"It's okay, Fei Fei fell down herself." Su Xueqi hurriedly answered, and then walked towards the courtyard gate with Su Feifei, who had broken her feet.

Tong Zhenyu frowned slightly, glanced at Su Xueqi and Su Feifei meaningfully, and then walked over and said to Zijun: "Why don't you get on the bus and go to sit, isn't it cold standing here?" ”

"There are no fireworks in the car," Zhang Zijun replied truthfully, she didn't get to the car just now, simply because she wanted to watch the fireworks here.

"Then get in the car, I'll take you to a place to watch the fireworks." Tong Zhenyu said with a smile: "Actually, the fireworks in the community are all secretly released, how many can there be?" The real fireworks are on the beach. ”

"It's so far away, I don't want to go as usual." Zijun shook his head and pulled the car door to get into the car, "I'd rather watch the Spring Festival Gala at home, it's still very windy on the beach." What should I do if I have a cold cold? ”

What is so pleasing to the Spring Festival Gala?" Tong Zhenyu was a little speechless about her way of keeping the year. He didn't expect that such a young Zhang Zijun would also like to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

"Why didn't you watch the Spring Festival Gala?" Zhang Zijun thought there was something wrong with what he said: "The people of the whole country are watching the Spring Festival Gala in front of the TV tonight, if there is nothing to watch, then who will watch it?" ”

"But I've heard. The current Spring Festival Gala is not good. Tong Zhenyu rarely watched the Spring Festival Gala, so he said this extremely unconfidently.

"It's not that the current Spring Festival Gala is not pleasing to the eye," Zhang Zijun said with a smile: "Now is the Internet era, everyone has high requirements, so I think there is nothing to see, if you go back ten years, the Internet was not thriving at that time, and the circulation mainly relied on TV, so many people thought that the Spring Festival Gala was still very interesting." ”

"Since the Internet is so vigorous now, why do you still want to watch the Spring Festival Gala?" Tong Zhenyu is still a little puzzled by her tenacious guarding the Spring Festival Gala.

"Because I'm used to watching the Spring Festival Gala," Zhang Zijun said truthfully: "Now many people watch the Spring Festival Gala not to see whether the show is exciting, but to watch feelings, the Spring Festival Gala, once a year, and we have seen it since we were children, I have been watching it for more than 20 years, do you think this can be let go?" ”

“.” At this moment, Tong Zhenyu didn't know what to say at all.

Well, Zhang Zijun, this woman is particular about feelings, and he finally spent a Chinese New Year's Eve with her, so he can't conflict because of watching fireworks and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

She was right, the Spring Festival Gala is like this once a year, and it is only four hours, no matter how much he doesn't like it, he can endure it.

As for the fireworks, when you want to see them, you can buy some yourself, and you can put them on for her at any time.

When the two of them returned to Zhang's house, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the Spring Festival Gala had already begun for nearly an hour.

Zhang Zijun turned on the TV as soon as she entered the door, and the eager action, those who didn't know, thought that there was a program on TV that she was longing for.

Tong Zhenyu was slow and reasonable, and saw her hugging a love pillow in the sofa, so he walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and asked, "Zijun, what fruit do you want to eat?" ”

"Whatever," Zhang Zijun, who was nesting on the sofa, responded: "I'm not very hungry yet, I can eat anything." ”

“。” Tong Zhenyu in the kitchen was speechless, is the Spring Festival Gala so pleasing to the eye? She looked like she was nestled in the couch and didn't want to move.

Zhang Zijun nestled in the sofa and simply didn't want to move, one thought he was a little sleepy, and the other was used to watching the Spring Festival Gala in the sofa in the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and this habit seemed to be unchangeable.

Tong Zhenyu took the fruit out and put it on the coffee table in front of her, then sat down beside her, took a toothpick and forked the fruit and sent it to her mouth: "Be good, open your mouth, take a bite." ”

Zijun opened his mouth mechanically and took a piece of kiwifruit in his mouth, while his eyes were still staring at the TV without blinking, as if he was afraid that he had missed something.

"What's the show that's so fascinating?" Tong Zhenyu raised his eyes to look at the TV, and saw two men, one tall and one short, walking out of the picture on the TV, holding a tool similar to a flyer in his hand, and then typing the words "Little Things in the Big City" on the screen.

Tall man: (smiling) Old, don't you see the house? Seventy years of property rights, preferential promotions! Buy a flat, get a bottle, soda! (Flyers are distributed)

Short Man: (smiling) Handsome guy! Look at this! 200 square meters villa! Buy one, get one, pancakes! (Flyers are distributed)

Tall man: Boss, do you want to see the house? Courtyard by the sea! There is the sea in the courtyard! (Flyers are distributed)

Short Man: Old! Big bungalow in the middle of the lake, big bungalow in the middle...... (Interrupted by the king) ......

"Hahaha," Zhang Zijun laughed, looked at Tong Zhenyu beside him and quipped: "Do you sell houses in this way of advertising?" Buy one set and get one set of pancakes, there is a sea in the courtyard? ”

Tong Zhenyu's face darkened slightly, and when he saw the two of them leaving the train tickets in the house on TV, he couldn't help but laugh and joked: "We don't advertise like this when we sell houses." ”

"Then how do you advertise your house?" Zijun turned his head curiously and looked at Tong Zhenyu.

"We." Tong Zhenyu sold the guanzi and turned his head to look at her: "Guess! ”

"I guessed there," Zijun glanced at him: "I don't buy a house, I haven't taken any flyers on the roadside, and I haven't paid more or more attention to your real estate." ”

"Dizzy, aren't you designing buildings?" Tong Zhenyu really convinced her: "Do you have a minimum awareness of construction workers?" ”

"I'm just serious about designing buildings, and I'm not serious about selling buildings." Zhang Zijun shrugged his shoulders: "Selling houses and advertising is a matter of the marketing department, and I haven't been to the marketing department all year round." ”

“.” Tong Zhenyu was completely speechless, Zhang Zijun sometimes really didn't know what to say to her.

Bencheng is a first-tier city, and when housing prices have been in full swing, a construction designer actually said that she had not paid attention to the real estate thing, and I don't know who would believe it.

"Hey, so how is the real estate advertised?" Zhang Zijun shook Tong Zhenyu's arm with his hand again and asked.

"We." Tong Zhenyu sold Guan Zi and looked at her with a light smile: "I really want to know,"

Zijun bowed her head, she really wanted to know how much difference there was between the advertisement played by Tong Zhenyu's company and the advertisement in the sketch just now.

"Then come into my arms, I'm telling you." Tong Zhenyu stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Zijun next to him into his arms and hugged him.

"Say," he said, opening his mouth and raising his eyes, looking at him with black pearl eyes.

"That's how our ad is played......" Tong Zhenyu lowered his head, his thin lips pressed against her earlobe, and the hot breath sprayed on her neck.

"Our ad is to buy a set and get a wife."

"Really?" Zhang Zijun was shocked, there was still such a thunderous advertisement.

The smile on Tong Zhenyu's face deepened, and he said slowly: "Wife. Cake. ”

"Tong Zhenyu, you philistine."

Our website: