When Wanli returned to Wen Jing's room, just in time for the opening song and dance of the Spring Festival Gala, he was not interested after a few glances.

Before the opening of the era of cultivation, what the common people were most looking forward to was not singing and dancing, but cross talk and sketches. After the beginning of the era of spiritual practice, what I am most looking forward to is still not singing and dancing, but acrobatics.

Practitioners play acrobatics as they want, and the most difficult acrobatics in the past can now be done by any E-level martial artist after half a year of training, not to mention some C-level 'acrobatic masters', and the acrobatic movements they make are often amazing.

As for the B-level acrobat performer, Wan Li has not heard of it for the time being. Over time, more and more people have moved into the D and C levels, but the number of B-levels is still limited.

There are six or seven million people in Bincheng at Nuoda, except for Director Liao and Liu Miao, only the head of the practice department of Bincheng Polytechnic and Maritime Affairs is B-level, even if there are a few who don't know, plus his own estimate, it is estimated that there are only about ten.

However, as batches of spirit stones are dug out from the major spirit stone veins in China and redistributed, I am afraid that the number of B-level people will usher in an expansion, and it will no longer be a rare species, after all, there are a lot of people like Sister Yu and Second Uncle who are close to B-level......

Probably knowing what the audience likes to watch, the second show is acrobatics, the performers are actually a group of soldiers from the army's art troupe, strength and beauty, rigidity and softness, Wen Jing watched with relish.

Wan Li yawned boredly, and strengthened his spirits, looking at the program list, the next show seemed to be a sketch of his goddess Jia Lin, and he couldn't sleep or sleep......

……

At the same time, at the foot of the southwest side of Xiling in Xiema Village, a group of six people touched the mountain.

The leader is a slightly chubby young man who is more than 1.8 meters tall. He has the same thick eyebrows and big eyes as Wanli, and his eyebrows are obliquely erected, and he doesn't look angry, but even more angry.

"Boss Zheng, it's up to you to show you the way." His voice was loud and recognizable, and his sudden opening in the silent mountain forest frightened a middle-aged man behind him to stagger, and the young man next to the middle-aged man hurriedly helped him.

"Dad, are you alright?"

"It's okay...... Brother Fei, please speak quietly, I don't know if there are people from the Martial Arts Bureau patrolling this mountain......"

"Don't worry, you won't meet anyone." A young man with a package on his back spoke, "We have already investigated the situation, there are only two people in charge of patrolling tonight, and they have been knocked unconscious." ”

The middle-aged man's face was bitter, you can run away, I was in Bincheng's big business and was seen to be a calf......

"What, Boss Zheng, are you scared?" The chubby young man raised his eyebrows and glanced back.

"No, no," the middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head: "Xiaowei, you asked Shiyu where that valley is, right?" Lead the way. ”

The young man hesitated for a moment: "Dad, let's steal spirit stones, it's illegal......"

"Xiaowei!" The middle-aged man hurriedly covered his mouth and apologized again and again: "Fat brother, Xiaowei is young and ignorant, don't be weird......"

"It's okay, but how can the affairs of a warrior be called stealing? It's just a practice resource, don't worry...... Well? The six of them paused, and there was a big pit that had just been dug in front of them.

"Heh, it's interesting, it's really not just us who came to borrow cultivation resources during the Chinese New Year......"

"Fat brother rest assured, Xiaowei knows the route, others will definitely not get as much as us when they dig indiscriminately, but if they bump into others, they will steal ...... The person who borrowed the spirit stone? ”

"You just lead the way, and I'll take care of the rest." The slightly chubby young man's eyebrows squeezed, and his eyebrows were almost completely erected, "It's better if someone helps dig it!" ”

……

In the hotel, Wan Li's face was blank.

The goddess's sketch made his mind full of Wen Jing's 'giggle' laughter.

The two of them used a mobile phone to watch the Spring Festival Gala, of course, they couldn't be too far apart, they basically lay on the bed side by side, and the laughter sounded very loud.

It's nothing, but when she smiles, the phone screen will be occupied by a face that looks like her - Wen Jing and her mother, and then the two will 'giggle' at the same time to discuss the laughter just now, Wan Li feels that Uncle Wen has not had an easy time these years.

When I was concentrating on watching TV, there was a chatty person next to me, and two of them exploded instantly......

"Let's search the Internet tomorrow." Wan Li was helpless, watching the goddess step down, followed by another song and dance, a little boring.

Wen Jing also became uninterested, and suddenly turned sideways and hit Wanli with her shoulder, and said: "Let's go and let those eight people pay a New Year's greeting to the family, I don't think they look like bad people, and it's pitiful that they can't even watch the Spring Festival Gala during the New Year......"

Wan Li frowned, a little hesitant, the screen in front of him changed to Uncle Wen's face, and he said: "Xiaojing, don't be ignorant, it is illegal to provide communication tools for service prisoners without permission!" ”

Wen Jing pouted: "Oh." ”

Wanli pondered for a moment and chuckled: "It's nothing, just don't let them contact you?" Let's help them bring a blessing to their families, only one sentence, it's not a big problem, let's go! ”

Wen Jing suddenly smiled: "Dad, Mom, then let's hang up the video for a while, and reconnect in half an hour!" ”

……

As time passed, Wan Li and Wen Jing, who were full of gratitude, continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala for the other eight labor prisoners who brought good news to their families.

One show after another passed, the time quietly came to 12 o'clock, and the New Year's bell rang!

The two immediately said good New Year to Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen, and then looked at each other and smiled at each other to say good New Year.

"Wanli, who will you give New Year's greetings next?"

Wan Li thought for a moment: "Uncle Wen, the video is hanging, I have to pay New Year's greetings to the elders." ”

I knew a lot of people last year, and there were a lot more people to pay New Year's greetings, Aunt Sheng, Director Liao, Liu Miao, Sister Yu, Deputy Director-General......

It took more than ten minutes to greet one by one, and then he opened WeChat and clicked on the group of classmates, many people sent New Year's red envelopes, grabbing red envelopes one by one, 1 point, 1 mao 8, 1 yuan 2......

Wan Li thought for a while: "Wen Jing, take you with me for New Year's greetings, or you can board the > by yourself for a while" Take me, anyway, it's not a secret that we are both in the Spirit Stone Mine." ”

Wan Li nodded and sent a 100 red envelope: 'Wen Jing and I are greeting everyone for the New Year'.

Wen Jing blinked and took her phone: "I will use your WeChat to give Sister Xiaoqi and Ni Er a New Year's greeting." ”

She opened Wanli's address book and scrolled down, Wanli didn't react for a while, her heart sank slightly, and she saw Wen Jing's face flushing: "Wanli Yang, you explain to me...... who 'Wen Bianbian' is?!" ”

“…… Ahem, that ...... I went downstairs to greet Brother Dong and them. Wanli hurriedly got up, but was overturned by Wen Jing with a slap.

She turned over on the sheep again, and grabbed the sheep's neck with both hands, "Wan Liyang, you go to die!" ”

Wan Li hurriedly cooperated, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and made a look of death.

Wen Jing pinched and smiled, "Don't pretend to be dead, hurry up and change the note to Wen Fairy for me!" ”

"Good, good!" Wanli pursed his lips, why is this cheek thicker than himself?

SUDDENLY, THERE WAS A SOUND OF HURRIED FOOTSTEPS OUTSIDE THE DOOR, AND THEN SOMEONE KNOCKED ON THE DOOR: "OPEN THE DOOR!" Police rounds! ”

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, looked down at the thousands of miles below her, her face instantly turned red, this time it was different from before, she was riding a sheep head-on.

"How can there be a police round, we ...... Hey! Isn't that right? ”

Wanli blinked and patted her calf: "Go down, it seems to be Director Liao's voice, a big New Year's ...... I'm having auditory hallucinations? ”

"Don't open the door?! Lao Tzu slammed the door! ”

"It's him, it's him!"