"This pork elbow is amazing," Su Yin praised. "And this sweet and sour crispy fish is delicious too."
"Who made this spicy chicken? It's so spicy that it's killing me." Lin Xuan'er didn't care about her image and gulped down the boiled water.
Liu Fenfang, the instigator, explained: "Spicy is good, it means you will be very prosperous next year!"
Zhou Yiyang has enough money now to eat all kinds of delicious food, but for some reason, he enjoyed tonight's meal particularly much.
Wang Xingrui also brought some bacon and sausages from home. Zhou Yiyang took a bite and felt as if he was back on Earth.
At that time, he celebrated the New Year alone, and always steamed a bowl of bacon and sausage, and had half a cup of Wuliangchun tea, which he usually didn't want to drink, and paired it with rice, which was a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
At this moment, he was extremely grateful to God for giving him the opportunity to live again.
"Brother Yang, come on, let's play drinking games!" Tang Yue had poured himself half a glass of Moutai at some point and was already drunk. "Hello, brothers, five, five is the best, six six six!"
"Tangtang, wake up, Tangtang, be strong!" Su Yin cooperated with Tang Yue's performance.
Lin Xuan'er and Guan Fei were whispering to each other, occasionally bursting into laughter.
Wang Xingrui is very studious and has already started discussing cooking skills with Liu Fenfang. She hopes to find time to get a chef's certificate in the future.
As soon as eight o'clock China time arrived, everyone turned around (including the drunk Tang Yue) and looked at the projection on the giant screen in the living room.
"Dear viewers, you are now watching the Huaxia TV Comprehensive Channel... and are currently broadcasting the 20xx Spring Festival Gala!"
Wang Xingrui placed her hand on Su Yin's knee and whispered, "When I was a kid, I went to the village chief's house to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The whole village gathered around a TV... well, it's a bit like tonight."
"I usually go out to celebrate the New Year with friends after dinner, but I will still rush back to count down with my mother." Su Yin said with a smile.
After Lin Xuaner poured Tang Yue a few glasses of boiled water, she finally came to her senses. "I've really never missed a Spring Festival Gala since I was a kid! I can recite lines from many skits by heart!"
"Really?" Zhou Yiyang said with a smile, "Then you can go to the Spring Festival Gala to perform skits. You have the talent."
"Okay!" Tang Yue laughed, "Then I'm going to play an old lady. That way there's a contrast, and everyone will remember me!"
"When I was a child, I wanted to go to my grandma's house to celebrate the New Year the most, because my grandma and uncle would give me a lot of snacks, and my mother would give me the junk food that I usually didn't let me eat." Lin Xuaner couldn't help laughing as she said this.
Zhou Yiyang also watched several skits with great gusto. Although they could not compare with those masterpieces on Earth in the 1980s, 1990s and early 20th century, they were still much funnier than the Spring Festival Gala skits in the last few years before he traveled through time.
At least they won't sacrifice humor to elevate the theme.
However, the performance of the songs was rather mediocre. Last year, the most popular singer was definitely Yue Shao, followed by Luo Chen and Helian Bei. They did not participate in the Spring Festival Gala, resulting in the songs they sang this year not resonating with people.
When it was almost midnight, almost everyone took out their cell phones and called their parents and family members.
Even though we are thousands of miles apart and in a foreign country, we still care about each other.
"Mom, they all said the dumplings I made today were delicious! Yes, yes, it's all because of your good teaching!" Tang Yue was dancing with joy while talking on the phone.
Wang Xingrui leaned against the door and chatted with her brother: "By the way, are Mom and Dad going to answer the phone? Okay, I got it. I will take care of myself. Happy New Year!"
Su Yin held her hand and stood in front of the window, "Mom, do you think we will see the same fireworks at the same time?"
"Of course," Ye Kongqing said gently, "If we look up, we can see the same star watching over us!"
Lin Xuan'er walked to a less crowded place with her phone in hand: "Hello, can you hear me? Dad, Mom, are you just celebrating New Year's this year? Oh, grandpa and grandma are here too? Grandma, Happy New Year..."
Guan Fei hung up the call with Bai Yangyu with a red face and quickly called her parents.
Zhou Yiyang was playing with his mobile phone. He had sent all the blessings he should have. At this special moment, he couldn't find anyone suitable to call.
Midnight.
Amidst the constant stream of blessings, Zhou Yiyang's phone kept ringing.
Su Yin, Tang Yue, Lin Xuan'er, Wang Xingrui, Luo Chen, Helian Bei, Ning Mang and many others all opened their New Year greetings for him at midnight.
"Hey," Zhou Yiyang said, his back to them, trying to keep his voice normal. "These are all New Year's greetings I wrote myself, not copied from the internet, right? Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get the red envelopes."
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The first day of the new year.
Everyone entered a working state, no, it should be a more tense wartime state.
"As of 12 o'clock, how much is the box office and what ranking is it in?" Zhou Yiyang asked immediately.
The Spring Festival period is different from other periods. People have been lining up to watch movies since morning.
Guan Fei frantically refreshed the page and said in surprise:
"The Godfather of Shanghai, 68 million at the box office, currently ranked third!"
"So high?" Lin Xuan'er was stunned for a few seconds. From her perspective, this box office was a good result even on the first day.
And now, it's only 12 o'clock.
"68 million..." Tang Yue paused. "That's only third place. How exaggerated is first or second place?"
"The gap in screenings is huge," Liu Fenfang shook her glasses. "The top-grossing film, 'Nian War,' had a 28% screening schedule and grossed 110 million yuan. The second-highest-grossing film, 'Love at First Kiss,' had a 24% screening schedule and grossed 74 million yuan. We had a 14.5% screening schedule, but our box office was higher than 'Legend of the Silver-Haired Demon', which had a 19.5% screening schedule."
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