It turned out that neither Li Zhao nor Yan Ting had the talent for making dumplings.
Seeing that the two of them rolled the dumpling skins so that they were thick on one side and thin on the other, round or square, she had to take over the heavy task of rolling out the dumpling skins and let the two take the filling and wrap them.
The dumplings made by the two of them are ugly, but the style is ugly and the level is ugly.
Mr. Li's dumplings are fat and big, and he can't wait to wrap two dumplings in one dumpling skin.
The dumplings made by Mr. are flat and dry, and I can't wait to split the filling of one dumpling into five packets.
Alas, I don't know if I thought my family was short of meat, so I saved it like this when making dumplings.
The dumplings were wrapped in seven, seven, eight, eight, and the freshness of the two had passed. They washed the flour on their faces and hands and changed into clean clothes. Li Zhao played games with the tablet, and Yan Ting drove the notebook that Li Zhao gave him to handle work. .
The sky was getting dark, and Li Zhao was laughed at by Radish Head in the fifth grade of elementary school because he behaved too badly in the game. He quit the game and turned to look out the window: "It's getting dark."
Yan Ting looked up at him: "Hungry?"
"No, today we're going to turn on the TV and watch the Spring Festival Gala." Throwing the tablet aside, Li Zhao turned on the TV. It was just after seven o'clock, and National Channel 1 was still broadcasting the news.
During the Spring Festival, even the news broadcast was full of joy. The hostess wore a red suit, which was very suitable for the occasion.
"When the Spring Festival is approaching, the reporter visited many citizens on the street and listened to their blessings for the Spring Festival."
"Reunion, everything comes true."
"Happy family, happy and healthy."
"Guotai and Min'an are prosperous."
"Huh?!!" When Li Zhao saw his face, it appeared on the news network for two or three seconds, and he was stunned for half a minute.
"Courtyard!!!"
This violent shout made Yan Ting type the wrong line of data.
"I'm on the news broadcast!" Li Zhao danced with joy: "It's the news broadcast!"
Seeing that he was happy like a dog, Yan Ting put the notebook in a safe place, fearing that he would lose control of his emotions and break the notebook.
"I can brag for a lifetime!" Li Zhao wanted to roll around on the sofa, but his ecstasy had nowhere to vent, so he could only rush over and hug Yan Ting's neck: "Wait, I'll let the editor in the studio put the Make a moving picture in seconds, and keep it for my descendants to see!"
descendants
Yan Ting's eyes were dark, he looked down at Li Zhao's hand on his neck: "You don't need to trouble others with small things, I'll help you make animations."
"By the way, in those few seconds of video, you showed half of your face." Li Zhao's excitement has not yet passed: "We will all brag in the future, rounding up, we are the good buddies identified by the news network seal."
Yan Ting lowered his eyelids slightly: "Even decades later, everyone knows that you are by my side."
"What?" Li Zhao didn't hear what Yan Ting said.
"I mean," Yan Ting said slowly, "everyone knows that we are close brothers, and I'm very happy."
"I'm happy too."
When Li Zhaochao spoke, a fan cautiously sent a message.
"I watched the news broadcast with my parents just now, and found a passerby who was interviewed who looked like our cubs."
Afraid that other fans would see this news and say that their pear fans had paranoia, the little fans were very careful in their words, for fear that a wrong word would cause trouble for their own cubs.
"Silent +1, I almost screamed at the time, and the eyes exposed outside the mask were really exactly the same as our cubs."
"I didn't dare to say it just now, but I think it really seems to be our cub."
"The boy next to the masked brother with only half of his face exposed is extremely handsome. When the masked brother was talking, I noticed that his eyes were always looking at the masked brother."
"I-I thought of the local tyrant good buddies that Zaizai said."
"Don't guess, let other families see it, and take the opportunity to blackmail our cubs, don't go out and talk about it."
"I understand the truth, but why is the mask boy so cub-like?"
Some fans deliberately took a screenshot and put it in the super talk. The national station has a unified name for the passers-by interviewed, that is, enthusiastic citizens, but the face of the mask boy obviously slaps other enthusiastic citizens.
"Not only does it look alike, but it also sounds alike."
"If the handsome guy who only shows half of his face is really a local tyrant, I think I may join a cult."
"The CP fans upstairs are self-respecting. I'm still not sure that the mask boy is Zhaozhao. Don't talk nonsense to Zhaozhao."
Luo Rong was spending the Spring Festival with his wife and children at home when he suddenly received a text message from Li Zhao, saying that he was on the news network, which made Luo Rong sweat.
Is this a violation of the law, or is there some major accident
The entire work team's WeChat group was taken aback, they really didn't want to work overtime on New Year's Eve!
When Li Zhao posted a gif of an enthusiastic citizen to the group, everyone fell silent.
Luo Rong stared at this GIF for a full minute before he had to believe that Li Zhao was really lucky. He could meet reporters from China National Channel when he went shopping with his mask on.
Even if you encounter an interview, you can actually be edited into the news network. This is not justified by the blessing of the ancestors.
In this circle, sometimes you have to believe in fate. Artists who can even meet this chance are really destined to be popular.
Someone in the team is asking, do you need to buy a hot search to market it.
Luo Rong: No, everyone is waiting for the show tonight to complain about the Spring Festival Gala. Other news is not as popular as the Spring Festival Gala, so wait a few days.
What's more, even if they don't do marketing, with the eyesight of fans, they can recognize Li Zhao as one of the enthusiastic citizens in the news network.
The pear powder really recognized it, they were both excited and a little... ironic.
Apart from their family Zhaozhao, there are probably no other artists who use this method to appear on the news network.
Probably because they were in a good mood, the silly joy of their cubs almost came out from the screen.
When Song Yu heard that Li Zhao was on the news network, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. While he was complaining about the Spring Festival Gala program on his Weibo account, he sent red envelopes to the employees of the studio on the WeChat group.
After he finished complaining about a show, he came back to watch the WeChat group and found that the focus of the chat had become Li Zhao on the news network.
Why should a small artist like Li Zhao be on the news network
Song Yu didn't believe it, but he dragged the chat record online, and after seeing the moving picture, he was silent.
This is life!
At the beginning, he had a dream of predicting the future, he thought he had a red life, and then reality gave him a few slaps.
what red
Red what
Even if the roles are changed, those who should be red are still red, and those who should be scolded are still scolded. Even if he changed Li Zhao's role without authorization, making Li Zhao's star career different from his dream, but Li Zhao's gradually popular life has not changed.
but…
He stared at the animation carefully for a few times. The person next to Li Zhao should be his friend Yan Ting
In order to ensure that he can grasp the opportunity, Song Yu remembered the content of the dream clearly, and he was sure that the Li Zhao in the dream had no local tyrant friend Yan Ting at all.
In the dream, Li Zhao has filmed a lot of dramas, including the protagonist and supporting roles. He remembers that there was a report in the dream that after "The Domineering Girl" became popular, Li Zhao played the second male lead in a small-budget martial arts drama and broke. Legs still insist on filming.
The time is just before the Spring Festival.
But now Li Zhao not only didn't break his leg, he also played the second male lead in Director Yang's "Song of the Sky", suppressing his own position, and the whole person jumped like a grasshopper.
Thinking of this, Song Yu couldn't help but start to doubt that he could have this dream because God thought that Li Zhao's fate of becoming popular was too bitter, so he asked him to send good luck
All the changes in fate started when he changed the role of Li Zhao and wanted to feed him fat.
The final result is that Li Zhaohong is not fat, and only herself is scolded.
And this Yan Ting, from which corner did he drill out? If Li Zhao in the dream had this local tyrant friend, he wouldn't have to fight for his life in the entertainment industry, right
"Alas, it's none of my business."
Anyway, no matter in the dream or in reality, he can't escape the life of being scolded by the resource coffee and pretending to be a crime.
Let's ask the agent to inquire if Li Zhao has accepted "My Fairy Girlfriend".
In the precognition dream, the show was originally not picked up, but after Li Zhao took over, the show became a mess, and many girls were clamoring to be Li Zhao's girlfriend.
In reality, Li Zhao's star career has changed. If Li Zhao doesn't accept the show, he will pick it up.
This time, he was just picking up the leak, not grabbing Li Zhao's chance, so he shouldn't be revenge by fate... right
Li Zhao didn't know that Song Yu was shivering in front of his fate. He secretly returned to his room at this moment, and put the banknotes he had prepared in the red envelope.
The red envelopes are very large and contain a lot of money. They are bulging like a pregnant woman with a baby.
When he was about to enter Yan Ting's room with a red envelope, he was bumped by the housekeeper in the corridor.
"Shh." Li Zhao put his index finger to his mouth, made a look at the housekeeper, and glanced downstairs secretly, but Yan Ting didn't notice his move.
Three steps and two steps to the door, put the red packet under the pillow.
"Mr. Li, Mr. is an adult." The housekeeper did not miss the three words "New Year's Bag" on the red envelope.
"Who's not a baby anymore." Li Zhao whispered: "If you don't get married, you will be a baby. You can celebrate the New Year with a New Year's bag on your pillow, and there will be no illness or disaster in the new year."
The housekeeper smiled: "So it is."
"Li Zhao?" Yan Ting looked up at the two people standing in the corridor.
"Come on." Li Zhao ran back downstairs and glanced at the time on the wall: "It's almost twelve o'clock." Unfortunately, fireworks are not allowed in Beijing. In my hometown, at this time, it seems like the whole town All were drowned out by the sound of firecrackers.
The host of the Spring Festival Gala has already started the countdown.
"Happy New Year." Li Zhao stared at the second hand, and when it jumped to the number 12, he turned his head and gave Yan Ting the first blessing of the new year.
At this time, a lot of news poured in from the two's mobile phones, vibrating on the table.
"Happy New Year."
Yan Ting thought, these eyes are really bright.
He wanted these eyes to always only look at himself, and no one in the world could take them away.
The two sat on the sofa for a while, and "Unforgettable Tonight" was already being sung on the TV, and Li Zhaocai finally had a sense of authenticity.
There is no vigour and vigour, no unease and crampedness of a guest living in his home.
He turned his head to look at Yan Ting, wearing a light-colored sweater, his jet-black hair was neatly groomed, and he looked like a character in a cartoon.
"Next year..."
He wants to say, next year we will continue to observe the New Year together.
But before he could say anything, he swallowed it back and grinned at Yan Ting.
People can't expect too much, cherish the moment, and if there is a happy thing, you can be happier.
Putting hope in the future, how sad would it be if you were disappointed
Without hope, there is no disappointment.
"Next year, can you stay with me for the New Year?" Yan Ting asked him.
"Okay." The smile on Li Zhao's face became even brighter.
Unexpected joy always makes people happier.
So this year, he is also lucky.
It was late at night, Yan Ting returned to his room and looked out the dark window.
It's something he promised himself, if he's not there next year...
Even if he was locked in this house, let him stay by his side.
Glancing at the bed, the pillows showed signs of being moved.
Lifting the pillow, there was a red envelope that was about to burst.
The New Year's bag has three gilded characters, exuding a bright light under the light.
The red envelope lay quietly for a long time, and finally a white hand picked it up.
Turned over to the back, there was a row of small print on it.
I wish Ting Ting peace, no disease, no disaster, and no evil.
Below the small print, a smiley face is drawn.
The curvature of the two eyes narrowed, very much like Li Zhao's smile.
This kid is still so superstitious.
The author has something to say: On the first day of the new semester of kindergarten, Baby Zhao put a small red envelope on Tingbaobao's chest and said to Tingbao seriously: Put on the red envelope, you are the best luck in the whole kindergarten Cub (*^▽^*)
Tingbao: No, don't be superstitious.