I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 325
Thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.

In the continuous days of heavy snowfall, the Lunar New Year came as promised.

Jiang Chen, who was alone, turned on the TV, and cooked a table of dishes by himself.

This new year is as lonely as ever, but it seems to be extraordinarily lively.

Since the beginning of the day, there has been an endless stream of news from all corners of the country.

Hong Xiaoyu, Aunt and Uncle, Tie Jun, Fu Zili, Luo Peng, Bai Zheli, Li Shao, Liang Zhenlun, Shi Qianqian, Xu Siyi, Bai Haoran, members of Xiaoyao Studio, Luo Lier...

Even Pei Yunxi sent a WeChat message of blessing.

The Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on TV for decades, Jiang Chen prepared two bottles of beer for himself, and ate and drank alone, feeling contented.

"Clap clap clap..."

Downstairs, I don't know which family's children are playing with firecrackers.

Although large-scale fireworks and firecrackers have long been banned in order to prevent potential safety hazards, occasionally very few people let them off, and on such days, no one will really hold them accountable.

Taking advantage of the bonus of the annual holiday, the number of online players of virtual love games is increasing day by day, and the number of registered users has exceeded 3 million. Xiaoyao Studio, headed by Zhang Guangyi, is still working at home during the New Year.

Because it has just been put into operation, it is still too early to talk about success. With the influx of players, online complaints and suggestions are also flying like snowflakes, but at least the first step is to gain a firm foothold.

This can be regarded as a solution to Jiang Chen's urgent need.

It really didn't take long to save more than [-] million yuan. The popularity of virtual love games at least made him not have to worry about the risk of "bankruptcy" in a short time.

These days, Jiang Chen is also paying attention to online evaluations. In order to experience the disadvantages of the game more deeply, he also created a character in the game. Of course, without the preferential treatment during the closed beta, it is just that he can bring "Pei Yunxi" to the market. Like ordinary players, experience the game with the vision of a normal player.

Xiaoyao Studio is really hardworking. To celebrate the New Year, the architectural style in the game is endowed with festive colors, and grand fireworks are even set off over the city. This kind of bright scene is hard to see in reality.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk..."

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Chen put down his chopsticks, got up and went to open the door.

"It's very rich."

Fang Qing walked in grandly.

"It's Chinese New Year, you're not at home with Uncle Fang and the others, what are you doing here?"

"Just finished the reunion dinner, they are watching TV, can you come and sit here if you are bored?"

In fact, the Fang family had invited Jiang Chen to have a reunion dinner together, but Jiang Chen refused.

"My mother even asked me to bring you some food. It seems that you can take care of yourself."

Jiang Chen closed the door.

"Eat more?"

"If you don't eat, it's fine to have a drink with you."

Fang Qing sat down at the table.

Obvious.

It should be because she was worried that Jiang Chen would celebrate the New Year alone, it would be too deserted, so she would come here on this reunion night.

"Are you playing this game too?"

She saw Jiang Chen's mobile phone on the table.

"I heard that this game was developed by a group of college students. It's amazing that Pei Yunxi can be hired to speak for it."

"It's quite powerful."

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement, walked back again, and handed over a can of beer, "Then do you know which university's students developed it?"

"I don't know, I just heard that this game is very popular recently." Fang Qing opened the beer can and raised it, "Drink one?"

Jiang Chen picked up his own beer, and touched her briefly.

"when are you leaving?"

Fang Qing took a sip of wine and asked.

"Let's say New Year's greetings to Uncle Fang and my aunt, then go back to Donghai."

"In such a hurry?"

"Graduating soon, there are many things in school, don't you do the same?"

"I'm not in such a rush as you. I plan to leave after the seventh day."

"No more or less."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Then the next time we meet, it will be another year later."

Fang Qing sighed.

"Look at what you said, we're graduating soon, and we'll be free at that time. It's not easy if we want to meet each other. It only takes an hour or two to get there by plane."

"Easy to say."

Fang Qing glanced at him, "Do you think it's easier to go to school than to go to school after work? Maybe it's even more busy, and the air ticket is free. It costs thousands of dollars to go back and forth from Kyoto to Donghai, which is very valuable."

"Then I'll see you then, okay?"

"That's fine."

Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing, and took a sip of wine.

Holding the beer can, Fang Qing took a look at the immature and mature face, "...Jiang Chen, have you got the offer yet?"

"not yet."

Jiang Chen said calmly, "I plan to start my own business."

"You want to start a business?"

Fang Qing was surprised.

"Well, this virtual love game is my startup project."

"..."

Fang Qing was dumbfounded, and then couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm telling you the truth!"

"I'm not joking with you either."

Fang Qing rolled his eyes at him angrily, without joking with him, and continued: "If you haven't got an offer yet, maybe you can come to Kyoto. I met a lot of people at the University of Political Science and Law, and many of them are from Kyoto. There are a lot of connections, it shouldn’t be difficult for you to find a good job, and Kyoto is the capital no matter what, so in terms of development prospects, it’s no worse than Donghai.”

Only then did Jiang Chen understand the other party's kindness.

Those shocks and fears before were not in vain.

"You mean, let me eat soft rice?"

Fang Qing was taken aback.

"What are you talking about!"

"You help me find a job, what is it if you don't eat soft food?"

Jiang Chen picked up the chopsticks to eat.

Fang Qing's tone faltered, she was most worried about stimulating the other party's self-esteem.

"...This is not called eating soft food. Don't be so sensitive, okay? We are friends. Is it normal for me to introduce you to a job?"

Jiang Chen grinned.

"Okay, I appreciate your kindness, but it's really not necessary to find a job. I have my own arrangements."

Although she still wanted to persuade him, she had known him since she was a child, and of course she knew that this guy was a very stubborn person in his bones. Now that she had said so, even if Fang Qing said more, it would be just a waste of words.

"Okay, then I wish you everything you want and a bright future."

Jiang Chen also picked up the beer can.

"Anyway, when we were young, we were also golden boys and girls in the yard. If I was a bad guy, I would become a dark history of your big beauty if I was a bad guy. I will definitely work hard for this. .”

"Grumpy."

Fang Qing scolded with a smile.

The Spring Festival Gala on TV was still playing, but neither of them went to watch it.

"Are you planning to stay in Kyoto?"

Jiang Chen asked a question.

"Well, when I went to school in Kyoto, I told myself that since I have gone, I have to settle down there."

"Spine."

Jiang Chen gave a compliment.

At this time, a video invitation popped up on the mobile phone placed on the table.

Fang Qing subconsciously looked down and found that it was a girl's head.

Jiang Chen picked it up, didn't answer it, hung up, and then sent a message back.

"Who?"

"My girlfriend."

Fang Qing was surprised.

"Didn't you break up?"

"Not that one."

Fang Qing understood.

"You found another one?"

"Ah."

Jiang Chen who told Li Shurui to go back to her later put down the phone again.

"Okay, you, it seems that the charm is quite big."

Fang Qing smiled, on the surface, there was nothing unusual.

"That's not it."

Jiang Chen wasn't shy either.

"Why didn't you say it before? Why are you hiding it?"

"Why are you talking about this kind of thing? If you don't know, you think I'm showing off."

Fang Qing smiled dumbly, and then said curiously: "Do you have any photos, show me."

Jiang Chen didn't hide it either, he opened up Li Shurui's circle of friends openly.

Fang Qing looked at it for a while, then questioned, "Is this really your girlfriend?"

Jiang Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"if not?"

"This girl is so beautiful, why did she fall in love with you?"

We haven't known each other since childhood, I'm afraid I really can't say such quick words.

"Am I bad? Let me tell you, I'm a celebrity in our school."

This is true.

He is indeed a real "celebrity" at Dongda University.

Fang Qing returned the phone.

"Student Jiang Chen, okay, girlfriends are prettier and capable than the other."

"Award."

Jiang Chen took back the phone, that proud look made Fang Qing laugh.

The two talked and laughed, and after drinking a can of beer, Fang Qing left.

Jiang Chen, who was full after eating and drinking, put down his chopsticks, didn't rush to put away the bowl, picked up his mobile phone, and called Li Shurui back.

"What are you busy with, don't take my video."

"I was drinking with my neighbor just now."

"Neighbor? Male or female?"

Judging from the background of the video, Li Shurui should be at home, and with the sound of the TV, it can be heard that it is the Spring Festival Gala.

"female."

Jiang Chen spoke bluntly.

"It seems to bother you."

Jiang Chen just laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Are you pretty?"

Why do girls like to care about this issue.

"Beautiful, a first-class beauty, and also a top student of the University of Political Science and Law, with both talent and appearance."

Jiang Chen was very frank.

Li Shurui stared at him through the video, "My mother is beside me."

As she spoke, she moved the camera over, and Xue Mingqin quickly entered the video.

The mother and daughter should be watching TV together.

"Aunt Xue, happy new year."

Jiang Chen immediately blessed him.

"Happy New Year, Xiao Jiang, have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

Xue Mingqin was amiable as always, chatted with Jiang Chen, and then Li Shurui picked up the phone and walked to the balcony.

"Where's your green plum, is it still there?"

"Just left."

"I still want to say hello to people."

Jiang Chen just laughed, and walked to the window, and subconsciously glanced downstairs.

That snowman no longer knew who had ruined it, just like when they were young, when they saw a snowman by the side of the road, they always fell in love with kicking them.

Looked up.

In the cold night sky, there is a hazy moon hanging.

"No wonder you don't want to come to my house for the New Year. It turns out that there is a green plum at home."

"Li Xuemei, it's not your character to be jealous."

Li Shurui smiled, opened the window, and the evening wind blew in, brushing her hair.

"Let's watch the moon with you."

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Jiang family.

As soon as Fang Qing came back, she was called over by her parents.

A family of three sitting on the sofa.

"Has Jiang Chen eaten?"

"Dad, you don't have to worry about him, that guy can take care of himself."

"Qingqing, Mom asks you something."

"Mom, say it."

"You really haven't found a boyfriend?"

It seems that during the holidays, the elders like to ask similar questions.

However, Fang Qing was about to graduate from university, so it was normal for her parents to be concerned about this kind of issue.

"Mom, really not."

Fang Qing smiled wryly, "Don't worry, if I find out, I won't hide it from you."

Pan Hui and her husband looked at each other, and then asked tentatively: "You don't want a boyfriend, can't it be because of Jiang Chen?"

Fang Qing was taken aback.

"Mom, what are you talking about, what does it have to do with him?"

Apparently during the time when his daughter went to see Jiang Chen, the couple had exchanges at home, Fang Weiguo coughed lightly, and clarified the words.

"Tell Dad honestly, do you like Jiang Chen?"

Fang Qing was dumbfounded.

"Your mother and I are not fools either, you have always loved Jiang Chen since you were a child, even Xiaoyu has a girl you like just after entering college, you have never even had a relationship, do you think this is reasonable? "

"Dad, what's unreasonable?"

Fang Qing smiled wryly.

"Didn't you tell me to study hard, protect myself, and keep a distance from boys?"

"Don't make excuses."

Fang Weiguo said seriously: "You answer the question honestly."

Fang Qing was helpless.

"Dad, I just treat Jiang Chen as a friend."

"Qingqing, you don't need to be nervous, your dad and I have no other intentions, just want to find out what's in your heart, even if you really like that kid Jiang Chen, your dad and I won't have any objections."

Pan Hui said softly.

She wasn't trying to comfort her daughter. If the two children really had that intention, they would not object. The couple just wanted to know what their daughter really thought.

But often times, people don't really understand their own hearts at all.

"Mom, you really misunderstood me. I'm not in a relationship. I really have nothing to do with Jiang Chen. I just treat him as a friend, or a relative who grew up together. He's together?"

Fang Weiguo and Pan Hui looked at each other.

Could it be that they really thought too much?
Fang Qing glanced at the photo album on the coffee table.

Inside are some old photos from the past, leaving traces of her growth, of course, the figure of the guy next door is unavoidable among them.

"Mom and Dad, in the past, you always liked to joke about this kind of thing. Why do you suspect me now?"

The daughter's anti-guest behavior made the couple a little embarrassed.

Fang Qing smiled and shook her head, picked up the photo album taken out by her parents, went back to the room, and when she was about to put the photo album away again, she couldn't help but look through it again.

From sitting in a stroller to toddler, to wearing a red scarf, to graduating from high school, it seems that there is a shadow of a person around.

Fang Qing put away the photo album, looked towards the window sill, walked over, and raised her head.

The moon hangs high.

Breathing out steam, she suddenly thought of a joke that some old friends made when they graduated from high school and had a "breakup meal".

"Memories are like a storyteller, with a tone full of local accent..."

Fang Qing hummed softly.

The cheeks are quiet and the expression is peaceful.

(End of this chapter)