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After the New Year's Eve dinner, the family sits on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Mu Qingyang has never been interested in these things, and this year he is doing his own things with his computer as usual.

Yinglu held a New Year's Eve party on YY, fans, Xiao Yi, and other acquaintances were there. Liu Qiqi found Mu Qingyang and wanted him to go up and show his voice. People expect him to appear.

with someone.

Jiangbei Little Water Turtle: No.Watching the Spring Festival Gala with my family, I can't record anything.

This meant that Wencheng was not there, Liu Qiqi understood.

President: Are you here to listen?It doesn't matter if you talk on the public screen, if it really disappears too completely, your fans won't be able to accept it.

Jiangbei Little Water Turtle: OK.

Mu Qingyang put on a pair of earphones and started YY, now is the time for a new member, nicknamed Eel Gao, Gongyin, evil-looking, can talk, and is cute.Mu Qingyang sent him a few flowers, and the subtitles on the public screen instantly scrolled: "Catch Lao Gong!" Is it nearby too??" "Upstairs Sensitive Force MAX" "Excited!!" "Will the God of sending flowers to Eel Gao be jealous 2333" "The one in front, old Gong Gong will solve it on the bed"

Yinglu_Shangyang: Come here for some soy sauce.happy New Year to all.

Eggao laughed twice on YY, "Senior Shangyang is also happy New Year."

Gongping: "Wait, I seem to have joined some kind of cult." "You in front..." "Where is the master!! You are an old master!" ?? Noble??" "Speak noble! I'm 23333" "I don't think about making radio dramas if I'm always taking the exam, soy sauce is fine, I really miss your voice QAQ" "Ah... a certain fan is also very resentful... ""+1""+10086"

Yinglu_Shangyang: Well, think about it.

Gongping: "Consider = Impossible. This is a proposition, comrades." "Please God" "What is God doing? By the side?" Say a few more words--"

Eel Gao has a good temper. The appearance of Mu Qingyang can be said to have taken his limelight. Seven out of ten sentences in the public screen are greetings to Mu Qingyang. He is not in any mood. He should chat and smile. When it was time to get off the mic, there was a girl on the public screen who asked me to say a few more words, so he really stayed and said a few more words, and talked about his recent work arrangements.

Gongping: "A new drama—looking forward to it!" "The partner is Yangyang? There is no regret in dying!"

Mu Qingyang took the milk tea left for him by Mu Mu on the tea table, and took a sip.

Liu Qiqi is very good at cultivating people, newcomers are not inferior to him at all, regardless of temperament, emotional intelligence and ability.So nothing is irreplaceable, if he leaves, someone will come, and Yinglu will be fine without Shangyang.Besides, the newcomers will also participate in comic exhibition activities, Liu Qiqi should be able to earn a lot through this.

The person on the mic changed, and Mu Qingyang didn't speak again, but kept his account and hung up on YY, and turned his attention to the TV.The shepherd mother and Mu Qingyue were chatting, and the shepherd father was holding milk tea and watching TV dignifiedly. The lights in the house were warm yellow, and everything was fine and cozy.

Just who is missing.

Mu Qingyang's body was warm, but there was a lump in his heart, leaking air.While he was in the warm atmosphere, Wen Cheng was alone in their house.what will he doI can’t watch the Spring Festival Gala, I’m probably at work, or I’m just lying on the sofa watching a documentary.

Mu Qingyang remembered that they hadn't finished the "South Pacific" series they watched together last time. He didn't have as much affection for documentaries as Wencheng did, but he suddenly wanted to watch them.

Mu Qingyang sent Wen Cheng a text message, but Wen Cheng didn't reply.

Father Mu thought of something, and turned his head to talk about things in Mu Qingyang School: "Your teacher...the one who retired is now hospitalized, in our hospital..."

Mu Qingyang put his cell phone back on the coffee table and started talking with Father Mu.

As the time approached zero, the shepherd mother and father became a little tired, and they all leaned on the sofa and squinted their eyes. Mu Qingyang draped a blanket for them, and Mu Qingyue sat on the little lunatic by the sofa and yawned. Looking through the gifts brought by Mu Qingyang on the coffee table, there was a box of handmade white chocolates, and stuffed a few pieces into his mouth.

Mu Qingyang's mobile phone placed on the coffee table vibrated, Mu Qingyang took it, and it showed "Baby Wen".Mu Qingyue glanced at him, then turned back to watch the Spring Festival Gala, the chocolate was chewing loudly.

Mu Qingyang took the mobile phone to the balcony to answer it, and said with a faint smile: "What?"

The other end of Wencheng was not very quiet, and he vaguely heard the official notification sound, Mu Qingyang had a bad feeling, Wencheng's voice came from the receiver, he couldn't see anyone, couldn't see his expression, just listened to the sound , was extraordinarily cold, "Mu Qingyang, let's break up."

Mu Qingyang exhaled, and mist flowed out of his mouth like smoke. He thought his tone should be very calm: "Wencheng, I didn't insist until now to hear you say such things. As long as there is still a little chance ..."

"Seriously," Wen Cheng said in a low and slow voice, with a hint of tenderness, "Let's divide it up. Leave the house to you, don't even think about looking for me. I'll let you be free... You can choose whoever you want in the future, I... I let you go."

Mu Qingyang returned very calmly, with the usual chat tone, "Think clearly." But he turned around and walked back to the room, walking straight to the door, opening and closing the door, and there was a "bang" sound, bringing the The shepherd father and mother were almost sleepy, but no one looked at the door. The shepherd just leaned into the arms of the shepherd father, covering her mouth and nose, and weeping silently.Mu Qingyue stared at the TV, eating the sweet and not greasy chocolate with a blank expression.

It's been a long time, Wen Cheng said.

"very clear."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

At zero o'clock, the sound of firecrackers and fireworks resounded across the sky, and fireworks bloomed one after another in the sky. The sound was disturbing, and there was no way to hide.At this time, there was no one on the road, Mu Qingyang looked calm, got in the car, started driving, all procedures were correct, but the car sped up the moment it drove out of the parking lot, and flew out with a "whoosh".

Amidst the deafening noise, the sharp sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was covered up, and at the same time, the evidence proving that the car owner was crazy was covered up.The road was filled with smoke, and if the windows were open, there might still be a smell of gunpowder smoke.There were a lot of red firecracker chips on the side of the road. Mu Qingyang didn't control well when turning at the intersection, and the car veered towards the sidewalk suddenly. When the rear of the car almost hit the roadside, Mu Qingyang accelerated again, and the car roared twice on the spot , the rear wheels moved quickly on the firecracker chips, causing the red chips to rise and fill the sky.

There was a drunk man sitting by the side of the road, unable to guard against gunpowder smoke and firecrackers, he raised his middle finger at the rear of Mu Qingyang's car in anger, and cursed: "Go to your mother's madness, madman! You deserve it!"

Mu Qingyang looked in the rearview mirror, he couldn't hear it, but he could guess what the other party scolded him.

He's not crazy, he's fine.