Song Zheng was still looking forward to the Spring Festival Gala, because as long as you imagine that hundreds of millions of people can hear him sing at the same time, no matter how you look at it, it is infinite. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But when he stepped off the stage, Song Zheng suddenly felt that it was nothing, and it didn't feel much different from a commercial performance, or even as good as a commercial performance.

He sang on stage, and below, especially those sitting in the front row, all had the same expressions on their faces as if they had copied and pasted, applauding when it was time to applaud, everything was like a programme.

In this atmosphere, even if Song Zheng has great energy, he can't exert it, after singing a song, he even feels quite aggrieved, who made him a person crazy character, the people at the bottom are not crazy, he is crazy on stage alone?

Neurotic!

But in the end, the task was completed, yes, it was the mission.

After getting off the stage, Song Zheng hurriedly ran to the dressing room, his show was over, and he didn't have the heart to stay here and win contacts, at this time, what he wanted most was to hurry home, get home before 12 o'clock at midnight, and then cook dumplings and eat dumplings together as a family.

Midnight dumplings, Song Zheng hasn't eaten them for many years, although he can eat them every Chinese New Year, but he always feels that the taste of midnight is completely different.

In his previous life, every year during the Chinese New Year, Song Zheng's grandfather would cook it for him to eat, but later his grandfather was gone, and Song Zheng was too troublesome to be alone, so this habit gradually disappeared.

After changing his clothes, Song Zheng left quickly, and there were still many actors waiting, including the International Chapter, the two had nothing to do with each other, and when they came with Wang Jinghua before, they also said two words, but without Wang Jinghua's presence, the two of them couldn't even nod their heads.

"Xiao Song, this is leaving?"

As soon as he walked out of the locker room, Song Zheng saw Yu Quan's brothers, their show was over before Song Zheng, but it was not as good as Song Zheng's, and he couldn't leave for the time being, and he had to wait for the curtain call with everyone at the end.

Chen Yufan is from Yanjing, and he can go home later, Hu Haiquan is a little miserable, and he can only spend the New Year in the hotel tonight.

"Why don't you go, it's okay again! Go back early, the child is still waiting for me at home!"

Chen Yufan smiled when he heard this: "Yo! Take the child as a shield, why don't you say that your daughter-in-law is waiting for you at home!"

"Fuck off!

Song Zheng didn't have the heart to tease them at this time, looking at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and if he didn't go back, he wouldn't be able to catch up with the dumplings at twelve o'clock.

"Let's go first, by the way! Happy New Year!"

Yu Quan and the others also laughed, and arched their hands at Song Zheng: "Happy New Year!"

Song Zheng smiled, bypassed the two of them, and left quickly.

Out of the CCTV building, a gust of cold wind blew, Song Zheng couldn't help but shrink his neck, there were bursts of firecrackers in his ears, and Yanjing City was finally lively again.

It is said that the Lunar New Year is most like the New Year, but now there are more and more rules and regulations, so that the Lunar New Year will become more and more unflavored.

Song Zheng stood on the side of the road for a while, feeling a lot clearer, when he was in it just now, he was always cautious, after all, there were too many rules in that place, and there were too many wrists.

If Song Zheng is too casual, maybe any idle person will have an opinion, and when the time comes, it will be Song Zheng who will suffer 100%.

It's not easy to come out now, Song Zheng feels that the air around him is free, which is called a comfort.

But this is not the time to sigh, Song Zheng is most anxious at the moment is how to go back?

It's obviously no fun to call a taxi at this point, and people who are obsessed with money are also resting for the New Year.

When he came, he came by Yuquan's hitchhiker, and Zheng Jun's car was driven away by Gao Qi, and he said that he planned to take his girlfriend on a trip for the New Year.

How can I go back!

Song Zheng's family lives not far from CCTV, but if you walk back, you won't be able to get there in an hour.

Song Zheng couldn't help but start wondering, whether to turn around and go back and find someone to hitchhike, speaking of which, he is now considered a rich man, although he didn't make much money from acting, but he couldn't stand the fire of album sales, now it is conservatively estimated that he can have an income of nearly 10 million, such a large amount of wealth, most ordinary people can't earn it in a lifetime.

But the problem is that the money has not yet reached Song Zheng's hands, and I heard Wang Jinghua say that it will not be settled until April next year, that is to say, Song Zheng can only continue to live a poor life now.

Look at the stars who also went to the Spring Festival Gala, one by one they were either sent by the car of the brokerage company, or they drove their own cars, Song Zheng is good, he doesn't even have a bicycle, and he can't go back if he wants to go home now.

Just when Song Zheng was embarrassed, suddenly a car stopped in front of him, and Song Zheng also meant that he was blocking other people's roads, and was about to move, when the window of the car fell.

"Daddy!"

Big girl!

When he saw Song Ning, Song Zheng's head was still a little unable to react, at this time, shouldn't Song Ning prepare a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home with Lin Xinru and Fan Bingbing, the evil guest?

"Miaomiao~~~~" Song Zheng just shouted, and then saw Lin Xinru leaning over from the driver's seat.

"What are you doing in a daze! Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Oh!" Song Zheng responded, opened the car door, held Song Ning in his arms, sat in the co-pilot's seat, looked at Lin Xinru's sharp gear, and stepped on the accelerator, "No, why are you here!? Who is this car!?"

Lin Xinru looked a little nervous, and carefully controlled the car: "Why else! Of course I'm here to pick you up! The car is Zhao Wei's, after she went home, she put the car in the soldiers' place, and she couldn't drive it, I remembered that I was going to pick you up, so I drove over!"

Song Zheng listened, and felt a warm feeling in his heart, it's good to still have a daughter-in-law!

Then Song Zheng asked again: "You came here with Miaomiao, what about Fan Bingbing, did you throw her home?"

Although Fan Bingbing's village girl speaks, it makes people feel upset, but no matter what, Fan Bingbing is also a guest, and when the Chinese New Year comes, people rush over and leave them alone at home, Song Zheng still doesn't feel very good.

"I'm impressed!"

There was a sudden sigh from the back seat, so scared that Song Zheng almost threw the child out, without waiting for him to turn around, as soon as he turned around, he saw Fan Bingbing's face close at hand.

"Thank you, brother-in-law, and you know that you are thinking about me!"

It turned out that not only Lin Xinru came with Song Ning, but Fan Bingbing also followed, and when Song Zheng got into the car just now, he didn't even notice it, and as a result, his frightened hair was about to stand up at this moment.

"Hehe! hehe!" Song Zheng came back to his senses and laughed dryly, "What, it's me who should say thank you, it's a cold day, you still follow Xinru to pick me up, hehe! Thank you~~~~~~ thank you!"

Fan Bingbing pursed his lips and smiled at Song Zheng: "Brother-in-law, you're welcome, anyway, I'm idle and fine, eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and wait for my brother-in-law to be together, how lively the people are!"

Speaking of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, Song Zheng instantly warmed his heart and couldn't help laughing, yes! Chinese New Year's Eve dinner!

Go home for the New Year!

Song Zheng cheered in his heart, this is the first New Year after his rebirth, he has always been alone in his previous life, and now he not only has a daughter-in-law, but also a daughter.

Wait a minute!

Song Zheng was excited for a moment, and then realized another problem, and turned his head to look at Lin Xinru: "Xinru, do you have a driver's license in the mainland?"

When Fan Bingbing heard this, he also looked at Lin Xinru, and his head was a little white.

Lin Xinru's face froze, and she was silent for a while before she said, "No~~~~~~~~ didn't you drive over too?"

me!

When Song Zheng and Fan Bingbing heard this, their hearts were about to be mosaic.

"Stop!"

Lin Xinru obediently parked the car on the side of the road, and then Song Zheng and her quickly switched places.

When the car was back on the road, Fan Bingbing began to look like he was palpitating, he was able to drive over safely just now, nothing happened at all, it was simply the blessing of his ancestors!

What's even more fortunate is that I met several traffic police officers along the way just now, and no one stopped the car to check it, otherwise, this New Year, they would all have to spend it in the class room.

All the way to the house, as soon as he entered the door, the heating hit, and Song Zheng felt very comfortable all over his body.

"Change your clothes and hurry over to dinner, it's not yet twelve o'clock!"

Song Zheng said, walked directly towards the dining table, and the result was ~~~~~~~~~

"Let's eat a piece of soup for the New Year!?"

Song Zheng looked back at Lin Xinru and Fan Bingbing with a sad and angry face, and the two of them also knew that they were in trouble, so they lowered their heads very tacitly, looking like they were striving for a good attitude.

Song Zheng has been busy during the day for so long today, preparing the dumplings and dishes for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, what Lin Xinru and Fan Bingbing have to do is to wait until before twelve o'clock, put the dumplings into the pot to cook, and then heat up the dishes.

But the result?

The dumplings were boiled directly into a pot of soup, and nearly half of the dishes were hot!

No wonder, Lin Xinru still took the child in the middle of the night, and his girlfriend went to CCTV to pick him up, no wonder Fan Bingbing just said that he wanted to wait for him to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner together, and the feeling was to let him come back and do it again soon!

Lin Xinru secretly glanced up at Song Zheng, and she felt a loss in her heart, originally she thought it was quite simple, who knows, cooking dumplings is so profound, of course, if there is no Fan Bingbing, a pig teammate, the result may be much better.

But what now?

At that time, Lin Xinru's only thought was to let Song Zheng come back quickly to save the scene, Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is a traditional habit of Chinese, if you can't eat it during the New Year, you always feel that something is missing.

"Well, we've washed all the dishes!

I'll go~~~~~~~~~~