I’m Really a Superstar

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It's morning.

The weather today is particularly good, in one word - sunny.

However, compared with the good weather, in a ward of a certain hospital, Wang Cen was not in a good mood, and could even be said to be extremely angry.

The ward door opens.

The nurse came in and said, "Take the medicine."

Wang Cen hummed and took the medicine with a dark face.

"There's nothing serious about you. It's time to leave the hospital." The female nurse said.

Wang Cen's face changed slightly, "I think I... I can actually save him a little more."

The female nurse rolled her eyes at him, "It's just a skin injury. What are you trying to do to save it? It's been bandaged long ago, and the medicine that needs to be given has been given. I'm telling you, don't wait to leave. The police station will call you in the morning. I said hello to the director and he will be here to take you away in a moment."

Wang Cen pretended to be covering his waist and said: "My back hurts and I can't get up."

"Look at how you look like a bear." The female nurse ignored him and left muttering.

Due to the intervention of the police station in the investigation, it was already known to everyone in the hospital that Wang Cen was beaten for teasing a woman. The doctors and nurses did not even give him a good look, and they looked down upon such a person.

Wang Cen suffered such contemptuous looks yesterday, and he was so angry that Zhang Ye had beaten him into such a bad behavior. Wang Cen still wanted to take revenge, and even told Zhang Ye to wait, but the day passed. , the development of the matter was not at all what he thought. Zhang Ye was arrested, but he just read and wrote a poem at the police station, which completely changed the public opinion, and finally came out like a normal person. , on the contrary, Wang Cen got the news. As soon as he was discharged from the hospital, he would be taken back to the police station for investigation.

Wang Cen was so angry that he looked at his watch and knew that people from the police station would be arriving soon. He took out his mobile phone and made a call to his Taekwondo coach.

"Hey, coach" Wang Cen said sadly.

The coach is Korean, but his Chinese is also good. "It's Wang Cen, what's wrong with your voice?"

Wang Cen cried bitterly: "I was beaten by someone, and I am also a Taekwondo practitioner. I am now with the hospital."

When the Korean coach heard this, he was also very angry, "Who beat you? That guy from the Taekwondo gym?"

Wang Cen said: "I don't know where he trained. Anyway, he is at the same level as me. I don't know why I lost to him. Coach, you have to avenge me."

The coach hesitated and said, "Well, you guys fight normally and injuries are inevitable. I can't help but show up."

Wang Cen gritted his teeth and said, "If you and your senior brothers and sisters take revenge on me, I will pay 200,000 yuan to renovate our Taekwondo gym."

The coach's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Look what you said, you are my disciple, you were bullied, how can I, a teacher, ignore you? Who is that person? Where is he now?"

Wang Cen said: "I know he lives in Jiaomen, okay, I'll send you his address.

"

As the son of Wang Shuixin, the leader of the TV station, Wang Cen naturally had the means to get Zhang Ye's current address, so he texted the coach. As for why Wang Cen fought with the opponent, there were some details, and even the matter of Zhang Ye being a public figure, Wang Cen consciously did not say anything. He was afraid that the coach and others would have concerns after knowing about it, so Yu Jian deliberately Having avoided this point, he just wants to deal with Zhang Ye, otherwise it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart

East of Jiaomen.

Zhang Ye returned to the community he rented in the morning.

He was taking the key to open the door. Maybe he heard the sound. Not far away, a little head popped out of the landlady's house, "Zhang Ye, are you back?"

Zhang Ye glared at her and said, "Call me uncle."

Chenchen nodded, "Okay, Zhang Ye."

Zhang Ye: "...where is your aunt?"

"Who's looking for me?" At this time, Rao Aimin also pulled out her slippers.

Zhang Ye couldn't help complaining: "Auntie Landlady, you are so uninteresting. What kind of good people can't live long and bring trouble to live for thousands of years? What nonsense are you always talking to your children? Look at Chenchen now, you are the one who brought it down." , How could I be a disaster? I have done my best. If I pick up any penny on the street, I will hand it over to the police uncle. No, you have completely broken my heart. Just what you said, breakfast You have to take care of me”

Chenchen gave out his signature smile, "Haha."

Rao Aimin glanced at him and said, "If you want to have a meal, just say it, and you'll be chirping for a long time."

Zhang Ye carefully rubbed his arms and said, "My arms and legs were also injured when I acted bravely. You have to give me some medicine and rub them."

Chenchen looked at him and said, "Zhang Ye, you are so squeamish."

Zhang Ye snorted: "Am I being squeamish? I roared when I saw injustice. If you didn't see my heroic appearance at that time, forget about it. I punched him here and kicked him there. I fought with that man for three hundred rounds. In the end, under my awe-inspiring righteousness, my opponent was impressed by my courage and grace, and bowed his head... Forget it, I won't brag." Zhang Ye softened, covered his stomach and said, "Auntie Landlady, I'm really hungry. .”

Both his parents went to work and didn't leave any breakfast for him. Moreover, Zhang Ye had to go and help Tianhou today. All the clothes at home were moved here, so naturally he had to come back and change.

Rao Aimin couldn't stand him anymore, "Okay, okay, if your skill with your hands is one hundredth of what you talk about, you won't be able to bear the injury. Go to your house to cook. It just so happens that Chenchen and I haven't eaten either. "After that, he didn't forget to educate his children, and said to Chenchen: "Don't imitate your Uncle Zhang from now on, just know how to play."

Chenchen said seriously, "I understand, auntie."

After going to his house, Rao Aimin first cooked porridge and fed it over low heat. Then she let Zhang Ye lie on the bed and opened his clothes to take a look at him. "I was shocked and thought how serious the injury was. Nothing happened, just two bruises, which will go away in a few days."

Zhang Ye cherished his life and said: "Then give me some medicine. I am a great hero who has done something for justice and has returned. Your attitude is too unenthusiastic."

Rao Aimin curled her lips, "You can be considered a hero if you act like this, then only one person can save the world."

Zhang Ye groaned and said, "You're still saving the world. Have you watched too many cartoons? You're childish."

However, the next moment, Rao Aimin sneered, grabbed Zhang Ye's wrist, and twisted it back

Zhang Ye screamed, "Hey, hey, what are you talking about? If you have something to say, please say it. Don't do anything."

Rao Aimin twisted his arm and said: "You have become more capable recently, haven't you? You live in my house, eat my food, and now you have learned how to support me?"

Chenchen snickered on the side.

Zhang Ye shouted: "No, no, how dare I step on you? Me, and... and the house is yours, but I spent money to rent it."

Rao Aimin said: "The rent has been raised twice already. Have you ever seen a tenant here whose rent is lower than yours?" After tossing Zhang Ye for a while, she let go.

But Zhang Ye lay there and pretended to be dead, "I can't do it anymore, my arm is broken, my arm is broken."

at the same time.

Two people came into the corridor.

"Coach, is this it?" a thin-faced young man asked.

The Korean coach looked at his phone and said, "Well, it's right here, the one in front."

The young man's arrogance suddenly rose, "Bullying my junior brother? If you rebel against them, coach, you won't have to take action later, and there is no need for you to take action. I will do it for him alone."

The coach said humbly: "Wang Cen said that the man named Zhang Ye is about the same level as him in Taekwondo. You are a black belt, so you can handle him well." He actually didn't want to come, but he was worried, so he came to take a look. It's also an extra layer of insurance, and besides, it involves two hundred thousand dollars. Their Taekwondo gym is in Nancheng. It's neither big nor small. It's been in disrepair for a long time. He has long wanted to renovate the gym. Does he have a stake in it? of.

The young man was aggressive. He had a thin face and an impressive figure. He was very tall and tough, and his skin was dark. He had explosive power in his muscles. "Where is the man? Which family? I want to see what kind of head and six arms that kid has to connect with our hotel." Brother dares to hit me to see if I can’t kill him.”

The coach was very satisfied with the young man's drive, "Very good. We martial arts practitioners must have this indomitable momentum. Here we are, go ahead and I'll be there to help you."

"Yes, coach, leave it to me." The young man sneered. As he walked, his shoes fell on the ground with a muffled sound. It was so fierce.

Because the open kitchen is also in the house and is integrated into the kitchen, bedroom and living room, the smell of oil smoke cannot escape easily, so Zhang Ye's door is left open.

Just listen to the conversation coming from inside.

"My arm is broken"

"I haven't exerted my strength yet."

"I can't survive, I can't move"

"Are you still flirting with me? Are you blackmailing me?"

"My hands are no longer good, and I will never be able to cook again. You have to provide for my meals for the rest of my life."

Rao Aimin was amused by him. She squinted her eyes and saw a pair of iron scissors thrown on the coffee table. She picked them up casually and said, "I'll pretend to be dead after I twist you, right? Okay, let me show you my three-pointer." How do you use strength to twist?" As soon as he finished speaking, Rao Aimin turned her right hand into a palm and cut it with the scissors.

No sound

Not even a little movement

The front part of the pig iron scissors was actually cut and bent by a pair of fleshy palms. It seemed that the scissors were bent with a flick of Rao Aimin's wrist.

At the same moment, the Korean instructor and the black belt student were also standing at the door.

"Is this Zhang Ye's house? Huh?" The young man had a fierce look on his face, and the next second, he and the coach saw the scene of Rao Aimin chopping scissors with her bare hands.

The two were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other instinctively

Zhang Ye had already known what the landlady was capable of, so he wasn't too shocked. He looked at the two people outside and said, "Yes, this is my home."

Rao Aimin threw down the curved scissors, "What do you want?"

The young man puffed up his chest muscles fiercely, and then... his waist suddenly softened, and he said with a pinched smile: "Do you want to install broadband in your home? We are holding an event here now. It only costs 99b in two years. Just 99b for passing by. No need. If you missed it, big sister, why don’t you get one?”

Rao Aimin looked at the person coming with uncertainty, especially the person behind her, "Are you selling broadband? No, why haven't I seen you in the community? Which broadband company do you belong to?"

The Korean coach gulped down and immediately said: "We are a new company. We have just established it. We are expanding our business to our community. Now that we have installed broadband, we will give you small gifts."

Chenchen blinked, "Are there any small gifts?"

Rao Aimin turned around and said, "It's really cheap. Are you pretending?"

"I've pretended it a long time ago." Zhang Ye immediately regretted: "If I had known your company was so cheap, why would I have pretended it so early? It would have been a waste of money."

Rao Aimin said curiously: "What a pity, good morning to my family too."

The young man said hurriedly: "That's it, that's such a pity, then we won't bother you, we won't bother you.

Rao Aimin sent them out, "Okay, then you go slowly. I suggest you set up a table with the community and write down how much it costs. There will definitely be many people looking for you. It's really cheap."

The coach said quickly: "Oh, this is a good idea, very good. Thank you very much for your suggestion. We will definitely adopt it. Please come back. Stay, stay."

"Okay, I'm still cooking porridge, so I won't deliver it."