The table is full of all kinds of delicacies, and the curtain city is a big finger, and this Chinese New Year's Eve meal has not yet begun to eat, just looking like a kind of enjoyment.

A table of eight people gathered around, first everyone said some auspicious blessings, and with the announcement of the two chefs, Aunt Ying and Mother Zhou, everyone started quickly.

Makujo immediately sandwiched a spicy chicken leg that looked quite delicious, and then naturally put it in Zhou Huimin's bowl, and nodded to her with a smile.

Zhou Huimin didn't expect that Mucheng would pick up vegetables for her, and when she met Mucheng's eyes, her face turned red half of the sky. Out of the corner of her eye, seeing that everyone at the table had different expressions, they were all looking at her with a smile, Zhou Huimin lowered her head embarrassedly, and used eating to hide her shyness.

Makujo was very calm, looked back at everyone with a smile, and put a chicken leg in his bowl again, and ate it, muttering and praising while eating, it tasted good, and gave a thumbs up to Aunt Zhu and Zhou's mother.

Tonight's sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner full of tables is the result of the two people's hard work in the afternoon. The two of them saw him eating so happily, and they also showed a relieved smile on their faces, and they accepted the praise of Makujo happily.

Makujo doesn't have the concept of eating and sleeping, he eats happily, and he doesn't forget to beckon everyone to eat and drink to their heart's content, and the dinner table is also full of joy. Just drinking fine wine, eating delicious food, chatting happy words, this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner everyone is quite comfortable.

After everyone has had enough wine and food, the beauty of Chinese New Year's Eve has just begun. After a few young people in the shogunate city said goodbye to Uncle Zhu, who was reluctant to go out, the five of them went to Victoria Park in a noisy manner.

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it can be described as a pretty good way to relax in the lively flower market. After a few people arrived at the flower market, they dispersed and strolled happily in this lively park.

At this time, Makucheng took Zhou Huimin's hand and walked on a relatively quiet path in Victoria Park, only to see Zhou Huimin holding a large bouquet of bright roses in his hand, which looked even more charming under the illumination of the slightly dim street lights.

Walking to the chair on the side of the road, Makujo pulled Zhou Huimin to sit down, his right hand naturally hugged Zhou Huimin in his arms, and his left hand gently stroked Zhou Huimin's hands holding roses.

"It's a good feeling!" Makujo tightened the delicate body in his arms, looked down at Zhou Huimin's beautiful face that was more delicate than a flower, and said gently.

"Hmm!" Zhou Huimin also nodded sweetly, and moved her body lightly to make herself feel more comfortable.

The dim light pulled up the figures of the two for a long time, and the laughter and laughter from the flower market could be faintly heard in the air, and the two of them snuggled together quietly, without saying a word.

Suddenly, there was a "boom" sound, which woke up the two people who were next to each other, and when they looked up, they saw that there were countless huge colored balls hanging in the sky, and the colored balls flashed with dazzling golden light, spreading to all sides, and the night was as bright as day in an instant. Before the golden light dimmed, there was another "dong dong" sound, and the sky was suddenly filled with brilliant colors, and the brilliant fireworks were like waterfalls pouring down in the sky, which was so brilliant and charming.

There was still a lot of colorful light in the sky, and there was a rumbling sound, and Makujo lowered his head and gently looked at Zhou Huimin, who was indulging in this gorgeous fireworks, and after saying "Amin, Happy New Year", he kissed Zhou Huimin's sexy and charming cherry affectionately.

Zhou Huimin's eyes widened instantly, and then she closed her eyes and responded enthusiastically. Under the night sky filled with gorgeous fireworks, in the bell of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, the two kissed to their heart's content, as if they wanted to integrate each other into their hearts, they were so devoted, so affectionate.

"Ah Min, you send Ah Cheng, I'll sort out these things." Zhou's mother pulled Zhou Huimin, who had just put things out of the room, and pushed him in front of the curtain city and said with a smile on her face.

Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and at the strong request of Zhou's mother, Makucheng sent Zhou Huimin's mother and daughter back to their home, and pulled a cart of large bags and small bags of things over by the way.

At this time, it was Makujo who was about to say hello to Zhou Huimin after saying goodbye to Zhou's mother, so Zhou's mother pushed Zhou Huimin in front of Makucheng and motioned for her to send Makujo.

After Zhou Huimin said something to her mother, she took the initiative to take Makucheng's hand and walked downstairs.

"Amin, you go back and help your mother tidy up things. I'll be coming to see you in a few days. When the two arrived downstairs, Makujo looked at Zhou Huimin with gentle eyes, and naturally combed Zhou Huimin's slightly disheveled hair on his forehead behind his ears, and said gently.

"Well, you stay safe on the road." Zhou Huimin also looked at the curtain city with affectionate eyes.

After Makujo kissed Zhou Huimin's forehead, he turned around and walked out, "Ah Cheng" suddenly heard a shout, Makujo turned around and saw Zhou Huimin running over, and instantly kissed Makujo's lips, and before Makujo came back, she ran back to the stairs like a fly.

After Zhou Huimin ran back to the corridor, stood at the top of the stairs, waved his hand to the curtain city, and went straight upstairs.

Makujo looked at the distant figure, gently touched the lips that had just been kissed with his right hand, showed a knowing smile on his face, waved his hand in the direction of Zhou Huimin's house, and walked forward happily.

The company is the sixth day of the first year to start working, these days are the best time to pay New Year's greetings, the shogunate first took the gift to Zhong Hua's house to worship a new year, Zhong Hua is his good friend of the deceased old bean, has been taking care of the shogun, some time ago it helped the shogunate a lot, so it is reasonable to go to the New Year's congratulations.

On the way out of Uncle Zhong's house, Mu Cheng pinched the laisee bag that Aunt Zhong had given him in his pocket, and shook his head helplessly. This is the third New Year's laisee package that Makucheng has received, on the first day of the first month, Aunt Pi and Zhou's mother gave everyone a laisee one by one, and several young people in Makucheng have a lot of them.

In the next two days, the curtain city went to the homes of Hong Jinbao, Wang Jing and others to worship for the New Year. It was also the first time to meet Wang Jing's old bean, wireless gold medal producer Wang Tianlin, Wang Tianlin was nearly sixty years old at this time, and he looked like a very kind and kind old man. In the face of Wang Tianlin, he also respects him from the heart, not to mention that he is the old bean of his good friend Wang Jing, just the achievements and status he has achieved in the entire film and television circle in the past few decades cannot be underestimated.

Wang Tianlin is also very satisfied with the young man his son befriended, and he values it very much, as an elder and senior, Wang Tianlin also gave a lot of guidance to the Shogun, which benefited the Shogunate a lot, plus Wang Jing's gags, everyone got along harmoniously.

After returning from Wang Jing, all the people who should have visited were visited, and Makujo stayed in the villa and didn't go out. But even though it's at home, it's not idle.,Those in the circle.,In the company.,As long as you're familiar with the shogunate.,The phone calls for New Year's greetings haven't stopped.。

It was night, and Makujo was wearing a thick coat and holding a cup of steaming coffee, leaning on the balcony, quietly looking out the window at the pervasive night.

Makujo thinks back to what he has done in the past six months, writing novels, writing scripts, opening companies, making movies, everything, all of which are progressing in an orderly manner, although I dare not say how much I have achieved, but at least I have a firm foothold here. Looking into the distance, although the road ahead is still very long, there is still time for me to keep walking. Now that the stage has been set up, I have to sing this play more sensationally and shockingly, so as to live up to my own time.

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(I'm sorry, I came back too late today, and I didn't save the manuscript anyway, so I was even late.) Thank you for your forgiveness. ）