The day after the second public performance is New Year’s Eve. Although the trainees cannot go home to celebrate the New Year with their families, the program team also gave them a day off. In addition to preparing New Year’s Eve dinner and watching the Spring Festival Gala together, they can also make video calls to their families to wish them a happy new year.
The program team also gave red sweatshirts and red socks to the trainees whose zodiac year this year, but only two lucky ones among the 24 trainees received them, while the others only received a small box.
The box was delivered to the dormitory door. When the staff knocked on the door, Tong Juan and Pei Siran were lying on their beds.
"I'll go."
Tong Juan got up after he finished speaking, thinking that someone was waiting at the door, so he hurried over. However, when he opened the door, the entire corridor was empty. He looked around and saw that the door of the dormitory next door was also open, so he asked, "Are you knocking on the door?"
He shook his head and glanced at the ground. "It should be the production team that gave us this."
Tong Juan followed his line of sight and suddenly realized: "So that's how it is. Thank you."
Then he picked up the box and went back to the house.
"Pei Siran, the production team has given us something again."
Hearing that there might be an advantage to be gained, Pei Siran sat up from the bed and asked, "What happened?"
Tong Juan sat directly on Pei Siran's bed and opened the box. Although the box was not big, it was very full. In addition to the Spring Festival couplets, window decorations, and candies, there were also two red envelopes.
"Red envelopes!" Tong Juan immediately found the key point. After being taught some knowledge about the Chinese New Year by the system, he became very interested in these things. "Will there be money in it?"
Pei Siran shook his head. "It's only a few dollars."
With so many trainees, if the production team gives money to each of them one by one, they will probably go bankrupt.
Although the two people said they didn't believe it, their hands moved every second, and they were both dumbfounded after opening it.
"Is there a lottery ticket in here?" Tong Juan was stunned. It was the first time he saw a lottery ticket in this form and it was very novel.
"It's just a lottery ticket. Why are you so happy?" Pei Siran was a little puzzled. He took out the key from the drawer and threw one to Tong Juan. "Try scratching it."
Tong Juan let out an "oh" and lowered his head to shave.
"Kindness, diligence, hard work..."
"Five dollars!"
"Five more bucks!"
"Wuhu! I made ten dollars!"
Pei Siran: “?”
Is this also possible???
He immediately lowered his head and started scratching, but the result was not satisfactory. All ten scratch-off areas were filled with excellent qualities of the flower-growing nation, such as selflessness and diligence, and there was not a single number.
Was he not sincere enough? Why didn't he even give him ten dollars?
"Didn't you say you had bad luck?" Pei Siran muttered softly.
Tong Juan nodded, "Didn't you give me this red envelope?"
Pei Siran: “…”
So angry.
Forget it, there’s nothing wrong with giving his good luck to Tong Juan.
"Let's put up the Spring Festival couplets and window decorations."
The two people took apart the Spring Festival couplets and found that they were blank. Their expressions froze.
"Are we asked to write it ourselves..." Tong Juanmai was confused. This question was a bit beyond the scope for him.
"It's okay, don't panic."
After Pei Siran finished speaking, he packed everything back into the box, walked to the table and sat down, then picked up the brush prepared for them by the program team and started writing.
The first line means you can eat a lot but won’t gain weight, the second line means full of hope, and the horizontal banner means good luck in your debut.
After finishing it, I was quite satisfied with it. After the ink dried, I took Tong Juan to stick it on the door.
Tong Juan stared blankly at the vigorous and powerful characters on the wall, thinking that they were so good and amazing. "You can actually write calligraphy?"
Pei Siran shrugged proudly, "I know a lot."
At this time, people from the neighboring dormitory also came out to put up Spring Festival couplets.
Tong Juan pulled Pei Siran to stand there and prepare to see what was written next to him, "Light up the lanterns and decorate the house to welcome the New Year, and celebrate the festival with joy."
Looking at the simple words on the door of his dormitory, Tong Juan felt a little embarrassed, "How about we change it?"
"No, this one is fine." Pei Siran said stubbornly, then pulled Tong Juan, closed the door and went back to the house.
Even if they are not at home, the Chinese people are still deeply happy about the New Year. After the twenty-four trainees arrived at the cafeteria, the already noisy atmosphere became even noisier, as if there were more than two hundred people.
Zhong Yi had heard about the Spring Festival couplets posted by Tong Juan and Pei Siran, and came over to mock them, "You're still eating a lot but not getting fat and full of hope. Why don't you just write one, two, three, four, five?"
Pei Siran stared at Zhong Yi for a few seconds, then grabbed the hood of Zhong Yi's sweatshirt and prepared to drag him to the corner to give him a loving education.
"Brother! Brother Pei!" Zhong Yi grabbed Tong Juan's arm and struggled hard, swearing to never be dragged away by Pei Siran. "It's New Year's Day, please let the child go."
Pei Siran's eyes changed when he saw Zhong Yi dared to grab Tong Juan, "Let go."
"I won't! You let me go first and then I will!"
Pei Siran said indifferently: "3, 2..."
Zhong also wanted to cry but had no tears.
Tong Juan directly turned Zhong Yi behind him and said in a traditional way, "It's New Year's Day, stop making trouble."
Pei Siran snorted and let go of the hand that was pulling Tong Juan's hat.
The program team now calls the trainees to the cafeteria to let them prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner by themselves. They are divided into groups according to the second public performance, with four people at a table, and they cook their own food.
Tong Juan looked at himself and saw that he was one of three teammates. He sighed and confessed his situation truthfully: "Except making dumplings, I probably can't do anything else."
Pei Siran nodded: "It doesn't matter, you just need to cheer us on from the side."
"Yes. Whenever Brother Pei finishes a dish, Tong Juan will dance 'Ode to Loveliness' beside him." Because they were so close, even Jin Boyu started to tease Tong Juan.
"Or that girl group dance will be fine too." Shi Xihang said, touching his chin.
Tong Juan: “…”
That's so insulting.
"How about that?" Tong Juan blinked cautiously, "I'll bake some cookies for everyone."
Cookies? It doesn’t seem to fit the atmosphere of the New Year’s Eve dinner.
But seeing Tong Juan's expectant look, the other three nodded in agreement.
"Then try grilling it."
"Yeah, the production team has prepared quite a lot of stuff, there should be an oven."
"There is an oven. I saw it when I came here just now."
"That's a lot of hard work. We can't eat too much. After all, we still have the New Year's Eve dinner. We can just bake a few as dessert after the meal."
Tong Juan nodded obediently: "Okay!"
The New Year’s Eve dinner for four people was actually very simple. The production team gave them five minutes to discuss the menu, but they finalized it in less than three minutes.
Pei Siran and Shi Xihang cooked, Jin Boyu was mainly responsible for making dumplings, and Tong Juan could also help Jin Boyu make dumplings in between making the cookies.
After the division of labor was completed, Pei Siran and Shi Xihang were thinking about what dishes to cook. Since they were few in number and didn't eat much, it was more appropriate for each person to have one dish. However, the number four was not auspicious, so they wanted to add a soup, but five was an odd number.
Shi Xihang thought for a long time, and then an idea came to him: "Aren't there still some Tong Juan cookies?"
"Oh, right." Pei Siran was relieved. "Okay, it's decided."
When the five minutes were up, the director came out again with a megaphone and said, "Are you ready? We're going to start grabbing the food now."
Zhong Yi replied with full energy: "Ready!"
"Okay, let's start now."
Following the assistant director's whistle, a group of big boys rushed out like wild horses.
It was natural for Pei Siran to do this kind of physical work. He is tall, has long legs, runs fast, and has a bad temper. He will definitely stand out among the trainees.
Sure enough, after a fight, Pei Siran was the first to run back with a tray.
Shi Xihang was terrified: "Be careful with the eggs!"
After receiving the dishes, the four people immediately started working according to their respective division of labor. Tong Juan's cookies were the first to be made. After putting the cookies in the oven, Tong Juan went to help Jin Boyu make dumplings.
Jin Boyu was extremely surprised, "You did it so quickly?"
Tong Juan nodded, "My skills in baking cookies are pretty good."
After all, people of his time didn’t eat these traditional delicacies, but there were many varieties of snacks.
When the New Year's Eve dinner is almost ready, the Spring Festival Gala officially begins. Although young people nowadays rarely watch the Spring Festival Gala, if they don't spend the New Year at home, it still adds some New Year flavor.
Pei Siran and Shi Xihang are very good at cooking. They both seem to be ignorant of the different types of grains, but the food they cook is really delicious.
"Try this shrimp and egg dish, it's better than what I make at home." Pei Siran didn't dare to pick up some food for Tong Juan rashly, he just said it.
"Okay." Tong Juan nodded frantically. He didn't have time to talk now. The food cooked by these two people was so delicious. He loved the taste of this home-cooked meal.
“You can try bibimbap.”
"And this cold dish, it's a handicraft passed down from my family."
Tong Juan followed Pei Siran's instructions one by one, and the flesh on his cheeks bulged out like a little hamster.
Jin Boyu is the type who praises the food by saying it is delicious every time he takes a bite.
Pei Siran and Shi Xihang felt a sense of satisfaction radiating from the inside out when they saw Tong Juan and Jin Boyu eating so happily.
When the meal was almost over, the production team returned the trainees’ cell phones and gave them half an hour to greet their families.
Seeing that everyone around him had connected the video call, it was very lively. Even though there was a table between them, Tong Juan could hear the laughter of Grandma Zhong Yi on the other side.
In this hustle and bustle, only Tong Juan and himself on the phone screen were staring at each other, seeming out of place.
It was supposed to be a happy day for the whole family, but he felt a little lonely.
Tong Juan took a piece of cookie he had baked and took a sip, while looking at the people around him with some curiosity.
The screen of Pei Siran's phone next to him was a little too small. Tong Juan took a glance and saw that there were so many people who wanted to see Pei Siran that the screen was almost full.
The biscuit in his mouth had become a little cold, so Tong Juan picked up a new one and handed it to Pei Siran.
Pei Siran lowered his head and took it into his mouth. The rich and mellow taste instantly captured his taste buds, "It's delicious! Juanjuan is great."
Pei Siran swallowed the biscuit in his mouth, but he didn't notice Tong Juan's silence. He said to the phone excitedly: "Mom, let me introduce you to a new friend of mine."
Then she turned around and said to Tong Juan: "Tong Juan, my mother wants to see you."
When Tong Juan heard this, he quickly waved his hands. After all, their video chat time was limited, and he didn't want to waste Pei Siran's time with his family.
"Oh, it's okay." Pei Siran put the phone directly between himself and Tong Juan, put his arm around Tong Juan's shoulders and greeted, "Mom and Dad, this is my friend, Tong Juan."
The author has something to say: Don’t worry Pei Siran, in two years you can bring Tong Juan home for the New Year.
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