Chapter 150: You're Lying on My Hair, The Spring Festival Gala is Underway

“Miss Su, why are you more impatient than I am!” Jiang Yu smiled, gently pulling away the hands clasped around his chest and turned around.

“What are you saying? You’re bullying me again—I’m going to fight you!”

“That’s wrong, wrong!”

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After their playful scuffle, Jiang Yu held Su Muyu close and said, “Once we have everyone’s blessings, you won’t be able to run away anymore.”

Hearing Jiang Yu’s words, Su Muyu felt deeply moved. He was restraining himself out of respect for her, yet she also felt a slight tinge of sadness.

“All right, you go back to soaking in the hot spring. I’m stepping out for a bit.”

“Where are you going?”

Jiang Yu glanced down helplessly. “I’m heading to the gym. I need to burn off some energy; otherwise, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

Su Muyu sighed softly.

Jiang Yu chuckled, grabbed his clothes, and left the hot spring.

“Wait! I’m coming back with you!”

At the gym, Jiang Yu energetically engaged in various exercises to release his energy.

Yet, his body, enhanced by the system’s modifications, seemed to have extraordinary endurance.

Su Muyu watched Jiang Yu’s muscles flush red from exertion and couldn’t control her hands!

Jiang Yu sighed, “Ms. Su, you just can’t stop touching me, huh? I’ll tell you, ten yuan for a touch!”

“Then should I get a package deal?” Su Muyu teased with a playful smile.

“No problem. Monthly or yearly subscription?”

“How about unlimited data?”

Listen to that! What kind of wild talk is this? How did this girl change so much after falling in love? Bring back my formerly aloof Su Muyu!

“I’m getting a bit hungry. Time to sleep.”

Su Muyu smiled once more.

The two returned to the room together.

Su Muyu went inside the suite.

Jiang Yu obediently lay down on the sofa.

But after a while, Su Muyu emerged in her pajamas. “It’s still a little early, and I can’t sleep. Can you?”

“What do you think?” Jiang Yu rolled his eyes in mock annoyance.

“The TV in the room is quite big. How about we watch a movie? Then go to sleep afterward?”

Jiang Yu sat up. “Sounds good. Want to order some food?”

“Just the movie. Eating so late will make us fat.”

The television was set up inside the large suite so one could lie in bed and watch comfortably.

They picked a highly rated movie recently released.

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They naturally lay together on the large bed.

“Let me lean on you,” Su Muyu said, gently resting her head on Jiang Yu’s shoulder. Jiang Yu instinctively wrapped an arm around her.

For some reason, the warm, solid shoulder gave Su Muyu a sense of unprecedented security.

Perhaps feeling this safety, she soon felt drowsy.

Before long, her breathing became steady.

“Mu Mu?” Jiang Yu turned his head cautiously and called softly; there was no response.

She had fallen asleep?

At that moment, Su Muyu lay nestled against Jiang Yu’s chest like a little kitten.

Jiang Yu wanted to let go and return to the sofa, but even the slightest movement caused Su Muyu to frown.

“You’re such a clingy little kitten!” Jiang Yu laughed, settling into a comfortable position and closing his eyes.

Early the next morning, Su Muyu, still groggy, suddenly felt someone beside her. She opened her eyes to see Jiang Yu and blushed. After a moment’s thought, she decided to get up and prepare breakfast.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her scalp and couldn’t help but cry out.

Hearing the shout, Jiang Yu slowly opened his eyes. “What’s wrong?”

“You pressed on my hair!”

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After spending a few affectionate days together, the long-awaited New Year's Eve finally arrived.

After lunch, Su Muyu accompanied Jiang Yu to the Spring Festival Gala studio.

“Mu Mu, you’re here!” Yang Weiwei greeted them warmly.

Su Muyu smiled. “How do you feel? Nervous?”

“I’m okay,” Yang Weiwei smiled and glanced at Jiang Yu. “How about you? It’s your first time at the Gala. Nervous?”

“Of course. Look at all those seasoned actors—they’ve been here many times. Of course I’m nervous.”

That day, all the selected performers were visibly more anxious than during rehearsals. Staff kept trying to encourage everyone to relax, but it wasn’t very effective.

This was a live broadcast, after all. There were only a few thousand people in the audience, but hundreds of millions watched through their TVs!

At first, Jiang Yu thought he wouldn’t be nervous, but once backstage, the tension crept in. Influenced by others, time seemed both fast and slow.

Fast because the Gala was about to start.

Slow because it was taking forever to begin.

Feeling her lover’s nervousness, Su Muyu held Jiang Yu’s hand to comfort him.

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In a distant small county town.

Jiang Ru sat in front of the TV early in the morning. Only today had she learned from Jiang Anfu and Pan Lanzhi that Jiang Yu was going to perform at the Gala.

While complaining that her parents only told her now, she was also excited—her big brother was going to the Spring Festival Gala!

Jiang Anfu took out a cherished bottle of liquor and happily took a sip.

“Mom, aren’t you coming to watch? The Gala is about to start.”

“Still have two dishes to prepare. No rush; your brother’s performance isn’t for a while,” Pan Lanzhi replied from the kitchen.

“Hurry up!”

Finally, Pan Lanzhi brought out the last two dishes, took off her apron, and sat by the TV.

“On the program list, brother’s performance is seventh. Oh my, so many ads! Why isn’t it starting yet?”

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At last, families gathered together.

The table was laden with all kinds of New Year’s Eve dishes. Under the glow of countless lights, the Gala began!

Inside the studio.

The host opened with passionate words.

“Flowers bloom in the land of the Hua family, welcoming the year of unity. Dear viewers, hello to you all!”

“Happy New Year!”

“This is the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala by China Central Television. Together with people of all ethnic groups nationwide and Chinese communities worldwide, we celebrate the arrival of the new year.”

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After the opening act ended,

one program followed another.

Dance, crosstalk, sketches, magic, acrobatics—each prepared performance took the stage.

Performers, overwhelmed with joy, often wept after their successful acts.

This atmosphere only made Jiang Yu backstage more nervous.

Finally,

the host stood on stage.

“Every New Year’s, we receive countless blessings, among which ‘Wishing you prosperity’ is the most frequent. Today, on behalf of all colleagues, I wish everyone watching at home prosperity and peace throughout the seasons.”

“Now, please enjoy the song ‘Wishing You Prosperity.’”

The stage suddenly lit up brilliantly.

A traditional bright red door appeared in everyone’s sight. As lively music played, punctuated by firecracker sounds,

the red door swung open.

A man dressed in a red robe, smiling broadly, stepped through.

The lion dance began to move.

Jiang Yu clasped his fists respectfully.

“I wish you prosperity, I wish you brilliance.”

“The best, please come forward; the rest, please step aside. Courtesy is never a fault!”

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