"Am I such a person?" Ershuangshuang said with disdain, "And what's wrong with me to smooth things over for Lao Wang. As a professional diner, I still have this kind of professional quality."

Since Er Shuangshuang said that, the guests of the teahouse also put aside their prejudices and began to taste the mysterious dumplings.

"What a slim skin!" "This soup is also very mellow." "How come I tasted the taste of the banquet?"

Seeing everyone enjoying themselves, Shi Shisi also grabbed a dumpling and put it in his mouth.

"This taste is!" The deliciousness strongly impacted Shi Shisi's taste buds, and now it is almost full of golden light.

"The skin and filling are perfectly blended. The meat and vegetables are also mixed together. Speaking of this dumpling, I would like to call it the most delicious."

"Okay, I know, I know you're an otaku. This is the Chinese New Year, so you don't have to be so second-class!" The anchor Long grabbed Xiang Ye's ear and pulled him aside.

"But I really can't believe that ordinary ingredients can be made so well. It seems that this boss Chen is really not simple." Shi Shisi said seriously.

"I just said that this old Chen must be very reliable!" At this time, Wang Mu started to hindsight again.

Everyone also scoffed at his behavior.

However, with this episode, the New Year's Eve dinner of the Dust Crossingmen also added a lot of flavor. Everyone ate it with relish, and even like the big eater Aunt Deng, she also burped happily.

After drinking and eating, everyone had no intention of leaving. These dust-feders moved the tables and chairs tacitly. After a while, they actually built a temporary stand.

"What are you going to do?" Shi Shisi asked curiously.

"Isn't this a common program on New Year's Eve every year?" Situ Yuner said casually.

“What kind of routine show?”

"Of course I'm watching the Spring Festival Gala!"

"Watch the Spring Festival Gala?" Shi Shisi couldn't help frowning after hearing this, "To be honest, when I was a child, I might think the Spring Festival Gala was very good. But now the Spring Festival Gala is really 'Wang Xiaoer's New Year's Day is worse than the year.' Are there no other choice?"

"This Spring Festival Gala is not that Spring Festival Gala."

"What does it mean? Does TV's Spring Festival Gala?"

"Of course not. This is the Spring Festival Gala broadcast live by our Duchenzhe TV station!" Situ Yuner said seriously.

"'Dust Crossing TV Station'? We 'Dust Crossing TV Station' and have special TV stations?" Shi Shisi was also a little embarrassed to believe his ears.

"What's so strange about this!" Ershuangshuang also said, "Look at those outsiders who have special chanting meetings. Major temples have also booked stadiums, and the water and land Dharma fair is comparable to a superstar concert! Are monks allowed to chant scriptures and not let us 'Don't cross the dust' holders' celebrate the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I didn't say that!" Shi Shisi quickly defended, "I just felt curious."

"Okay, okay. The fourteenth one has just awakened, so don't be so petty!" Wang Mu came out to smooth things over.

"That's right! The Spring Festival Gala is about to begin!" Situ Yuner said.

"It's about to start?" Shi Shisi raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock in the evening. "I didn't expect that the "Don's Crossing the Dust" Spring Festival Gala would be synchronized with the Spring Festival Gala in real society!"

"There is no way, this Spring Festival is also a common festival for everyone!"

"TV grabs business, this TV station is the only one in China." Shi Shisi secretly complained in his heart.

At this time, Wang Mu had already pressed the button and saw a huge screen of about 100 inches falling from the sky. However, Shi Shisi was not surprised by this. He could even transform the concert venue before. What is the size of a big-screen TV?

"It's about to start, everyone is ready!" Wang Mu was not polite and sat directly in the middle of the first row.

"Old Wang, you are so cunning!" Ershuangshuang said, and together with anchor Long and Master Ye Lai, they were also squeezed into the first row.

"What's going on? Why are you all going to sit in the first row?" Shi Shisi asked curiously, "If you want to talk about the movie viewing effect, shouldn't it be better to have the back rows?"

"They don't want to watch the performance! They are all about grabbing red envelopes for the evening party, okay?" Situ Yuner said with disdain.

"What, is this 'Dust Crossing' party like other parties? Is there a red envelope to grab?"

"Where are people watching the party that doesn't grab red envelopes now?"

"This is true. I think this guy, Lao Wang, who is not good enough to get up early, is so concerned about this Spring Festival Gala."

"By the way, Fourteenth Brother, did you snatch the "Dust Crossing the Dust Union"?" Situ Yuner suddenly said.

"The Dust Crossing Union can still grab it?"

"Hey, you don't know anything!" Situ Yuner sighed.

She picked up her cell phone, opened Duxin, and pressed several buttons to look at Shi Shisi.

Shi Shisi looked at it and found that there were several artistic words "Dust Crossing the Dust Union".

"Before the event starts, if you sweep the word 'Fu', you will have the opportunity to collect the five words 'Fu Dustman Union'. In this way, you can participate in the red envelope draw activity of 'Fu Dustman Spring Festival Gala'."

"So that's it!" Shi Shisi thought to himself, "Isn't this exactly the same as a cat's collection of the word "Fu" activity?"

"A big copy of articles in the world, and the e-commerce activities are the same. Anyway, as long as consumers get benefits, why not do it?"

"I'm afraid this is the business's routine and monkey-playing tricks."

"Fourth Brother, don't worry. We Dunhuo adhere to the noble qualities of traditional Chinese culture. The purpose of the trade union company is:..."

"The real thing is true, and the only one is innocent?"

"No, it's less routine and more sincerity!"

"Okay! It seems that our Dust Crossing Union is also keeping pace with the times!" Shi Shisi sighed.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late!" The door of the teahouse was pushed open, and Ji Jia's figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Mr. Ji, why are you here so late?" Ershuangshuang couldn't help but smile, "Look at our Yuna, this afternoon, I've been out of control."

"Sister Shuangshuang, what are you talking about?" Although Situ Yuner said this, there were a few more clouds on her face.

"Yona, I..."

"If you can't say it, don't say it!" Situ Yuner glared at Ji Jia's house, "The Spring Festival Gala is about to start, hurry up and get to your seat."

Situ Yuner said as she pointed to the empty seat beside her.

Seeing this, Ji Jia's family couldn't help but smile. It seemed that this time it was not in vain.

"By the way, Wen Zhi, why are you here so late? And you can't find you these days." Shi Shisi asked hurriedly.

However, Shi Shisi was telling the truth. Since the last Mingyue Academy incident ended, he has not seen Ji Jia's house for a while.

"Hey, isn't this the usual job you have to do every year?"

“What job?”

"It's just to send my staff to celebrate the New Year in my hometown!" Ji Jia's family said casually.

"What? You, the boss of Yihai No. 1 decoration company, actually sent the employees home in person? Shi Shisi was also surprised.

"What's wrong with the boss? Can't the boss send employees home?" Ji Jiajia said disapprovingly.

It turns out that as the Spring Festival approaches, train tickets from Yihai City to various places are also very tight.

In order to allow his employees to have a good Spring Festival, Ji Jiajia is personally responsible for solving the problem of employees returning home during the Spring Festival.

He even took out several buses and sent the decoration workers back several days in advance.

"I drove back the last few old employees from my hometown not far from Yihai City this morning, so I was delayed." Ji Jiajia explained.

"Wen Zhi, you probably aren't eighteen years old! Can you drive?" Shi Shisi questioned.

"I'm 18 years old! And I'm just accompanying you, is it still the driver in our family who drives?"

"Okay, Brother Fourteen, don't worry! This guy is quite paying attention to this aspect." Situ Yuner's words also dispelled Shi Shisi's doubts.

"Okay, everyone, hurry up and be quiet, the Spring Festival Gala is about to begin!" Wang Mu couldn't help but roar.

So everyone hurriedly sat down. And newcomers like Shi Shisi, who were just a newcomer, could only follow suit and sit in the last row obediently.

However, this TV is big enough, and Shi Shisi's vision is also good. Even if he sits in the last row, the visual effect will not have any effect.

After eight o'clock, the highly anticipated Dust Flying the Spring Festival Gala finally came out.

At the beginning, the curtain of the evening stage was not pulled open, but the melodious sound of the guqin came out.

I saw a fair-skinned boy sitting in the middle of the stage, playing the guqin song seriously.

The wonderful sound of the piano seemed to freeze time in an instant.

At this moment, in front of Shi Shisi's eyes, there seemed to be towering mountains and turbulent water flow. Being in the beautiful scenery makes people linger.

"This young piano player is really not simple!" Tang Dynasty musician Li Guinian said in praise in Shi Shi Si's spiritual sea.

While Shi Shisi watched the Spring Festival Gala, these memories were also enjoying the Spring Festival Gala.

"I can feel the love of this piano player for nature. With his musical attainments, his background should be extremely not simple." Dong Xiaowan also agreed with Li Guinian's point of view.

"No need to ask, I must have been a master of piano and tracing in my previous life." Shi Shisi said.

At this moment, another old man came out of the stage. He was already covered in hair, but his excitement could not be concealed in his eyes.

At this moment, the boy was intoxicated by the sound of the piano and did not notice that the old man had walked in front of him.

The old man slowly opened his mouth and sang ancient songs in his hoarse voice.

"Who is this old man? Why can't he understand the lyrics he sang!" Shi Shisi was a little puzzled, "Do you know?"

Even the knowledgeable Li Guinian and others shook their heads.

"I seem to have heard this song, but it's a long time and I can't remember it. It seems to be from my era..." At this time, the rash man Xiang Yu suddenly interrupted.

"Bawang, I have deep doubts about your words. You see, even Dong and others don't know. Are you proficient in music?" Guo Jia couldn't help but pour cold water on him.

Xiang Yu was also a little unconfident when he heard this: "Maybe I remembered it wrong!"

"But to be honest, this old man's singing skills are really not very good." Li Guinian commented.

Shi Shisi was also a little surprised. Although the old man's voice was not as "unswallowing as a joke", it seemed very abrupt on this highly anticipated Spring Festival Gala.

Although Shi Shisi wanted to speak, he saw that everyone had no reaction and it was inconvenient to attack. So he patted Situ Yuner who was sitting in front and asked in a low voice: "Yuner, what's going on? I feel that the opening song of the Spring Festival Gala is not satisfactory!"
Chapter completed!