I’m Really a Superstar

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This little area around here is boiling

"Where is Zhang Ye?"

"That's it"

"It's really him"

"I just said he looked familiar just now."

"Why did Zhang Ye come to our school?"

"Ah, Mengmeng just introduced, this is his brother?"

"Do you want to do this? Mengmeng's brother is actually the famous Zhang Ye? Ah, by the way, Mengmeng just seemed to have said that her brother was a big star, so she wasn't joking. I said, why is her brother like this? It's still wearing a big toad mirror in the dark place."

"Oh, I like Zhang Ye's talk show!"

"Me too, I am too, it's just that my mother keeps not letting me watch it, saying that it affects my study. Hmph, I secretly watch with my phone under the bed every time, it's too funny."

"Meet the stars"

"No, I have to sign in a minute"

Mengmeng's classmates were all chattering together. Of course, there were many students who didn't know Zhang Ye, so they were all asking who Zhang Ye was.

Teacher Leng and other head teachers, Brother Yang, and other parents almost vomited blood. Although some of them guessed it at that moment, they were still shocked when they saw the familiar face under the sunglasses. No one expected Zhang Ye. Who would have come to their school's New Year's Day party, who would have never thought that Cao Mengmeng's brother was actually Zhang Ye -- the idol that Teacher Leng admires, the poet that Brother Yang had just stepped on and couldn't write love poems.

Teacher Leng was very excited when she saw that the idol was the family member of her student. Other parents also liked it when they saw the star.

It's embarrassing to be alone

The one who sits the most is actually the student's parent, Brother Yang

Just now, Brother Yang was very critical of Zhang Ye's works. As an old editor of a professional publishing house, he questioned Zhang Ye's ability to write love poems. Although he didn't speak loudly, the real client was sitting in his seat. The seat next to him, I couldn't hear it. Brother Yang had boasted to Haikou before that Zhang Ye's love poems were not utilitarian. Within a few minutes, Zhang Ye actually created a song "To the Oak Tree" on the spot to help his sister save the scene. This is to swell the face of his old comrade Yang. His expression is green at the moment.

Brother Yang looked at Zhang Ye with an expression like crying and laughing, "Mr. Zhang, so you don't know how to write love poems, right? Anything from a female perspective?"

Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Mengmeng drove the ducks for me to put on the shelves, write nonsense, write nonsense.

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Teacher Leng interjected: "How could it be a nonsense, "To the Oak" and "The Birds and the Fish" are really comparable, too classic works, the tenacity and perseverance in the delicate poetry, even if we are Women can't write it, you really don't know what to say about your talent."

Brother Yang quickly took the opportunity to say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I just said a big thing, and I just commented on your writing skills. Hey, don't have the same knowledge as my old Yang."

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "No, I heard what you said just now, and I was right. I'm really not very good at love poetry, and I don't have much work."

Brother Yang sighed and said: "I can see it, you are not good at love poetry, you don't want to write it at all, if you really want to write, how can you not control love poetry, this "To the Oak" still can't explain the problem? In the world of poetry, among poets, you are definitely a master"

"Hey, I don't dare, I'm not really a master." Zhang Ye shook his head. In public places, even if everyone has given you some titles, even if everyone recognizes you, you still cannot recognize them. This is the tradition of Chinese people, and it is also the most basic modesty and courtesy. Of course, when you get home, talk to your parents, relatives, and friends, you can just talk about it, let alone the great poet is alive, and no one cares about you if you say that you are reincarnated as a great aunt.

The show on stage continues.

The hostess announced the next show.

However, Zhang Ye's presence in Teacher Leng's class had already made him lose the mood to watch the party.

After a while, Cao Mengmeng bounced back with the original manuscript of "To the Oak Tree", Xiaolian was very happy and very cool, she was beautiful.

"Moe"

"You recite well"

"Why didn't you say that your brother is Zhang Ye?"

Several female classmates who have a good relationship with Mengmeng said.

Cao Mengmeng giggled, "You don't believe me when I say it."

Lily pretended not to see her with a straight face, and ignored her.

She didn't speak, but Cao Mengmeng leaned over, "Lily, have you served it this time?"

Lily pouted, glanced at her and said, "I obey your brother, but I don't agree with you, hmph, who doesn't know that your brother is a writer, people who write poems to the Writers Association have lost their temper with him, your brother is a professional This one, read a poem to you, of course you will be able to stand out, this is already bullying people"

Cao Mengmeng laughed.

"Mengmeng, can you ask your brother to sign my name?"

"Yeah Mengmeng, we have to get the moon first."

"I want it too. My dad likes Zhang Ye. I have to get your brother's autograph to show off to him. If I don't pass the final exam, my dad won't hit me."

The classmates gathered around Cao Mengmeng diligently.

Cao Mengmeng was very high-spirited, she waved her little hand, "Okay, I know. Anyone who wants to sign can give me a book or paper, and I will let my brother ask for it."

"Give you"

"give"

"And I"

"I didn't bring any paper, sign my textbook."

In the blink of an eye, Cao Mengmeng received a stack of books.

Teacher Leng glanced at the manuscript in Cao Mengmeng's hand from time to time, gritted his teeth, and finally said to Zhang Ye, "Mr. Zhang, is this the manuscript of "To the Oak"?"

Zhang Ye said, "That's right."

Teacher Leng coughed and said, "This... can this manuscript be given to me?"

Zhang Ye said with a smile, "I just took a random seller's flyer and wrote it on the back, it's not a formal manuscript, if you like it, I'll write a good one for you.

"No, no." Teacher Leng immediately said, "This is fine." In her opinion, only the on-site manuscript of the first edition of "To Oak Tree" is the most valuable. It is also impossible to have the collectible value of the original manuscript of the first edition.

Zhang Ye said, "That's fine, of course there's no problem with that." He said hello to Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, give the manuscript to you, Teacher Leng."

Cao Mengmeng came over and said, "Why?"

Teacher Leng hurriedly took it with both hands, not daring to fold it, carefully put it in a book that he was carrying with him, opened the pages and gently sandwiched the manuscript inside, and then lightly put it back into his bag, smiling: "Teacher I want to keep it." He turned his head to Zhang Ye and said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

Brother Yang, who was next to him, actually wanted it too, but before he had time to speak, he let Teacher Leng take the lead, so he smiled bitterly and said nothing. However, after witnessing the birth of this great love poem at the scene, Brother Yang He also has a great sense of accomplishment. He feels that today is really worthless. In tomorrow's newspaper, he can also provide them with a big news. Later, he will have to borrow the original manuscript from Teacher Leng for use.

Then, Cao Mengmeng threw a stack of things into Zhang Ye's arms and said with a smile, "Brother, you've worked so hard, everyone, please help my classmates sign their names."

Teacher Leng said hurriedly: "So many? Just sign a few, don't bother Teacher Zhang so much."

"It's all right." Zhang Ye always thought that everyone liked him to give him Zhang Ye's face, and he gave him face, so how could he not give him face.

As a result, he signed one by one, and signed more than 30.

Teacher Leng blinked and watched the whole process. At the end, when Zhang Ye signed the signature, he returned it to Cao Mengmeng. Teacher Leng coughed and came up, "What, Teacher Zhang, can I have a signature too?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Of course you can, you're welcome."

At this time, Teacher Leng no longer had the majesty of the head teacher in the class. She was so excited that she hurriedly rummaged through the bag and took out the book for Zhang Ye to sign. It seemed that she was really a fan of Zhang Ye.

After writing it, Zhang Ye said, "Mengmeng is a naughty child. Thanks to you for taking care of her. If she makes any trouble in the future, you will come to me and I will criticize her." To put it bluntly, he asked Teacher Leng to take care of his sister.

About nine o'clock.

The New Year's Day party of the 15th Middle School is over, and the program is all over.

Zhang Ye said goodbye to a few parents and Teacher Leng, and dragged Cao Mengmeng to leave the venue. On the other end, the principal found this place. Obviously, he heard about it.

"Mr. Zhang." The principal smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Principal." Zhang Ye also shook hands with him.

The principal said with emotion: "I didn't expect you to come to our New Year's Day party. If I knew this, I would invite you to come on stage and make a show. The effect must be good."

Zhang Ye said, "Today is the children's performance, so I won't join in the fun."

The principal said: "That song "To the Oak Tree" really opened our eyes. With your poem, our little New Year's Day party will probably be famous." He was in a very good mood. The third- and fourth-tier stars, the principal didn't really care, he came as soon as he came, it didn't matter, but Zhang Ye came and wrote a poem on the spot and published it in their school for the first time. The meaning was different. If you invite celebrities to perform at the school, you will probably be criticized. After all, they are educational institutions, but Zhang Ye is not an ordinary celebrity, but a literary worker with extremely high literary skills. This poem is very important to them. The meaning is different. In the future, when everyone mentions "To the Oak Tree", they will definitely think of the allusion to the New Year's Day party of the 15th Middle School, which is also to help their school become famous.

The principal was very enthusiastic and dragged Zhang Ye to talk for a long time.

Several other school leaders also came over with interest and chatted with Zhang Ye.

About nine o'clock.

Zhang Ye took Cao Mengmeng out of school, walked to the door of the meat shop, drove his BMW 2, and sent Cao Mengmeng home first.

On the way, Cao Mengmeng danced and said, "Brother, you gave me too much face. Hahaha today is so fun. It's so cool. Have you seen their expressions? I was shocked by your "To Oak Tree"."

Zhang Ye rolled her eyes at her, "Just this time, it won't be an example. Your mission is to study hard, don't think about those vain things."

Cao Mengmeng didn't listen at all, and was still talking about her own, "Brother, I really admire you so much, you will be my idol for a lifetime from now on. When I grow up, I have to be like you. Everywhere, there are fans looking for me to sign and beg my calligraphy.”