I’m Really a Superstar

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afternoon.

The room is getting hotter and hotter.

Maybe it's because the air conditioner is turned up, or maybe it's because my blood is boiling.

Zhang Ye felt a little sweaty on the back of his neck, so he took off the thin sweater he was wearing, leaving only a shirt, and then continued to put his hands into the opening of Dong Shanshan's cheongsam's thigh, bit by bit. Click to squeeze in, hold the goblet on the coffee table with your left hand, and lift it.

"Come?"

"Yu Bei."

"Yu Bei."

Ding, the two of them clinked their glasses and drank red wine.

Dong Shanshan leaned forward, opened Zhang Ye's laptop on the coffee table, turned it on, "Can I use your computer to surf the Internet?"

"Of course." Zhang Ye said.

"Hey, where is the network disconnected?" Dong Shanshan asked.

Zhang Ye nodded and said, "Just log in again."

Dong Shanshan smiled and said: "The mobile phone is not turned on, and the Internet is not connected. Do you want to isolate yourself from the world?"

Zhang Ye cheered up and said: "There are too many things going on and it's too chaotic. It's better to be calm and calm so that I don't see people scolding me and I can't hold back my anger."

Dong Shanshan watches the news online.

Zhang Ye didn't care about her. His thoughts were naturally focused on the school belle's long, supple legs. He unknowingly pushed his hand in a little further. Previously, Dong Shanshan was wearing high heels with her legs crossed. With her legs stacked up, the space in the skirt was naturally too small. Now that she put her legs down and leaned forward to play on the computer, the space in the cheongsam skirt suddenly became much larger, allowing Zhang Ye more room to display.

pinch

rub

Zhang Ye squinted his eyes and relaxed, listening to the sound of Dong Shanshan clicking the mouse, feeling the smoothness of the flesh on his palms, and the worries of the past two days seemed to have disappeared.

Hiss

Suddenly there was a splash in the skirt

Zhang Ye snorted, then coughed and lowered his head to look under her skirt. The skirt was fine, but Zhang Ye had accidentally scratched a big hole in her stockings. This was because he had been too busy these days. I haven't bothered to cut my nails, so my nails are a little long. The stockings are so thin that they get damaged when I use force.

Dong Shanshan turned her head to look at him speechlessly, "You are really not polite to your old classmates. You are so cruel. I just changed into new stockings today."

Zhang Ye said with sweat: "Mistake, mistake."

Dong Shanshan retracted her legs and said, "Okay, the comfort time is over."

"No, I'll pay you a new pair later." Zhang Ye didn't even take his hand back, but moved forward instead of retreating. He picked it up and stuffed it into the opening of her torn stockings, and then slowly pushed his hand inside. , this time the stockings were not even separated, and his hands directly touched Dong Shanshan's smooth long legs. Naturally, the small opening of the stockings was stretched wider and wider by Zhang Ye's hands, hiss, hiss. Well, the rips in the stockings extend from the opening position to just above her knees. The rips are not very neat, and the stockings hang in tatters on the outside of Dong Shanshan's thighs.

I saw her shivering, maybe it was itching.

Zhang Ye pinched her bare thigh with his hand, and felt that the body temperature on her leg was a bit high, even warmer than the palm of his hand. He didn't know if Zhang Ye squeezed too hard, but the side of the school belle's originally white thigh became swollen. After removing the shackles of the stockings, that patch of skin looked a little red and particularly attractive, like a ripe fruit that was eager to be taken a bite, extremely sexy.

"Almost." She glanced sideways, put her hand on her leg, and held down Zhang Ye's hand touching the inner layer of her stockings through a layer of fleshy stockings.

Zhang Ye said with a shy face: "Being idle is also idle."

She was so angry, "Are you treating this as an entertainment activity?"

"It feels so good, let me touch it a few more times." Zhang Ye was reluctant to let go.

"Don't push yourself too far." Dong Shanshan smiled and pulled away his dirty hands, "The time to do anything is over. Stop making trouble and watch the news."

She turned on the TV.

Zhang Ye was not interested and raised his glass: "Here, have another drink."

"Yu Bei." Dong Shanshan said on the stage and drank with him casually.

After Zhang Ye put down the cup, he looked left and right. He was still very itchy. Finally, his eyes fell on Dong Shanshan's thigh. He didn't ask for the opinion of his old classmates. He took off his shoes by himself and held them with his legs. When she got to the sofa, she lay down on her side, and then her head lay on Dong Shanshan's lap. Because her legs were very elastic, her head suddenly fell down, and even bounced up a little by the little flesh on her thighs. Fall again, and fall steadily.

"My head is a bit dizzy, so I lay down and watched." Zhang Ye chopped first and then played.

A face above his head lowered his head to look at him, and said helplessly: "Lie down."

Lying drunk on the beauty's lap, Zhang Ye felt extremely comfortable. He felt as moist as an uncle. He straightened his body and his legs were also raised on the sofa. The flesh of Dong Shanshan's legs is all pressed on her face. The fabric of the cheongsam is very thin and smooth. It's hard to enjoy lying there. The scent of the school beauty's perfume is also blowing against her face. She is wearing eau de toilette today. , Ruoyouruowu's fragrance goes well with her classical cheongsam.

"Huh?" she said.

Zhang Ye asked, "What's wrong?"

She moved her chin in the direction of the TV, "Do you want to watch it? It seems to be about you."

"Look, who said anything about me again?" Zhang Ye turned his head and stared at the TV.

The sound was very low. Dong Shanshan used the remote control to turn up the TV volume, and the sound came out little by little.

This is a local station in Shanghai, and the signal coverage is in the nearby area. I saw a middle-aged man being interviewed by a person labeled as "Deputy Director of the TV Station". I only heard him say: "The impact of this incident is considerable." It's terrible. As a member of the industry, I strongly condemn Zhang Ye's unprofessional behavior. If everyone was like him and disobeyed the instructions of superior departments, wouldn't the entertainment industry be in chaos?"

This seems to be a commentary show.

Another guest also said: "I agree with Director Qian. People like Zhang Ye should bring up the entertainment industry as soon as possible. I have watched his Zhang Ye Talk Show. It is nonsense and has a very bad impact indeed. Director Li of Shanghai Radio and Television The working group handled it without any problems. This kind of program should be cut off as soon as possible to avoid worse effects in the future. Also, I would like to advise those in the industry and netizens who are following Zhang Ye to make noises. Do you know what you are doing? Can you still distinguish right from wrong?"

Several guests all pointed their fingers at Zhang Ye and scolded him.

Only one guest raised a different opinion. She was a middle-aged woman with a public face. She seemed to be a reporter from the media. I think we can leave this aside for now as to whether "Zhang Ye's Talk Show" violates the rules. In fact, the reason for this incident is that What caused such a big controversy is that several online TV programs that pirated and plagiarized "Zhang Ye's Talk Show" were not suspended, and they were not even punished. The content they broadcast was similar, with some jokes and a few. Talk shows are all imitating Zhang Ye, but now "Zhang Ye's Talk Show" has been stopped. Zhang Ye has been caught as a typical example and forced him to apologize and self-reflect. However, several copycat programs that copied him did not even pay copyright fees, but Nothing happened at all, I think this is the reason why Zhang Ye is angry, and it is also the reason why some people in the industry speak for Zhang Ye, and what makes netizens even more angry is what caused the website of Shanghai Radio and Television to be maxed out."

The middle-aged guest from before looked at her coldly, "Because you are angry, you can talk nonsense in the live broadcast to incite the masses? Because you are angry, netizens can destroy the national website?"

The middle-aged woman frowned and said, "Are you taking it out of context? The point I'm talking about is...why don't those pirated programs stop airing?"

The young guest said: "I heard that Director Li's team is reviewing those programs, and the results should be available soon."

The middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "Since the press conference has been held, this batch of investigations has already been concluded. Why didn't they stop broadcasting a few pirated programs at the beginning? Instead of investigating after the fact? And the results of the investigation are not yet available. You know, there’s no news.”

The middle-aged guest said coldly: "The higher-level departments naturally have their considerations."

The middle-aged woman looked at him and said: "Then I would like to ask, is piracy and plagiarism more harmful, or is it the genuine original programs that have spent the host's efforts?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Do you still need to ask this? Of course, original programs are seriously harmful, just like Zhang Ye's Talk Show". It has the highest number of clicks, the largest spread, and the greatest natural impact and harm. So of course, when investigating and punishing, we must first investigate and deal with it. Zhang Ye"

The middle-aged woman was silent, and then she said: "I have nothing to say anymore. Some people's ideas leave me speechless."

The show is over.

Dong Shanshan turned off the TV when she saw Zhang Ye's expression was not good.

Zhang Ye got up from her lap, took a sip of red wine with a cold eye, then leaned over, held the mouse, and started browsing the web and Weibo.

Dong Shanshan comforted him: "Don't take it to heart. Some people just like to flatter you. There's no need to get angry with them."

"That's not okay." Zhang Ye said, "It's fine if I don't see it. Now that I've seen it, I can't bear it."

At this moment, there are more and more denunciations and curses against Zhang Ye on the Internet. There are many people who support him, and there are also many people who criticize him.

"Zhang Ye is gone and the entertainment industry is clean."

"Shanghai Radio and Television did the right thing, there is no problem with this handling"

"If you disobey your superiors, people like Zhang Ye should be dealt with seriously."

Most of the people who said these things on Weibo were colleagues in the industry, as well as well-known figures and well-known hosts. Even Zhang Ye did not know many of them and had no grudges with them, but those people seemed to have discussed it. At this time, they all accused Zhang Ye and emphasized their firm support for Shanghai Radio and Television’s decision.

I scold you every day, but my brother hasn’t done anything yet today.

Did you scold me first? Okay, let's see who scolds whom.

Zhang Ye immediately logged into his Weibo account, typed a poem on his Weibo, and scolded a large number of people on the map.

"A small official serves a great official."

"The music is meant to suit the occasion."

"This is the way things can be done"

"Wouldn't he be a filial son?"

"——"Miscellaneous Works", for those 'filial sons and virtuous grandsons,' I would like to express my highest respect to you with this poem. Zhang Ye left it."

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