After becoming a pianist, I and the actress HE became

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Fu Qingqing was serious: "I'm afraid you won't be able to practice the piano well at home alone, you will have an art test soon."

Yin Ci:?

Does she still need others to watch her practice?

The snow started to fall again, fluttering and fluttering in front of the street lamps, fell on the car glass, and was swept away bit by bit by the wipers.Fu Qingqing was driving on the road with low beams on, watching the snowflakes flying in front of him.

"What's the test date?"

"November 2."

"That's very fast..." Fu Qingqing narrowed her eyes, "Come on and practice."

Yin Ci nodded: "Yes, I know."

"I guess this year will be a little rushed... But it doesn't matter, you will have a good year after you take the entrance examination for the God Music University."

Fu Qingqing looked at the street lamp in front of him and muttered to himself: "I can also take you to my house for the New Year..."

For a moment, Yin Ci thought he heard it wrong: "What? Whose house are you going to celebrate the New Year?"

Fu Qingqing stretched her neck: "However, seeing that the atmosphere of New Year's Eve celebration between you and the dean is quite good, I feel relieved."

Yin Ci quietly looked at the road ahead, but his mood suddenly took seven or eight turns.

Yin Ci and her brothers and sisters have no parents. Because they grew up together in the Angel Orphanage, they all regard the Orphanage as their home and refer to their unrelated friends as brothers and sisters.Yin Ci spent every year with the dean like this, but he didn't think it was a big deal.But the dean often told them this:

——When you have your own home and people you can reunite with, you don't need to come here again.At that time, you really left the orphanage and became independent people.

Yin Ci slowly retracted his head into his down jacket. When Fu Qingqing turned his head to look, he felt that there was a snowball on the co-pilot.

I thought I was going to live alone at night...

She spoke slowly: "We made dumplings together, and ate dumplings with the dean...it feels pretty good..."

"The dumplings we ate together are really good."

Yin Ci turned to look at her: "Have you eaten dumplings tonight?"

Fu Qingqing smiled: "Of course."

After thinking about it, she added: "It's stuffed with three delicacies."

"Ha, we brought a lot of meat, so all we ate were stuffed with meat!"

"That's great, I also want to eat dumplings filled with meat..."

The car drove into the familiar neighborhood, and they went upstairs together and turned on the lights in the room.

"Want to watch the Spring Festival Gala?"

"It doesn't matter whether you look at it or not..."

Fu Qingqing turned on the TV in the living room: "I'm going to take a shower first, you can watch it first."

Yin Ci sat cross-legged on the sofa, and there were some singers singing and dancing on the TV screen, and he took a closer look at a few old acquaintances.Listening to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom and watching the bright colors on the TV, Yin Ci suddenly felt that this experience was quite amazing.

This seems to be the first time someone has celebrated New Year's Eve with me since I was an adult.

After Fu Qing took a bath and changed into pajamas, Yin Ci sat up straight and said, "Didn't our family post Spring Festival couplets or blessing characters?"

Fu Qingqing thought for a while: "Indeed."

Yin Ci stood up: "This is the Spring Festival! There must be a sense of ritual!"

"But there are no Spring Festival couplets here..."

Yin Ci took out a roll of red paper from under the desk in her bedroom. It was originally bought to write to Dean Lu in the orphanage, because she bought an extra sheet and put it at home.She folded the paper in half and tore it into two long strips and a square in a short while.Yin Ci tore off the inexplicable red title page in a piano textbook again: "There are also such horizontally written papers!"

Fu Qingqing looked at her series of operations a little inexplicably: "Are you going to... write it now?"

Yin Ci nodded: "You know how to write."

Fu Qingqing played the role of the queen in the Gongdou opera before, and that queen liked to practice calligraphy when she had nothing to do.At that time, Fu Qingqing specially learned brush calligraphy, and even posted photos of her practice on Weibo.

Yin Ci squeezed the ink into a small saucer, and added a little water: "The focus is thick and light? I don't understand this very well. If there is too much water, you can squeeze two more drops of ink."

Fu Qingqing took the brush and hesitated for a moment: "I haven't written for a long time..."

"It's okay! Just write and finish!"

Under Yin Ci's earnest gaze, Fu Qingqing took up the pen and wrote the word "Fu" first.Looking at the strokes and strokes, it looks like that. Yin Ci couldn't understand the tricks in calligraphy, so he picked it up and looked at it and nodded: "It's pretty good! Let's write it like this!"

Fu Qingqing then spread out the two long strips of red paper, thought for a while, and wrote: The sound of the zither circles around the beams to fold gold and osmanthus in the Toad Palace, and the pen moves like a dragon and a snake like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate.

The horizontal batch is: the future is boundless.

Yin Ci picked up the Spring Festival couplets written by Fu Qingqing and read them again: "This...is the couplets used in the Spring Festival couplets?"

Fu Qingqing put down the brush: "I don't know, but I can wish you success in the exam."

Yin Ci was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, let's post it like this."

At zero o'clock, a group of people were sending New Year's greeting messages in groups, and various celebrities also sent regular New Year greetings on Weibo.Although Yin Ci has not been open for a long time, he still posted on Weibo during the New Year.It didn't have much content, but she took a picture of the dumplings made in the orphanage, and sent a copy with a copy of "Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old symbols".

Although the time was set long ago, Yin Ci didn't sleep at this time. She thought about it for a while and asked Fu Qingqing, "How much red envelopes do you usually give to your managers and assistants?"

Fu Qingqing turned to look at her: "Do you want to give Su Yaoyao a red envelope?"

"Yes," Yin Ci nodded, "Sister Su has done all the work of the agent and assistant, and I am very grateful to her for helping me."

"That's really a big red envelope..." Fu Qingqing said a few numbers for Yin Ci to look at for reference, and finally Yin Ci transferred a red envelope to Su Yaoyao's account.

Seeing Yin Ci send red envelopes to Su Yaoyao, Fu Qingqing also took out his mobile phone: "Thinking about it, I have to give red envelopes to outstanding employees too..."

After handing out the red envelopes, they went to bed.When I woke up the next morning, the social software news 99+ was full of all kinds of New Year's greetings, and Su Yaoyao even sent a series of texts, probably because I was too excited after receiving the red envelope to post so many words at once.Yin Ci got up to brush his teeth and wash his face to reply one by one, as if this was the feeling of the first day of the new year.

She casually clicked on Weibo and took a look. Fans had already sent New Year greetings under her latest Weibo and in Chaohua.She took a look at the blessing microblogs of several other well-known artists, and they were either posting dumplings, blessing characters or Spring Festival couplets, which were similar.Yin Ci frowned when he saw Fu Qingqing's New Year's Eve Weibo at zero o'clock.

@Fu Qingqing: I also want to eat dumplings.

Yin Ci had a question mark on his face: Didn't she eat dumplings?Or three fresh stuffing?

It's even more outrageous to turn it forward again. Fu Qingqing even posted a picture of her making dumplings at home at seven o'clock last night.

Not only Yin Ci, but fans also asked questions: "Haven't you eaten this?"

——Could it be that Qingqing didn't eat enough dumplings?

——My house has dumplings, come to my house to eat!

——I can go to my sister's house to cook it now!

——I’m going to learn how to make dumplings with my mother right away...

——Boldly guess, does Qingqing not like that stuffed dumpling?Want to eat another stuffing?

——…

When she came out of the bathroom after washing, she saw Fu Qingqing sitting on the sofa: "I should be eating dumplings this morning."

However, when they came back last night, they didn't think about making dumplings at all.Yin Ci poked around in the refrigerator and found a bag of quick-frozen dumplings: "This is the only one left. Let me see... it's still stuffed with pork and cabbage."

Fu Qingqing nodded: "Alright."

So Yin Ci boiled a pot of boiling water, and while waiting for the water to boil, she unwrapped the quick-frozen dumplings.All the dumplings were frozen together and fell on the table with a "bang bang" sound.

"It's so cold..."

Yin Ci tapped the dumplings that were as frozen as bricks with the back of a knife, so that they could be separated, so that they could be put into the pot to cook.Watching the water boil, Yin Ci carefully slid two dumpling bricks in, watching the boiling water calm down suddenly, and the ice cubes melted bit by bit in the boiling water.

When the quick-frozen dumplings are cooked, they have a cheap aroma, greasy, simple and crude, but very attractive.Yin Ci sprinkled some salt in the water, worried that the quick-frozen dumplings would be boiled, so he turned the heat to low, covered the lid and cooked slowly.

Fu Qingqing took out two plates and put them on the dining table, and leaned over to watch Yin Ci cook the dumplings.Yin Ci opened the lid from time to time and pushed the dumplings away from the bottom with a shovel to prevent any of them from sticking to the bottom of the pot.

Seeing the whitish dumplings gradually becoming crystal clear, Yin Ci turned off the fire.

"It should be ripe."

"Let me come to Sheng."

Fu Qingqing took the colander and plate, and put the cooked dumplings in.Yin Ci took two small plates, poured vinegar into them, and took two pairs of chopsticks and waited at the table.

"Eat."

The quick-frozen dumplings are all well-proportioned in length, and the round edges cut out are almost exactly the same as the pleats made by the machine.However, Yin Ci still thought that the dumplings were delicious, and he took a bite of the juicy dumplings, leaving a mouthful of fragrance.

Fu Qingqing also looked delicious: "On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, I should eat dumplings with my family."

Yin Ci nodded: "Indeed. But the orphanage seldom eats dumplings on the morning of New Year's Day. Usually, they eat together once on New Year's Eve, and the next morning will be a normal breakfast on New Year's Day."

After all, conditions do not allow it.And it is very laborious to make so many dumplings in advance, so it is impossible to make them often.

But this year I don’t know, there are quite a lot of children who can help, maybe what about the dumplings they ate together this morning?

"Huh... so hot, so hot..."

"Eat slowly, don't worry," Fu Qingqing saw that Yin Ci was almost burned, "There is still time to practice the piano after eating."

Yin Ci nodded, and ate the dumplings in small bites.

Fu Qingqing got up and poured her a glass of cold water: "Drink something cold to cool down, don't burn yourself."

"OK……"

Yin Ci took two sips of water, and the two continued to eat dumplings.

The new year has officially begun.

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