MTL - Very Happy-Chapter 44 Interview

"Tingting?"

Li Zhao noticed that Yan Ting's vision was somewhat blurred, as if he could not find the focus. He heard that people with a stressful life sometimes can't distinguish between dreams and reality. Is the court falling into this state?

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to make a fuss about Yan Ting, but carefully supported the stairs next to him, trying to drag him back before Yan Ting fell.

"I'm okay." Yan Ting's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were gradually clear.

Li Zhaoshun looked at the place where Yan Ting had just looked. There was nothing there, but he felt that Yan Ting's eyes ... was sad.

"Stop standing here." Li Zhao turned to fetch a pair of slippers: "Put on your shoes."

Yan Ting put on her shoes, and saw Li Zhao ran downstairs again, and gave him a glass of water.

"The temperature of the water is just right, take a sip." Li Zhao saw Yan Ting take the cup and sip, and then completely relieved: "Get off early, tomorrow we will buy New Year's goods."

The warm water was so warm that Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao with messy hair and nodded slightly.

He thought Li Zhao would keep asking, but Li Zhao didn't ask anything. The water glass turned around in his hand, and the water wave shook softly: "Good night."

"Good night." Li Zhao thought for a while: "Don't be stressed at work. Although you should work hard when you are young, but you have two buildings, nothing is more important than your body."

After saying this, he found that Yan Ting's eyes became deeper and he scratched his head uncomfortably.

"Thank you, I know." Yan Ting took another sip of water.

"What thanks, buddy?" Li Zhao slammed into Yan Ting's chest with his elbow, yawning, "I'll go and drink a glass of water and sleep."

I ate a bit late last night and woke up in the middle of the night. I didn't expect to find Yan Ting standing in the corridor in a daze.

After drinking water, Li Zhao returned to the room, wrapped the quilt on his body, and fell asleep.

The water in the cup gradually cooled, and Yan Ting put the cup to the bed.

"Sir." The bodyguard stood in front of Yan Ting. "Mr. Li just came by accident, and saw nothing else."

There was silence in the room.

After a long time.

"I see." Yan Ting closed her eyes. "You all go out."

He likes to be quiet and hates any sound from the people around him. The bodyguards have long been accustomed to his hobbies and left the house lightly.

No drowsiness.

Yan Ting opened her eyes, her eyes clear, she didn't feel a little sleepy.

The night was still long. He sat quietly on the sofa. He didn't change his sitting position for a long time, until the sky dawned and Chenguang crawled into the gap of the window.

Opening the door, the hallway was very quiet. Li Zhao's door was closed tightly. I didn't know how sweet the people inside were sleeping.

"Sir." The housekeeper saw Yan Ting woke up, bowed slightly to him, and handed the ironed newspaper to Yan Ting.

Yan Ting took the newspaper and glanced at it casually. In the corner of the newspaper, he saw the movie trailer of "Feng Yun Qi".

Starring Liu Fen and Zhao Yingnan.

Li Zhao made a guest appearance in this movie.

"Sir?" The steward brought a cup of coffee. Yan Ting took the coffee and brought it to his lips. Suddenly remembering Li Zhao's refusal to drink coffee, he put the cup on the table: "Take it away."

"Is coffee not your taste?"

Before Yan Ting had time to speak, footsteps came from the corridor, and Li Zhao got up.

He looked at Li Zhao, Li Zhao looked at the coffee on the table.

"Tingting." Li Zhao frowned. "How can you drink coffee when you just get up?"

The steward noticed the gentleman's finger and shuddered slightly. Looking at Mr. Li's frown, he probably understands why he doesn't drink coffee.

Finally, this cup of handmade coffee was brought back to the kitchen.

It replaced it with a cup of hot milk with almonds and raisins. Li Zhao sat cross-legged on the sofa, brushing news from the entertainment circle on the tablet.

On the top list is the list of Spring Festival Gala shows. Fans with their own artists on it are rejoicing. Nothing has come out for now.

It seems that the major brokerage companies are also distressed by the media and do not want to break the news, preventing them from having a good year.

After breakfast, Li Zhao put on a mask hat and dragged Yan Ting to accompany himself to the supermarket.

The streets and alleys are showing "Happy New Year" and "Gong Xi Fa Cai". Red lanterns hang on both sides of the street. The crowded Beijing city is usually deserted during the New Year.

Too many people are looking for dreams in this city, and only in the New Year can they breathe a sigh of relief.

Supermarkets are doing various Spring Festival price reduction activities. Uncles and mothers carefully select goods and whisper a few words from time to time, it seems that they are not very satisfied with the price.

Li Zhao's hometown, there is no custom of making dumplings during the Spring Festival, but during dinner, chickens, ducks and fish must be on the table to show that there will be plenty in the coming year.

"Are there chickens, ducks and fishes in the house?" Li Zhao asked around Yan Ting behind in the raw meat area.

"Have."

"Then let's buy some snacks and go back." New Year's Eve, all come, come back without buying something, always feel a bit uncomfortable.

"What flavor do potato chips like?"

"..."

"Forget it, the original and cucumber flavors never go wrong."

When Li Zhao was the poorest, he once dreamed of living in a supermarket and buying it. As it turns out, he wanted to buy it ... it was really happy.

The two walked a large circle around the supermarket. When paying the bill, Li Zhao felt a little bit hurt after watching the total amount.

I'm used to it, I always want to buy a lot of things, and I feel bad about buying.

When we went out, it began to snow outside. Li Zhao glanced at Yan Ting's trench coat. There was no hat on it.

"Wait." Put the shopping bag on the floor, Li Zhao put the scarf around Yan Ting's neck on his head, and then laughed.

"Tingting, have you seen the Supernatural Guerrillas?" He laughed, helped to get the scarf back in place, put his hat on Yan Ting's head, and put a hat net on his down jacket "Walk around."

Yan Ting grabbed him: "It will snow outside."

"The first snow of the year, we didn't walk in the snow, how can we be worthy of its arrival?" Li Zhaoli said with confidence: "Hurry up, the car will stop there, we will run over."

After that, I ran with a shopping bag, but didn't run far, stepped on the slippery ground, and fell a big heel.

"Li Zhao!" Yan Ting ran to him in three steps and two steps, pulling him off the ground: "Did you fall?"

Li Zhao smirked with her head covered, "No pain, thick clothes."

"You are really ..." Yan Ting wanted to say, how he looked like a child, but thinking that he was just twenty years old, the age of energy, he had to take out a handkerchief to help him wipe the mud on his clothes: "Walk carefully. "

"Sir, Mr. Li." The driver ran over nervously and bent over to pick up the things that fell to the ground: "Are you all right?"

"It's okay." Li Zhao shook his head.

"Don't shake." Yan Ting gently supported his head to keep him from moving.

"what?"

"The wind is strong, I'm afraid the seawater in my head will fly out."

Li Zhao: "???"

No, Tingting, you weren't like this before. When did you start and learn to scold him?

"Sorry, three sirs, may I disturb you?" A hostess with a microphone came over, and she was followed by a cameraman.

"We are in the Spring Festival Gala program. Do you have time to give us a short interview?"

The driver took a step back and Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao sideways.

The hostess subconsciously handed the microphone to Li Zhao: "Excuse me, are you happy today?"

"Happy, especially happy." Li Zhao stared at the station logo belonging to the national television station on the microphone, he can be regarded as a person interviewed by the reporter of the national station.

Guangzong Yaozu!

"When this Spring Festival is approaching, what do you expect from the new year?"

"Guotai and Min'an are flourishing." In front of Guotai, Li Zhao felt that his wish should be higher.

"Thank you." The hostess was laughed at by Li Zhao: "Happy New Year to you."

"happy New Year!"

After the hostess went away, Li Zhao flushed with excitement: "Ting Ting, would you say that we will be on TV?"

Yan Ting reached out and supported his arm: "Don't jump."

Lest you fall again later.

After getting in the car, Li Zhao couldn't wait to pull out his mobile phone to show off the good news to his friends.

Zhaozhao has good luck: ah ah ah, just now I was interviewed by a reporter from the National Taiwan Television on the street! I'm going to the national stage!

Earn 100 Million: Really? !!

Tomorrow is better: Did the reporter recognize you as a star?

Zhaozhao has good luck: I am an 18th-line little entertainer, how can someone from a national Taiwan reporter know me? Not to mention I still wear a mask scarf.

Earn 100 Million: This is a good sign! Zhao, maybe this indicates that you can be on the National Taiwan Spring Festival Gala next year.

Zhaozhao has good luck: then I will be Guangzong Yaozu!

Zhaozhao has good luck: After the calf, I don't know where the ancestors are.

Earn 100 million first: Nothing, your ancestors must know that you are their cub.

"Don't play with your phone for too long in the car." Yan Ting calmly reminded Li Zhao who looked down at the phone.

"Immediately, Immediately, wait for me to show off." Li Zhao slammed a long paragraph in the chat group.

Zhaozhao has good luck: buddies won't let me play with mobile phones in the car, it's not good for my eyes, I will retreat first.

Earn 100 Million: Have a new buddy, forget your old partner?

Tomorrow is better: Someone can manage you.

Back at home, the house was a little deserted because many of the politicians went home to celebrate the New Year.

After having lunch and playing for a while, Li Zhao was bored and knocked on the door of Yan Ting's study: "Ting Ting, do you have the habit of eating dumplings in the Chinese New Year?"

Yan Ting lowered the document in her hand and looked at the head that came out of the door: "What's wrong?"

"Come out." Li Zhao waved at him with a smile.

Yan Ting got up and walked out of the study: "What?"

"Let's make dumplings by ourselves." Li Zhao dragged Yan Ting downstairs: "For the Chinese New Year, don't worry about work."

"I went to the kitchen just now, and the noodles have been reconciled, and the stuffings are ready-made, but they are not packaged." Li Zhao looked at Yan Ting with anticipation: "Let's make dumplings together?"

Last year's Spring Festival, in order to make more money, he wore a full day of doll outfits in the supermarket and had no time to spend the New Year. I went back to Xiaoyuan's house at night and saw their family sitting around the table making dumplings with a little bit of envy in their hearts.

"it is good."

The steward helped them put what they needed for dumplings on the table.

The two washed clean, rolled up their sleeves, and stared at each other.

"Do you know?"

"Do you know?"

After a brief silence, Li Zhao took out his mobile phone: "It's okay, we follow the video on the Internet to learn."

Wait, why can you roll out the dumpling skin with the back of the knife?

This unscientific!

Why are the dumplings wrapped and crystal clear?

This must be a question of noodles.

"Forget it." Li Zhao put away the phone: "Ask the aunt in the kitchen to teach us."

The aunt in the kitchen heard that the husband was going to learn to make dumplings, and looked at the housekeeper in disbelief: "King steward, the Chinese New Year, don't make this joke."

"Sir and Mr. Li are waiting." The steward laughed. "What's so strange about making New Year's dumplings?"

It's not strange to make dumplings for the Chinese New Year, but it's strange that the person making the dumplings is a sir.

As soon as the aunt walked into the living room, she saw that the man was holding his sleeves, the sweater was stained with flour, and stared at the dough on the table with a serious look, as if he wanted to turn them into dumpling skin with his eyes.

"Auntie." Li Zhao said with a smile when she came out. "Come and help."

"Ah, anyway." Aunt agreed without hesitation.

Older, watching such a beautiful guy smile at himself, who can resist it?

The National Television News Department is cutting new news materials.

Today is the thirtieth year of the New Year, the news webcast will cut a section of the content of the people wishing the Spring Festival, so they are urgently screening the content.

"Okay, this guy with a mask, his eyes are very spirited, and his blessings are fine."

"Guotai Min'an, I'm very angry when I hear it."

"Cut him into Guotai Min'an, a booming section."

The author has something to say: Baby Zhao: Tingting, come and play dumplings with me.

Baby: Oh. [As long as I act lively enough, Zhaozhao won't feel me bored]

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