Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 420 - 250: Nerve! Who let the Bodhisattva go on New Years Eve, making me kneel and kowtow three times

Chapter 420: Chapter 250: Nerve! Who let the Bodhisattva go on New Year’s Eve, making me kneel and kowtow three times

Before, celebrating the New Year meant crossing into the new year.

On Lunar New Year’s Eve, families would gather in front of the TV, eating dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala, enjoying the warmth of togetherness.

After the new century, with the economy climbing upward, the demand for entertainment grew. For young people, the Spring Festival Gala… a stale old thing, who would watch it!

The turning point came one year with the explosive debut of a phenomenon-level variety show, “Super Girl”.

At first, the show received a lukewarm response, but after more than a year’s buildup, Super Girl became a sensation in every street and alley. The Xiangnan channel thought, can’t waste this Super Girl fame.

It was winter, and the Xiangnan channel’s Spring Gala was all set. But it was too far from the Spring Festival, and it didn’t make sense to just wait, so a group of planners set their sights on the end of the year.

And so, the first New Year’s Eve concert was born, forcefully carving out a niche for a “New Year’s Eve concert” before the Spring Festival Gala and Lantern Festival Gala. Later, other satellite channels followed suit.

Gradually, the New Year’s Eve gala changed the meaning of the words.

Frankly, it’s just a commercially driven term, like Double Eleven, June 18. A frenzy planned for a particular group of people.

Once you enter society, celebrating the New Year loses its flavor. Young people talk about the New Year with little enthusiasm—relatives are too nosy, the Spring Gala isn’t good, the pressure to marry…

But New Year’s Eve is young… a celebration among friends, everyone has their darkest moments. Life is so exhausting, sometimes you really want to end it all.

At the end of the year, on this particular day, you give it a sense of ceremony. Or rather, you give it some… reason to keep living.

Ending one year’s suffering, looking forward to a new life.

The significance of celebrating New Year’s Eve is probably… life is always hard, you can’t wait for hardships to be over before you start being happy. The distant mountains should not wait to see me, but I shall see the distant mountains.

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“Teacher Xu, what fruit tea would you like?” Qi Ting turned and asked, Lin Wanzhou was also looking at him.

The two women were wearing winter coats, their breath turning white as they spoke. If they were celebrating New Year’s Eve in Yang City, probably a short-sleeved shirt would be enough to go out.

Lin Wanzhou knew he didn’t like milk tea, at most he would drink fruit tea. Most likely it was her who told Qi Ting first, then had Qi Ting act as the intermediary.

“Grape,” he said.

Not far from where the two women stood by the stall was a busy intersection, ablaze with lights.

He stood on the roadside watching people argue, New Year’s Eve brought out the anger in people, if they weren’t booking hotel rooms, they were fighting.

The man was staring neck out, “I can’t change, I’m like this for life. If you can’t stand it, find someone else, why make a scene in the streets, are you sick?”

The woman said, “Do you want me to die?”

With a smack, the woman started slapping her own face. The man got scared too, rushed up and grabbed the woman’s hand, while a crowd of people around them busily tried to break up the fight.

Smack! Another slap to her own face.

“What are you looking at?” Lin Wanzhou stood beside him, handing him the fruit tea, “Room temperature, it’s too cold now, no different from iced.”

“Watching people argue.” Saying so, he crouched down at this spot with a good view.

“Oh, why are they fighting?” Lin Wanzhou wore a mask, only her bright eyes visible, and squatted down with a lime fruit tea in her hand.

Behind them, Qi Ting held a milk tea and watched the two squatting in a row, feeling somewhat speechless.

“Probably too much pressure, huh… Even the best of couples argue,” Xu Qingyan watched the man and woman at the street corner, “Basically, they are venting their emotions.”

“We spectators are also part of their play, those who advise to break up or make up. You never know what they’ll do once they turn around, maybe they’ll continue to argue.”

“Or maybe they just like to fight in front of others, wanting to be judged. When no one’s around, they reconcile, as loving as ever, who knows.”

“Do couples have to fight?” Lin Wanzhou squatted, turning to look at him.

More people gathered around the street corner, and the place where Xu Qingyan squatted was enclosed in front, leaving a fan-shaped view unblocked.

“Generally, they do, to address problems and seek solutions and such,” Xu Qingyan had to rely on what he had seen to give a limited explanation.

“Specifically, I’m not sure, maybe they keep bringing up old issues, then cool down for a while before giving each other a way out. But some couples are quite extraordinary, do or die.”

Lin Wanzhou thought for a moment, then said solemnly.

“If it were up to me, I definitely wouldn’t argue.”

“Really? Are you serious?” Xu Qingyan was taken aback, assuming it was casual talk, “You’re not the hands-on type, are you?”

“What’s… the hands-on type?” Lin Wanzhou looked puzzled.

“I had a friend I met off campus during university,” Xu Qingyan said with a smile, “I hitched a ride in their car, sitting in the back, while they argued in the front.”

“Just…” As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to indicate the intensity of the argument, “Framing each other’s faces, I was almost scared to death in the back.”

Lin Wanzhou giggled at this, her eyes crinkling into crescents.

“What happened then?”

“His wife opened the car door and tried to jump out, he didn’t stop the car, still in drive, also tried to jump. I was in the back, watching the car glide, then pulling the handbrake fiercely,” Xu Qingyan recounted.

“Also, I had a colleague. Her friend and her boyfriend fought; she pushed him into a river. She got a bamboo pole and a lifebuoy to fish him out.”

“Isn’t that too dangerous?” Lin Wanzhou exclaimed.

“Well, this world is inherently crazy,” Xu Qingyan waved his hand dismissively, “I’m still alive today, all thanks to my tough fate.”

“I definitely wouldn’t,” Lin Wanzhou shook her head firmly like a rattle drum.

“Then you’re really great.”

“Yes, I am.”

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