Zhou Miao sang passionately on stage, feeling that he was about to ignite, but the old men in the audience still had a wooden expression, and there was no reaction during the whole process, and they only clapped their hands perfunctorily twice after singing.

Zhou Miao scratched her head, did I sing badly? It shouldn't be......

Coming down from the stage, Huang Chengxi patted Zhou Miao's shoulder vigorously and praised: "It's so explosive, no matter how many times I listen to this song, I feel super burning!" ”

Zhou Miao wondered: "Then why didn't the audience react at all?" ”

"Harm, don't care about those old men, their aesthetics are not on the same channel as the public, it's like this every year in the Spring Festival Gala, I sang last year, and I didn't have a wooden reaction at all, I don't know what the Spring Festival Gala invited them to do, I feel like I'm here to be cold." Speaking of this, Huang Chengxi was also very depressed.

"Young people don't understand." The old musician who came down with Zhou Miao had a profound expression on his face, and he pointed in the direction of the stage.

"Tickets for the Spring Festival Gala are not sold to the public, and those who can come to the scene are all figures with heads and faces, relevant leaders, CCTV sponsors, media representatives, national athletes and exemplary figures, etc., ordinary people can't watch the Spring Festival Gala scene."

Zhou Miao shrugged, "But this scene is too embarrassing, so give some reaction, forget it, I have to rush back to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with the teacher, happy new year everyone!" ”

walked out of the Spring Festival Gala studio all the way to the New Year, the driver Lao Wang was still waiting for him on the side of the road, Zhou Miao got in the car and fastened his seat belt: "Thank you Lao Wang, I'll get a driver's license tomorrow, and you won't have to be so tired for the Chinese New Year next year." ”

Lao Wang was happy: "What's the hard work, driver, it's this hard-earned money, if you all drive by yourself, then I won't be laid off." ”

Zhou Miao smiled, this old Wang was thinking very openly.

The Chinese New Year's Eve in Beijing City Road is much more deserted, from the studio to Guan Yu all the way smooth, more than half an hour to arrive.

Before getting out of the car, Zhou Miao took out a thick red envelope, "Happy New Year, go back to celebrate the New Year with your family early." ”

Lao Wang didn't shirk it, and accepted it happily: "Cheng, then I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?" ”

Zhou Miao waved her hand: "No, I'll take a taxi tomorrow and go by myself, let's celebrate the New Year with peace of mind." ”

Lao Wang looked at Zhou Miao's distant back, his heart was warm, he had worked as a driver for many celebrities, but Zhou Miao, who had the most popular temper, made him feel the most humane.

When he opened the door and entered the house, he found that Zuo Qiu was serving food from the kitchen, and Zhou Miao was stunned for a moment: "You haven't eaten yet?" ”

Zuo Qiu glanced at him, "Then you can't wait for your eldest young master to come back." ”

Zhou Miao smiled, "That's really embarrassing." ”

Guan Yu took out a bottle of Erguotou in the room, "Come on?" ”

Zhou Miao hurriedly waved his hand, "The beer is okay, the liquor is really spicy, let me drink some drinks." ”

"I don't know how to enjoy it." Guan Yumei poured herself a glass, and the aroma of hard dishes on the table was fragrant, which made people's appetite move.

"Xiaoqiu, your skills are really good, if anyone marries you in the future, they will be blessed."

Zuo Qiu picked up vegetables for the two of them, and said lightly: "How can I have time to think about this, I want to run the company well now, and when the company is on the right track, I will think about other things." ”

"What if you don't get on the right track?" Zhou Miao asked.

Hearing this, Zuo Qiu raised his chopsticks to knock on his head: "You give me back the crow's mouth for the New Year!" Phew! ”

Guan Yu took a sip of wine, his eyes narrowed into a slit for comfort, the sound of the Spring Festival Gala on the TV in his ears and the noise of Zuo Qiu Zhou Miao were mixed together, and he didn't know which little cub was secretly firing the cannon outside, the sound was noisy, but it was full of New Year's flavor.

When Zhou Miao arrived home, it was already ten o'clock, and it was already eleven o'clock after the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and the mobile phone began to ring non-stop, full of various New Year's greeting news.

Dad also made a video call, the call was connected, Zhou Ye's slightly drunk face occupied the entire screen, and there were many relatives standing behind him, Zhou Ye was smiling and looking very happy.

"It's all over, hey, when are you coming back?"

"Booked a plane ticket for tomorrow and will be home in the evening, what about my mother? Give my mom the phone. ”

Hearing Zhou Miao say this, Zhou Ye's face suddenly fell, he knew your mother and your mother all day long, do you still have my father in your eyes?

Hong Xue snatched the phone: "Hey son!" We all watched the Spring Festival Gala and sang awesomely......"

Although they could meet tomorrow, Hong Xue still pulled Zhou Miao to chat for more than half an hour, and finally Zhou Miao finally hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone hung up here, Hu San's phone called again, and Zuo Qiu put a plate of cut apples in front of him: "The young master is very busy." ”

"You don't understand the young master's happiness." Zhou Miao pinched a piece of apple and threw it into her mouth, slumped on the sofa and watched Hu San.

In the video, Hu San is leaning on the head of the bed in pajamas, his face is ruddy, as if he has just taken a shower, and his hair is still a little damp.

"Who did you just call, for so long?"

"My mother, their relatives are coming to the family tonight, and they called me to give my relatives a New Year's greeting."

Speaking of this, Zhou Miao suddenly remembered something, "Didn't you buy souvenirs for my parents before, did you send them over?" ”

Hu San shook his head coquettishly: "No, I'm embarrassed to go over alone, I'll send it when you come back." ”

"Do your parents know about us?" Zhou Miao asked.

"I haven't told them yet, I'm afraid that they will find out and tell others and cause you trouble." Hu San said softly.

In fact, on the first day of confirming the relationship, she wanted to tell her mother, but in the end she held back, she didn't want to cause any trouble to Zhou Miao.

Since they fell in love, Hu San has always been very sensible, and the sensible one made Zhou Miao feel a little distressed.

"It's okay, you can tell them that I'll visit your house for the Chinese New Year this year."

Hu San's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really? ”

Zhou Miao smiled: "Well, really. ”

Hearing this, Hu San squirmed happily on the bed, with a smirk on her face, she glanced at the time and exclaimed: "It's so late, you have to get up early tomorrow to catch the plane, go to bed early." ”

Zhou Miao was actually a little sleepy for a long time, and nodded when she heard this: "Then you should go to bed early and don't play with your mobile phone." ”

"Well, bye-bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Hu San couldn't sleep happily holding his mobile phone, so he simply turned over and took out his diary and wrote down everything that happened today.

Zhou Miao was sleepy, and Zuo Qiu took out a quilt from the room and threw it on him.

"You can sleep on the sofa tonight, there is no extra room in Uncle Guan's house."

Zuo Qiu, an unreasonable woman, directly occupied the room where Zhou Miao used to sleep before, and for her sake of cooking tonight, she didn't care about her.

After a brief wash, Zhou Miao quickly got into the quilt and went to sleep, and he had to get up early tomorrow to catch a plane.