The benefactor is always forcing me to study

Cen Zhi stared blankly at the red envelope.

When Wen Qiang said that the rent was free, there was at least [-] in the red envelope. In the past, Cen Zhi would have been so happy that he could jump up, but at this moment, he is not happy at all.

He sighed silently, put the red envelope and the bank card where he saved the money together, then carried the book to the study room, hesitated for a while, and took another Gaoyi Chinese to the living room.

It's okay anyway, let's read a book.

The room gradually warmed up. Cen Zhi went to the kitchen to cook quick-frozen dumplings and brought them to the living room. He sat on the carpet by the foot of the sofa and turned on the TV. The cheerful music of the Spring Festival Gala immediately filled the apartment.

What he listened to was the singing of the Spring Festival Gala, what he ate in his mouth were sweet dumplings filled with corn and meat, and what he looked at was Weibo.Weibo is talking about the Spring Festival Gala. Every year, the Spring Festival Gala is a scene of large-scale complaints. As usual, Cen Zhi posted a happy new year congratulations. This time, the fans are very humane. They didn’t ask him why he didn’t retreat to study, and all wished him a happy new year. I also asked him what to eat for Chinese New Year.

Cen Zhi's clear eyes were stained with a warm smile.

Open the circle of friends, in the "Learning is a big event" group - the group with Ke Heng and the three of them - Xu Zhezhi sent a red envelope, Cen Zhi opened it, grabbed a few dollars, and looked at the total amount, 888 , Cen Zhi: "..."

Xu Zhezhi: "Little Cen, you are so lucky hahahaha"

Ke Heng: "Little Flag is fine, I'll make up for you."

Ke Heng sent another red envelope to Cen Zhi, and Cen Zhi received it, and sent a red envelope reciprocally. This time, he was lucky, but Liu Xunxue never came out, nor did he snatch the red envelope.

Cen Zhi asked, "Where is Sister Liu?"

Xu Zhezhi: "Xunxue is shooting a new movie."

Xu Zhezhi hurriedly added: "Looking at you like this, you really don't listen to the outside world and only read the sage books. I see that your test scores have improved a lot recently. It's great. Come on."

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi felt dumbfounded when he thought of them in "Qi Miao Cafe", and typed: "I will work hard, can we change the group name?"

The group name "Learning is a big event" was chosen by Xu Zhezhi to remind and motivate Cen Zhi, but it is actually useless, because Cen Zhi can't use his mobile phone at all during his retreat.

Xu Zhezhi: "We'll talk about it after you've been admitted to Chongyu."

Cen Zhi: "Let's talk about whether to change it to the big event of the college entrance examination."

Ke Heng posted a laughing emoji, and Xu Zhezhi said, "No way."

Then they chatted all over the place, and Cen Zhi learned that Ke Heng and Xu Zhezhi were both at home. The profession of being a celebrity sounds glamorous, but they are still ordinary people when they come home. Tucao said that I once had the experience of signing a signature pen until it ran out of ink, and my hand was about to break. Later, I found out that the cousin who wanted to sign it actually sold it on Taobao store, and made a lot of money. nothing.

Cen Zhi and Ke Heng had no conscience, "hahaha". After a while, they went to celebrate the New Year with their families. The group quieted down. Cen Zhi checked Moments. This is the time to show off the New Year's Eve dinner. Jiugongge watched It made people salivate, Cen Zhi looked at one and ate a dumpling, and then saw Wen Qiang's.

Chicken, duck, fish, red wine, white wine, beer and beverages, the round table was full, and one of them was for clinking glasses. The four hands should be Wen Qiang, Wen Hui and their parents.

It's fun.

Below is a picture of a person nicknamed "Mountain Breeze Dawn". Compared with Wen Qiang's table of delicious food, this one can only be regarded as ordinary, and the one in the center is a group photo of the whole family. His face has changed. The vicissitudes of the couple, the young and immature girl, and a babbling child, the warm yellow light hit them, and the camera captured their happy smiles, like the epitome of all ordinary families.

Family reunion.

Cen Zhi suddenly felt that the dumplings were tasteless, and even a little nauseated. He pushed away the bowl of dumplings on the coffee table, buried his head in his arms and panted a few times, covering his stomach with his hands, and it took a while to suppress the nausea.

He dumped the leftover dumplings into the kitchen waste bin, washed the dishes, and went back to the living room. The Spring Festival Gala was showing a sketch on TV, using popular stalks. The audience applauded and laughed, but Cen Zhi couldn't get it at all. Laughing, holding the corners of the mouth felt strenuous, so he simply stared blankly, as if he lost all perception in an instant.

He never knew that this apartment was so big that laughter and laughter could echo, and he never knew that a person could be so lonely, and the pretentiousness and groaning in those TV dramas would really come to him at a certain moment.

But he is not the protagonist in the TV series, no one comes to comfort and accompany him, he is just an indifferent passerby in the background board.

The sound of fireworks suddenly sounded outside, Cen Zhi got up from the ground, rubbed his numb legs, and ran to the French window of the balcony.

In the dark night sky in winter, there are no stars and no moon, and the fireworks that rose from nowhere rushed into the sky with a "swoosh", and exploded after attracting attention from all directions, like a colorful snow, sparkling Landed in the world.

Cen Zhi looked at the bright night sky and thought silently: Happy New Year.

At the same time, the countdown on the TV reached zero, and the phone rang. Cen Zhi looked down, his pupils trembling slightly.

[0: 00: 00]

Wen Qiang: "Cen Zhi, Happy New Year. New Year's gift is here. I wish you progress in your studies, happiness and good luck in the new year."

Wen Qiang: [file]

Cen Zhi: "..."

Cen Zhi blinked his eyes, thinking that if you didn't talk about your progress in study, I could still be moved, now, hum!

Then he clicked on the file, and the densely packed handwriting was slowly loaded, and the bold and bold title came into view——

"Phoenix clothing three-year endorsement contract"

……

On the other side, Wen's family.

Wen's father and Wen's mother returned to China a few days ago, and this year is the first time Wen Qiang's family has been reunited for the New Year since he went abroad.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, they watched the Spring Festival Gala in the living room for a while. Wen's father and mother went to bed first when they couldn't stay up all night. As soon as the elders left, Wen Huang took two bottles of wine to continue drinking. She was addicted to cigarettes and alcohol, and Wen Qiang was too lazy Talking about her, I had a drink with her symbolically, and the main focus was still on the phone.

Messy New Year's Eve blessings, don't read.

Ruan Chen and Ji Hua plan to go out to play tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, let's talk.

A bunch of people I don't know ask to add friends, ignore them.

Wen Qiang brushed for a long while, a little helpless, thinking what happened to Cen Zhi, didn't he know how to report his safety when he returned home, and didn't know how to send blessings during the New Year?

At midnight, Wen Qiang took the time to send the electronic version of Phoenix's endorsement contract to Cen Zhi as a New Year's gift. After a few 10 minutes, he finally got a response from the heartless child:

Cen Zhi: "Thank you boss, happy new year boss! Good night boss!"

Wen Qiang smiled softly, and Wen Hui leaned over: "Hey, you smile so brightly, how about chatting with your little lover?"

Wen Qiang pushed away Wen Hui who smelled of alcohol, "Don't talk nonsense."

Wen Hui snorted and drank another cup: "Don't you call and chat with him, since the Chinese New Year is over, the two places are separated, aren't you lonely?"

Wen Qiang closed the phone: "No, it's so late, he should be asleep, maybe I woke him up."

Wen Hui: "..."