In the blink of an eye, it's the end of November.

Seeing that the holiday is approaching, the school's classes are beginning to end one after another.

Chenyang's course was the first batch to be completed, and he left two weeks for students to write papers, and in the next two days, the goods were nothing to do.

Every day is nothing but writing.

The whole otaku.

However, Chenyang is also used to it.

That's how he used to come, but the days during that time were even more bitter than now, and if he had no money and no friends, he had to pinch the time to buy instant noodles, otherwise he would have to borrow money to live next month.

He was content, but his mother was not happy.

"I said you're just sitting at home, not looking for a job?"

"Where is the work so easy, besides, "Zichuan" will be on the shelves in the next two days, and I don't have that effort. ”

"How long have you been talking about it on the shelves? When have you been on the shelves? Why haven't you ever made money from those few broken books? You hurry up to find a job, and if you don't look for a job, you quickly pick up your girlfriend, why is a girl running all the way to Shanghai? ”

"The company is training and will be back in two months. ”

Wen Xia's training came a little suddenly, from greeting him to taking off to the head office, it took less than two days before and after, and the whole thing was a situation of storming Kyushu.

However, listening to this little girl, it is because the company will expand next year, so they will gather their half-old people together for training for two months, and they will come back after almost a year.

My mother was unhappy and said, "Hey, I said you have a really big heart, how long have you been talking about this object, and you haven't been going to Shanghai for more than two months?"

"What's so good about this, it's not a video PP WeChat chat every day, now that communication is so developed, why do you have to run over to play that kind of romance. ”

"I said that your kid is not in a hurry at all, how old are you, you will be twenty-seven or eighteen in the New Year, and this girlfriend has been talking for almost half a year, when will you bring it back for us to meet?"

"Look at you, always urging and urging, what is there to urge, and bring it back to see, it's not like you haven't seen it. ”

"That can be the same. ”

"It's different. ”

While they were talking, the door opened.

The morning light wilted like a frosted eggplant, and it walked in.

Mom said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't mention it, the sketches that have been rehearsing for more than half a month have been robbed. ”

Chenyang said, "The one you said about the Christmas party last time?"

"Hmm. ”

"Why did you rob the skit you rehearsed. ”

Chenxi said with a sad face, "How do I know, when I first reported the show, their conservatory said that there was no sketch, but everyone started rehearsing, and their chairman suddenly came over and said that there was a sketch, and the sketch was still heavy with us." ”

Mom said, "You won't change it." ”

Chenxi was about to cry, "How to change it, it's almost Christmas, and it's only a week or two before it's full, and then look for it? Besides, where is there such a funny sketch suitable for the three of us." ”

Chenyang: "Didn't you have four people last time?"

Chenxi: "That's gone, we only have three of us now, two men and one woman, what kind of sketch are you looking for, it's not enough to play double reeds, besides, this Christmas party is for the whole school, we find a bad one to lose the face of our own college, I don't want to go up and lose face." ”

Mom: "Then you can't change the show, you have to have a sketch." ”

Chenxi: "What's the change? The places for the chorus recitation have all been occupied. ”

Mother: "Then don't act." ”

"I thought about it, but the problem is that now that the order of the program has been reported, the time we temporarily withdrew is not enough, anyway, I'm annoyed now, you don't pay attention to me. ”

Dawn spread out on the sofa with a loveless face.

The old mother rolled her eyes and said, "I ignore you, I ignore you, who cares about you, don't you just want a sketch, let your brother write one for you, anyway, he's fine lately." ”

"That's right!" Chenxi bounced up from the sofa and looked at Chenyang with shining eyes, "Brother, aren't you very good at writing scripts or anything? Or you can write us a sketch, anyway, you are okay now, and you are idle." ”

How are you doing?

Idle is also idle?

Chenyang almost stopped crying.

Which of your eyes saw that I was okay?

Don't you see such a big living person sitting here crackling on the keyboard?

"Brother~" Dawn came over.

Chenyang waved his hand, "Go, go, I have a sketch somewhere." ”

This guy doesn't want to take it out.

Although there are many excellent works in this world, there is still a certain gap compared with the previous Chinese sketches.

Of course, the most important thing is that the little stock in his stomach is a limited edition, with one less one, where can he just take it out casually.

"Brother~~" Dawn began to snort.

"No, no, no. ”

"Really?"

"Not really. ”

Mom said, "You write one for her." ”

"I'm not a god. ”

This thing is an iron rooster.

Don't look at the last time he was so happy when he thought of ideas for his second uncle, that's because whether it is now or in the future, the probability of him entering the game circle is extremely low, and he can take out the things from his previous life when he has the opportunity.

But the sketches and cross talk are different, they are all things that he can use.

Therefore, Chenyang actually doesn't want to take it out casually, and it is a campus banquet with no technical content like Chenxi.

"Forget it, I'll give Sister Wen Xia a call. ”

"Why are you calling her?"

"Let her help me think. ”

"I'll go!"

"To give or not to give?"

"Since you've said so, what else is there to say, of course it...... Gotta give it!"

The morning sun kneels in seconds.

This girl is becoming more and more threatening to herself, and she moves out of Wenxia to suppress herself at every turn.

The old mother next to her looked at her face dark, she just said that Chenyang refused without thinking about it, but now when she heard Wen Xia's name, her attitude immediately changed, this son ...... I can't keep it!

Speechless, my mother went to cook.

Chenyang coded the last few hundred words and began to discuss with Chenxi the idea of a language program for this Christmas party.

"There are only three of you this time?"

"Hmm. ”

"Two men and a woman?"

"Hmm. ”

"Got your boyfriend?"

"I'll go, brother, can you stop gossiping like this. ”

"Yes?"

"No, two junior brothers. ”

"My sister can, little fresh meat. ”

"Get out!"

The brother and sister joked a few words, and Chenyang Zhengse said, "Tell me what you think this time, what kind of performance do you want to perform?"

Chenxi thought for a while and said, "Actually, I don't have any ideas, it turns out that the sketch we chose is called "The Year of the Rooster", because this year is the Year of the Rooster, but other than that, there doesn't seem to be any idea." ”

"The Year of the Rooster" is one of the popular sketches of this year's Spring Festival Gala.

Although he can't remember the specific content, he can still remember the general direction.

"And what do you want to replace this time?"

"There's still the Year of the Rooster. ”

"Not a new one?"

"Why change, I'm going to beat them with the same theme!"

The morning sun was dumbfounded.

I can't see that this little girl is quite ambitious.

"Brother, do you have any good ideas?"

"Thoughts?"

Chenyang lowered his head and thought for a moment.

Three people.

Year of the Rooster theme.

It's really hard to find.

Hey?

Wrong.

There seems to be a theme for this as well.

That's it, the Spring Festival Gala was popular in China that year, and one of the classic works of Mr. Benshan and Mr. Song Dandan, the Year of the Rooster sketch, "Planning"!