The little princess's paintings are still as excellent as ever. Her movements and expressions are so lifelike that, without any surprise, she won unanimous praise from everyone.
Song Yihong's reaction was even more exaggerated. Although Yang Jianhuan had promised everyone to scan an electronic copy for everyone afterwards, he still took several photos of the painting on the spot.
After a while, the dumplings came out of the pot, and Zhao Shiyan brought a big basin over. The aroma of the dumplings filled the whole room.
After playing all night, everyone's stomachs were quite empty, so they kept taking off their chopsticks.
The only drawback is that there is only vinegar and no garlic, but no one complains, because it is very satisfying to eat dumplings made by oneself in the cold weather.
Among the three types of dumplings, Lin Fengyang’s buns are favored by everyone because of their cute shape.
And because the quantity was small, Chen Feng and Lin Qisong even fought over it in the basin, which made everyone laugh and cry.
"Hey, Shi Yan, where is Ling Zhi? Why doesn't he come over?"
Li Mengyao looked at Zhao Shiyan, who was standing at the door eating dumplings with a bowl in his hand, and said doubtfully.
"Oh, him, I called him, and he said that all the dumplings must be cooked. Because there is no refrigerator in the kitchen, there is no way to store raw dumplings, so we have to try our best to finish 200 dumplings. Even tonight
If you can't finish it, you have to use two bowls to hold up the dumplings that you can't finish, and heat them up early the next morning for Mengyao to finish them all!"
"Actually, it doesn't have to be all done. Everyone's late-night snacks shouldn't be that big. Besides, the raw dumplings can be kept until tomorrow. There aren't many mosquitoes in this weather."
Li Mengyao said.
"I told him the same thing. He said that the dumplings made by everyone should go into everyone's stomach as much as possible. After all, everyone came together. If the dumplings were cooked less, who would be too embarrassed to ask for more? Then
Is it too much to take it lightly? I thought so to myself, I can’t be stingy in this aspect, so I’ll leave it up to him.”
"Hey, your Lingzhi is very thoughtful. Okay, okay!"
Song Yihong joked.
"But it's not meal time after all. No matter how delicious it is, everyone has to do what they can, otherwise it will be difficult to digest."
Lin Fengyang, who is studying medicine, reminded everyone at the right time.
However, there are not many dumplings coming out of this pot, only fifty or sixty. Each person can only get a few dumplings, so everyone will not feel full for the time being.
At this moment, Ling Zhi's voice came from the kitchen:
"Shi Yan! Bring the basin!"
"Hey, that's good!"
After a while, Zhao Shiyan returned to the room carrying a basin full of dumplings again.
As soon as it was served, Lin Qisong and Chen Feng couldn't wait to grab Lin Fengyang's buns, causing their respective girlfriends to "teach" them a lesson, telling them to save some for others!
After a while, the third pot of dumplings was cooked. When Zhao Shiyan went over to serve the dumplings, Huang Shuai gently touched his belly and said to everyone:
"That...well, I'm full, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Me too."
"I'm almost there too."
"..."
The girls all said that they were already well and could not eat more. They all listened to Lin Fengyang's words and only ate half full to avoid indigestion.
But the boys didn't say a word and only ate a dozen dumplings. Where did they go?
However, after the third pot of dumplings was brought, their faces became stiff little by little.
"Eat, why are you standing there in a daze?"
After completing his task as a chef, Ling Zhi walked into the room and looked at Chen Feng and the others who were not eating, and said doubtfully.
"Um, Lingzhi, haven't you eaten yet? Will you help us get rid of these together?"
"Most of these are reserved for you. I ate a lot of them in the kitchen."
"Damn it, you've already eaten and there's so much left?"
Lin Qisong was a little embarrassed. Looking at the bowl full of dumplings, his head really hurt.
"Don't be impatient. Eat slowly. There's still soup left. We can eat until morning!"
"Come on you!"
But a headache is a headache. The most urgent thing right now is not to eliminate this pile of dumplings, but to:
Zero o'clock is coming soon!
"Hey, brothers, it's going to be midnight in one minute, get ready."
Under Song Yihong's call, everyone put down their bowls and stared at the stopwatch on their mobile phones to count down.
"10 seconds left! 9,8..."
When the count reached 0, everyone in the room shouted in unison:
"Happy New Year!"
The enthusiastic cheers conveyed everyone’s good expectations for the new year.
Song Yihong seemed to still feel that he was not satisfied, so he opened the window and shouted outside, which made Lin Fengyang on the side very dissatisfied:
"Stop being so loud! This is not a school, it's a community! It's bad to disturb other elders!"
"Oh, that's right, it's my fault!"
Song Yihong stopped as soon as he saw the opportunity, but at this moment, he heard the same shout from the unit opposite the window:
"Happy New Year!"
Song Yihong suddenly became excited:
"Hey! Look! Someone responded to me!"
Lin Fengyang glared at him:
"Then you can't respond to him!"
"Uh, okay, okay, can't I just listen to you?"
"But the voice of the person who responded on the other side is very familiar. He looks a bit like Liu Zixuan. Let me ask him what he is doing now."
After Ling Zhi operated the phone, he found out what Liu Zixuan was causing trouble over there:
"He said he was still live broadcasting. He was the one who shouted just now. He also asked how our party was going. I told him that the dumplings were already cooked and asked him to come over and eat them. He agreed."
"That's great. Having one more combat capability will make it easier for us."
After a while, Liu Zixuan came to Li Mengyao, and to Ling Zhi's surprise, Liu Lili also followed.
"Yohoo! Welcome, welcome! You came at the right time!"
"Hey, that's ok. You guys serve the fillings yourself? Which chef made it?"
"Who else can it be? Your brother Lingzhi."
"Brother Ling is really all-powerful! Hey, brother Ling, let's discuss something. Can I bring a bowl of dumplings to the live broadcast? Make my fans envious?"
"I have no objection. Then you have to get Mengyao's consent. After all, she is the mistress here."
"It's okay, just take it!"
"Sister Mengyao is so nice! Sister Mengyao is the most beautiful, haha!"
Liu Zixuan spoke freely. He quickly escaped from here before other girls glared at him, and went to show off to his fans.
In this way, around the steaming dumplings, the young men and women who had been excited all night gathered together to welcome the first day of 2049!
Everyone has dreams and expectations for their future, but more importantly, they are no longer alone in their efforts, and have trustworthy partners who will accompany them along the way.
...
After the party, Lin Fengyang and Song Yihong left here together.
They both live in the city center, so they are the group with a relatively long return trip.
"Well, next year...oh no, it's already this year. You should graduate from your undergraduate degree this year."
Song Yihong started to look for words.
"I don't count as a bachelor's degree graduate. Strictly speaking, I should be a postgraduate student in this school."
"Hey! They're almost the same!"
After saying this, the two fell into silence again.
The taxi he called has not arrived yet, but Song Yihong failed to stir up any more topics.
Lin Fengyang glanced at him with his head tilted, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, then he turned his head, kicked the ground under his feet, and complained casually:
"Well, if you go back too late tonight, the door to our dormitory may have been closed long ago."
Song Yihong recovered from his fugue state:
"Oh, it's okay. I'm here. If you really don't want to open the door for you, I'll break the door to let you in."
Lin Fengyang looked at Song Yihong's confident look, sighed secretly, and said no more.
...
Mu Yunxi, Chen Feng and Huang Shuai walked together on the campus of Linhai University. They had just said goodbye to Lin Qisong and Yang Jianhuan and were about to return to their dormitories.
After all, it was already very late, so Chen Feng naturally acted as the escort, preparing to send the two girls back before returning to Huacheng University.
When they arrived at the downstairs of Mu Yunxi's dormitory, Mu Yunxi said she wanted to have a few words with Chen Feng and asked Huang Shuai to go up first.
Naturally, Huang Shuai was not ignorant of the amorous feelings, and quickly rushed upstairs to give the two of them some space to be alone.
"Speaking of which, Chen Feng, are everything you said at the party true?"
"Oh? Which sentence did you mean?"
Mu Yunxi stamped her feet fiercely and said coquettishly:
"Which sentence did you say? What else could it be?"
"Oh oh oh, that's the sentence."
After all, Chen Feng had some experience and was not completely stupid. He immediately understood what Mu Yunxi meant.
"Of course it's true! I will abandon the distracting thoughts of the past and get along with you like an ordinary couple!"
"Well, I...I want to say, actually, it doesn't matter if you stick to me a little bit."
"Hahaha, is that so?"
After a burst of laughter like silver bells, Mu Yunxi raised his head, faced Chen Feng, slowly closed his eyes, and said softly:
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Seeing the pair of pink little faces waiting to be picked, Chen Feng was a little short of breath. He didn't hesitate, and immediately moved forward, hugging Mu Yunxi's petite body, and covered those soft lips.
Chen Feng enjoyed the first kiss that Mu Yunxi offered him. It was so sweet and nostalgic.
He even secretly swore in his heart that in this life, he should be the girl in front of him.
The two lingered for a while, and then Mu Yunxi reluctantly let go of Chen Feng and said goodbye to him.
She quietly walked upstairs without even disturbing the voice-activated lights in the corridor.
After arriving at the floor where the dormitory is located, she suddenly found that Huang Shuai was standing at the door of the dormitory without going in! This silly girl, didn't go in to sleep, and was waiting for her outside in this cold weather?
Mu Yunxi walked over quickly, not caring whether his footsteps would wake up the classmates in the surrounding dormitories.
However, just when she ran to Huang Shuai and wanted to take her in to keep warm, Huang Shuai gently gestured a finger to his lips, and then pointed in the direction of the dormitory door, as if to indicate that there was something going on inside.
?
Mu Yunxi Bingxue was smart and suppressed her newly aroused desire to preach to Huang Shuai. She put her ear to the door and listened. After hearing what was happening inside, she frowned and sighed helplessly.
He took a deep breath, and then gently knocked on the door with his knuckles.
After a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the door opened, and the first person who appeared was not Qu Xiaoling, but Chu Pingfei!
Chu Pingfei looked at the two girls outside the door and felt a little embarrassed.
He left here in a hurry without staying too long.
"Yunxi, you are back so early!"
Mu Yunxi walked into the dormitory and looked at Qu Xiaoling. He did not answer her words, but said with concern:
"Xiaoling, Pingfei didn't bully you, did he?"
Qu Xiaoling shook her head like a rattle:
"No, no, he just sent me back. Well, Yunxi, I was wrong. I shouldn't have brought Ping Fei here directly without your consent."
"That doesn't matter, it's just..."
Mu Yunxi hesitated for a moment, and finally said it:
"No matter what, Xiaoling, you have to learn to protect yourself, do you understand?"
Qu Xiaoling nodded obediently, but her eyes seemed to be evasive.
...
After a lot of work, Ling Zhi and Zhao Shiyan finally helped Li Mengyao clean up the house.
Tonight is indeed a happy night, but after the fun, we have to deal with the mess left by everyone.
Fortunately, everyone was very restrained and did not spill too much soup or water on the floor, so the three of them restored the room to its original state without much effort.
Of course, the uneaten snacks and drinks piled up in the corner proved that there had just been a lively party here.
As for the dumplings, with the help of Lili and Zixuan, they are basically all eaten, and there is not much left. I can just heat them up in the morning and get rid of the remaining ones. Although there is no refrigerator, as long as they are not kept for too long, they are still delicious.
It won't break.
Watching Ling Zhi and Zhao Shiyan gradually enter the final stage of cleaning, Li Mengyao recalled a previous chat she had with Snooker Citizen Cup National Champion Android Neng.
After the Snooker Citizen Cup in Huacheng City, Li Mengyao agreed to Android Neng's New Year's Day invitation. She wanted to take this opportunity to make new friends and didn't want to rely too much on Zhao Shiyan and the others.
But after that, Zhao Shiyan also took the initiative to invite her to go out on New Year's Day. She was still a little hesitant about how to give a suitable reason to reject Android Neng. After all, she had agreed to it first.
However, ever since she heard from Zhao Shiyan that Ling Zhi was accidentally injured and wanted to invite her to spend a New Year's Day holiday with Ling Zhi without having to go out, Li Mengyao refused Android without hesitation.
As for the reason, she just thought of one and said that her friend had something to do and she wanted to help.
She doesn't know why, but at this time, she can easily give the reasons that were difficult to think of before, and she won't feel any guilt.
How amazing!
"Okay, we're almost done. Shi Yan, you and Mengyao want to stay here for one night, so I'll leave first."
Ling Zhi looked at the tidy room and said to Zhao Shiyan.
"Hey, don't leave in a hurry, Ling Zhi."
Zhao Shiyan showed a meaningful smile:
"You have been busy all night, and you are too tired to go back so far. How about tonight..."