"No matter what, Xiao Ci'er is great." Song Xiao gave a thumbs up.

Well, since Song Xiao insists on complimenting her, then she will accept it.

Somewhere in the backstage, Liang Boyan gritted his teeth when he saw that Song Ci's easy solution was a matter of coming to power.

Although not reconciled, but this is the way things are, and he can't help it.

This time Song Ci had passed this difficulty perfectly, and he could only wait for the opportunity to move.

Anyway, Liang Boyan would be very willing to do it if he could spit out his speech.

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After that, the performances on the stage changed from round to round, but the audience was actually so impressed with the stickman.

Especially when performing dances, they couldn't help but compare the person who was performing with the stickman in their heads.

Then they found...

Stickman still dances well!

What a **** thing this is.

The New Year's Day party started at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and has now entered the end of the New Year's Day party.

Song Ci also went from watching cartoons with a laptop to watching cartoons with a computer she built.

In fact, if possible, she would like to continue watching with her laptop, but it is a pity that the laptop has run out of power.

People sitting not far from Song Ci were full of question marks when they saw Song Ci's own computer.

Then, after seeing Song Ci project the cartoon on the table, they began to guess whether the thing in Song Ci's hand was a new type of projector or something.

However, Song Ci would not explain to them.

The five-hour New Year's party is about to end.

With the completion of the last performance, Hua Sheng and Chu Rong once again walked onto the stage from the backstage.

A few words of thanks to everyone for participating in this New Year's Day party, the party was declared over.

In fact, starting at seven o'clock, people have left one after another.

Therefore, there are not many that really reach eight o'clock.

The group of people in the first row, if it weren't for Song Xiao, hadn't left here, they would have left one by one in advance.

As for Song Xiao, he was naturally because Song Ci was still there, so he couldn't leave either.

After the party, Song Xiao thought Song Ci would go backstage to ask about the situation.

However, Song Ci did not have this idea.

After the party is over, just pack up the computer and leave.

Out of the auditorium, Song Heng asked incomprehensibly, "Don't ask about the situation?"

Song Ci yawned, feeling a little sleepy.

Hearing Song Heng’s question, Song Ci moved his aching neck and replied, “If you ask tomorrow, it’s the same.”

Song Heng suddenly felt speechless.

"Will Xiao Ci'er go back to the old house with us?" Song Xiao asked.

"No, there will be classes tomorrow." Song Ci shook his head. Although he would be able to drive from the old house to the school tomorrow morning, it was cold.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and getting up early in the morning is too painful.

Song Ci felt that he still wouldn't go back.

However, she would not say the reason for this reality.

Hearing Song Ci's serious statement that it was free, Song Heng's mouth twitched vigorously.

Obviously I don't believe that Song Ci is the kind of person who studies hard.

However, as an elder brother, Song Ci must praise this.

"Xiao Ci'er is great." Song Heng felt that his words were poor, and he didn't know how to praise Song Ci.

Song Heng came back from the army only yesterday, so in my heart, Song Ci was still the Song Ci who hadn't been at school for three days.

In contrast, Song Xiao felt much calmer.