Chapter 11 Happy New Year
"What big star? He's just a little actor. He might not have a role to play someday." Yin Yan's mother stood up and dragged him to sit in an empty seat. "Hey, look at you. He was so busy that he almost couldn't come back on New Year's Eve. He's just trading his health for his youth. In my opinion, it's better for him to stay at home and be a teacher!"
"Oh, Xiao Li, you are just being ungrateful for what you have! How much money can a celebrity make in a year? How much do teachers make? Besides, I heard that teachers are almost out of the regular positions now, and it's not a stable job anymore!"
"If you don't want to be a teacher, you can still take the civil service exam. Which one isn't better than being out there and not being able to go home? And being a star, you can't even find a partner. When you ask, they tell you that your career is on the rise and you can't date. I see other stars are also dating, but he has so many things to do. I'm so worried!"
Yin Yan couldn't sit still any longer. He smiled at everyone, stood up and raised a glass of wine: "I'm sorry, I'm late. I was delayed by something. I wish all my family members a happy new year."
After finishing this cup, the topic at the table finally shifted away from him.
Yin Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There were many people at home, and a lot of dishes were ordered on the table. After looking around, Yin Yan had no appetite and only ate a few bites. Then he went to give red envelopes to the children's table.
My cousin who is in her third year of high school was also sitting here. When she saw him coming, she stood up and said, "Brother."
"Eat yours." Yin Yan almost didn't recognize Li Yumiao.
The girl who has loved beauty since childhood seemed to have not washed her hair today. Her bangs were greasy and pinned to one side with a bunny hairpin, revealing her forehead with a few pimples. Her big, round black eyes were full of fatigue and she looked listless. There were two dark circles under her eye sockets and her lips were pale.
Yin Yan sat next to Li Yumiao and gave her a red envelope: "Here, take it, Happy New Year."
"I don't want it, brother." Li Yumiao pushed his hand away.
"Take it." Yin Yan stuffed the red envelope directly into her pocket, "Don't tell your mother, take the flowers yourself."
"She would ask even if I didn't tell her." Not only would she ask, but she would also compare who gave more. Since Yin Yan became an actor, the red envelopes he gave during the New Year's Festival were smaller, and she would say that he looked down on someone for being so stingy.
Li Yumiao held the thick red envelope in her hand, looked at Yin Yan's expression, and could not refuse. She whispered, "Actually, I want two autographed photos of you more."
Yin Yan smiled and said, "Did you ask for it from a classmate?"
Li Yumiao shook her head. "We are good friends. I will give her one and keep one for myself. I won't give it to anyone else. I heard that you can't just sign autographs casually. If that's not possible, forget it."
Yin Yan thought about it and nodded in agreement. Li Yumiao took out the pen and photos that he had prepared long ago from the big pocket in front of his sweater.
"I said I gave you a red envelope and it seemed like it touched something. I thought it was a small manual for review." Yin Yan smiled and took the pen and photo to sign.
Li Yumiao took out a thick booklet from his pocket: "There is also a manual."
Yin Yan: “…”
Yin Yan: "Your pocket can hold a lot of things, just like Doraemon."
He didn't know what to say, so he paused and said, "It's New Year's Day today, let's take a rest first."
Li Yumiao flipped through the rough edges of the knowledge summary manual in his hand and whispered, "My mother asked me to write a test paper before I left."
Yin Yan signed the name. Li Yumiao held the photo and had no intention of continuing to eat. She looked at the group of little kids running around on the ground, all smiling carefreely.
At the table in the main hall, an old man was talking loudly: "I don't know what's wrong with the young people nowadays. They can't endure any hardship. They are nothing like us back then..."
Li Yumiao turned around and asked Yin Yan: "Brother, how did you manage to sign a contract with the company without telling your family and take leave from school to film?"
Upon hearing this, Yin Yan recalled the summer vacation during his freshman year. He told his family that he wanted to stay in school and go for an internship with his seniors, but in fact he had already joined the crew.
"Maybe I really wanted to make a movie at that time." Yin Yan pondered, "My goal was very clear at that time, which was to finish a movie and see how far I could go and whether I could make a living from it. So those things that I found difficult in the past didn't seem to be that difficult anymore."
"Perhaps it's because... I have a belief in wanting to 'live out my true self'."
Seeing Li Yumiao's confused expression, Yin Yan smiled and said, "Don't worry, just hold on for another half a year. When you pass the exam, you will be in a completely new environment and see many different views. Then try more and you will find your own direction."
After the family dinner, several older elders went home to rest, and the rest of the people moved to Yin Yan's house to continue the second half.
The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, but no one was watching.
The drunk people went back to the bedroom to sleep. The remaining people were playing mahjong at one table and cards at another. The younger ones gathered together and used their parents' phones to form a team to log in.
In order to prevent someone from asking him when he could perform on the Spring Festival Gala, Yin Yan pretended to be dizzy and hid in the bedroom as soon as he got home. However, the bedroom was not peaceful either, with snoring and the smell of alcohol.
Yin Yan sat by the window for a while. When no one was paying attention, he put on his coat and went out of the house and sat down on the stairs of the fire escape.
He didn't really want to look at his phone, so he just stared at the moon outside the window.
The phone screen flashed, and Yin Yan retracted his gaze. It was the photo of the New Year's Eve dinner sent by Yang Chenrui.
They didn't have a big family gathering on New Year's Eve. The three of them just cooked and made dumplings at home, which looked very warm.
[小言不呆]: (/Like) (/Like)
[Mee Mee]: What date are you leaving? Can we go together?
[小言不呆]: The third day, at most the fifth day
[Mee Mee]: Aren’t you currently unemployed? Why are you leaving so early?
[小言不呆]: In two days, you will ask me when I will have a relationship
[MeeMee]: Okay
Yin Yan looked at the [touch] emoticon sent by Yang Chenrui and decided not to disturb the other party's good mood, so he did not reply.
Occasionally, a few fireworks will bloom in the night sky, and the sound of firecrackers can be heard.
Yin Yan pulled at his cotton-padded jacket that had slipped off his body, and saw a new message on his phone screen. He thought it was Yang Chenrui again, but when he opened it, it turned out not to be the case.
[Teacher Yu]: Happy New Year
Yin Yan blinked.
After their last chat, he changed the note for Yu Xiangwen, and the chat history between the two of them has always been stuck on Yin Yan’s emoticon package.
Yu Xiangwen said to ask him if he had any questions, but Yin Yan thought it was just a polite compliment and that the intention was there.
He couldn't really ask Yu Xiangwen all his questions.
This tonight... maybe it's a group blessing?
Yin Yan thought about it and replied to Yu Xiangwen: Happy New Year, Brother Yu!
[小言不呆]: (Puppy scatters flowers.jpg)
[Teacher Yu]: Happy
[Teacher Yu]: I will send out red envelopes in the group later, remember to grab them
Yin Yan: “……?”
He was a little confused.
【Cast and crew of "Mistaken Identity" (16)】
[He Xiandu-Yu Xiangwen]: [Red envelope] Happy New Year and all the best!
Seeing that someone had ordered it, Yin Yan also received the red envelope.
[Wang Ling-Liu Jiaying]: Thank you for the red envelope from my brother Yu! Happy New Year~
[Lin Wu-Yin Yan]: Thank you Brother Yu for the red envelope, Happy New Year!
After Yin Yan replied, all the red envelopes had been snatched up, and a few people still hadn't received one, including the director and the assistant director.
...So did Yu Xiangwen send him a message specifically to remind him just now?
I don’t think so.
[Yang Jiashu]: Why didn't Xiang Wen give any advance notice when sending out red envelopes?
Zhao Qing didn't say anything and directly threw a red envelope into the group.
Everyone rushed to grab it, and then expressed their gratitude below.
[He Xiandu-Yu Xiangwen]: The director is so generous!
[Lin Wu-Yin Yan]: The director is so generous!
Yin Yan was a little conflicted as to whether he should also send a red envelope.
After all, he is one of the leading actors.
But in terms of seniority, he is just a newcomer, so wouldn't he be a bit of a steal?
Yin Yan stood up unconsciously and walked onto the rooftop.
When the cold wind blew, he became much more sober and sent a red envelope to the group.
The amount of the red envelopes everyone sends is not large, it’s just a token of appreciation, there’s no need to be too particular about it.
[Wang Ling-Liu Jiaying]: Thank you Xiaoyan for the red envelope~
[Wang Ling-Liu Jiaying]: Hahahaha, Brother Yu got the least again
[He Xiandu-Yu Xiangwen]: …
Only then did Yin Yan realize that Yu Xiangwen had received red envelopes several times, and the amounts he had received were very small.
Yin Yan grabbed 99.88 from Yu Xiangwen's red envelope, and Yu Xiangwen grabbed 0.12 from Yin Yan's red envelope.
Yin Yan: “…”
This is so coincidental that it feels like the program did it on purpose.
[Wang Ling-Liu Jiaying]: You and Xiaoyan just make up 100, one is super lucky, the other is unlucky, no wonder you two play a couple
[He Xiandu-Yu Xiangwen]: Are you envious?
Liu Jiaying and Yu Xiangwen knew each other before, and they were obviously much more familiar with each other when they chatted.
[Lin Wu-Yin Yan]: ...I'll treat Brother Yu to coffee next time
[Wang Ling-Liu Jiaying]: Teacher Yu is not picky, so I’ll buy the 9.9 one, and I can drink it ten times.
[Lin Wu-Yin Yan]: No problem (/Like)
[He Xiandu-Yu Xiangwen]: @Wang Lin-Liu Jiaying has grouped together 10 coupons for you, drink slowly
[Yang Jiashu]: @贺闲度-Yu Xiangwen is so generous tonight, please send me 10 photos too
Next up is a list of people asking Yu Xiangwen to treat them.
Yin Yan scratched his cheek, feeling as if this was his fault. Why was he suddenly asking the guests to have coffee out of the blue?
[Teacher Yu]: A joke in the group
[Teacher Yu]: No need to buy me coffee
[Teacher Yu]: If you grab the red envelope, it’s yours
[Teacher Yu]: It’s New Year’s money
Yu Xiangwen was still bickering with Liu Jiaying in the group. Yin Yan looked at the private message that the other party had taken the time to send and felt a little embarrassed for some reason.
New Year’s money.
Doesn’t Yu Xiangwen know that he is already 23 years old and is past the age of receiving New Year’s money? It’s time for him to give red envelopes to the children at home.
Yin Yan pursed her lips and replied: Hahahaha, thank you, Brother Yu
Yin Yan continued typing:
A red envelope is a red envelope, a treat is a treat, I just want to treat you
“Whoosh—bang!”
Yin Yan looked up and realized that it was already 0 o'clock.
Standing on the rooftop, you can see the scenery of the river. Fireworks bloom in the night, illuminating the river and the tall buildings with thousands of lights.
It's a new year again.
The message on the phone was jumping.
Yin Yan lowered his head, and the colorful lights of the fireworks reflected on the screen of his mobile phone.
[Teacher Yu]: Yes
[Teacher Yu]: Happy New Year, and peace every year
[Teacher Yu]: I also wish our new play good luck
The evening breeze on the rooftop ruffled Yin Yan's hair.
He deleted the words in the dialog box and retyped them.
[小言不呆]: I wish our new play goes well~
[小言不呆]: (Puppy scatters flowers.jpg)
There was a slightly cold touch on the back of his hand. Yin Yan raised his head and saw snowflakes floating in the starry night sky.
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