At noon that day, Mo Yuan came over to cook for Su Chen as always.

"A lot of people out there ask what your song looks like." Mo Yuan suddenly thought of something, and said to Su Chen casually.

This year's Spring Festival is a little earlier than usual, and after New Year's Day, there is only one month left.

And the second trial time of the program every year is half a month before the Spring Festival.

This also means that Su Chen only has less than a week left to create.

Of course, these things are all things that Mo Yuan has only learned recently.

According to his previous dislike of the entertainment industry, he didn't bother to understand this thing.

"Say something." Su Chen rubbed her head, these days she has even postponed her sleeping time to two o'clock in the morning, and there are still a lot of stories left to read.

Of course, it's not that you can't write without reading it, Su Chen is sometimes a particularly extreme person.

Then what she thinks must be done!

So this time, although she knows that if she still insists on watching it, I'm afraid that the remaining few days will be at most to finish the story.

As for writing a song, it's very difficult.

Mo Yuan smacked his lips, it was the first time he had seen Su Chen so persistent.

But if you think about it carefully, Su Chen has actually been very persistent.

He never failed to do what he had to do. It's just that it takes too long this time, which makes Su Chen a little overwhelmed.

"Then I'll go back and tell you on the Internet."

Mo Yuan didn't think anything was there.

He firmly believes that Su Chen can appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala this time, and all he has to do is to take care of Su Chen's daily life.

Well, the perfect housewife man!

Thinking so, Su Chen couldn't help laughing.

This little milk dog has been doing really well lately, it seems that when can I give him a little reward?

"Woo woo, Your Majesty's performance has always been very good, why don't you praise me?"

Furball cried.

Knowing that His Majesty is very busy these days, it has not made a sound to disturb His Majesty!

Furball feels so angry!

Your Majesty knows that praising Xiao Mozi has forgotten about this intimate work!

Su Chen: ""

I forgot there's another drama spirit here!

Furball: "??? ”

Your Majesty, I'm afraid you have forgotten, I heard you talk like this!

If you have other dogs, you won't love me anymore

"By the way, have you ever wondered how to spend Chinese New Year's Eve?"

While Mo Yuan was cooking, he asked again.

Although with the development of the times, the importance of the Spring Festival does not seem to be so high.

But for Chinese people, Chinese New Year's Eve is still a very unique day.

When Su Chen heard this, he pursed his lips, and his eyes became more and more sinking.

After a while, she said lightly: "I'm just Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

Perhaps for others, Chinese New Year's Eve is a very festive day.

But for Su Chen, Chinese New Year's Eve was her nightmare.

The first time she performed a killing mission was on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Hehe, who would have thought that when she looked up at the fireworks, there were dead bodies lying on the ground next to her, and the ground was still full of blood?

Although she was on a mission with Soho and them, although the people who died were damned people.

But at that time, she was also a teenager!

Although he didn't have to carry out the task now, Su Chen still didn't want to go to this day.

Because it doesn't make much sense!