I’m Really a Superstar

morning.

eight thirty.

The main entrance of the Summer Palace.

The weather today is great, the sun is shining, and although there are not too many signs of spring flowers blooming yet, there are still some signs of spring. There are people everywhere outside the park, and many Chinese and foreign tourists gather at the main entrance to buy food. Ah, wait for someone, or queue up to buy tickets.

“Who needs a tour guide?”

"Mineral water, two yuan a bottle."

"Want a ticket? It's a third cheaper than at the box office."

There were black tour guides and ticket sellers, and it was very lively.

After parking the car, Wu Zeqing and Zhang Ye walked to the main entrance. Old Wu's nude high heels stepped on the ground, and her stunning long cheongsam attracted the attention of countless people. Many tourists looked over, and even a few All the foreigners looked at her in amazement. Classical, soft, and dignified - this is a typical traditional beauty of the Republic. No matter whether it is ancient or modern, Lao Wu is always a first-class beauty, and she belongs to that kind of man. The type that gay men most want to marry, they attract the attention of everyone everywhere they go.

"I go!"

"Beauty!"

"You are so beautiful!"

"This man looks like he came out of a painting!"

"It's a pity that I'm wearing sunglasses and can't see my eyes."

Some tourists were pointing and talking in low voices.

Wu Zeqing, who was wearing sunglasses, didn't react at all. She took her own little coat from Zhang Ye's hand, put it on her shoulders, and walked side by side with him.

Zhang Ye was extremely nervous.

Beautiful, right?

This is my buddy's girlfriend!

"Old Wu, wait a minute, I'll buy a ticket." Zhang Ye said.

Wu Zeqing helped him by the shoulder and said, "Sister, go ahead."

Zhang Ye sighed and said, "Why are you so polite to me? We are already in a relationship."

Hearing this, Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "That's good."

Zhang Ye bought the tickets and entered the park with Lao Wu. The place was crowded with tourists, and with the crowds in chaos, not many people paid attention to the two of them.

Zhang Ye said: "Since I started working, I have been as busy as a grandson. I haven't been to the Summer Palace. The last time I came, I think I was with my college roommates when I was a sophomore."

Wu Zeqing looked at the Kunming Lake beside him gently, "I haven't been here for a few years. After all, I came here a lot when I was a kid, so I really miss it."

The two of them walked forward.

Because it was during the winter vacation, many universities had not started yet, so there were many college student couples around, walking hand in hand by the lake, making others envious.

Zhang Ye secretly glanced at Old Wu and slowly moved his hand towards him. When he was in the car just now, he followed the trend and saw Old Wu's hand patting his leg, so he boldly held it. While walking, there were so many people around. He wanted to hold her hand, but he was too embarrassed.

The backs of their hands touched.

one time.

Two times.

Zhang Ye struggled for a long time and didn't stop.

But Wu Zeqing lowered his head and saw it, smiled at the corner of his lips, generously gave his hand over, and took the initiative to hold Zhang Ye's hand.

The palm of his hand felt warm, and Old Wu's hand was as warm and soft as jade.

Zhang Ye felt relieved.

This is called beauty.

The two of them held hands and walked along the Kunming Lake, sometimes chatting and sometimes looking at Jing'er.

Not long after, when he was approaching the stone square, Wu Zeqing stopped, turned sideways, gently held the white marble fence, looked at the lake, and did not want to leave.

Zhang Ye said: "Can I take a picture of you?"

"Okay." Wu Zeqing had a SLR in his bag. He was out to play, so he was fully prepared.

Zhang Ye immediately started taking photos of her, changing several angles. He originally thought about taking a photo with her, but now was not the time. There were many people. If he took off his mask and sunglasses, he would probably be recognized. Come out, and those two people won't be able to have fun.

After taking the photo, Zhang Ye helped her put away the camera. This time he became more courageous. When he saw Old Wu lying on the fence watching the scenery, he exhaled and tried to walk up from behind. He cleared his throat, stretched out his hand for a hug, and slowly He hugged Wu Zeqing's plump body from behind, and clasped her waist in front with his hands. His two hands were just around her belly, and he just hugged her, whether it was the inside of his arms or the palms of his hands. , he could feel the tender flesh under Old Wu's cheongsam. He was still afraid of Old Wu's rejection, and he was still a little uneasy, so he didn't dare to hold her too tightly.

But Old Wu didn't even look back. Instead, he took down one of his hands, patted the back of Zhang Ye's hand on her waist, and held it gently.

Zhang Ye asked, "Are we really in love?"

Wu Zeqing hummed.

Zhang Ye blinked, "Don't regret it, Old Wu."

Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Why are you regretting it? Didn't you say it before? Why? Sister's words are so dishonest?"

"That's fine." Zhang Ye said calmly, "I just don't feel very real, and I'm afraid you'll be perfunctory with me. Then if I do something that a lover should do, don't be angry with me."

Wu Zeqing turned her back to him and smoothed her long hair, "Haha, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Ye coughed, "I didn't want to do anything, I just said this, this is what I said."

The back of her hand was patted three times by Lao Wu, and she heard her say: "Stop hugging me. Sister, I'll give you something."

"What?" After Zhang Ye heard this, he released his hand and took a step back.

Wu Zeqing did not answer, but turned around, stroked the sleeve of his left hand with his right hand, and wiped a string of Hetian jade from the wrist of the sleeve. It looked like it was not ordinary Hetian jade, but seemed to be mutton-fat white jade. It's very warm, seed material, with a little bit of skin.

Zhang Ye was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Wu Zeqing pinched his hand, raised it, and put it on him, "Here you go."

"That won't work, that won't work." Zhang Ye quickly pushed, "This thing is expensive. This string costs hundreds of thousands, right? Or more than a million?" He didn't quite understand the mutton-fat jade seed material in this world. But I know that it must be quite expensive, where can I get it?

But Lao Wu said: "You can take it if it's given to you. My parents also gave it to me. I've been carrying it for more than ten years. Well, I gave it to you today." Seeing the effect after he put it on, she nodded slightly, " Yes, wear it."

Wear it for more than ten years?

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye said: "Then I can't have it!"

Wu Zeqing looked at him and said, "Since we are lovers, what's wrong with my eldest sister giving you a gadget? Haha, when you see a small handicraft later, you go back and buy me one as a return gift."

Zhang Ye exclaimed: "Small handicrafts only cost a few yuan or ten yuan each, so what kind of gift can I get in return?" After a pause, he asked: "Old Wu, is this a token of love?"

Wu Zeqing said solemnly: "If you think so, then it is."

After hearing this, Zhang Ye refused, "Okay, I'll keep it then!"

Zhang Ye was actually very happy that Lao Wu gave him such a valuable thing. It was not about how much it was worth, but it made Zhang Ye feel that his weight in Lao Wu's heart seemed to be much heavier than he imagined. It seems that Lao Wu is not joking about love, but is serious.

But what's even bigger is the pressure. In the past, Zhang Ye was fine and had earned a lot of money. He would have been able to give a decent love token or gift in return, but he couldn't do it now. In anger, I paid liquidated damages to the publishing house and lost all my savings. Although the money for food and other things was definitely not bad, I really didn't have the money to buy anything decent.

Buy a similar bracelet?

Or buy a higher-end women’s watch?

I really have no money! This is also the reason why Zhang Ye didn't want it much just now. The main reason was that he couldn't afford the gift. Old Wu said that he could just ask for a small handicraft or trinket, but Zhang Ye definitely couldn't do that. This guy wanted to lose face the most. I can't afford this person, so I'm confused.

What do you want to give Lao Wu?

What can I give as a gift? (To be continued) [This text is provided by Qihang Update Team @Xingmeng Qingwu Feiyang] If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Chuangshi to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation . )