I attacked the god of learning

A soft warmth flashed in Jian Xing's eyes.

He thought for a while, stood next to Cheng Xinglin, put his hands together, and said devoutly to the "God of Hot Pot", "I may be one, and I hope Cheng Xinglin will be successful next year, and all wishes will come true—IMO, I will fulfill that wish myself."

The hot pot god responded with gurgling blisters.

Seeing that it was almost burning, Jian Xing took the heat-resistant gloves, picked up the hot pot, passed by the restaurant without stopping, and walked all the way to the living room.

"I also want to eat in the living room." Cheng Xinglin said to Jian Xing.

The ceiling of Jian Xingjia restaurant is more than three meters high, the crystal lamp hangs down, and there is a rotating glass plate in the middle of the disc table.

In addition to being extravagant, it is really huge and spacious.

The two of him and Jian Xing couldn't fill the space. Although the living room was big, but surrounded by sofas and coffee tables, at least it felt a little warm.

"I see." Jian Xing smiled.

When Cheng Xinglin was chopping vegetables just now, he glanced at the dining room several times, and after seeing the dining room, he looked at the living room.

Didn't know what he meant.

Hearing what Jian Xing said, Cheng Xinglin was a little embarrassed.

He was just about to take the induction cooker to hide his embarrassment, but Jian Xing pushed him on the sofa.

"Senior?"

Jian Xing rolled the snack trolley prepared by the butler yesterday to Cheng Xinglin's side.

Picking out a pack of Langwei Xiansai into Cheng Xinglin's arms, Jian Xing said, "From now on, An Anxin can just be a kid waiting for the New Year's Eve dinner."

After saying this, before Jian Xing left, he turned the snack cart across childishly and blocked Cheng Xinglin.

It seemed that a fence was built here so that Cheng Xinglin could not run out.

Cheng Xinglin looked at the snack cart, and finally gave up on going to help.

He hugged the disassembled Langweixian, and saw Jane walking around, and various hot pot dishes were gradually piled up on the table.

In less than half an hour, Jian Xing had piled up all the dishes, and laid out some cooked food that he had bought.

The tea table, about two and a half meters long, was stuffed to the brim.

There is really a feeling of abundance during the Chinese New Year.

The last thing Jian Xing brought was the wine bought in the supermarket in the afternoon.

The two of them were originally the type who would drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk, so they didn't buy a dozen beers to torture their stomachs.

Just bewitched by the supermarket clerk, I bought a bunch of fruity sparkling wine in a mess.

Take it and put it on the table as a drink.

The sun came out in the evening, and the sky outside was orange. On the last day of winter, the warmth of spring was successfully spoiled in advance.

Turn on the TV, and CCTV1 will broadcast the live broadcast before the Spring Festival Gala. The big and small stars are wearing festive clothes, and the background music is a golden snake dancing wildly, full of the flavor of the year.

Jian Xing scalded a piece of hairy belly, and put the first bite in Cheng Xinglin's oil dish full of coriander.

"Happy New Year." Jian Xing put down his belly and raised his glass.

Cheng Xinglin was pouring wine, when he heard this sentence, he also raised his glass and bumped it lightly with Jian Xing's glass.

Cheng Xinglin's eyes were steamed by the heat from the hot pot, and he said softly, "Senior, Happy New Year."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Xinglin picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

The lemon-flavored fruit acid added with honey is no longer obvious, but it still has the aroma of lemon. This glass of wine gives people the feeling that spring has passed and summer has arrived.

this summer……

It should be very memorable.

Cheng Xinglin thought about it, and ate the piece of hairy belly that Jian Xing had scalded for him.

Holding the chopsticks, Jian Xing stared at Cheng Xinglin's lips, saw him gulp down, and smiled calmly.

Before going to the CMO finals last time, Pan Yangwen ate hot pot with him.

Pan Yangwen told him at the time that there was a rule in Chongqing that the first piece of hairy belly could only be eaten by oneself, the only exception was to scald it for the person he liked the most.

This rule must be followed, otherwise it will be bad luck.

Jian Xing, a first prize winner of the CMO, can believe his nonsense that he seems to be trying to steal his belly.

So Jian Xing said calmly at the time: "It turns out that's how it is, and I have finally gained knowledge", then picked up the menu and ordered it very grossly, and directly ate Pan Yangwen's treasure.

At that time, I only felt that Pan Yangwen was talking nonsense.

But today I happened to think about it, I scalded that piece of hairy belly and put it in Cheng Xinglin's bowl, and after watching him finish eating, Jian Xing suddenly thought——

Perhaps, Chongqing really has this rivers and lakes rules.

The first piece of hairy belly can only be eaten by the person you like the most.

·

It was a veiled confession that the first piece of hairy belly was given to someone he liked, although Cheng Xinglin was completely unaware of it.

He felt that the meal was quite bland.

Of course, plainness is a blessing.

After all, if Jian Xing really came to perform for him: Come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you.

That's really creepy...

Cheng Xinglin stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables in the water mist surrounding the hot pot, and let the water mist mix with the hot pot aroma to wrap him and Jian Xing, and then smoke them into exactly the same spicy hot pot flavor.

It feels warm enough just to share this taste.

Cheng Xinglin opened his belly to eat contentedly, scalded a bunch of vegetables in a mess, and the time was approaching eight o'clock.

Cheng Xinglin had almost eaten, leaned against the sofa cushions, and began to stare at the TV in a daze.

There are many boys and girls as young as them on the TV.

I don't know what started, the age of the stars began to gradually decrease, and some stars were even younger than him.

I don't know which is harder, studying in school or going to the entertainment industry.

Cheng Xinglin was in a daze thinking about these things that had nothing to do with him.

Just as the interview was finally over and the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala began, Cheng Xinglin's phone rang.

His mobile phone was far away, so he was lazy and turned over on the sofa to reach the mobile phone.

Opened it and found that it was a video invitation from Huangmao.

Cheng Xinglin accepted the video invitation, Huang Mao was the first to bounce out his iconic yellow hair.

Then came the excited pimple face: "Boss, Happy New Year!!"

"Happy New Year." Seeing Huang Mao so alive and kicking, Cheng Xinglin couldn't help being in a good mood.

"Everyone is happy, everyone is happy. Has the boss eaten the New Year's Eve dinner? You won't be celebrating the Spring Festival alone tonight, right?"

"No." Cheng Xinglin turned his phone around and showed Huang Mao, "At the senior's house."

"Fuck, God Jane, fuck, you——" Huang Mao rubbed his head, seemingly shocked.

He was shocked for a while before finally recovering, and finally said: "...Then God Jane, happy new year to you too."

"Happy New Year." Seeing Huang Mao's reaction, Jian Xing couldn't help laughing. In order to avoid Huang Mao's embarrassment, he took the initiative to find a topic, "What about you? Have you eaten the New Year's Eve dinner? Where are you celebrating the New Year?"

"Eat it, it's made by our back kitchen." Speaking of this, Huang Mao is not sleepy, "I will celebrate the Chinese New Year at Haidilao tonight, and 70.00% of the New Year's turnover will be shared by our shop assistants. Everyone is full of energy full!"

Seeing Huang Mao so energetic, Cheng Xinglin felt relieved.

After chatting for a while, Huang Mao was going to perform ramen noodles for the guests who came tonight, so he hung up the phone.

Cheng Xinglin held the phone in a daze for a while, then leaned over to Jian Xing and said, "Senior, let's call other friends."

I don't know if Jian Xing has many friends, but hurry up and finish the New Year's greetings now, and when the New Year's Eve comes, no one should bother her.

Cheng Xinglin planned carefully.

Prepare to quietly plan a twelve o'clock with only him and Jian Xing.

Seeing the eagerness in Cheng Xinglin's eyes, Jian Xing smiled: "Okay."

As he spoke, he began to flip through his address book.

After confirming a murder target, Jian Xing made a video call to him.

The person answered the phone very quickly, but the expression on the phone was very vigilant - in a sense, it didn't look like he had received a call from a friend.

On the contrary, he is indifferent to fraud/fraud/criminal.

"Happy New Year." Jian Xing said to him.

"...Hello, are you Jian Xing? Didn't your account get hacked? I mean two meanings: information technology and body and soul." Lin Dong hesitated.

No wonder Lin Dong hesitated.

When did they have the time to call each other during the Spring Festival? ? ?

If it wasn't for the bad video, he would have suspected that the trick was updated.

"No." Jian Xing smiled, turned the camera, and photographed Cheng Xinglin, "Brother Lin asked me to call."

Winter: "..."

He got it.

In ancient times, there was a drunken man who didn't want to drink alcohol, but today, the idea of ​​simplicity is not to wish him a happy new year.

Showing affection, right? This person called specifically to show affection, right?

That is indeed.

Originally, this kind of call should be made to Pan Yangwen, but Pan Yangwen is not alone now, he didn't know who to show to whom, so he changed to another person to kill.

Seeing Jian Xing's satisfied expression, Lin Dong was about to drop the phone when Cheng Xinglin turned his head, saw Lin Dong, and waved to him: "Lin Dong, Happy New Year."

Lin Dong gritted his teeth and smiled: "Happy New Year..."

So, Cheng Xinglin called to wish his friends a happy new year.

Jian Xing called on the grounds of wishing his friends a happy New Year, but actually just wanted to show off that he and Cheng Xinglin were together for the New Year, and the action lasted until past eleven o'clock in the evening.

All available calls have been made.

One hour left.

Enough time for them to put their dishes in the dishwasher and wait for a new year to come.

Cheng Xinglin and Jian Xing went to take a bath respectively. At 11:30, they continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala in the living room and watch the year.

There is still half an hour.

Cheng Xinglin glanced at the clock, in the background sound of the Spring Festival Gala

As time progressed, Cheng Xinglin didn't think of what to say, but Jian Xing's cell phone rang.

Jian Xing took a look and answered the phone: "Hello, Mom..."

...It's my mother's phone number.

Only then did Cheng Xinglin realize that he was secretive and sparse. Although friends could finish the phone call at the previous time, relatives must occupy this time period.

After all, they are just friends in name.

Cheng Xinglin sat next to Jian Xing, lowered his head and played with the remote control, with an expectation in his heart that he knew was impossible——

I hope that Jian Xing's parents can make a long story short and finish it before twelve o'clock.

however.

Time moved forward bit by bit, but Jian Xing didn't intend to put down the phone at all.

He had very little time to speak, and mostly just listened in silence.

In the quiet environment, Cheng Xinglin sat at one end of the sofa, staring at the electronic clock.

The electronic clock showed that it was 23:58:30.

In a minute and a half, it's New Years Eve.

Cheng Xinglin stared at the beating seconds, and the moment it returned to zero, Jian Xing's eyes also turned sideways.

He glanced at the integer of 23 minutes and 59 seconds, and said to the phone: "Mom and Dad, it's twelve o'clock, happy new year."

"Oh, it's already here?" A voice came from the other side, "Happy New Year, son, I wish you all the best and get what you want."

"I wish you good health and all the best."

After saying this, Jian Xing hung up the phone and threw the phone aside.

23 minutes 59 seconds 17 minutes.

Jian Xing glanced at Cheng Xinglin, who was wearing pajamas at one end of the sofa and was looking at him with his collarbone exposed, and sat a little closer to him.

The distance between them shortens.

Jian Xing sat next to Cheng Xinglin with a punch to his side, took a serious look at him, and then said, "Cheng Xinglin."

"Senior..."

"We have experienced many things this year, but when we think about it carefully, they are all good things." Jian Xing said to him, "I think it is the best thing to get to know you and get to know you."

"Happy New Years means, I hope the first full year I'm about to spend with you, we'll all be very, very happy."

"also wish."

Jian Xing raised his left hand and made a fist with four fingers, leaving only the little finger slightly hooked.

He raised his finger and said seriously to Cheng Xinglin: "From now on, we will be together every year."

As soon as the voice fell, the time belonging to seconds returned to zero again.

It's twelve o'clock, and the new year is coming as promised.

There was a huge piercing sound outside, followed by the sound of fireworks unfolding.

Countless fireworks bloomed in the sky outside.

Through the window, both of them are shining brightly.

Cheng Xinglin raised his hand and hooked Jian Xing's thumb together.

The chill of winter outside could not be replaced by the warmth of spring, but the slightly raised fingers were extraordinarily warm.

Spring has arrived indoors.

"Every year, every year, we are together."

·

After New Year's Eve, King Juan began to live and die again.

Among them, Jian Juan Wang was in Chongqing until the fifth day of the fifth day, so he packed up and went to other places.

Cheng Xinglin still lives at his house, but he will go back to school as soon as he can go in.

In this paper, Wang Xingxing got a good score of 712 in the preliminary examination for the start of school.

Finally ranked among the top five in the grade.

The day when the rankings were announced, the spring was bright and beautiful, and the spring in the mountain city really came.

After reading the rankings, Cheng Xinglin put his schoolbag on his back and left without joy or sadness.

Seeing his handsome back, the class monitor next to him sighed a little tired: "No, go to self-study again?"

Under the cherry blossom tree that had just sprouted in their school, Cheng Xinglin turned around and shook his head: "No."

Cheng Xinglin laughed: "Today is to celebrate the senior's birthday."