Chapter 228: I Really Don't Want to Eat Dumplings Again

"Brother Shen, now there are a lot of controversies on the lyrics of "Blue and White Porcelain" on the Internet, some people say that there are grammatical errors in the lyrics, some people say that the bottom of the blue and white porcelain vase has never been written in Han Li, and some people say that the Song style only appears on the enamel porcelain of the Qing Dynasty, and has not appeared on the blue and white porcelain."

The backstage of the Spring Festival Gala stage.

Yang Yue was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, and Ma Feifei took the news that had just been turned out and reported to Yang Yue with a worried face.

Yang Yue expected this kind of thing from the time he decided not to revise the lyrics of "Blue and White Porcelain".

Therefore, after listening to Ma Feifei's words, he said without opening his eyes: "Just let them say go, it won't affect the popularity of this song." โ€

"But..."

Ma Feifei is clearly still worried.

Yang Yue opened his eyes, looked at her and smiled, "Who can guarantee that they are perfect?" What musician can guarantee a flawless work?

Besides, the reason why this song is found verbatim doesn't mean that it is popular? โ€

Hearing Yang Yue say this, Ma Feifei can be regarded as letting go of the worries in her heart.

In fact, she understands the truth, but this is the first time that Yang Yue's song has been pointed out as an obvious mistake, and she will inevitably have no bottom in her heart.

After saying this, the two waited slowly in the background again.

The torment of the Spring Festival Gala for many participating artists is that you have to stay with it until more than 12 o'clock, and you can't leave until all the shows are over.

Because at the end, there is a link where all the artists take the stage together to sing together and take a curtain call.

Plus the time spent waiting for the plane.

Yang Yue didn't get on a plane and leave Yanjing until after 2 a.m.

By the time he, Ma Feifei and Zheng Yong returned to Shenhai, it was already more than 4 o'clock in the morning.

At this time, it was impossible for Zheng Yong and Ma Feifei to go back to their respective homes for the New Year immediately.

So they returned to the old dream studio together.

In the Chinese New Year's Eve, what time is the morning, even if it is Shenhai, it is difficult to buy food outside.

Fortunately, Yang Yue had expected this, and prepared quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator at home in advance.

So as soon as he returned to the villa, Yang Yue personally ordered a pot of dumplings.

Soon the dumplings were ready, and Yang Yue directly brought the whole pot to the dining table in the restaurant.

Zheng Yong took the dishes, chopsticks, vinegar dishes, and vinegar.

Ma Feifei brought her bagged seaweed and shrimp soup.

The three of them were not hungry at this time, but they were also very hungry, and their sense of smell was particularly sensitive, so they felt the fragrance overflowing.

No one was polite, and they ate steamingly.

After eating, Zheng Yong said, "Mr. Yang, if it's okay, I'll go back and rest." โ€

"Hmm." Yang Yue nodded, and said, "Tomorrow will start the vacation, and Brother Yong will come to the deep sea on the seventh day of the first month." โ€

"Thank you boss!"

Zheng Yong thanked him happily.

He knew that Yang Yue would have a holiday, and he didn't expect to be on the seventh day of junior high school.

Although he is just a driver and bodyguard, he also knows that Yang Yue and the company are very busy during this time, and he is even ready not to go back for the New Year.

Yang Yue smiled: "When I get back, I sent a red envelope, and it's not too late for you to thank you." โ€

"Then I'll give Mr. Yang an early salute." Zheng Yong also laughed.

When Zheng Yong left, Ma Feifei also put away all the tableware.

Yang Yue said: "If you have nothing to do, you can go home too, and come back on the seventh day of the first month." โ€

"Brother Shen, what about you?" Ma Feifei asked.

"I'll take a break and go home by myself tomorrow."

"Wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to be alone?" Ma Feifei looked at Yang Yue, "Why don't I come with you?" โ€

Yang Yue smiled: "With me? Aren't you just the Spring Festival? Take advantage of the past few days to accompany Uncle Ma more, and I don't know when I will wait until I get busy and have a holiday to rest. โ€

Ma Feifei wanted to speak and stopped.

But in the end, he nodded.

After Ma Feifei left, Yang Yue locked the door of the villa, washed up briefly, and fell asleep.

Although there were rests in the background, on the plane, and in the car, they were all fragmented.

He woke up at half past six in the morning on Chinese New Year's Eve, and he was busy until now, even if he was in good health, he was a little tired.

This sleep, Yang Yuezhi slept until the afternoon of the first day of the new year before waking up.

When he woke up and washed up, he sent a video to his mother to say a New Year's greeting first.

After that, I ordered a quick-frozen dumpling to eat, so I cleaned up and drove to the airport.

Years ago, air tickets, high-speed rail tickets, and train tickets were difficult to buy, but once the Chinese New Year is over, it is much easier to buy tickets.

What's more, Yang Yue's tickets were booked in advance.

Entering the airport waiting hall, Yang Yue found that there were a lot more people than he expected, so he tightened the scarf, pulled down the cotton hat a little, and added a mask, basically revealing a pair of eyes outside.

He's not as inexperienced as he was when he first became a star.

He knows that as long as a star deliberately hides his identity, it is difficult to be discovered in the autumn and winter.

Even in summer, you can cover your face with sunglasses, masks, caps, etc.

Especially when you're out on your own.

On the contrary, bringing the team together will attract more attention and increase the chance of being discovered by people like the media and proxy photographers.

Sitting down in a place where there were relatively few people, Yang Yue took out his mobile phone and began to send red envelopes to people in the two studios.

From the artist's life assistant, at least a thousand per person.

As for the people in the "Three Girls" studio, as well as Cai Qian and the two company executives who had just been recruited, he didn't care.

The "Three Girls" studio is managed by Qu Rong, while the company is managed by Cai Qian, I believe they will consider the matter of giving out red envelopes.

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All the way went well.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Yue took a taxi back to Gucheng.

When he arrived at his new home, his mother and Yang Nan were still waiting for him.

"Hungry, aren't you?" Yu Yulan asked, "There is chicken soup in the kitchen, can you eat it with chicken soup when you get a bowl of dumplings?" โ€

"Don't." Yang Yue hurriedly stopped, "I've eaten two dumplings in a row today, I really don't want to eat any more, give me a bowl of noodles." โ€

"Okay."

Yu Yulan nodded, and went to the kitchen to work.

When Yang Nan saw Yang Yue sitting down on the sofa, he got tired of him directly, and said, "Brother, you came back alone?" Why didn't Fei Fei come with you? โ€

Yang Yue glanced at her speechlessly and said, "Don't you need to celebrate the Spring Festival when you are someone else?" โ€

"You can let her come to my house."

"There is a grandfather at home, why should he come to your house."

Yang Lan smiled and said, "When I don't know, Sister Fei Fei was originally going to come, but you didn't let me." โ€

"Huh." Yang Yue smiled angrily, "You calculate me, right?" โ€

The brother and sister said that after making trouble for a while, Yu Yulan ordered the noodles.

Yang Yue ate a big bowl and went to take a bath.

At this time, it was almost eleven o'clock, and Yu Yulan and Yang Nan had been running for most of the day to pay New Year's greetings, and they were quite tired, so they didn't wait for Yang Yue to come out and chatter, so they went back to their rooms to rest.

Yang Yue also rested directly after taking a bath.

The next day, it was early in the morning and refreshed.

When he went out of the room, he heard that there were already people busy in the kitchen, and Yang Yue knew that it was his mother.

So he asked directly: "Mom, will anyone come here today to pay New Year's greetings?" โ€