Chu Tianmian was holding a huge cake box and struggling to move forward, because he couldn't see his feet clearly, and his steps were crooked.

Miraculously, the cake in the box was as stable as Mount Tai and was not spoiled in the slightest.

This is the self-cultivation of foodies.

She had just finished her last exam today, and she received a call from Su Chengyi before she walked out of the teaching building.

On weekdays, it is even more difficult to ask him to take the initiative to make a phone call.

So when he saw the caller ID, Chu Tianmian confirmed the number again before answering it suspiciously.

Su Chengyi held back for a long time on the phone, and actually asked her when she would come to the studio and if she wanted him to pick her up.

When things go wrong, there must be demons.

Even if it's apologizing for what happened before, this level is inevitably going too far.

So Miss Chu rejected him very vigilantly, and seriously interrogated him if he had done anything bad again.

Still, her mood was better because of the call.

Obviously it didn't rain, but the stone road in the community was a little damp, I don't know if the cleaner had just cleaned it.

This undoubtedly made Miss Chu's difficult long march a little more difficult.

At this moment, her hand was light, and the cake box was caught.

Chu Tianmian was stunned for a moment, took a step back and raised his head.

Su Chengyi saw a cake box monster walking crookedly from a distance, and it was so dangerous that he was about to hit the street with the box in the next second, so he hurriedly ran over.

He weighed the box in his hand and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's so heavy, you moved here yourself?"

"The driver has delivered it to the gate of the community."

Chu Tianmian didn't expect him to go downstairs to pick him up, and explained slowly.

Maybe it's the difference in arm span, the size of this box in Su Chengyi's hand doesn't look so exaggerated.

The two of them walked into the corridor together.

Su Chengyi lowered his head and looked inside from the only transparent part of the outer packaging, a large three-layer cake, and the words "Happy New Year" were written in chocolate on the top layer.

Chu Tianmian stretched out his hand to block the elevator door, waiting for him to go first.

Su Chengyi slapped the floor button with his elbow.

Today, he just took the initiative to make a phone call, and Chu Tianmian suspected that he had done something bad and was making up for it, which couldn't help but make him reflect on what kind of extremely unreliable image he was on weekdays.

It's going to have to get her used to it as soon as possible.

Waiting for the elevator to go up, he didn't have anything to say.

"You made the cake?"

"The bottom two layers are made by the cake chef's aunt, and the top layer is made by myself."

Speaking of cakes, Chu Tianmian was a little happy.

She has always liked desserts, and when she is in a bad mood, her first reaction is to eat something sweet to adjust it.

"Then I'll eat the next two layers in a while."

Su Chengyi said seriously.

"What?! That's your own loss! ”

Chu Tianmian glared at him.

"Only what I make is strawberry flavored, so let's have fun with you!"

"Good, good."

The elevator opened with a "ding".

The two walked out, the door to the studio was wide open, and everyone else had already arrived.

"Wow~ Mianmian, such a big cake!"

At the coffee table, Han Bing was disassembling the bouquet she had bought and putting it in a vase.

Lin Tong was obviously kidnapped by her morality, and was kneeling on the ground to help her take pictures, and she had to take pictures of her celebrity temperament.

I have to say that this flower is actually quite decent.

Han Bing always makes people realize in some unexpected places that she is actually cultivated by a serious scholarly family.

"Hehe, when I called to order it this morning, people said that Chinese New Year's Eve was too busy and didn't take orders."

Chu Tianmian changed into slippers and trotted over to see her flower arrangement.

"Then how did you convince people, Sister Mian?"

Xu Yang sat on the carpet and worked with He Wufei to build beer cans into a pyramid shape.

"Not convinced."

Chu Tianmian picked up a moon season and gently put it into the vase.

"I said I could pay ten times the price."

She said lightly.

Good, good, it's money ability again.

Su Chengyi put the cake on the table and couldn't help but think that although he was not short of money now, it was still fundamentally different from Miss Chu's thoughts.

She is probably the kind of person who really has no concept of money, and buying a cake for 300 yuan can be equated with buying a cake for 3,000 or 30,000 yuan.

"I'll go, then this cake is amazing."

Xu Yang got up from the ground and walked to the dining table.

"I see what it looks like, can I take it apart?"

"Of course."

Chu Tianmian was very satisfied with the shape of the cake he personally supervised, and walked over happily.

"The outer packaging of ten times the price is different, and this bow is more textured."

Xu Yang laughed nonsense.

Chu Tianmian held the outer package and beckoned everyone over.

"Come here, come here, and then it's time to witness the miracle!"

She raised her hands and lifted the lids.

"Dangdangdang~"

“.”

There was no unexpected surprising sound, and there was an eerie silence all around.

Su Chengyi silently took two steps back and urgently avoided danger.

Han Bing asked with a slight hesitation:

"Mianmian, this is a deliberately made look? Am I not keeping up with the trends in the dessert world? ”

"Abstract, I guess."

Xu Yang said with a frown.

"The most important thing about cake is whether it tastes good or not."

In the end, it was Lin Tong who reacted first.

"What's going on?"

This was obviously not the reaction that Miss Chu was expecting, she frowned and looked down, and her eyes widened in shock.

The cake completely lost its original appearance, all tilted to the side, and the words "Happy New Year" on the top layer have become "Happy New Year".

"Su Chengyi !!"

"It's none of my business, it must have been done by Xu Yang just now."

"Hah??? The conscience of heaven and earth, Sister Mian, it's not me! Isn't this cake always cuddly! ”

"Who the hell is ????"

After interrogation and investigation, the real murderer was finally caught in the cake case.

Chu Qianmian was very angry, he carefully protected the way, and Su Chengyi hugged it for a while before it was destroyed.

In the end, it was Sister Lin who calmed things down, took the props out, and patiently repaired them.

Although there is no way to completely restore it, it is still barely watchable.

"It's okay, it's okay, so I can accept it in my circle of friends."

Han Bing commented.

"If it was that ugly thing in the first place, I'd P it off."

Xu Yang agreed.

"It's not ugly in the first place, okay!!"

Seeing that Chu Qianmian's anger that had just subsided came up again, Su Chengyi quickly peeled a milk candy and fed it to her mouth, while diverting his attention.

"The eldest lady went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes."

"Good!"

Chu Tianmian saw Lin Zhiwan's busy figure, and quickly stood up obediently.

As night fell, the New Year's Eve dinner was ready.

Half a year has passed, and Lin Zhiwan's craftsmanship is obviously more amazing.

For a few people who have eaten in the cafeteria for a semester, it is not an exaggeration to say that this table dish is simply a state banquet.

"Sister Lin, I love you!"

Miss Chu just tasted a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, and quickly fell.

Lin Zhiwan smiled and wiped the corners of her mouth, signaling her to eat slowly and not in a hurry.

"Damn, this fucking is called a professional!"

With the chili fried meat, Xu Yang finished a bowl of rice in only two minutes.

"Wood, can Sister Lin not go back to Tang'an, let's go to the capital, let's crowdfund."

Han Bing took a sip of winter melon pork rib soup, warming his heart and stomach, his face was full of happiness, and he felt that tears were about to come out in the next second.

"Is this what you usually eat? No wonder I can't eat what I made. ”

He Wufei swallowed his saliva and whispered to Su Chengyi.

"That's not either. The main thing is that you and Sister Lin belong to the cross-level porcelain. ”

Su Chengyi's eyes had been staring at the pot of beef brisket for a long time, and he finally tasted it at this time, and he was satisfied.

Lin Tong hadn't eaten the food cooked by Sister Lin for a long time, and when he saw that everyone was eating happily, he felt the same happiness and happiness.

The fireworks in the world, when the smell of the year is getting stronger.

For Chinese people, such a meal is the most important ritual sense on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The New Year's Eve party was playing on TV, surrounded by the most familiar and trusted friends.

Staggered, laughter.

The atmosphere is one thing, and Lin Zhiwan's craftsmanship is another.

Su Chengyi felt that he had not eaten such a happy meal for a long time.

Sister Lin deserves to enjoy the Taimiao!

After the meal, tonight's chef was forced to take a break.

The others helped to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, wash and scrub, wipe the table and sweep the floor.

The young masters and young ladies who don't touch the spring water with their fingers are also clumsy when they work.

Miss Chu successfully broke two spoons, Miss Han used up half a bottle of dish soap to wash two bowls, and Young Master Xu wiped the table three times and it was still dirty.

Of course, several Su Chengyi, who claimed to be self-reliant since childhood, were ridiculed one by one, but he was actually not much better.

After all, in the past, a person's life was only a major achievement.

It's a great success to be alive.

Most of the work was done by the taciturn He Wufei and Lin Tong.

Lin Zhiwan can't watch TV at ease, for fear that these people will bump into each other and be worried.

It wasn't until they regrouped around the couch that she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After the meal, of course, it is time for entertainment.

Xu Yang brought a lot of board games over, and said that he wanted revenge.

"What hatred?"

"Have you all forgotten? When we played ghost cards in the rocket class before, the humiliation I suffered will be returned today! ”

Recalling how humiliating he was that day, Xu Yang couldn't help but shout:

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people to be poor!"

"Okay, let's deal the cards."

Han Bingyin smiled pitifully and slapped the table in response.

Half an hour later.

"Does Xu Yang really know how to play cards?"

He Wufei couldn't help but ask.

"It looks like watching people play two rounds and then play."

Su Chengyi commented objectively.

"Holy! Don't laugh at me, you two! Help me! ”

There was only the last one left in front of Xu Yang, and Han Bing had already made a lot of money, so he gave the chips to Chu Tianmian to play with as building blocks.

"I'm not going to fight this."

Su Chengyi spread his hands.

"Then a different one? Mahjong? ”

Xu Yang put his last chips in his pocket and took out the mahjong box at the bottom of the table.

So the people sitting around the small table became four.

Su Chengyi only knows the rules and has never really played mahjong with anyone, but his advantage lies in the ability to count cards.

Han Bing is obviously a veteran, she can do anything just like the casino at home.

Xu Yang is a representative of very strong momentum and extremely poor strength.

In comparison, Chu Tianmian is like a mascot Fuwa, but Han Bing will feed her cards with very unethical games.

So after a few laps, Xu Yang still owed debts everywhere, and his pants were gone.

So the responsibility of buying milk tea for everyone fell on his head.

Xu Yang got off the table, and Lin Tong took his place. Su Chengyi was also a little tired, and decided to let He Wufei go to the table to play two.

He got up and went to the balcony to breathe, just in time to see Xu Yang running out of the door downstairs.

Good guy, I didn't see it running so fast during the physical exam.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and there was a New Year's Eve event in the shopping mall opposite, and people had gradually gathered.

Xu Yang's cups of milk tea are estimated to have to queue up until next year.

Su Chengyi was about to make a call to ask him not to buy it, but when he opened his phone, he saw an unread message.

Chen Jinzhi will participate in Satellite TV's Chinese New Year's Eve event today, which is almost the largest formal program since the debut of the 101st Regiment, so she has been busy rehearsing.

This unread message is the arrangement on the program list.

"101 Women's Group Song and Dance Program

Chen Jinzhi sang his first solo single "Until You Come". ”

Unexpectedly, the starter was tonight, and Su Chengyi was a little surprised.

This can be said to be the biggest surprise of the new year for uninformed fans.

It seems that for the producers too.

Su Chengyi was about to send a word of congratulations, but the new news from Chen Jinzhi popped up again.

"The more people are buzzing, the more I feel that you should be by my side."

Yes, Su Chengyi suddenly realized what was the reason why he always felt empty in his heart.

So he deleted the edited "congratulations" in the chat box word by word, and replied again:

"Someday I'll be there for you."

"Happy New Year, big star."

Waiting for everything, all of them will be understood by you, and the ten fingers will be intertwined.

Across time, there will be a day when you will appear by my side.

Su Chengyi turned around, leaned on the railing, and looked at the four people who were still fighting on the mahjong table.

Lin Tong and He Wufei's skills are not good, but they are still much stronger than Xu Yang, Han Bing began to get serious, and from time to time he commanded Chu Tianmian how to win.

Lin Zhiwan, who was alone on the side, sat quietly for a while, and was suddenly attracted by the guitar placed in the corner, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the strings, and quickly retracted her hand.

Su Chengyi pushed open the balcony door and walked in, and asked with a smile:

"Want to try it?"

Lin Zhiwan shook her head, but her eyes flashed with hope.

"Want to hear it?"

Su Chengyi changed his words.

Lin Zhiwan was about to nod, and the sound of mahjong being pushed down and shuffled rang out.

It is too difficult to listen to a guitar in this environment, Su Chengyi plucked the strings and gave up the idea for the time being.

Lin Tong glanced at the two people in the corner, and suddenly clapped his hands and thought of something important.

"Mr. Yi, I bought the Spring Festival couplets when I came today, blank, you can write them!"

"Huh?"

Su Chengyi was a little surprised, the last time he wrote the Spring Festival couplets was when his grandfather didn't die, he led him to write it.

At that time, he was still young, and his handwriting was not good-looking, but he was still pasted at the door by his grandfather, showing off when he met people.

After many years, I stood in front of the two red Spring Festival couplets again, and my mood was a little complicated.

Chu Tianmian unscrewed the ink jug and waited for him to write expectantly.

"Su Chengyi, have you thought of what to write?"

"No, think about it?"

Su Chengyi shook his head, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, dipped in ink and stopped writing.

"Don't write about the corny stuff."

Han Bing made an opinion.

Su Chengyi pondered for a long time, and wrote with a pen and ink:

"The Ming Dynasty treats the Ming Dynasty as the Ming Dynasty."

Every time he wrote a word, the person next to him followed along.

"What, limerick!"

Obviously, for this uplink, the representative of the small class is not very satisfied.

But his handwriting is really good-looking, and his gestures are shocking and smooth.

"Where's the next link?"

Chu Tianmian took another piece of Spring Festival couplet paper and carefully smoothed the corners.

"Downlink."

Su Cheng thought about it and hooked the corners of his mouth.

"I just want to sleep freely."

The tip of the pen is a perfect finish.

"Whew-"

There was a sudden commotion all around.

Chu Tianmian's ears turned red instantly, and he raised his eyes to stare at him.

"Don't write like that!! How can you post it like this! ”

So under the protest that Miss Chu was too shy, Su Chengyi rewrote a couplet.

Everyone came to the door and pasted the Spring Festival couplets together.

"Be careful not to post the order backwards!"

"Don't roll up this side."

"Where's the horizontal batch?"

After the completion of the work, everyone was very satisfied and admired for a long time, and then took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Shanglian: Ming Dynasty Ming Dynasty Ming Dynasty Ming Dynasty Ming Dynasty.

Downlink: I only wish you all the gentlemen to be free.

Horizontal batch: Good times are good every year!

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Today is Chinese New Year's Eve!

Huaiyu pillow wind is here, I wish you all a happy new year!!

Thank you all for your follow-up and support throughout this year! Thank you so much!

In 2024, everyone should have a smooth sail and a smooth ride!! Shun Shun Shun Shun Shun !!

Thank you for the book friend power, the only god bishop, the book friend tail number 3222, tail number 7917 for the tip!

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