Watching the chopsticks fly around the dishes, he couldn’t help but speak up since getting food had nothing to do with him.
The senior brothers exchanged glances.
Ning Jixiu was about to say "you’re just not as skilled, you deserve it," when his shoulder was pressed down by Li Zhou.
Gu Cheng tily said, "Stop grabbing food, wait until Miaomiao finishes. Let’s all hurry up and eat before the dishes get cold."
Tuanzi kept her head down, eating heartily, not noticing the changes in everyone’s expressions. Hearing Gu Cheng’s words, she murmured without raising her head, "Yeah, hurry up and eat, it’s really delicious."
Gu Che, barely calming down, pondered about how later during the New Year’s Eve gala, he must squeeze these people aside.
After dinner, before the gala started, Gu Che placed his sister’s stuffed toy, a brown teddy bear, right in the middle of the sofa and sat beside it.
When Tuanzi ca back from her walk outside, he imdiately waved, "Your little buddy saved you a spot."
Tuanzi jogged over and picked up the teddy bear, "Thanks~"
Holding the teddy bear, which was larger than her, she looked around unsure of where to place it.
"You two can watch from there."
Ji Zhangzhuo passed by holding a cup of hot tea, casually pointing at a double seat sofa, "Watch the gala with your little buddy, sounds delightful."
Before Gu Che could react, Tuanzi had already quickly placed the teddy bear on the double seat sofa and sat beside it.
"Let’s watch TV together~"
She sincerely patted the teddy bear, clearly treating this toy genuinely as a little buddy from her heart.
With this, as a brother, he really couldn’t break them apart.
Gu Che: "..."
He glared fiercely at Ji Zhangzhuo, but unfortunately, it was ineffective in Ji Zhangzhuo’s eyes.
Turning around, Ji Zhangzhuo found Duan Xiayou, patting him on the shoulder with a laugh, "Second brother is so fun to tease!"
Duan Xiayou was speechless, "Do you have to ss with everyone? Do you even know how to write ’not liked by anyone’?"
Ji Zhangzhuo laughed and asked back, "Then do you think he’s a kitten or a puppy?"
Duan Xiayou turned and walked away, this second junior brother was beyond saving.
At eight sharp, everyone settled quietly in front of the TV. Even Ning Jixiu, who had loudly declared "what’s so good about the gala" earlier, was quietly squatting by the second-floor railing, using his excellent vision to watch the big screen.
He gave himself an excuse, saying it wasn’t for waiting for little junior sister’s program, but to better understand modern life through the gala, to integrate more into modern life.
Gu Cheng took out his phone and opened the notepad.
"Let’s start with Pineapple TV."
Duan Xiayou, holding the remote, changed the channel and couldn’t help but glance at Gu Cheng’s phone. He was quite curious about what big brother was recording on his phone.
Tuanzi was also curious, abandoning her teddy bear buddy, sneaked behind, and tiptoed, poking her head from behind the sofa, "Big brother, what are you recording?"
Gu Cheng wasn’t scared at all, calmly showing the phone screen.
"The TV stations and tis for your performances.
Gu Che has performances on four TV stations, while Tuanzi has performances on three stations. Unluckily, none of the seven stations overlap. But luckily, the seven program tis also don’t overlap, so as long as they ti it right, they can watch all seven performances in full.
The first program recorded on the phone was the opening act involving Gu Che and others, a grand choral performance.
Everyone wore red clothes, making the whole TV screen glow red.
Tuanzi didn’t return, instead hanging on the back of the sofa, precisely finding second brother.
"Wow, second brother is indeed the best looking!"
Among a bunch of handso n and beautiful won, she spotted second brother imdiately.
A certain soone’s tense lips slightly softened, with a bit of smile between his brows. But catching a glimpse of Gu Cheng preparing to record with another phone, his face imdiately changed.
"Big brother, what are you doing?"
After being scolded by siblings, the particularly honest director righteously said, "Recording, for mories."
Gu Che looked at the TV with a hairstyle that didn’t suit his aesthetic but was forced by the TV station, then at the overly festive red costu, and slapped his hand over Gu Cheng’s phone, "No recording!"
Tuanzi, hanging on the back of the sofa, observed his expression up close, noticing he blushed from ears to neck, imdiately egging Gu Cheng, "Big brother, record, record, Miaomiao will hold him down for you!"
She flipped over the back of the sofa, directly nestling into Gu Che’s arms, blocking his view.
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