Mo Shao’s Heart-warming Favorite: the National School Grass is a Girl

"Dear audience friends, we give you a New Year greeting!"

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At 7:30 in the evening, the voices of the hosts also rang on time.

"Quickly, the Spring Festival Gala begins."

"Why in a hurry, I'll finish setting off the firecrackers first."

"Are you shooting? Watch the show quickly!"

Thousands of people sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala.

For Chinese people, the Spring Festival Gala is definitely their most relaxing time of the year.

In the north, in a dark and small rental house.

A small color TV made a small voice.

It may be too old, and the sound is a little distorted.

A boy was sitting in a chair with a quilt covering his body. But even so, he kept trembling.

In front of him, there was a glass of water, but a thin layer of ice had already formed.

It stands to reason that the heating should be in the north!

Wang Yao is not a fan of Su Chen, and even when he learned that Su Chen would sing a song about his father's love during the Spring Festival Gala, he became a black fan of Su Chen!

How can he never feel the **** father's love?

Is he wrong in pursuing his dream?

But his Laozi, in order not to let himself live in his dream, he even beat him!

From that day on, he thought that his Lao Tzu didn't love him at all.

Fatherly?

Sorry, he has never felt this stuff before!

In his opinion, although his current life is very difficult, it does not mean that his choice is wrong!

Sooner or later, he will let his old man see that his original choice was correct!

He was wrong!

With this hatred, Wang Yao kept guarding in front of the TV.

He wanted to see what Su Chen could sing this time!

Waiting, waiting... It's also time when Su Chen is about to play.

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In Magic City, Wu Shuang was working overtime while watching the Spring Festival Gala. It suddenly occurred to me that I didn't seem to call my parents yet.

She pulled out the phone and dialed her mother's number.

"Xiao Shuang? Where have you been?" As soon as the call was connected, a female voice rang.

It is not difficult to hear that there is still a hint of anxiety in the voice.

Wu Shuang didn't think much, and said directly: "Mom, I'm working overtime tonight, so I won't go back now!"

She hasn't gone back to the New Year for three years. What's the meaning of the New Year for her? It's better to work overtime by herself, and then go and have fun with friends tomorrow.

Although, she only needs an hour's drive to go home.

"Ah? Oh, I'm not coming back..." Mom was stunned, but she recovered quickly: "Don't work hard, take care of your body..."

"Oh, mom, I know! Don't say anything, I'll hang up first!"

She hung up the phone impatiently. What she didn't know was that on the other side, the mother who hung up gave an embarrassing glance at the man sitting at the table.

Seeing her like this, the man took a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth: "It's just right if you don't come back, let's eat it ourselves."

As he said, he picked up the wine in hand, took a sip, and threw the quilt on the table: "Stop drinking, this wine... tasteless!"

Upon hearing this, the woman cried directly.

How could it be tasteless, this is your favorite wine!

Wu Shuang didn't know what happened at home. She hung up the phone, opened the WeChat group chat, and began to ask her best friends to go out together tomorrow.

But at this moment, the host once again stood on the stage:

"Next, please Su Chen..."