctory or two, and I don't know what I did wrong. ”

"Coupled with the recent increase in schoolwork, I feel like I'm so tired every day.

“..................”

Okay, my whining is over, and finally, if you're really Santa Claus, then I have a wish that I hope you can help me fulfill.

It's been a long time since I've eaten meat, and I really wish I could have a barbecue. ”

"That's right, that's right, in the end, I have another luxury, that is, I hope that anyone who sees this letter can write back to me. ”

After writing the letter, Li Zhien rummaged through his schoolbag again, found a card envelope, stuffed the letter he had just written into the envelope, then packed up the schoolbag, took the letter, and put it in the mailbox in front of the fried chicken restaurant.

looked at this mailbox, glanced at the fried chicken restaurant again, put on his schoolbag, turned around and left, the snow had slowly fallen, Li Zhien trotted in the snow, and gradually disappeared from view, leaving only the string of shoe prints.

The wind blew and rolled up the snowflakes, and the mailbox seemed to move a little, but no one saw all this, and finally the wind calmed down, and everything returned to the original state.

............

Ming Yan was holding a letter in his hand, the letter had been opened, and a card envelope was placed on the table by Ming Yan, and he finished reading the letter.

Ming Yan didn't know why he finished reading this letter, there was no nutrition, and there was a little "childish" essay for elementary school students. ”

After reading this letter, Ming Yan could only understand one sentence, that is...... It's a luxury to eat a meal of meat now.

And this letter started with a letter for Santa Claus, but why did it come to me, and besides, it's only a few months now, and it's Christmas?

Ming Yan felt that he had been mischievoked, so he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, put it on the table, thought for a while, and had to go to work tomorrow, got up and walked into the bathroom, and not long after, there was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

............

Early in the morning, the alarm clock rang, Ming Yan opened his eyes and got up, finished breakfast, went out, left the community and walked towards the subway station, passed by the noodle restaurant that ate noodles last night, and found that it was not open, it seems that Lao Zhu is still sleeping.

I stepped on the point to come to the place of work, made it to my desk, looked at the documents in front of my desk, and began a busy day.

He works as a tuner, but when he doesn't have a job, he also participates in the arrangement of some songs, such as the school song of a middle school and the team song of an elderly choir......

The morning passed in the intensive work, and after lunch, Ming Yan was resting on the table, when someone suddenly slapped the table and opened his eyes to see who it was.

Yu Shujun, his colleague, is also one of the few friends of Ming Yan in this company.

"What's wrong?" asked Ming Yan.

"Da Lao Liu is looking for you, and I feel that my face is wrong. Yu Shujun said.

Da Lao Liu, the owner of this music studio, is harsh and calculating.

"What is he looking for me?"

"I guess it's because you made up the school song for your school yesterday. ”

Ming Yan got up: "That's it." ”

Yu Shujun followed Ming Yan to the office of the eldest Liu, and watched him walk in, and not long after, the hysterical roar of the eldest elder Liu came out.

Yu Shujun smacked his lips and shook his head and left.

By the time Ming Yan came out of the office of the elder Liu, it was already ten minutes later, and with the USB flash drive thrown by the elder Liu, Ming Yan rubbed his temples.

Seeing that Ming Yan was back in place, Yu Shujun walked over and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Ming Yan shrugged: "What else can I say, re-make it, it seems that I will have to work overtime again tonight." After Ming Yan finished speaking, he stretched again.

Yu Shujun: "Hard, hard. ”

Because he was sure to work overtime at night, Ming Yan made a phone call to Wang Dawei, and after saying the news that he was not going to go tonight, he hung up the phone and got to work.

The sky outside was slowly covered in black, Ming Yan was finally busy, looked at his watch, it was already more than nine o'clock, after saving the song, Ming Yan closed the door of the company, confirmed the door lock, turned around and left the company, pinching the point to catch the last subway home.

After two years at work, he was used to working overtime alone, sitting on a chair in the subway, Ming Yan straightened his legs and closed his eyes.