Chapter 677 Keep making dumplings and smashing them~~!

"Every year, every year~ What are you doing in your room during the Chinese New Year? Come down and have New Year's Eve dinner~"

Tong Nian's mother held the stairs and called upstairs several times. When she saw her daughter walking down the stairs dejectedly in her pajamas, her kindergarten principal's desire for control was aroused. She scolded her from head to toe: "Why are you dressed like this?"

You just came down? Is it cold? I lingered for a long time and didn’t even know how to change my clothes. As soon as I got home, I just watched your computer without fear of damaging my eyes.”

"Okay~ Don't talk about it for the Chinese New Year. The dumplings have just been cooked and they will become lumpy if you don't eat them." Tong Nian's father came out of the kitchen with the steaming dumplings, trying to smooth things over with a helpless look on his face.

"Both of my eyes are 2.0~"

With his father's support, Tong Nian immediately gained courage. He wrinkled his nose at his mother, jumped up on Pink Tutu's cotton slippers and walked up to Tong's father. He looked into the bowl and asked, "Are there any glutinous rice balls?

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"Yes, yes, it's in the pot in the kitchen," Dad Tong said with a smile.

"Then I'll serve it myself~" Tong Nian didn't wait for his mother to get angry, and hid in the kitchen with small steps on his slippers.

"What! The community has been unblocked! There will no longer be risk control? That's great, let's go home together and make dumplings and smash them~~!"

Tong Nian watched the Spring Festival Gala sketch with thunderous applause and couldn't even eat his favorite colorful glutinous rice balls.

After a song and dance, a new skit begins. Even if the theme is different, the ending with three scores of ‘making~dumplings~smashing~~!’ is definitely indispensable.

Tong Nian couldn't bear it anymore, so he yawned along with the content of the skit and said that he wanted to go back to his room and sleep.

When she quietly turned off the light and covered herself with the quilt, hiding secretly in bed, she looked at the CSGO interface on the laptop screen, suddenly lifted the quilt, and realized what she was doing.

Yes, it’s Chinese New Year today. Who will play games on New Year’s Eve?

Tong Nian knocked on his head and fell into a disappointed mood again.

Lying on the bed, I turned on my phone. In addition to some messages of New Year greetings, there was also a screenshot of an Internet cafe surveillance.

Because the surveillance footage was not clear enough, the person in the screenshot was wearing a mid-length windbreaker, and he looked as handsome and elegant as a fairy in ancient movies and TV shows. Although he couldn't see his face clearly from a bird's-eye view, she felt inexplicably worried every time she looked at it.

"Tianjun, Zhou Ji, who are you? What should I do to find you?"

Tong Nian's fingertips touched the screen lightly, and it was like a blurry screenshot. Every time she lost consciousness, the images she saw in her hallucinations would fade and blur.

Unknowingly, Tong Nian fell asleep holding the phone in his hands.

This year's winter was colder than previous years. Although there was no snow at the end of the year, several waves of cold air came one after another.

After the New Year, the weather gets warmer and the hazy sky finally begins to clear up.

Hu Dounan came to Tong Nian's house again and learned that Tong Nian had waited all winter vacation but still hadn't waited for the man named Grunt to agree to the friend application. He scratched his head and said, "What should I do? I can't find your boyfriend, even with you."

I can’t get in touch with anyone I’ve played games with, so why don’t you hack his computer and ask him directly?”

"You think I haven't thought about it? The key is to have information flow!" Tong Nian lay weakly on the computer table, resting his chin on the keyboard, looking at the blank lines one after another, and glanced sideways at Hu Dounan,

Asked: "Have Zhou Ji and the man named Grunt been to the Internet cafe again during this time?"

"No, I've been watching~" Hu Dounan shrugged and said helplessly: "They don't even have membership. Maybe they just passed by by chance and won't come again."

"Oh~ I really have no choice now."

Suddenly, the WeChat phone rang. Tong Nian looked at his phone and realized it was Blueberry calling.

They received an invitation to an offline event in Guangzhou a few days ago. Lanmei called her to ask her what she thought. Tong Nian regained his energy and sat up straight, thinking that he would take this opportunity to travel and relax, so he agreed.

Come down.

It’s late February in the blink of an eye.

After the World Tour, the personnel of the SP team underwent major changes. Whether it was Mi Shaofei and Ou Qiang, who returned to the professional arena, or Wang Hao, who supported them, they all urgently needed a championship to prove themselves, so the entire team was eliminated half a month in advance.

We rushed to Guangzhou for training, but as the boss, Zhou Ji arrived late. He didn’t get on the plane to Guangzhou until the day of the game and walked out of the first-class aisle to pick up the plane.

Due to the flight delay, people were coming and going in the airport hall, and the outside of the pedestrian barrier was crowded with people coming to pick up the plane. Blueberry looked at the time anxiously, and tiptoed from time to time towards the pick-up aisle, and finally saw a man wearing a white sweater and a pink jacket.

The figure appeared from the exit of the plane, and Blueberry quickly waved his hand: "Little Squid~here!"

Hearing a familiar voice among the noisy crowd, Ding Nan, who had left the first-class cabin early, stopped unconsciously and glanced at the pick-up aisle, showing a surprised expression.

Zhou Ji looked along his line of sight, and one of them, a pretty woman wearing a black and white baby-collared dress and a beret, who was sexy but also had a hint of playfulness, caught Zhou Ji's attention.

Seeing the other person waving quietly towards him and the sudden light in his eyes, Zhou Ji glanced at the assistant beside him and understood immediately.

Although that girl is sexy and cute, she looks a little fresh and stunning at first glance, which is completely in line with Zhou Ji's aesthetics of facial control, leg control, breast control, and hand control. Summed up in two words, "lustful"; but the other party after all

Famous flowers have owners, and Zhou Ji has no plans to change her name to Cao Thief.

After glancing at Blueberry and looking away, Zhou Ji looked up at the airport screen full of red marks, frowned slightly, turned around and said, "It's too late, the game at two o'clock should have started by now."

Let's do this, you can send your luggage to the hotel and you don't have to follow me."

Ding Nan responded, said hello to the driver arranged in advance, and walked towards the luggage carousel.

At this moment, Blueberry and Tong Nian were also crowded next to the conveyor belt, waiting for Tong Nian's luggage to be conveyed out.

After briefly greeting Tong Nian, while waiting for their luggage together, Ding Nan and Lanmai were talking to each other. Tong Nian accidentally glanced outside the hall. The vast sea of ​​people seemed to have stopped for an instant, and seemed to have all disappeared.

The vast and empty airport hall was shrouded in hazy mist, and in an instant it turned into a majestic palace suspended in the sea of ​​clouds high in the sky.

The carved railings and jade pillars are full of fairy spirit.

Tong Nian's heart felt a sharp pain for no reason, as if something inside was about to burst. The pain was heartbreaking and unforgettable.

Tong Nian was slumped on the platform in front of the hall, his face was bloodless, his breath was like a gossamer, and the white sweatshirt with "Hello" written on it turned into a plain antique dress at some point.

It was no longer clear who was standing above the main hall. In her blurry vision, there was only a figure standing in front of her with one hand behind her back. Her right hand was raised to protect her behind her. The sleeves embroidered with rattan patterns were blown by the wind.

Swing slightly.

Tong Nian weakly propped himself up and stretched out his arms to him, but what he encountered was a completely transparent barrier.

Tong Nian pushed hard, dazzling sunlight fell on her face, and the noisy voices and horns quickly came in from far away. Only then did she realize that the barrier in front of her turned out to be the glass door of the airport.

And the person she had been looking for happened to open the car door and get into a special car.

"Tianjun!"

Bang~!

The car door is closed.

Zhou Ji opened her phone and said in a deep voice: "Master, let's go."

(Alas, the old man at home thought that he was coming out all the time. When he was going to bed, he spread the pasteurization solution all over the floor and said it was for disinfection. He refused to listen and became annoyed when he said it. The whole house smelled of disinfectant. And

Mopping the floor and turning on the air conditioner to disperse the smell delayed the coding time.)
Chapter completed!