"The principal is wise!!"
"I can finally have a good New Year!"
The students hugged each other, jumped around, and freely expressed their joy at surviving the ordeal.
Looking at this sea of joy, Lin Que couldn't help but smile.
No need to immediately face the judgment of the report card,
This is indeed the most heartwarming good news this winter.
The day after the exams was the last day of the semester.
There was no morning reading session, and no classes.
In the classroom of Grade 11 (3),
It has transformed from its usual dullness into a bustling market.
Everyone was busy cleaning, wiping windows, mopping floors, and arranging tables and chairs neatly.
On the blackboard, someone had drawn a miniature map of the school campus with colored chalk.
Next to it were a few large, crooked characters:
Happy winter break, see you next year!
Shen Qingqiu stood on the podium,
Looking at the group of students below the stage, chattering away, their minds already wandering out the window,
A rare smile appeared on his usually aloof face.
"Alright, everything that needs to be explained has been explained."
She paused, her voice softening considerably.
"During the winter break, please pay attention to safety, especially when setting off fireworks and firecrackers."
Homework...do what you can manage, but it will be checked at the beginning of the school year.
A burst of good-natured laughter erupted from the audience.
"Finally, I wish you all the best, and also the best for your families..."
Shen Qingqiu bowed slightly.
Happy New Year, and may all your wishes come true.
Happy New Year, teacher!
The classroom erupted in enthusiastic and sincere applause.
On my way home, fine snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Lin Que walked slowly with his hands in his pockets.
He took out his phone and habitually opened the backend of Hongguo Reading.
As he predicted, "The Ferry Convenience Store" has completely lost its reputation after a false boom in its first week.
The comments section was filled with lamentations.
[Comments section]
[A Melon-Eating Cherish]: I'm disgusted, I really am. I came here for "Ferrying the Universe," and this is what I get?
The protagonist is a saintly, innocent character; the ghosts are more reasonable than the living; and in the end, everyone makes dumplings together to celebrate the Lunar New Year? Screenwriter, you really know how to make family-friendly movies.
[Night Watchman]: Trying to imitate someone else's work is like trying to draw a tiger but ending up with a dog instead.
The reason why Dream Weaver's "Soul Ferry" is so amazing is because he writes about the bones of reality, wrapped in the soul of obsession.
What about this "Convenience Store" magazine? It's just a bunch of cheap saccharin and MSG, so sweet it's cloying and sickeningly sweet.
[Angry Horse, Get Your Money Back]: Can you please stop using the word "ferry" to your advantage?
"The Ferryman" is the judge of hell, and "The Ferryman" is the god of the wasteland.
What is this "convenience store" of yours? Is it some kind of community service center run by a neighborhood committee auntie?
[Rational Discussion]: But his perspective was too narrow; he only saw the surface of "ferrying" without grasping its core.
True salvation lies in confronting pain head-on, not in glossing over problems.
I suggest the author read more books, especially "The Ferryman" and "The Ferryman," to see how true masters write stories.
The screen went out, revealing the boy's slightly mocking face.
You don't have to lift a finger, or even dirty the dream weaver's feathers.
That so-called "ferrying the universe".
In the end, it became a green leaf to set off the red flower, or rather, the kind of green leaf that rots in the ground and becomes fertilizer.
...
New Year's Eve.
The festive atmosphere at Xisheng Mansion is already quite strong.
Wang Xiulian was busy in the kitchen.
The aroma of stewed meat dominated every corner of the house.
Lin Jianguo held the remote control.
He switched back and forth between several TV stations' New Year's Eve galas, muttering to himself:
"I don't recognize the celebrities this channel has hired, and the lighting on this channel is too dazzling..."
"Xiao Que, tidy up, dinner's ready!"
Wang Xiulian poked her head out from the kitchen, her face covered in flour.
The New Year's Eve dinner was as lavish as a feast.
The family of three sat around the table, while a lively countdown sounded from the television.
"...Five, four, three, two, one!"
Outside the window, dazzling fireworks exploded one after another in the night sky, illuminating the entire city as bright as day.
"Happy New Year!" Wang Xiulian raised her juice glass, her eyes red-rimmed.
"Happy New Year." Lin Jianguo also raised his glass, a rare smile on his face.
"Happy New Year, Dad, Mom," Lin Que said with a smile, clinking glasses with them.
Just then, my phone vibrated slightly in my pocket.
Lin Que took it out and saw a WeChat message pop up on the screen.
It's that familiar image of a rabbit smashing a piano.
[Beethoven on the run]: [Image]
The picture shows a plump, white dumpling with a slightly crooked shape, lying alone on a plate, with a small dish of vinegar next to it.
[Beethoven on the run]: Happy New Year.
[Beethoven on the run]: This is a "special edition" that I secretly made when my aunt wasn't looking.
The filling was chives and eggs; I didn't dare add garlic. [winking face.jpg]
Lin Que looked at the adorably ugly dumpling.
It's as if I can smell that familiar, rebellious scent of chives.
That was the only, small escape attempt by a girl bound by rules on New Year's Eve.
He smiled and replied.
【木欮】: The shape is very soulful, and it looks like it was formed after breaking free from some kind of constraint.
【木欮】: Happy New Year.
Lin Que put down his phone.
Looking at the dazzling lights outside the window, and at the happy smiling faces of the family reflected in the glass.
He was enveloped in a warm and comforting feeling, a sense of security he had never experienced in his previous life.
...
Happy New Year 2026.
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