I'm afraid I'm not interested in love

Chapter 302 Good times come every year!

Chu Qingmian was trudging forward with a huge cake box in her arms. Because she couldn't see her feet clearly, her steps were crooked.

Miraculously, the cake in the box was as stable as a mountain without being damaged at all.

This is the self-cultivation of a foodie.

She had just finished her last exam today and received a call from Su Chengyi before she even left the teaching building.

On weekdays, it would be even harder to get him to take the initiative to make a phone call.

So when she saw the caller ID, Chu Qingmian confirmed the number before answering the call suspiciously.

Su Chengyi held on for a long time on the phone, and actually asked her when she would come to the studio and if she wanted him to pick her up.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Even if he was apologizing for what happened before, this would be too much.

So Miss Chu rejected him very vigilantly, and seriously questioned him whether he had done any bad things again.

Still, her mood improved because of the phone call.

It was obviously not raining, but the stone pavement in the community was a little damp. I wonder if the cleaners had just cleaned it.

This undoubtedly made Miss Chu's difficult long march a little more difficult.

At this moment, she made a light move of her hand, and the cake box was caught.

Chu Qingmian was stunned for a moment, took a step back and raised her head.

Su Chengyi saw a cake box monster walking staggeringly from a distance, and it seemed that he would rush into the street with the box and the person in the next second, so he hurried over.

He weighed the box in his hand and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's so heavy. Did you move it here yourself?"

"The driver has dropped off at the gate of the community."

Chu Qingmian didn't expect that he would go downstairs to pick her up, and explained slowly.

Perhaps it was the difference in wingspan, but the size of the box in Su Chengyi's hands didn't look so exaggerated.

The two of them walked into the corridor together.

Su Chengyi lowered his head and looked inside through the only transparent part of the outer package. He saw a large three-layer cake with the words "Happy New Year" written in chocolate on the top layer.

Chu Qingmian stretched out her hand to block the elevator door, waiting for him to go in.

Su Chengyi hit the floor button with his elbow.

Today, he just took the initiative to make a phone call, and Chu Qingmian suspected that he had done something bad and was looking for compensation. This made him start to reflect on what an extremely unreliable image he was in his daily life.

She has to get used to this as soon as possible.

While waiting for the elevator to go up, he had nothing to say.

"Did you order the cake?"

"The bottom two layers are made by the cake chef aunt, and the top layer is made by myself."

When it came to the cake, Chu Qingmian became a little happy.

She has always liked desserts. When she is in a bad mood, her first reaction is to eat something sweet to calm her down.

"Then I'll eat the bottom two layers later."

Su Chengyi said seriously.

"What?! That's your own loss!"

Chu Qingmian glared at him.

"Only what I make is strawberry flavor, so you can enjoy it secretly!"

"Good good."

The elevator opened with a ding.

The two of them walked out, the door of the studio was opened loudly, and everyone else was already there.

"Wow~ Mianmian, such a big cake!"

Beside the coffee table, Han Bing was taking apart the bouquet she bought and placing it in a vase.

Lin Tong was obviously kidnapped by her morals. He was kneeling on the ground to take pictures for her, and he also had to take pictures of her celebrity look.

I have to say, this flower arrangement is actually quite stylish.

Han Bing always makes people realize in some unexpected places that she was actually raised by a serious scholarly family.

"Hey, when I called to place an order this morning, people said they were too busy on New Year's Eve and wouldn't take orders."

Chu Qingmian put on her slippers and ran over to watch her arrange flowers.

"Then Sister Mian, how did you convince others?"

Xu Yang sat on the carpet and together with He Wufei built beer cans into a pyramid shape.

"I'm not convinced."

Chu Qingmian picked up a rose and gently put it into the vase.

"I said I could pay ten times the price."

She said calmly.

Okay, okay, it’s money-making ability again.

Su Chengyi put the cake on the dining table and couldn't help but think that although he was not short of money now, his thoughts were fundamentally different from Miss Chu's.

She is probably the kind of person who really has no idea about money. For her, buying a cake for three hundred yuan is equivalent to buying a cake for three thousand or thirty thousand yuan.

"I'll go, then this cake is really amazing."

Xu Yang got up from the ground and walked to the dining table.

"Let me see what it looks like. Can you take it apart?"

"of course."

Chu Qingmian was very satisfied with the shape of the cake she personally supervised and walked over happily.

"The outer packaging of products that cost ten times the price is different. The bow ties are more textured."

Xu Yang smiled and talked nonsense.

Chu Qingmian held the outer packaging and called everyone over.

“Everyone, come here, come here, it’s time to witness the miracle!”

She raised her hands and lifted the lid.

"Dangdangdangdang~"

"."

There was no unexpected sound of surprise, and there was an eerie silence all around.

Su Chengyi silently took two steps back to avoid danger.

Han Bing asked with a slight hesitation:

"Mianmian, is this a specially made look? Am I unable to keep up with the trends in the dessert industry?"

"Abstract art, I guess."

Xu Yang frowned and said.

"The most important thing about a cake is whether it tastes good or not."

In the end, Lin Tong was the first to react.

"what happened?"

This was obviously not the reaction Miss Chu expected. She frowned and looked down, and her eyes widened in shock.

The cake has completely lost its original appearance and is all tilted to one side. The four words "Happy New Year" on the top layer have become "Happy New Year".

"Su Chengyi!!!"

"It's none of my business, Xu Yang must have just done it."

"Huh??? Conscience of heaven and earth, Sister Mian, it's not me! Didn't President Yi put this cake in his arms?"

“Who is it???”

After interrogation and investigation, the real murderer was finally caught in the cake case.

Chu Qingmian was very angry. She carefully protected her all the way, but Su Chengyi was destroyed after hugging her for just a short time.

In the end, Sister Lin settled the matter, brought out the props, and patiently repaired the problem.

Although there is no way to completely restore it, I can still watch it.

"It's okay, it's okay. In this case, I can accept it appearing in my circle of friends."

Han Bing commented.

"If it were the ugly thing at the beginning, I would have deleted it."

Xu Yang agreed.

“It wasn’t ugly in the first place, okay!!!”

Seeing Chu Qingmian's anger rising again, Su Chengyi quickly peeled off a milk candy and fed it to her mouth while diverting her attention.

"The eldest lady goes to the kitchen to help serve the dishes."

"it is good!"

Chu Qingmian saw Lin Zhiwan's busy figure and quickly stood up obediently.

As night falls, preparations for the New Year’s Eve dinner are completed.

Half a year later, Lin Zhiwan's craftsmanship became even more amazing.

For those who have eaten in the cafeteria for a semester, it is not an exaggeration to say that this table of dishes is a state banquet.

"Sister Lin, I love you!"

Miss Chu just tasted a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and quickly fell in love with it.

Lin Zhiwan smiled and wiped the corners of her mouth, indicating that she should eat slowly and not be in a hurry.

"Damn it, this is called professionalism!"

Just frying the meat with chili pepper, Xu Yang finished a bowl of rice in just two minutes.

"Mumu, can Sister Lin stop going back to Tang'an and stay in the capital? Let's crowdfund."

Han Bing took a sip of winter melon and pork ribs soup, which warmed her heart and stomach. Her face was filled with happiness, and she felt like tears would come out in the next second.

"Is this the kind of food you usually eat? No wonder you can't eat what I cook."

He Wufei swallowed and whispered to Su Chengyi.

"That's not the case. Mainly, you and Sister Lin are competing against each other at different levels."

Su Chengyi's eyes had been staring at the pot of beef brisket for a long time, and now he finally tasted it, feeling satisfied.

Lin Tong hadn't eaten the food cooked by Sister Lin for a long time. Seeing everyone enjoying the meal, he felt equally happy.

Where the fireworks are in the world, the flavor of the new year is getting stronger.

For Chinese people, such a meal is the most important ritual on New Year's Eve.

The New Year's Eve party is playing on TV, and I am surrounded by my most familiar and trusted friends. There was a lot of cheering and laughter.

The atmosphere is one thing, and Lin Zhiwan's craftsmanship is another.

Su Chengyi felt that she hadn't had such a happy meal in a long time.

Sister Lin deserves to enjoy the Ancestral Temple!

After the meal, tonight's chef was forced to take a break.

Others helped clear the dishes, wash the dishes, wipe the table and sweep the floor.

The young masters and ladies who have no fingers in the water are also clumsy in their work.

Miss Chu successfully broke two spoons, Miss Han used up half a bottle of dish soap when washing two bowls, and Master Xu wiped the table three times and it was still dirty.

Of course, everyone was laughed at by Su Chengyi, who claimed to have been self-reliant since childhood, but he was actually not much better.

After all, a person's life in the past was just about making ends meet.

Just being alive is considered a great success.

Most of the work was done by the taciturn He Wufei and Lin Tong.

Lin Zhiwan couldn't feel at ease even watching TV, for fear that these people would bump into each other and be worried.

It wasn't until they gathered around the sofa again that she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After the meal, of course, it’s entertainment time.

Xu Yang brought a lot of board games over and said aggressively that he wanted revenge.

"What grudge?"

"Have you all forgotten? The time we played ghost cards in Rocket Class, I suffered all the humiliation, and I must repay it today!"

Recalling how embarrassing that day was, Xu Yang couldn't help shouting:

"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Okay, let's deal the cards."

Han Bing smiled sadly and clapped the table in challenge.

Half an hour later.

"Does Xu Yang really know how to play cards?"

He Wufei couldn't help but ask.

“It looked like I was watching someone play two games and then get on the field.”

Su Chengyi commented objectively.

"Damn it! Stop laughing at me! Help me!"

Xu Yang only had the last chip left in front of him, but Han Bing had already made a lot of money and gave the chip to Chu Qingmian as a building block.

"I won't fight this."

Su Chengyi spread his hands.

"What about another one? Mahjong?"

Xu Yang put his last chips into his pocket and took out the mahjong box under the table.

So there were four people sitting around the small table.

Su Chengyi only knows the rules and has never actually played mahjong with anyone, but his advantage lies in his ability to remember and count cards.

Han Bing is obviously a veteran, she knows everything just like the casino owner at home.

Xu Yang is a representative with great momentum but poor strength.

In comparison, Chu Qingmian was like a mascot Fuwa, but Han Bing would feed her cards in a very unscrupulous manner.

So after a few rounds of fighting, Xu Yang was still in debt from everywhere, and he lost his pants in compensation.

So the responsibility of buying milk tea for everyone fell on him.

Xu Yang left the table and Lin Tong took his place. Su Chengyi was also a little tired and decided to let He Wufei come to the table and play a few games.

He got up and went to the balcony to get some air, and happened to see Xu Yang running out the door downstairs.

Good guy, I never saw him run so fast during the physical exam.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening. There was a New Year's Eve event in the shopping mall opposite, and people were gradually gathering.

Xu Yang will probably have to wait in line for these cups of milk tea until next year.

Su Chengyi was about to call him to tell him not to buy it, but when he turned on his phone, he saw an unread message.

Chen Jinzhi will participate in Satellite TV's New Year's Eve event today. This is almost the largest official program since the 101 Troupe's debut, so she has been busy rehearsing.

This unread message is scheduled on the program list.

"101 Girl Group Song and Dance Show"

Chen Jinzhi sang his first solo single "Until You Come". "

Unexpectedly, Su Chengyi was a little surprised that the starting lineup would be tonight.

For uninformed fans, this can be said to be the biggest surprise of the new year.

It seems to be the same for producers.

Su Chengyi was about to send a congratulations when a new message from Chen Jinzhi popped up.

"The more people get louder, the more I feel you should be by my side."

Yes, Su Chengyi suddenly realized why he always felt empty in his heart.

So he deleted the edited "congratulations" in the chat box word by word and replied again:

"One day I will appear by your side."

"Happy New Year, big star."

Waiting for everything to be understood by you, fingers intertwined.

Across time, there will always be a day when you will appear by my side.

Su Chengyi turned around, leaned on the railing, and looked at the four people still fighting on the mahjong table.

Lin Tong and He Wufei's skills couldn't be said to be good, but they were still much better than Xu Yang. Han Bing began to get serious, instructing Chu Qingmian on how to play tricks from time to time.

Lin Zhiwan, who was alone, sat quietly for a while. Suddenly, his attention was attracted by the guitar placed in the corner. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the strings, and quickly retracted his hand.

Su Chengyi opened the balcony door and walked in, smiling and asking:

"Want to try it?"

Lin Zhiwan shook her head, but her eyes shone with hope.

"Want to hear it?"

Su Chengyi changed his explanation.

Just as Lin Zhiwan was about to nod, the sound of mahjong being pushed down and shuffled was heard.

It was too difficult to listen to a guitar in this environment. Su Chengyi plucked the strings and gave up the idea for the time being.

Lin Tong glanced at the two people in the corner and suddenly clapped his hands, thinking of something important.

"Mr. Yi, I bought Spring Festival couplets when I came here today. They are blank. You can write them!"

"Ok?"

Su Chengyi was a little surprised. The last time he wrote Spring Festival couplets was when his grandfather led him to write them.

At that time, he was still young and his handwriting was not good-looking, but his grandfather still posted it on the door and showed it off to everyone.

After many years, I stood in front of two red Spring Festival couplets again, and my mood was a bit complicated.

Chu Qingmian unscrewed the ink tank and lay beside it expectantly, waiting for him to write.

"Su Chengyi, have you thought of what to write?"

"No, class representative, think about it?"

Su Chengyi shook his head, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, dipped in ink and stopped writing.

"Don't write something so corny."

Han Bing put forward his opinion.

Su Chengyi pondered for a long time, then wrote with a splash of ink:

"Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty, tomorrow tomorrow."

Every time he wrote a word, the people next to him would pronounce it in a long tone.

"What, a limerick!"

Obviously, the small class representatives were not very satisfied with this first couplet.

But his handwriting is really beautiful, his writing style is as strong as a dragon, and his writing is flowing and flowing.

"Where's the second line?"

Chu Qingmian took another piece of Spring Festival couplet paper and carefully smoothed the corners.

"Second couplet."

Su Chengyi thought for a moment and raised the corners of his mouth.

"I just wish Mianmian could be at ease."

A stroke of the pen, a perfect finish.

"Alas--"

There was a burst of teasing and booing all around.

Chu Qingmian's ears instantly turned red and she raised her eyes to glare at him.

"You are not allowed to write like this! How can you post it like this!"

So under Miss Chu's too shy protest, Su Chengyi rewrote a second line.

Everyone came to the door and put up Spring Festival couplets together.

"Be careful not to paste them in the wrong order!"

"Don't roll this edge up."

"Where's Hengpi?"

After the work was done, everyone admired it with satisfaction for a long time, and then took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

First couplet: Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty will wait for Ming Dynasty.

Second line: I only wish you all to be free and happy.

Hengpi: Good times come every year!

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Today is New Year’s Eve!

Huaiyu Zhenfeng is here to wish everyone a Happy New Year! ! !

Thank you all for your follow-up and support throughout this year! Thank you so much!

In 2024, everyone must go smoothly and prosper with the God of Wealth! ! ! Smooth, smooth, smooth! ! !

　Thanks to the book friend Power, the only divine bishop, the book friend’s tail number is 3222, and the tail number is 7917 for the reward!

　　

　

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