Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 444 - 259: A Night of Conversation Among the Three Giants, Script Theme, About the History of the Expeditionary Army
Chapter 444: Chapter 259: A Night of Conversation Among the Three Giants, Script Theme, About the History of the Expeditionary Army
Xu Qingyan hadn’t lied; he really had to return to the site soon, as there was work left to hand over.
The luggage in the dorm hadn’t been packed yet, but fortunately, he didn’t have much. However, by the time he finished everything, it would probably be around four or five in the morning.
Xu Qingyan could only sleep for a maximum of two hours tonight, as he still had to take Pei Muchan to the airport in the morning. After all that, he would have to come back to pick up Lin Wanzhou and head back to Qinghe together.
Because of this, he simply had no time to linger in the hotel. Any ideas about sweating it out in a bath to foster intimacy or anything of that sort were out of the question.
This desperate time management meant that even if he had any other thoughts right now, his body couldn’t handle it.
Lin Wanzhou’s mood wasn’t high at first, but hearing that he would pick her up tomorrow noon, her spirits lifted immediately. She hadn’t been back to Qinghe for a long time and was somewhat looking forward to it.
Maybe she could take a walk by the reservoir or stroll in the streets at dusk.
“Oh, okay.”
“Alright then, get some rest,” Xu Qingyan couldn’t resist stretching out his hand to pat her head, given how Lin’s classmate was meek and easy to bully, “I’m heading back to the site now.”
At midnight on New Year’s Eve, the main venue and the branch venues would wish the people of the entire country a Happy New Year simultaneously.
There was still some time before midnight, and calculating quickly, he might just make it on time. It was an opportunity to show his face; being on time was good, but it was also fine if he couldn’t make it.
Outside the hotel room door, the corridor was brightly lit. Xu Qingyan stood outside, his feet on the grey carpet that stretched onward, covering the entire corridor.
Lin Wanzhou looked up and met his gaze, then suddenly averted her eyes, her ears turning red. She barely managed to utter one word.
“Hmm.”
Bang.
The door closed, and Lin Wanzhou leaned against it, daydreaming.
The work schedule Wen Yun had set for her was to finish everything by six o’clock in the afternoon on New Year’s Eve, but to save time, she had pulled an all-nighter and was still feeling a bit muddled.
She had watched the performance tonight, and then… he was too busy, constantly on the phone.
Lin Wanzhou sat on the bed and casually turned on the live TV broadcast. Thinking about going back to Qinghe tomorrow brightened her mood again, filled with anticipation as she headed toward the bathroom.
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When she came out of the bath, it was just midnight. The main venue and four branch venues appeared on the same screen, a group of people crowded into the frame, cheerfully wishing the people of the nation a Happy New Year.
In the Chang’an branch venue’s shot, a familiar figure stood in the second row of the crowd.
Lin Wanzhou suddenly found it somewhat novel and took a photo of the scene with her phone, sending it to Xu Qingyan. While doing this, she stared intently at the screen.
The words of blessing were actually quite brief, totaling only about a dozen seconds. The image was a bit blurry, but luckily the hotel’s high-definition TV was clear enough.
Because it was a live broadcast, she got a little excited when she saw Xu Qingyan’s gaze shift downwards.
The screen switched, and after about half a minute, Xu Qingyan replied to her message.
“Did you see it?”
“Yeah.”
On-site.
Xu Qingyan replied to the message and received a call from his mom.
He usually talked to his mother twice a week with voice calls, and they texted on WeChat the rest of the time. The signal at the branch venue wasn’t good, so Zhang Hongmei had chosen to call directly.
“No, Mom, you haven’t gone to bed yet?”
The voice on the other end was noisy; it seemed like Zhang Hongmei wasn’t alone. He could hear at least three or four older relatives’ voices mixing with the sound of the TV.
“We’re at your second aunt’s house watching TV. We just saw you!” Zhang Hongmei’s voice was loud, “You rascal, you even kept it secret from your mom.”
Xu Qingyan was embarrassed; he hadn’t kept anything from the Empress Dowager Zhang. His own mom was blatantly spouting nonsense—it really ran in the family.
All he had said was not to let it out until the New Year.
As expected, his second aunt started speaking in a loud voice.
“Big nephew, how could you not tell us about such good news? It’s a big deal for the Xu family, like a stroke of great luck from the ancestors!”
“Yeah, your mom told us you were some kind of designer or something!” This was the voice of the village’s top intelligence leader, Aunt Sun, who was always stationed at the village entrance.
Village intelligence networks were as effective as the imperial secret police. Not going home for the New Year was akin to being captured.
In the simple value system of the people, being part of the Spring Festival Gala meant you were someone of significance. Participating in the Gala plus being seen by the whole country equated to making a name for oneself in their eyes.
“Ha, just ordinary contributions to the country,” Xu Qingyan understood his relatives’ mentality all too well, and went along with them, “I’ve been pulling all-nighters these past few months, and the salary is just over ten thousand.”
As soon as he said that, the praises became even louder.
“I knew Qingyan would be successful. Not long after graduation and you’re already on the Spring Festival Gala!”
“Money isn’t important, making a contribution to the country is what counts! It should be Qingyan earning money; no one else in ten miles can match such an outstanding person!”
“Yes, didn’t the village next door have someone who got into Tsinghua? Even now he’s still just working, I think Qingyan is much more capable!”
Xu Qingyan just grinned; he knew the Tsinghua graduate they were talking about. They went to the same high school, which was always on the honor roll for college entrance exams, and the guy worked at the yamen in Pingsha.
Although he was only a deputy, he was young, and it was likely only a matter of years before he would join the prefecture’s administration. However, as he wasn’t acquainted with him, there was no need to say more.
Damn, the folks are really freaking enthusiastic—no filter whatsoever!
After experiencing a wave of hometown enthusiasm, Xu Qingyan explained that he was just one part of the whole process. As it turned out, the more he explained, the more praise he received.
He guessed that his mother’s vanity must have inflated to the limit already, and after urging him to take care of himself, he hung up the phone.
On New Year’s Eve, the older folks were typically more spirited. He sighed faintly, wishing he could sleep, but unfortunately, with greater power came greater responsibility.
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