Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

【Sister Long is a dragon, not a milk dragon】: Guess what it is?

Ding Heng had already typed "No" on his phone.

He paused.

Delete it.

Re-enter.

[Ding Heng]: Yes, let's celebrate our birthdays together this year.

Chapter 128: Choosing a Gift

On Christmas Day, Ding Heng's life remained unchanged.

No gifts, no surprises, and even the food in the cafeteria tasted the same as usual.

He didn't care much to begin with. He went to class if he had classes in the morning, met Wenjing in the cafeteria as usual at noon, and then went to class again in the afternoon.

The only one who seemed out of place was Zhao Yanxi.

Normally at this time, she would have already been flooding their group chat with messages.

She posted photos, jokes, and pictures of her Christmas dinner with her roommates, and casually tagged Ding Heng to ask if he missed her.

But all day today, she only sent a few normal messages, one "Merry Christmas," and nothing else.

At dinner time, Wenjing sat down next to Ding Heng with her tray: "Ding Heng, what are your plans for New Year's Eve?"

Ding Heng raised his head and answered without changing his expression, "Of course I'll accompany you and Yan hope."

Wenjing lowered her head and ate a few bites of rice: "It's my birthday?"

"I'll stay with you too."

"Ah."

Wenjing leaned against Ding Heng, pressing her face against his arm and rubbing against him with a smile.

Ding Heng patted the girl's head, smiling, but his mind was racing.

I definitely have to spend New Year's Eve with them.

Number Two... Number Two has to go to Shanghai.

I'll take an early morning flight and be back by the evening at the earliest, and by the early morning of the 3rd at the latest.

Is it really too late?

Ding Heng glanced at the [Teleportation Scroll] on the system interface out of the corner of his eye.

I have a cheat code, so barring any unforeseen circumstances... there shouldn't be any major problems, right?

He snapped out of his thoughts and asked, "Wenjing, what are your plans for New Year's Eve?"

Wenjing shook her head: "I don't know. Yanxi said she'll make the arrangements and I just need to follow her instructions."

"By the way, where's Wenshu? She should have the day off, right?"

"Yes, I put it there."

"Is she going back to Zhuzhou?"

"Hmm... she doesn't seem to want to go back to Zhuzhou."

"That's perfect, let's call her over to join us."

"what?"

Wenjing blinked, wondering why Ding Heng brought this up.

Ding Heng then added, "Also, invite Hua Yue and Hua Qing along; it'll be more lively with more people."

The three of them spent New Year's Eve together, and it wasn't appropriate for outsiders to get involved.

As Wen Shu was a quiet younger sister, Zhao Yanxi felt embarrassed to refuse, so it was only natural to bring Hua Yue and Hua Qing along as well.

Wenjing didn't think much of it: "Okay! I'll ask Xiaoshu later, she'll definitely be happy."

After dinner, Ding Heng escorted Wen Jing back to her dormitory. Just as he was about to head back, his phone vibrated.

[Lucky Zhao]: Brother Ding Heng, want to come to the hotel?

[Ding Heng]: What are you doing at the hotel?

[Lucky Zhao]: A poor little Christmas reindeer is lost in Changsha. Can you help her?

【Lucky Zhao】: [Poor little cat.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: [Image]

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noon the next day.

Sunlight fell on the messy bed.

Ding Heng had already rushed back to class early. He had missed too many classes this semester, and if he didn't stop, he was afraid he would fail.

Zhao Yanxi crawled out of bed, rubbed her sore back, got out of bed barefoot, and staggered into the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she returned to the bedside wrapped in a bathrobe, bent down and picked up the tattered white silk, Christmas dress and jingling reindeer bells from the floor.

Recalling the absurdity of last night, Zhao Yanxi sighed and laughed, stuffed the things into the trash can, and turned to walk into the dressing room.

With her man not around, Zhao Yanxi didn't care about dressing up at all. She simply put on a sweatshirt and casual pants, tied her hair in a ponytail, went out without makeup, and grabbed her bag.

In the taxi, Zhao Yanxi was scrolling through her WeChat Moments as usual when suddenly her fingers stopped.

Longhe updated her social media with a 30-second vlog showing her and three teammates rehearsing in the dance studio.

The accompanying text consisted of eight large characters: "[January 2nd, we met again.]"

Logically, Zhao Yanxi shouldn't have cared, but a sudden doubt arose in her mind.

Logically, such concert promotions should be posted on social media, so why did it appear in a private account's WeChat Moments?

Something seemed to flash through Zhao Yanxi's mind, and the blood of the criminal police officer's daughter began to boil!

Why post it on WeChat Moments? Is it because you're afraid someone won't see it?

Zhao Yanxi left her Moments without expression and opened Wenjing's chat window.

[Lucky Zhao]: Xiao Jingjing, are you sure Ding Heng is going to spend New Year's Eve with us?

A few seconds later.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Yes, I asked him yesterday, and he said to invite Wen Shu, Hua Yue, and Hua Qing too, it would be more lively with more people.

[Lucky Zhao]: What about birthdays? We'll celebrate together too?

【Good Luck Xiaojing】: [Little Rabbit Nodding.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: What about number two?

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: This... he didn't seem to say.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Yan hope, is there a problem?

Zhao Yanxi stared at the screen, her thumb gently rubbing the edge of the phone.

[Lucky Zhao]: It's nothing, I just prepared a birthday surprise for him and wanted to ask if you want to participate.

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: What surprise is it?

[Lucky Zhao]: Could you please buy two plane tickets to Shanghai? Either the evening of the 1st or the early morning of the 2nd is fine.

Wenjing replied instantly.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Huh? What are you going to Shanghai for?

【Fortune Teller Zhao】: This is confidential for now.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: You're not going to pull any crazy tricks, are you?

[Lucky Zhao]: I told you, I'd prepare a birthday surprise for him.

【Lucky Zhao】: [Evil grin from a kitten.jpg]

[Lucky Zhao]: You absolutely have to keep this a secret this time!

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Oh... okay, I'll trust you this once.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

English classes are probably the most boring invention in college.

The teacher on the podium was reading from a PowerPoint presentation that was older than Ding Heng, while the audience below was mostly drowsy.

Ding Heng leaned back in his chair, gazing at the gray sky outside the window, his mind already drifting to next week.

Shanghai, concert, birthday.

It wouldn't be right to go empty-handed; I should prepare a gift for my brother.

What can I give as a gift?

From childhood to adulthood, there weren't many formalities between him and Long He.

When she was little, I gave her a slingshot, a four-wheel drive car, and a game cartridge that she had been asking for for a long time.

When she grew up, I gave her scarves, books, and photos I took of her.

Now that they're big stars, what should I give them?

Ding Heng was pondering this when his phone vibrated.

【Sea of ​​Flowers in Sunny Day】: Are you free tonight?

Ding Heng swiped his finger across the screen.

[Ding Heng]: What can I do for you, senior?

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Could you come pick me up from my house? I need your help with something.