Pamela is really popular, I haven't noticed it in the Magic City, but when I get to my own territory, my return rate is really high.
Fan Qifeng went home with Su Yan to celebrate the New Year because his parents were abroad. The two of them drove alternately, so it was not too tiring.
Mom and dad are still in the store, but they are not as enthusiastic about their son's arrival at home.
After all, I have come back so often in the past two months. In the past, I might have rarely come back once a year, and every time I had to go out of my way to buy vegetables and cook.
When the car stopped at the door of the shop and the horn was honked a few times, the two elders slowly raised their heads.
"Oh, my son is back."
Dad was feeling better and came out to greet the new car, but he walked around the new car a few times and finally shook his head.
"It's too small, too narrow, and boring. My car is better."
After saying hello, he put his hands behind his back and hummed a tune before going shopping for groceries.
"Xiao Feng is here. Auntie told you to treat it as your own home. The room has been tidied up for you. Let's go home."
What follows is a routine of eating and sleeping, and it’s New Year’s Eve in a blink of an eye.
The family happily sat in front of the TV and watched the Spring Festival Gala.
Wannai Satellite TV also sent invitations to the Running Man members, but many of them declined. Those who celebrated the Chinese New Year wanted to spend time with their families.
Teacher Guo once again appeared on the YanTV stage this year, and the effect was not bad. At least he made Su Yan laugh.
My mother asked suddenly while eating melon seeds.
"The program you filmed near grandma's house is also going to be broadcast on Yanshi? Your dad and I have also been to Yangfang. There were not many people and there were no special scenes. Will anyone watch this broadcast?"
Lao Su replied to her: "What do you know? If it's not good, will the TV station pay for it? My son is so good. If he makes a program, everyone will rush for it."
After saying that, he proudly poured a cup of Maotai and took a sip.
This was brought back by Su Yan. Dad only likes this, just a small drink, never drink too much.
So my mother let him go.
The successive programs were a bit boring, and Fan Qifeng yawned.
"Hey Su Yan, you said that if we have a happy cooperation this time and the results are good, will there be an opportunity for you to direct the Spring Festival Gala?"
These words also made my parents curious, and they turned their heads to look at themselves.
Su Yan smiled and shook his head: "Have you ever seen such a young Spring Festival Gala director? This depends on qualifications and experience.
Although everyone scolds me every year, I still continue to watch it every year. Why? This is a habit.
Look at all the directors in the past who didn't have some skills, but it's really hard to agree. There are more than one billion people, how can one party satisfy everyone's needs?
I actually really admire them. They have to bear a lot of pressure and work hard for several months, but in the end they can't get it right.
I'm not willing to do it. If I have the time, I might as well stay at home with my parents, right?"
The mother was very happy after hearing this, and touched her son's head with her hand: "Yes, anyone who likes to do this thankless job can do it, we don't care about it."
Dad also nodded in support.
Before eleven o'clock, the two elders felt tired and went back to their rooms to rest.
Su Yan and his old classmates were sitting on the floor, drinking beer, watching TV and chatting.
"Have you decided when to leave?" Fan Qifeng peeled off a peanut and threw it into his mouth.
Firecrackers are not prohibited in this small southern city, so fireworks rise from time to time, lighting up the sky.
Su Yan looked out the window: "It's probably mid-March. There's also a Chinese New Year celebration there. I'm waiting for arrangements."
"Actually, I really didn't expect that after several years of going around in circles, we could meet each other and still work in the same field.
You suddenly transformed and became a great director."
Su Yan held the cup with him: "Isn't it strange? You can go from a handsome boy to a fat man now. What else is impossible?"
"Don't come here." Fan Qifeng was unhappy: "There's nothing I can do about it. When I went abroad, I suddenly became a person who gained weight just by drinking water. It was also very painful for me.
Hey, by the way, are our high school classmates still in touch?"
Su Yan knew what he wanted to ask.
"It's over. It's been over a long time ago. I haven't seen her since graduation."
"Hey~" Classmate Fan sighed: "They say love in school is the most beautiful."
"What kind of love is that? It's an attempt at most." Su Yan laughed at himself.
Liao Xiaoxiao was the class beauty in high school. At that time, many young boys, including Su Yan, had a secret crush on this beautiful girl.
But the reality was always unsatisfactory. Under Fan Qifeng's instigation, Su Yan finally had the courage to buy a gift to express his love on the eve of graduation.
The rejection by the other party was tactful, there was no ridiculous plot, there was no such thing as disliking the poor and loving the rich. It was purely because Su Yan at that time was too introverted and usually had no sense of existence, so the other party had no impression of him at all.
This is why he immediately got braces when he entered college. His originally uneven teeth made him embarrassed to communicate with others.
"Do you think Xiaoxiao would change his mind if he knew your current identity? And I feel that our writer Lijun seems to be somewhat similar to her."
"I guess I've been married a long time ago. Don't think of me as a philistine. I still want to keep this first love in my heart."
Su Yan never thinks about these unrealistic things. Even if they meet one day, I believe they will just smile at each other and say "hello", and that's it.
"As for Lijun, she does look a bit similar, but her personality is so different.
Xiao Xiaoduo is quiet and quiet.
Lijun is like a crazy girl, running around all day long, and only Sister Hong can control her. Sometimes I have trouble speaking.
She was the one to host this annual meeting. It really scared me. I was really worried about making a scene on stage, but it was okay."
Fan Paopao laughed twitchingly, not daring to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the two elders.
"Indeed, during the filming, she came up with all the torturous ideas."
"Yes, so this time Sister Hong didn't want to go abroad, so I took her with me."
"Hehe, you two can do it..." Fan Qifeng laughed with unknown meaning.
"Get out! I always treat her as my sister."
"Tch, you two are obviously the same age, why are you pretending to be the big brother?" Paopao said disdainfully.
"Believe it or not." Su Yan was too lazy to answer him and turned to look at the TV.
Fan Qifeng no longer struggled with this issue and changed his tone of voice sincerely.
"Hey, if Yanshi really invites you to shoot the Spring Festival Gala, will you go?"
The show is still going on and it looks very lively.
Su Yan thought for a while before replying: "I really don't know.
First of all, if the invitation really comes, it means that it is an affirmation of me, and I will definitely be happy.
But this pressure may not be bearable anymore. Thinking about countless people scolding me in front of the TV, the feeling is simply overwhelming."
Paopao spat at him: "It's so shameless. I just assumed that you dared to be serious. It's really shameless."
"Get out!"
"No! This is my home now too."
"It won't be the case now."
"What you said doesn't count."
The two bickered like children, the host on the TV started counting down, and the fireworks outside the window kept blooming.