Chapter 102: new Year's Eve

Every year, to the Beijing Railway Championships, it is basically the national team civil war, that is the gods fight, the following are all running. This year is also the case, the TV station commentary is also more understanding of the national team. For example, when a player enters the game, if it is a national team, it will introduce the past achievements and current status of the ta. If it is a local team, unless it has been in the national team before, it is a sentence.
When the snow entered the quarter-finals, there were two national team members in the group. When the narrator introduced the team members, he saw the snow, focusing on the age, and then said: "It is still young, today is a good exercise opportunity."
The implication is that it is better to learn from the predecessors, not to care too much about the results.
As a result, Yan Xue actually broke into the semi-finals with the second place.
There were eight players in the semi-final, seven of which were national team members, and the snow was mixed in, as if it were a communist-party mixed with a national-party spy.
In the semi-final, the commentator implicitly said that the snow can go very far now... The national-party spy broke into the final of the group.
The narrator was beaten twice. It seems that this snow is a bit too strong, so he said that he was very optimistic about the young rookie in the final. As a result, Yu Xue played a stable and won a fourth place.
After all, the top players in the national team are not vegetarian.
The narrator hit his face three times and felt that the snow was coming to him.
The audience watching the live broadcast has been laughing crazy.
It’s not a pity that he didn’t get the cards. After all, people are at the level, and it is good that she can reach the finals today.
At the end of the game, she went out to find her dad and Li Yubing. The two were standing outside the venue waiting for her. It looked quite harmonious.
When she came to them, Li Yubing handed her a bottle of drink.
Principal: "Let's eat together at night, what do you want to eat?"
"Whatever." said Xue Xue, unscrewed the drink and took a sip.
The headmaster of the school turned to look at Li Yubing: "Green ice, what do you want to eat?"
puff--
Like a watering can, the snow squirted out the freshly brewed drink.
She held the bottle and squinted at Li Yubing. She found that he was a little depressed and wronged, but he did not dare to resist. Even the depressed grievances were obscured.
This is what it is like...
棠雪 wiped his mouth, "Dad, you will call him the name later, the language ice, the summer worm can not speak the ice, it sounds poetic, in line with your identity, but also kind."
The headmaster nodded. "I also think that the language is better than the green ice."
Li Yubing quietly sighed, and the headmaster of the school did not want to target him.
After the dinner, the headmaster took the train back to Lake City. Qi Xue and Li Wenbing sent him to the station. On the way back, Li Wenbing was a bit confused. Asked Xue Xue: "Uncle, he doesn't know the meaning of another layer of green?"
"You have to ask him what the green hat is. He definitely knows, but the people of their age are relatively simple, not as divergent as our thinking."
"Oh," Li Wenbing touched her head and blinked. "How did he know my nickname?"
The snow squeezed his eyes. "How do I know that you are so famous, you must search for it yourself online."
Li Yubing bowed her lip and said, "I can't lie."

The third day of the return of the snow from Beijing is the New Year's Eve.
In the evening, she ran out with Li Wenbing to sit on the Ferris wheel. She was going to sit on the Ferris wheel and wait for the countdown to ring the clock. There are so many people waiting in line for the Ferris wheel, which makes them very late when they board the Ferris wheel. At 0 o'clock they Just hanging on the Ferris wheel.
It is impossible to knock on the bell, and I can only knock on the meaning of the dog head of Li Yubing.
When the Ferris wheel rose to the top, the sky suddenly exploded with a large fireworks.
"It's so beautiful..." Staying in the air to watch the fireworks, I feel very close, the fireworks can be ten times beautiful.
Li Yubing clasped her hand and looked up at the sky. The clear eyes reflected the light of the fireworks. "The first one," he said softly.
"What is the first one?"
"The first New Year after you were with you," Li Wenbing regained his gaze and looked down at her. "There will be many more in the future."
Yan Xue looked at him and laughed, Li Yibing kissed her.
The shallow kiss, lingering, seems to have a thousand words to say, and finally turned into a tender feeling.
"Li Yibing, would you always like me?"
"meeting."
"How so sure?"
"Because you are a brighter than the fireworks."
......
From the Ferris wheel, Yan Xue wanted to go to the square to join in the fun, Li Wenbing worried that people had more stampede events, took her away.
It was too late, the dormitory was closed, and the two had to go to the hotel. In the hotel lobby, they had a little bit of disagreement. Li Yubing wanted to book a room, and Xue Xue insisted on booking two. She has a psychological shadow on Li Yubing's false Amway, and now she feels painful.
In the end, of course, I booked two.
Moreover, because the room in the New Year's Eve is in short supply, the two rooms are not on the same floor, and the snow is living on the Li Wenbing floor.
When she came out of the shower, she saw Li Wenbing sent a message to her.
Li Yubing: I am a headache, I have a headache.
Li Yubing: Really a headache.
The snow is a little anxious, go downstairs to find him.
She ringed the doorbell and Li Yibing opened the door for her and stood at the door. He turned his back to the lamp, and she couldn't see how his face was.
"Li Yibing, is it still hurting now?"
Li Yubing did not speak, suddenly pulled her into the room and kissed on the door. The kiss was too intense, and a heavy gasp sprayed on her face, burning her mind blank.
Yan Xue struggled to lean his head to avoid him, Li Yibing kissed her neck, sticking her tongue out and rubbing her neck. The snow was made a little soft, and the airway: "Li Yibing, are you sick?"
"No."
"Are you a headache?"
"It’s just a headache, it’s not hurting now.

"Bastard."
"It's true," Li Yibing looked up at her eyes and licked her lips and explained, "It only hurts."
The author has something to say: How can anyone doubt the authenticity of my locked toilet, do you have no trust in me? qaq

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