In the evening, Zhang Tan went to attend Ku Xun's banquet. Xiaobai followed him out of the door, downstairs, into the yard, and stood at the gate, asking him all the way what he was doing and who he was eating with.
What about Mang Mang, when will you be back? Do you know how to drink? Don't get drunk. Please be careful when driving. Do you want to invite her to go with you? It wasn't until I watched Zhang Tan disappear in the alley that I reluctantly returned home.
At home, under the warm light, grandma has prepared a steaming dinner and fragrant croquettes.
Zhang Tan finally felt some care and warmth from home. It was a really different feeling to have a child who cared about him. It was a completely different feeling than being cared about by his girlfriend.
My girlfriend's concern is more due to hormonal effects.
When my daughter misses her, it really touches the softest place in her heart.
Pooh!
Zhang Tan couldn't help but despise himself, he was worthy of being the King of the Sea.
The sun goes down, the moon rises, and the woods in Little Red Horse's yard become lively.
It's early winter, and the weather is not very cold yet. The little bugs are seizing the last carnival time of the year. In the warm atmosphere set off by the setting sun, they play, play and sing. It's so lively that it attracts children one after another to crawl into the woods.
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The little teachers blocked the edge of the grove and refused to let them in, saying that they had been bitten by bugs, but they still couldn't resist the children's strong curiosity and the naivety of one child who had no long memory; other children followed.
I went to look for the little bugs, and they came out happily one by one. Only she, covering her face, looked unhappy because she was grabbed by the children again.
She was persuaded by Xiaomi, otherwise she would still be wandering around in the woods, which would make it easier for many people.
She left the grove and went to find Liuliu. Although Guawazi Liuliu always liked to bully her, Guawazi Liuliu only allowed himself to bully her.
"Puliuli—Fat Puliuli!"
Dudu didn't see Liliu in the yard, nor did he see it when he came to the classroom. He climbed the stairs and went to Boss Zhang's house to look for it, but found it in the corridor.
In addition to Liliu, Xiaobai and Xier were also there. The three children were sitting on the steps, playing with their mobile phones and laughing non-stop.
Xiaobai and Xi'er each had a mobile phone in their hands, and voices kept coming from the mobile phones:
"Pony run~"
"Tick-tick-tick-tick~"
…
Liuliu sat next to Xiaobai, sitting on the steps, turning her body sideways, tilting her head, almost pressing on Xiaobai, with a look of envy and anxiety on her face.
She wants to play too!
But she was ruthlessly rejected by Xiaobai! She didn’t care about any personal relationship, and boasted that she was a killer who had no feelings! Let her crawl away quickly, or kill her!
Pomegranate muttered with a face full of displeasure, thinking in her mind that Xiaobai was a melon boy with a black butt, so he would bully her, Pomegranate, and told her to go away just to tell her to go away! He actually asked her to crawl away! She again
Not Coyotito! Was she scared?╭(╯^╰)╮
She raised her butt, crawled away using her hands and feet, came to Xi'er, sat down next to her, turned her little body sideways, tilted her little head, and her big face almost reached the screen of her mobile phone.
"Ho ho ho, have fun."
"Run duck~~The big bad wolf is chasing you."
"It's not good, Pony is about to die~~Little Pomegranate knows how to see a doctor, let Little Pomegranate come~"
When Dudu also sat over, the phone had already fallen into Luliu's hand, and Xi'er was watching and playing next to Liliu, taking full responsibility for hiahiahia~
Xiaobai noticed the situation here and warned Liuliu not to steal Xier's game.
Liuliu quickly promised that she would not bully Xi'er. Xi'er gave it to her to play with. She would return it to Xi'er in a moment and ask her to save the pony first. She is the little miracle doctor duck.
"What's wrong with the pony?" Xiaobai came over and took a look. She was very surprised. Her pony never got sick. It was either alive or dead. How could it still get sick?
Without waiting for Liuliu's answer, Xi'er couldn't wait to tell Xiaobai that the pony was bitten by the big bad wolf and bled a lot. Could it be that he was going to die?
Liuliu hurriedly patted her belly and promised that Pony would never die in her hands! She guaranteed with her life, and said harshly that if Pony dies, she will die with him! She just wants to give her a little more time.
She saves the pony.
Xiaobai:(○o○)
Xi'er:(○o○)
Dudu: (○o○)
"Liuliu, what are you playing at? Give me Kangkang."
Dudu curiously moved closer to Liuliu, and Liuliu pushed her away a little so that she wouldn't interfere with her escape with the pony.
She had just given the pony a doctor and was able to stand up and run, but she was not happy yet because the big bad wolf was catching up with her again.
"I'm Kangkang, I'm Kangkang, I'm Dudu, I run so well."
Dudu told Liliu and Xier very, very seriously.
She really didn't lie. Her ability to escape was her unique skill. It was acquired through practice and it was also a natural gene.
"*...%￥...#￥" Liuliu complained vaguely.
Dudu kept asking her to show it, which made the pomegranate so annoying that it was about to explode.
"Oh, don't touch me, I'm almost bored to death."
Liuliu was angry and stared at the restless Dudu.
Dudu was frightened by her, and he was speechless for a long time. Just when he thought Dudu was frightened, he only heard her say weakly: "I run so fast~Pang Liuliu~"
Durian: ψ(*｀ー′)ψ
Xi'er said: "Dudu runs really fast."
pomegranate:o╰_╯
At Lychee TV, the deputy director Chang Wen has not gone home yet and stays in the office to deal with things. On the phone, the deputy editor is reporting to him about today's visit. He has been listening quietly and humming from time to time to express his approval.
After finishing the call, he looked at the clock on the wall, picked up the thermos cup on the desk, walked out, closed the office door behind him, and came to the backstage of the studio.
Today, "The Twelve Hours of Chang'an" aired the ninth and tenth episodes. The ninth episode has been aired and the tenth episode is currently airing.
As soon as he came in, he asked the person in charge about the predicted ratings for the first episode.
"Please wait a moment, the statistics are being finalized, it will be done soon."
After finishing speaking, the person in charge went to sort out the data, and soon came back beaming, "It's out - it's broken 2!"
Chang Wen was unscrewing the thermos cup and preparing to take a sip of tea. When he heard this, his hand shook and he almost spilled the tea.
These days, his dream is that the ratings of "Chang'an Twelve Hours" have exceeded 2. At every morning meeting, the station director asks him almost every time.
The person in charge quickly came to him and finished the second half of the sentence: "It's almost! This time the predicted result is 1.95%!"
Chang Wen tightened his palms and almost slapped the thermos cup on his head! You were really teasing him!
He said angrily: "Your forecasts are habitually higher than the final data."
The person in charge said: "The number taken is the lowest one, and the higher one is already more than 2%."
Chang Wen nodded, constantly telling himself to be steady and steady to avoid making jokes.
He stayed at the TV station until the tenth episode was finished and then went home. His 19-year-old daughter was watching TV in the living room. It was a music talent show and she was shouting excitedly.
His wife asked her to stop reading and it was time to go to bed.
Chang Wen also advised: "Stop reading and go back to your room to sleep."
"No! It's still so early."
"Don't stay up late all the time."
At this time, he received a text message from the TV station on his mobile phone. He only glanced at it, became excited, and immediately told his daughter not to rush back to the room to sleep, but to continue playing music and dancing!
His daughter looked back at him in surprise.
"He finally broke 2! How many years have I been waiting for this day!!"
"What's wrong? Dad, you're talking dirty!!"
"Hahaha, this is great news, but I'm not allowed to say any dirty words."
His wife complained that he said swear words in front of their daughter, accusing him of being a cultural person who used swear words from time to time, which was obviously a lack of self-cultivation.
"Cultivation is a hammer! Swear words are populist!"