Jiang Yan is used to Shen Yunhan's mode of getting along, just suffer a little loss, after all, suffering a loss is a blessing.

"Parents urge marriage."

Shen Yunhan, who had adjusted her emotions, revealed her heart and couldn't put it down, pinching Jiang Yan's abdominal muscles.

"Everyone has the right to choose."

Jiang Yan said along with Shen Yunhan.

"I think so too, but I have a domineering and authoritarian father." Shen Yunhan said.

She can understand her parents' good intentions, but if she spends the rest of her life with a man she doesn't like, it will become the most regrettable choice in her life.

"So what do you decide to do?"

Jiang Yan looked at the bright starry sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I don't know." Shen Yunhan's eyes were confused, she had always been assertive, and she was overstretched in the face of this matter and fell into confusion.

Time passed little by little, Jiang Yan maintained Ge You's lying motion, and Shen Yunhan leaned on Jiang Yan's arm, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

However, Shen Yunhan's stomach screamed uncontrollably...

"I'm not allowed to tell anyone else about this today." Shen Yun said coldly.

"Do you mean you're crying?"

Jiang Yan was amused when he saw this.

Who would have thought that Shen Yunhan, who has a cold and glamorous appearance, like a 10,000-year-old iceberg, and a pear blossom that will cry in private brings rain, which makes people can't help but feel pity.

Shen Yunhan didn't speak, opened the door and left directly, leaving Jiang Yan sitting alone on the sofa.

"Interesting!"

Jiang Yan thought of Shen Yunhan's classic mantra in "The Masked Singer".

.......

The Spring Festival is approaching, the streets and alleys are lit up with lights and beams, and everyone's face is filled with happy and happy smiles.

For migrant workers living abroad, this is one of the few times to reunite with their families.

And the most important thing in the Spring Festival is the Spring Festival Gala, where families gather together to watch the Spring Festival Gala while eating and chatting.

At eight o'clock, the Spring Festival Gala is approaching as scheduled!

The hostess stands on the stage with a smile and hosts according to the process prepared in advance.

In the backstage lounge, Jiang Yan was eating the fruit bowl on the table, Jiang Luoli, Xu Wenxue and others were waiting for the final press stage.

"Jiang Yan, why don't you look nervous at all."

Jiang Luoli snatched the banana that Jiang Yan had just peeled.

Because the Spring Festival Gala is broadcast live, Jiang Luoli is a little restless, especially as the time to play is getting closer and closer.

Jiang Luoli has recorded many variety shows, but they were all recorded in advance, and the live broadcast was the first time.

"I've been rehearsing more than a dozen times for everything." Jiang Yan said calmly.

"Brother Jiang Yan is amazing, and he deserves to be the leader of young singers in China!"

Xu Wenxue gave a thumbs up, saw the stitches, and immediately slapped a loud rainbow fart.

Jiang Luoli pursed her lips.

Sycophants!

Looking at this group of young people, Heavenly King Ming Kaiyu was full of emotion, and at the same time deeply agreed with Xu Wenxue's words.

Jiang Yan looked too calm, but looking at Xu Wenxue of the same age, Jiang Luoli seemed much nervous.

As for him, as well as Tian Junfeng in the room, Ma Xiaonan is a singer who has been famous for a long time, and he has never seen any winds and waves, so his mentality is naturally very stable.

"The magic of this year's Spring Festival Gala is good."

The TV hanging on the wall was playing the stage screen, and the magician was fetching things from the air, causing the scene to exclaim again and again. jj.br>

In the end, the magician took out a large number of red envelopes from his hands and sprinkled them into the audience, ending the performance perfectly.

The show is one after another, songs, sketches, cross talk, magic shows.

Time flies, the bell of midnight is about to ring in the blink of an eye, and this year's Spring Festival Gala will soon come to an end.

"Now please enjoy the chorus "Unforgettable Tonight"!"

On the big screen of the stage, many singers of "Unforgettable Tonight", Jiang Yan, Jiang Luoli, Shen Yunhan, Ming Kaiyu...

"This lineup is too luxurious, more than thirty

is a singer at the level of a king and a diva, I'm afraid that only the Spring Festival Gala can see such a luxurious lineup of singers!"

"If I remember correctly, there are a total of sixty kings and queens so far, half of them have come, and "Unforgettable Tonight" is written and composed by Jiang Yan, or such an important occasion, I suddenly have some expectations."

"The old rules, five hundred G seeds, guess what style Jiang Yan's new song is, blindly guess an inspirational song!"

Barrage fills the entire screen!

At the Yanjing New Year's Eve party, Jiang Yan sang "The Lonely Brave", paying tribute to the anti-narcotics police, firefighters and other professions that made the audience remember it vividly.

Zhuyu is in front, now this is a more important Spring Festival Gala than the New Year's Eve party, even if it is late at night, the audience in front of the screen is in high spirits, looking forward to the last song of this year's Spring Festival Gala!

The orchestra was ready, and Jiang Yan, who was standing in the C position, was facing the audience.

The beautiful melody reached everyone's ears, and Jiang Yan took the lead in singing.

Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight

Regardless of the ends of the earth and the cape

Shenzhou is embraced by thousands of miles

I wish the motherland well, the motherland well

More than 30 singers at the level of kings and queens sang together, and the loud and crisp sound resounded throughout the scene.

Xia Heping, the chief director under the stage, was intoxicated.

This song is too suitable for singing at the end of the Spring Festival Gala, whether it is lyrics or accompaniment, it not only expresses the sincere wishes when the feast is about to disperse and say goodbye affectionately, but also expresses the infinite expectations and good wishes for the next year's reunion.

Unforgettable tonight, unforgettable tonight

Regardless of the ends of the earth and the cape

Shenzhou is embraced by thousands of miles

I wish the motherland well, the motherland well

Among the many singers, Jiang Yan's voice is the most recognizable, with a strong voice, full of magnetism, and a lot of energy.

Farewell tonight, farewell tonight

Both new and old friends

I'll be invited again next spring

Qingshan is not old, and people are not old

I wish the motherland well

I wish the motherland well

The midnight bell rang on time, and under the witness of more than a billion people, the Spring Festival Gala ended successfully!

""Unforgettable Tonight", this year's Spring Festival Gala really makes me unforgettable tonight!"

"Jiang Yan is also too good, he can write any style of songs, and he can easily control them!"

The applause was continuous and deafening, and Jiang Yan, who had finished singing, did not stop for long, and took a taxi with Jiang Luoli to his home.

[Congratulations to the host for earning 300 reputation points.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for earning 310 reputation points.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for earning 340 reputation points.] 】

...

Hearing the system's prompt, Jiang Yan opened the car window.

It's half past twelve in the morning, and it's only half an hour before the end of the Spring Festival Gala, and I've gained millions of prestige points!

In addition, Jiang Yan also logged in to Gujiu's account in advance and released six fairy tales such as "Sleeping Beauty", "Alice" and "Gnome Monster", which were promised New Year's gifts to children before.

Another considerable amount of prestige!

"Master, how long will it take to get to your destination?" Jiang Luoli, who was sitting in the back row, asked.

"Ten minutes or so."

The driver replied.

Jiang Luoli shrugged her shoulders as she looked at the dead mobile phone, originally she still wanted to send a happy New Year to Xuan Yiran and some good girlfriends.

"Happy New Year, good brother!"

"Happy New Year, little wolfdog!"

Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Luoli, who was sitting next to him.

"Jiang Yan, you're very busy, I'll see a few people send you Happy New Year." Jiang Luoli said.

"Happy New Year, old man!"

"Who's the old pervert?"

Jiang Luoli initiated soul torture.