The good party was disrupted by Zhang Weilei, and everyone lost interest. Gao Jialiang suggested eating hot pot and chatting while eating.
This proposal was agreed by everyone, but Chen Hansheng found that Xiao Rongyu looked at him strangely.
After sitting down in the hot pot restaurant, Chen Hansheng quietly asked: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Xiao Rongyu answered calmly.
Chen Hansheng pouted, thinking that you said "nothing" in your mouth, but your face clearly said "I have a problem, hurry up and comfort me"
Gao Jialiang was still talking about something else: "Chen Hansheng, congratulations, you can get a junior sister next year."
Chen Hansheng misunderstood: "Next year we will be sophomores, everyone can get a junior sister."
"We are different."
Next, Gao Jialiang deliberately exaggerated Luo Xuan's story, saying that junior sister Luo vowed to go to the Finance College and refused to listen to her family's crying persuasion. This kind of infatuation moved many people...
Others thought it was funny and followed suit.
Only Xiao Rongyu drank barley tea silently, one cup after another, as if he had a grudge against the barley tea in the hot pot restaurant.
Chen Hansheng didn't care at first, but his face gradually darkened after hearing the rest.
"Luo Xuan went to the Finance Institute because of me?"
"Pah!"
Xiao Rongyu put down the teacup heavily, and her arrogant nature was activated again: "Why, you can't wait now?"
Chen Hansheng glanced at Xiao Rongyu, thinking that although you are prettier than her, I have had a relationship with Junior Sister Luo, but I didn't know that she went to the Finance Institute for me at that time. No wonder she chased me so fiercely back then.
"No, I don't even know her, how can you be so impatient?"
Chen Hansheng quietly held Xiao Rongyu's finger and said with a smile: "When I look for a girlfriend in the future, Xiaoyuer will be the lowest standard. Luo Xuan can't compare with Xiaoyuer, so I don't like her."
"Bah!"
"Puff!"
"Shameless!"
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As soon as Chen Hansheng finished speaking, he immediately attracted a lot of complaints. Gao Jialiang said directly: "Xiaoyuer is also a school beauty in the flight attendant major of our school. Chen Hansheng, you are waiting to be single, Zibo, don't you think so?"
Wang Zibo had met Shen Youchu, and silently replied in his heart: "Not necessarily."
Even Xiao Rongyu thought that Chen Hansheng was promising that he would not have any contact with Luo Xuan, and gradually put his mind at ease.
Just as the hot pot soup base was served, everyone talked about food.
After eating hot pot, Xiao Rongyu wanted to go shopping with other girls, and Chen Hansheng went home together on the pretext of having something to discuss with Wang Zibo.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Zibo asked curiously.
"Can you contact Luo Xuan?"
Chen Hansheng said: "It's not good for me to come forward on this matter. Please contact Luo Xuan and help me convey it. Just tell her that I have a girlfriend and ask her not to come to the Finance Institute."
Wang Zibo laughed when he heard it: "I thought you would be happy to have another fangirl."
Chen Hansheng glared at him: "Don't you know what's going on with me?"
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Wang Zibo really tried his best to do things for his friends, and a few days later he sent a message.
"Xiao Chen, Luo Xuan said that it doesn't matter if you have a girlfriend. Anyway, she just wants to apply for the Finance Institute."
"Fuck, she is still so crazy. Whatever happens, I don't care."
Chen Hansheng was preparing to take the driver's license test, and hung up the phone without saying anything more.
Listening to the busy tone of the phone, Wang Zibo shook his head and sighed: "Next year's Jianye will be very interesting."
Chen Hansheng once commented on him in this way.
As for Chen Hansheng's driving test, Xiao Hongwei personally made a call, and the driving school opened a VIP channel for full-time coaches to accompany him in driving practice.
Originally thought that this was a loss-making business, but unexpectedly Chen Hansheng understood the rules very well, paid a lot of tuition fees, and the coach's cigarettes were also supplied.
On the first day of driving practice, Chen Hansheng took out a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes and stuffed it into the coach's hand. The coach declined: "No, I don't smoke."
Chen Hansheng smiled: "You're welcome, I'll only come for two days at most."
The coach didn't understand what was going on, and thought that Chen Hansheng only had time to practice for two days. It was not until Chen Hansheng stepped on the accelerator that the coach knew that he only needed to practice for two days.
On the third day, Chen Hansheng applied for the test, and the driving school urgently arranged it.
The driver's license test in 2002 was not an electronic eye, and the difficulty was very low. Chen Hansheng got the driver's license by hand.
After returning home in the evening, Liang Meijuan stared at the driver's license in a daze.
"Why, you want to take the test too?"
Chen Zhaojun walked over and said.
Liang Meijuan shook her head: "Why would a middle-aged woman like me take this exam? Besides, you don't need to drive to work in Hong Kong. It's most convenient to ride a bicycle."
"I just think that little bastard is a little strange. Why would he, a college student, take this exam? He didn't even ask us for the exam money."
Chen Zhaojun supported: "What's wrong with young people learning more? If he wants money, we'll give it to him. If he doesn't want it, we'll pretend we don't know."
Liang Meijuan sighed: "I feel that our son is getting farther and farther away from us."
Chen Zhaojun saw that his wife's menopausal syndrome came again, so he pretended to rest.
The winter vacation time is not fast or slow. When he is idle, he feels uncomfortable all over, but when he is busy visiting relatives, Chen Hansheng is particularly looking forward to going back to school.
In this holiday rhythm, the New Year's Eve finally arrived.
Chen Hansheng helped to burn the paste and paste the couplets. Liang Meijuan bought Chen Hansheng a new set of clothes as usual, implying that there will be new ideas every year.
In the evening, the family of three sat in front of the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Liang Meijuan held the dough in one hand and the stuffing in the other. These were the dumplings to be eaten on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.
At eight o'clock, the host's voice came from the TV: "This is the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala of China Central Television. Thank you to the people of all ethnic groups in the country, the Chinese people all over the world, and the thousands of households in front of the TV. Once again, we will meet at the Spring Festival Gala and welcome the New Year..."
The firecrackers outside have not stopped since the afternoon. When the Spring Festival Gala started, another wave of fierce firecrackers came. Chen Hansheng walked to the window and could still smell the thick smell of gunpowder.
"Come quickly, the skit is here." Liang Meijuan reminded.
Chen Hansheng walked back to the sofa and began to send messages to Guo Zhongyun, Yu Yueping, Zhong Jiancheng and others, and even sent one to Liu Zhizhou and Kong Jing.
Liu Zhizhou did not reply, but Kong Jing unexpectedly replied.
"Thank you. I wish you and your family good health and a happy family reunion."
Chen Hansheng thought that Kong Jing's age and charm did not look like a girl, and he didn't know if she was married.
Not long after, Xiao Rongyu called. She was not looking for Chen Hansheng. They often met and didn't need to say Happy New Year. She was greeting Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan.
Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu chatted for a long time, and after hanging up the phone, she sighed: "I can't hear what's going on with Xiao Shen?"
Chen Hansheng thought that there was no base station in that place, and his mobile phone would turn into a brick if he went there.
Chen Zhaojun knocked on the table twice and reminded: "Ms. Liang Meijuan, don't be too greedy. Xiaoyu'er is already very good. Be careful not to think too much and end up with nothing." Liang Meijuan said faintly: "Xiaoyu'er is of course good, but Shen Youchu looks so pitiful. I really miss her." Chen Hansheng sat on the sofa and didn't want to talk. Now he would be wrong if he spoke. Unexpectedly, he received a text message from Shang Yanyan at more than 10 o'clock in the evening. "Dear, Happy New Year." Chen Hansheng replied: Don't call the wrong name during the New Year. "After a while, Shang Yanyan sent another message." "Dad, Happy New Year." Chen Hansheng couldn't help laughing. Such a coquettish operation, but thinking about calling out the name "Dad" from that attractive red lips, it was actually a bit stuffy in the winter. At 12 o'clock in the evening, Chen Zhaojun said to Chen Hansheng: "I used to set off firecrackers at this time every year, but this year I'll leave it to you."
Chen Hansheng came downstairs, and the sound of firecrackers rang out from all directions. He lit the fuse, put his hands in his pockets and watched the flames jump around in the dark night. The red paper wrapped on the firecrackers was blown everywhere.
When I looked up, it seemed to be snowing.
Xiao Rongyu called immediately.
"Xiao Chen, it's snowing."
"Auspicious snow means a good harvest."