The world of Chinese style creates a prosperous era for girl groups

Even if we don't drink, this New Year's Eve dinner which starts at around seven o'clock can last until twelve o'clock, and it is mainly for brothers to brag and chat.

The snow is still falling.

Eight-year-old Yi Cui was so sleepy that she fell asleep at around ten o'clock. After all, playing in the snow for an entire afternoon had exhausted her energy. But before going to bed, she was still thinking about watching her mother's performance on the Spring Festival Gala.

At about 11:40, Mr. Xie picked up his daughter from the sofa, held her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Get up and watch mom's performance."

But the little girl just rubbed her face and eyes with her hands, and murmured, "I want to watch my mother's performance." But her mother didn't appear on TV yet, and the little girl fell asleep again.

Old Xie kissed his daughter gently on the forehead lovingly and put her back on the sofa.

"Why don't you just carry her to the room on the second floor and let her have a good sleep."

"No need. Mom will wake up when she comes back later, and she will complain that we didn't wake her up to watch the show." Old Xie's eyes were full of doting.

"The Spring Festival Gala will definitely be rebroadcast. It's the same no matter when you watch it." Han Xiyu picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth.

“She’s so beautiful.”

"I get flustered when I see her."

Ju Zi and Hong Ling finally appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage. There was no noisy dancing, they just stood on the stage and sang quietly. But their sweet and beautiful voices came from the televisions of every household and sang into the hearts of 1.5 billion Chinese people.

"It sounds nice, great!" Tianci was simply a little fan of his two sisters-in-law. He was very excited and was banging on the table. He even stood on a chair and shouted. If he hadn't been pulled back by Zhao Yishen and others, he would probably have taken off his clothes and run naked.

At twelve o'clock, when we bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, according to Chinese tradition we should set off firecrackers and build bonfires. However, due to environmental and safety considerations, setting off firecrackers is no longer allowed in cities.

But fireworks were not included in the ban, so Xiao Yuzi and Tianci, like young boys, brought out many different kinds of fireworks and set them off in the courtyard. Qin Jiali, Xiao Mengyan and others were also young people, and they were not afraid of the cold. They watched, jumped and shouted around the fireworks in the courtyard.

Shao Minzhi also woke up the sleeping Xiao Yicui and took her outdoors to watch the beautiful sight of fireworks lighting up the night sky.

Everyone had prepared enough fireworks, and after half an hour they had not used up all the stock. At this time, the last group of people rushed back, exhausted.

Little Yicui was the first to rush to his mother, and then burst into tears: "Wow~~ I forgot to watch my mother's performance, I fell asleep, and my father didn't call me, wow~~"

"It's unfair. I clearly woke you up, but you fell asleep again on your own," Lao Xie explained quickly.

"Wow~~ Daddy didn't wake me up completely. Daddy is a bad guy. Wow~~~"

The more sadly little Yicu cried, the happier the people around him were.

Xia Haoyang walked to Zeng Jingyi and held her hand. "You want to trick us into giving birth to a daughter? Humph, we won't give birth to a daughter. We'll give birth to a son, and then we can chase Xiao Yicui and make her our daughter-in-law."

Zeng Jingyi did not answer, but stared at little Yi Cui in Hongling's arms, her eyes full of maternal light.

Everyone finally arrived and returned to the hall to eat and drink again.

"Let's have a toast, and hope that we can get better and better. There is a bright future ahead."

“It’s getting better and better, the future is promising!”

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, there were finally no work arrangements. For Hongling Juzi, agent Xiao Liu, and Tara, who had been working continuously for some time, all they wanted to do was sleep and rest.

Old Xie and Zhao Yishen cooked local delicacies in various ways to reward the women for their recent hard work and journey.

Little Yicui, who loves lively occasions, took a stroll on the street accompanied by Han Xiyu and Tianci and had a great time. Xiao Mengyan, Qin Jiali and the cat competed for each other's favor and showed off their cuteness. The friendship between the women was like a small boat in the stormy waves, which almost capsized at any time.

Others disdain these childish actions and think that getting enough sleep and resting are the top priorities.

Xia Haoyang and Zeng Jingyi were lying on the big bed in their room, hugging each other.

"This kind of life is the happiest. It would have been great if sisters Wenxin and Suya were still alive." Zeng Jingyi has not forgotten her two sisters who left.

In Xia Haoyang's heart, a six-member tara is the most complete. He held Jingyi's hands tightly and whispered in her ear softly and firmly, "Yes, there will be a day when we will be together again. I firmly believe it."

Zeng Jingyi suddenly turned around and asked in surprise: "Really?"

"That day will come. Now that we are free from the Daxiang Group, as long as you both care about each other, there will definitely be a day when we can get back together."

"But the question is, will Sister Juzi, Sister Jiali, Minzhi and Xiao Mengyan welcome the two sisters back? And are the two sisters really willing to come back?" Zeng Jingyi worried.

"There will be considerable resistance, but everything depends on human effort. I believe that everyone is kind and has a caring and compassionate heart. As long as this is the case, the day of reunion will surely come."

"Well, I will work hard for it." Zeng Jingyi was full of joy.

At this time, Quan Wenxin was spending the New Year with her grandfather because her parents were abroad. She looked a little lonely, but Wenxin was a cheerful and filial girl. She tried every means to make her grandfather laugh. She and her grandfather also watched this year's Spring Festival Gala. When the four members of Tara appeared in front of the TV, their eyes lit up.

She still cares about her little sisters, and she is very excited to see their transformation on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

But this year, Fat Cat Studio applied for listing and became a super company with a scale of 200 billion. The four-member Tara group not only appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage for two consecutive years, but also participated in the singing of the Olympic theme song.

Quan Wenxin sighed: "It's a pity that the good times can't go back."

Dubai, UAE, is a place where the average temperature is above 25° even in winter.

During the Chinese New Year holiday, Zhu Suya and her boyfriend simply made a simple dumpling meal to celebrate.

In this foreign country, Zhu Suya usually doesn't pay attention to domestic news, but on New Year's Eve, she watched the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on the Internet and saw the Spring Festival Gala stage performances of the four little sisters.

She also heard the singing of the four-member Tara at the opening ceremony of the Qatar Olympics this year because she was there.

Her expression was calm and she said nothing. When the second program of the Spring Festival Gala was over, she turned off the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on her computer.

She also has a cat, a Chinese tabby cat. Later, she took her cat for a walk in the desert. Looking at the endless "cat litter box" in front of her, the tabby cat jumped off Suya's body, then opened its legs and ran and jumped in the desert. Its happy look made people feel like a fish swimming into the sea.

That's the smell of freedom.