12/31/05, 11:27 p.m.

Pushing open the door of the dormitory, Wu Zairong walked into the room with a little snack.

Turn on the lights and turn on the heating along the way. Finally got home, Wu Zairong sighed. Putting down the snacks, although he didn't eat dinner, he didn't want to eat now, he just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

At the end of the year, it was a complete disaster for artists. First there was a commercial show with a broken leg, then an award ceremony that I still had to attend even though I had nothing to do with me, various specials on variety shows, a concert by the YG family, the opening ceremony of a major festival on TV, and a few CFs for temporary additional shooting.

Not to mention the amount of trips that usually take place for three months in a month, the quality of these trips required to be completed is particularly high. Like the opening ceremony of a major celebration or something, if there is a broadcast accident, wait for the TV station to settle accounts with you. The various commercial performances at the end of the year are also very troublesome, and if the performance is not good, it is a troublesome accident.

"Uh-oh!" Lying on the bed, Wu Jaerong let out a comfortable whisper. It's been a long time since I've been in bed. Yesterday, I even slept in the nanny car. Being able to lie in bed, Wu Zairong comfortably suspected that he had simply reached the kingdom of heaven.

But he still had to wash up first, Wu Zairong struggled to get up from the bed and walked to the bathroom. First take out the things on his body First, Wu Zairong took out the things in his pocket, put them in the basket by the sink, and began to brush his teeth.

"Forget." Picking up the mobile phone in the basket, Wu Zairong remembered something.

If there were no schedules added temporarily, today he originally planned to ask Zheng Xiuyan to come out for New Year's Eve together. It's been so long, no matter what the answer is, give a reply.

Coming back so late, the plan to go out for New Year's Eve must have been in vain. Forget it, let's make a call after taking a shower.

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Drying her hair, Zheng Xiujing gently opened the door of her Ernie's room.

Sure enough, I was looking at my phone in a daze again. It's New Year's Eve, so can't you do something else?

Ten days ago, she was careful and discovered the abnormality of her Ernie Zheng Xiuyan, who was too lazy to think about things.

At first, it should have been after coming back from outside, and the whole person became very excited, and his face was full of red.

Although Zheng Xiuyan usually likes to be in a daze. But after that day, it was more frequent. As soon as I sat down, there was nothing else left but a daze. From time to time he still giggles, with the happy kind. I don't even read the fashion magazines I usually like to read. The latest issue was lying there, almost covered with dust.

Although she has no direct experience, judging from her Xiaojing's qualifications of reading Korean dramas, she must have fallen in love.

Object? Who else could there be. Of course, it's the one I've met several times, and he has a very good relationship with her Ernie, Wu Zairong. Now in the living room, Dad Zheng is still singing his song "Like a Shot".

And that's not a bad thing. Originally, there was nothing to worry about. But Zheng Xiuyan's performance in the back really can't make people worry.

About ten days ago, three days after the first change, her Ernie had undergone a new change. I started to have a sad face all day long, my smile was gone, and my brows were always wrinkled.

When I have free time, I just look at my phone in a daze. Turn your phone on, but do nothing, and put it down. It doesn't look like he's waiting for a message, it's like, hesitating how to send a message.

Even her pocket money was snatched even harder.

In such a situation, how can you let it go? Especially the last one, I can't bear it at all.

"Ou," just as Zheng Xiujing adjusted her breath and was about to have a good talk with Zheng Xiuyan, Zheng Xiuyan's mobile phone rang.

"Nee." Swallowed the rest of the word. Taking advantage of Zheng Xiuyan's lack of hearing, she jumped out of the room.

Of course, it can't be as simple as that. Little Crystal leaned her ear to the door, listening to the movement in the room. Although she never admits it, from the bottom of her heart, she cares about Zheng Xiuyan very much.

"In Rong Oba."

Sure enough, it was Wu Zairong's business, Zheng Xiujing nodded. She's Ernie.

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Sitting at the head of the bed, holding his mobile phone, watching the new song, Wu Zairong answered the phone over there.

"In Rong Oba." A familiar voice, mixed with a hint of joy and hesitation, came from the other end of the phone.

"Hmm." This part of the tune needs to be changed again, "I didn't disturb you to sleep." ”

"Nope." Zheng Xiuyan's voice was very low, "I was about to call Oba." ”

"Really? I wouldn't have called if I had known, and I was waiting for you to call me. ”

"Yes." As if looking for something to talk about, "Happy New Year, Oba." ”

A little stunned, he looked at his watch, "Xiuyan, it's not twelve o'clock New Year's Eve yet, wouldn't it be a bit early to say this?" ”

"Hmm~~~~~~" Wu Jae-young can imagine the cute appearance of Jung so-yeon puffing out her mouth, "Say it in advance, so as not to forget it later." Isn't it possible? ”

"Okay, Wuli Xiuyan said okay, how could it not work?"

"It's good to know." Jung so-yeon enjoys this kind of concession, even if it is just a small one, it will make her feel that Oh Jae-young values her.

"Ah, Zheng Xiujing." Wu Jaeyoung suddenly heard Zheng Xiuyan's scream, "Oba, you wait a minute." ”

It turned out that the door was not closed, and Zheng Xiujing, who was listening outside, didn't pay attention for a while, pushed the door open with her weight, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Zheng Xiuyan pulled up her sister who was sitting on the cold ground, "Zheng Xiujing, you are too bold." Dare to eavesdrop on my phone calls. ”

Zheng Xiujing didn't speak, she knew that at this time, she had to pretend to be pitiful. Only in this way can her Ernie anger dissipate quickly.

"I'm going crazy, who let you eavesdrop outside the door?" Zheng Xiuyan pushed Zheng Xiujing, but immediately regretted it. Looking at Zheng Xiujing's pitiful appearance, a sense of guilt suddenly came to her heart.

"Be good. Crystal," Zheng Xiuyan touched Zheng Xiujing's head, "Ernie is on the phone, no more eavesdropping." ”

Drove Xiujing away, Zheng Xiuyan sat back at the head of the bed and picked up the phone. "Xiujing was a little naughty just now, and I taught her a lesson."

In fact, when he heard the noise from the opposite side just now, Wu Zairong had already roughly guessed what was going on, but when Zheng Xiuyan said this, he didn't know what to pick up.

And then there is, silence. An awkward silence, a silence never seen in a conversation between the two men. The silence is alarming.

"Oba," as if all her courage had been exhausted, Zheng Xiuyan's tone became very soft, and the speed of her speech was also very slow, "That, I'm sorry." ”

The moment I said I was sorry, my heart felt like I had been bitten by something. How much she wants to say "We are together", her liking for Wu Zairong has almost driven her crazy.

"I know." Wu Zairong pretended to smile, but his fist-clenched hand betrayed him deeply. His tone was very calm, no different from usual, "Since you have been selected as a member, let's prepare for my debut with peace of mind." That's your dream, and I'm definitely rooting for you unconditionally. ”

Faced with a choice, Zheng Xiuyan's burden is already very heavy. He didn't want to let his emotions become pressure on Zheng Xiuyan anymore.

"Don't worry," Wu Jaerong's gaze was far away, as if he could see the future, "I'll wait for you." When Zheng Xiuyan realizes her stage dream, when love will no longer be a burden, he will wait.

The fireworks outside the window exploded brilliantly.

The bell of 06 rings, the new year arrives, and the old year ends.

"Happy New Year, Su-yeon."

PS (Sprinkle flowers to celebrate the end of the fifth volume.) In the past two months, I would like to thank everyone for their support.

Because it is a novice on the road, the writing of the second middle school is not good.

The plot is honestly messy, and the information is not in place, so when you don't want to open a more difficult chapter, you start to water. In particular, the second middle school always asks for leave and has no discipline.

I can only say that I would like to thank everyone who has always been tolerant of No. 2 Middle School.

The end of the fifth volume not only means the end of the protagonist's growth period, but also shows that the second middle school has also changed from a newcomer who doesn't know anything to a half-newcomer who knows a little about something.

In the coming days, as the experience rises, I will give you some wonderful content, I guess so. The second middle school is not very sure. ）

Please rest assured, No. 2 Middle School will not be a eunuch, really.