In the evening, the adults were all chatting and playing mahjong, only Zhao Yu moved a small bench and sat in front of the TV, counting the numbers on the program list, waiting for Shen Juan to appear.
He appeared on the stage with several seniors in the circle, performing a singing program.
In fact, there were not many close-up shots of him. Zhao Yu pointed his mobile phone at the TV screen to capture several times, but the shots were blurred, and finally deleted them silently.
After the performance, another station interviewed in the background of the broadcast.
Zhao Yu switched channels to watch the interview again.
When it was tuned in, the senior performing on the same stage was being interviewed on the screen, and Shen Juanyi, who was standing beside him, was smiling and talking to the staff behind him, with raised eyebrows.
After a while, it was his turn.
The host said: "Let's wish the audience in front of the TV a new year."
The young man was wearing a red suit, handsome and handsome, with well-groomed makeup and hair, not as out of place as in the usual event video, smiling and waving at the camera: "Hi everyone, my name is Shen Junyi, I wish you all a new year Be happy, be healthy, and make your wishes come true!"
The host introduced a few words about his works, and then asked with a smile: "I heard that you made a wish to go to the Spring Festival Gala before, and now that your wish has come true, what is your next wish?"
Shen Juanyi: "I hope to continue to attend the Spring Festival Gala next year."
Everyone around couldn't help laughing, only Zhao Yu in front of the TV felt a little sad.
The interview ended in less than a minute, and Zhao Yu switched channels to continue watching the Spring Festival Gala, but then his interest faded. When it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, she took out her mobile phone and clicked on the SMS bar.
The chat with Shen Junyi still stayed on the day when the college entrance examination ended.
She stared at the screen for a long time, until the clock pointed to 11:59, and finally wrote a long blessing:
—Firecrackers are ringing, the New Year is here, text messages arrive with greetings, and blessings in my heart are also sent! Xiaoyu is here to wish you a happy new year, good health, success in the coming year, and a better career!
A text message that looked like a group text message was actually only sent to him.
The countdown starts on the TV.
When the count reached one, the New Year's bell rang, and Zhao Yu pressed the send button on time. Obviously just sent a blessing message, but the roots of her ears are already burning red.
The girl's unspeakable thoughts were hidden in this blessing message, and she flew into the distance.
The early morning of New Year's Eve is also very lively, with constant traffic on the street.
Shen Juanyi was stuck in traffic, sleeping in the nanny's car. Just after twelve o'clock, countless New Year's wishes poured into his mobile phone, and the car vibrated continuously.
The assistant held the phone and said, "It's all New Year's greetings."
Shen Juanyi had too many trips recently, and hadn't slept well for a long time, so he closed his eyes sleepily and said, "Read it for me."
The assistant read it to him one by one, and after reading it, he dictated the reply, and the assistant typed it for him and sent it.
Usually the other party just sends "Happy New Year and everything goes well", and he just needs to reply "Happy New Year", but when he read Zhao Yu's message, the assistant just laughed.
After Shen Juanyi listened, she was silent for a while: "It kind of rhymes... Wait a minute and think about how to reply to this."
The assistant said: "This looks like a group post, just reply with a Happy New Year."
Shen Juanyi: "That won't work, it seems that I am so uneducated."
So half an hour later, Zhao Yu, who was holding his phone eagerly, finally waited for Shen Juanyi's reply:
——The New Year is here, and the blessings are here. Junyi wishes to say hello to you. I wish you good health and a good life, good academic performance, good mood, good luck and good luck, and happiness and good luck always surround you!
Zhao Yu: "..."
Wuwuwu what, after editing for so long, he just copied a mass New Year greeting message to perfuse her!
What would happen if I sent her a sincere "Happy New Year"!
Zhao Yu angrily threw away his phone and went to sleep.
On the first day of the new year, relatives began to visit each other.
The Jiang family doesn't have many relatives here, and most of them moved to Shanghai in their early years. Zhao Yu didn't have to deal with the series of greetings from the elders, so it was a lot easier. Apart from eating and playing at home, he just went next door to talk to Grandma Shen.
Grandma Shen said that Shen Juan wanted to finish work and would be back in a few days.
Zhao Yu was a little nervous.
Are you about to meet? I haven't seen you for so many years, what do you say after seeing you? Will he still treat himself as the neighbor's little sister
Why don't we see each other
But I still want to see him a little bit, want to talk to him...
Zhao Yu was so entangled that he twisted into a worm on the bed.
At night, when the family was sitting in the living room watching TV and chatting, there was a sudden noise outside, and the sound of chaotic footsteps was especially loud in the alley at night.
Zhao Yu heard Xiao Luo, the nurse at Grandma Shen's house, with sharp ears.
Jiang Lei worried: "Don't be a thief, right? Jiang Yu, go and have a look."
Jiang Yu got up and went out, Zhao Yu quickly jumped off the sofa and put on his shoes: "I'm going too!"
When they walked outside the door, the movement had subsided, and the nurse was standing at the door cursing something, Jiang Yu asked, "What's the matter? What's wrong?"
The nurse replied: "A group of people squatted at the door to secretly take pictures, it's okay, they have already left."
Jiang Yu frowned and looked in the direction of the alley, and said to Zhao Yu in a low voice: "I don't know if it's fans or paparazzi, these people are really sick, they're celebrating Chinese New Year, what are you doing here to disturb the old man?"
Zhao Yu was also a little angry, and said to the nurse, "Sister Luo, call us if you need anything."
Ronaldinho responded repeatedly.
Back in the living room, Jiang Yu told the story, and Zhao Kangning said with emotion: "It's not easy to be a star." He glanced at Zhao Yu, sighed and joked on purpose: "Hey, when Yao'er becomes famous in the future, we will still Let's move."
Zhao Yu with his arms akimbo: "Comrade Jiang Lei, I want to report that Comrade Zhao Kangning secretly smoked in the small garden today!"
Jiang Lei slapped her husband with a sharp eye.
Zhao Kangning: "..."
In the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Yu finished his daily training and was about to take a shower when the phone on the bed vibrated wildly.
It was Lin Zhinan who called.
As soon as Zhao Yu answered the phone and said "Hello", he heard an excited and shocked voice: "Have you seen the trending search! Shen Juanyi's girlfriend has been exposed! Take them home for the New Year!"
Zhao Yu: "???"
There was a bad feeling in her heart.
Quickly click on Weibo, the most searched entry is "Shen Juanyi's mysterious girlfriend", followed by a hot word.
The photo was obviously taken secretly, with only a back view.
It was obvious that it was a girl, wearing fluffy slippers, walking into the courtyard gate of Grandma Shen Junyi's house, carrying a red plastic bag for household use in her hand.
Very lifelike dress.
The news broke that this is Shen Junyi's mysterious girlfriend who has been staying at his grandma's house during the Chinese New Year. Someone revealed Shen Juanyi's itinerary. He will be flying to Hangzhou tomorrow morning. It is obvious that he is here to see his girlfriend.
Zhao Yu looked left and right, and felt that the fluffy slippers and red plastic bag looked so fucking familiar.
Isn't this fucking me? ?
Yesterday, a relative brought a box of Red Fuji apples, which are soft and suitable for the elderly. Zhao Yu packed ten of them in a bag and gave them to Grandma Shen.
Was it photographed?
Shen Juanyi has a lot of traffic and popularity, once anything involving him will be circulated by the marketing account, netizens are also keen to eat his melons. From the time the photo came out to now, the rumors have been spreading loudly and vividly, and the hot searches are all calling him disqualified as an idol.
Zhao Yu looked at the phone in a daze.
She was stunned for a while, then quickly sent a message to Lin Yi: Yiyi, did you see the trending searches? Don't believe it's fake!
Lin Yi: Of course I don't believe it! Brother will not do things that destroy his future! He promised fans that he would do a good job in his career! Rubbish Huachang, why haven't you come out to refute the rumors! But who is that girl? relative
Zhao Yu didn't dare to tell her that it was him...
Fortunately, there was only a blurry figure from her back, so no one recognized her.
Hua Chang quickly issued a statement, explaining that it was only a neighbor who brought a gift to visit the New Year. I hope everyone will not spread rumors. He also issued a serious warning and severe condemnation to those who secretly took pictures, and called on everyone not to disturb the elderly.
Zhao Yu was so angry that he remembered the group of people squatting at the door to secretly take pictures last night.
Although the company refuted the rumors, not everyone believed it. Shen Junyi's scandal with a backup dancer was still being clung to by black fans.
The summit is high and the wind and snow are even greater.
This undoubtedly had a bad influence on him.
Zhao Yu died of guilt.
Obviously she was already very careful, why did she still get him into trouble.
There were waves of heated discussions on the Internet, and he must have been devastated. Could it be that he... thinks she is very annoying.
He will be back tomorrow.
Grandma Shen said yesterday that when he comes back, we will make dumplings together.
If it was secretly photographed again, it would be even more difficult to explain.
The discussion on this matter on the Internet is still going on, Zhao Yu has already packed his luggage and left Hangzhou overnight.
Her vacation was only two days away, and it was better to go back to the company for training early than to stay there and continue to cause trouble for him.
Beijing is colder than Hangzhou.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when she got off the plane. Jiang Yu helped her contact the driver she knew in advance. He was loading luggage into the trunk when the phone rang.
She thought it was her mother calling, so she swiped open and said "Hello".
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the other end: "Hello, Xiao Yu?"
Zhao Yu froze in place, the night wind and snow poured into her neckline, making her shiver with cold.
Shen Juan didn't receive a response, so he called out again: "Hello, is it Xiao Yu?"
Zhao Yu took a deep breath slowly, and finally spoke after controlling his voice in a normal tone: "Well, it's me."
She got in the car, and after closing the door, his voice became clearer in her ears, "I just finished work, did you see the things on today's hot search? Sorry to trouble you."
Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer for a while.
Why apologize to her.
Obviously she was the one who got him into trouble.
The smiling one seemed to have no effect on him today: "I'm going back to Hangzhou tomorrow. Grandma said that I want to make dumplings with you. The stuffing is ready."
Zhao Yumo was silent, and his voice deliberately kept natural, sounding a little indifferent: "I've already gone back to school."
Shen Juanyi was a little surprised, "So fast?" He said regretfully, "I also want to see if you have grown taller. Grandma said that you have changed a lot."
In words, she seemed to be the neighbor's little sister who followed him around back then.
Who would like a follower!
Zhao Yu was too desperate.
The script given to her by the gods was clearly a childhood sweetheart's play, but she forcibly acted it into a plot of a brother and sister follower!
What the hell was I doing when I was a child! ! !
The author has something to say:
"If I could do it all over again, I would beat myself up"