I’m Really a Superstar

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The door opens, the door closes.

Zhang Ye came out of the bedroom carrying a plate.

"Have you finished eating, Xiaoye?" Mom looked over.

"Yeah." Zhang Ye said.

Mom looked at his hand and said, "Hey, have you eaten so much?"

Zhang Ye threw the plate in the kitchen and came out: "I didn't eat much all day yesterday. I'm hungry."

Mom said hello, "Is your stomach okay? Then come over and talk to your aunts and uncles. We were talking about your smoking cessation advertisement. After your uncle Sun saw it, he didn't dare to smoke all day. Just now he I have been complaining about you for making an advertisement so scary that Uncle Sun said you are the only one in the world."

Uncle Sun lowered his head and teased the dog, laughing and said: "It's better to smoke less, Xiaoye is good, this advertisement is very warning, this is the highest level of public service advertising."

Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Grandpa Sun, you are so flattering."

"You guys talk first." Mom couldn't sit still for a moment, "I'll fold up the quilt for Xiao Ye, and then let the kids talk in his room."

Zhang Ye was startled and quickly stopped him, "Mom, please stop fussing and have a rest. It's only lively when there are more people chatting. My room is too small."

At this moment, the phone in my pocket rang.

Zhang Ye took it out and saw that it was from Hu Fei. He blocked the door of his bedroom while answering the phone, "Hello, Brother Hu?"

Hu Fei smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang, are you busy?"

Zhang Ye said: "Ah."

Hu Fei: "Do you have time at noon? Come out for a meal?"

Zhang Ye said without thinking: "Today? It can't happen today."

"Is that so?" Hu Fei said, "Haha, in fact, I'm not just inviting you to dinner, I'm also helping the TV station leaders set up a dinner party. There are a lot of people, and I want to invite you to come."

Zhang Ye didn't have such a mood and thoughts at this time. He declined: "Forget it, Brother Hu, I really can't go. You can push it for me. Thank you to them."

Hu Fei coughed and said, "There may be something going on with you on the stage.

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"It's not that I don't want to give you face, I really can't do it today, Brother Hu, and you also know my relationship with Beijing TV Station. I'm helping you this time for your face. If we all sit together at the dinner, I have nothing to talk about, so I will Not going." Zhang Ye hung up the phone after saying that.

Return the meal?

Even if the sky falls, I can't go there.

If I leave now, the sky will fall over here.

Dad looked at him and said, "What's the matter? If anything happens, go ahead and do your thing."

Zhang Ye said: "It's okay, it's just a dinner party. It doesn't matter whether you go or not." He didn't think much about the meaning of Hu Fei's call. His mind was not there.

Aunt Yu smiled and said: "Xiaoye, sit down too."

Zhang Ye said: "Okay, I'll find a chair."

Aunt Cui stood up and said, "Sit on the sofa, sit on the sofa, come here."

"That's not possible. You sit on your seat. I'll just have a stool." Zhang Ye casually took a round stool and placed it near the bedroom door, more like a "gatekeeper".

Xiao Yan also quickly gave up his seat, "Brother Zhang Ye, this chair is comfortable and soft."

"No, I'll just sit here." Zhang Ye waved his hand.

Aunt Yu said with emotion: "Look at our Xiaoye, we are all so big-hearted and have no airs at all. He is still so polite. It's great."

Mom smiled and said: "What kind of airs can he have? You guys have watched him grow up little by little."

An aunt who was watching sighed and said: "Yeah, who would have thought that that little kid would become so big in a blink of an eye, and become a big star, even working with the entertainment queen Xiao Ye, who is as big as Zhang Yuanqi, you Tell me, this is really unpredictable, who could have imagined it?"

Her daughter was sitting next to her. When she heard this, she quickly asked, "Brother Ye, I really like Sister Zhang. Have you really met her?"

Zhang Ye said ah and then um.

Aunt Yu said happily: "Xiaoye wrote two songs for Zhang Yuanqi. How can I never see it before?"

The girl said excitedly: "How is your relationship with Sister Zhang?"

Zhang Ye spoke vaguely, "Hey, we've worked together twice, that's all. We're not very familiar with each other, and we haven't even spoken a few words." Let's clarify the relationship first.

"In daily life, does Sister Zhang have such a good temper? Is she particularly friendly to everyone? I have never seen her pretending to be a celebrity." Xiao Yan also asked with great interest.

friendly?

good temper?

Two words for you - Haha

Zhang Ye said regretfully: "Yes, I have a good temper, very good." He couldn't help but glance at the bedroom door behind him with his peripheral vision. He didn't know whether Lao Zhang was asleep or not, and whether he heard or not.

Xiao Yan admired her and said, "Sister Zhang is my goddess. If I can see her one day... I'll be satisfied even if I just take a look at her from a distance."

Zhang Ye said in his heart, it won't take a day, you can now open the door and see, not only the face, but also a sleeping face.

"I heard that Zhang Yuanqi is filming a new movie."

"Yes, it seems to be a martial arts movie."

"Brother Xiaoye, can you have a chance to get Sister Zhang's autograph for me? I really love her to death. I have watched every one of her movies."

The topic somehow turned to Zhang Yuanqi. It was because Zhang Yuanqi was so popular in the music and film circles. It seemed that all men, women and children liked her. Even old comrades of the same age as Aunt Cui and Uncle Sun, when it came to other celebrities, they probably They are not very familiar with each other, but when it comes to Zhang Yuanqi, a veteran queen in the entertainment industry, the two of them can occasionally talk about "thinking about the era when Zhang Yuanqi swept the music scene ten years ago" and so on.

The more we chatted, the more lively it became.

My mother looked at the watch and went to cook. Three other aunts also went to the kitchen to help, otherwise it would be difficult to cook for so many people.

Didi, a text message has arrived.

Zhang Ye took the mobile phone and saw Zhang Yuanqi's mobile phone number displayed on the screen. In order to hide from her manager and the dinner party, her mobile phone should have been turned off, but she didn't know why it was turned on again.

Lao Zhang: Go back to the house.

Zhang Ye replied: What's wrong?

A few seconds later, the phone rang again: I'm going to the bathroom.

After reading these words, Zhang Ye's hair stood up in fear. Going to the toilet? Why are you going to the toilet? There are so many people out here, and no one doesn’t know you. Someone was chasing me for your autograph just now. It would be easier for you to come out and sign it directly.

Zhang Ye immediately said: "You guys chat, I'll go back to the house and make a phone call."

"Busy Xiaoye."

"Yes, don't worry about us."

"Serious business matters."

Aunt Cui, Auntie Yu and others all said.

Zhang Ye immediately opened the door and entered the house. The door was naturally opened to the smallest extent, for fear that people outside could see inside through the crack in the door. The crack in the door was only wide enough for him to go in sideways.

bump.

The door is closed and locked.

Zhang Ye then saw Zhang Yuanqi on the bed already lying on the floor.

Lao Zhang didn't look very good, "When will they leave?"

Zhang Ye thought to himself, I just told you not to drink so much red wine in the morning. Look, look. He also said anxiously: "Why do you have to finish your meal at noon, and I don't know what time I have to eat." Well, if you drink, it will be even more unreasonable. You have to be patient, Sister Zhang, and I will try to let them go back as early as possible for a while, and then after dinner, urge my parents to take a nap and then go wherever you want."

Lao Zhang said: "I can't wait that long."

Zhang Ye said with sweat, "That will have to wait."

Lao Zhang ignored him, took a breath, and stepped out.

Zhang Ye grabbed her arm and said, "You are crazy. You are dressed like this. Who can say clearly about this? If people see it, it will cause chaos. Do you really want to make headlines?" If she goes out, everyone will It’s not just a matter of headlines, the media across the country is probably going to be upset.

Lao Zhang said coldly: "Give me."

Zhang Ye was about to cry, "It really doesn't work. If you keep persisting, it will definitely be okay. If it doesn't work... you... can you find a place?" There is no toilet in his bedroom, where can there be a place?

Lao Zhang looked at him with a sullen face.

Zhang Ye coughed and said, "It's not my fault today, don't you think? What a coincidence. Who would have thought that so many people would come in a group with people and dogs all of a sudden? And it's also your fault. If you don't take a shower, It's easier to explain. If you had come a little later, so many things wouldn't have happened." This guy began to shirk responsibility, "Anyway, things have caught up, and we have to find a way to solve them. Think about the last time we talked to you. At the Express Hotel, we both picked locks, climbed over walls, and jumped off buildings to hide from reporters. That time was much more serious than this time. We both made it through that hurdle side by side. This one will definitely be fine, um, What, anyway, you can do whatever you want with this house, and you can deal with it wherever you like it, as long as you don’t go out and let others see it.”

Lao Zhang looked at him, "Are you done?"

"Not yet." Zhang Ye also helped to search for a long time, and finally stopped under the window and pointed to the plate of Clivia on the window sill, "Otherwise it will be the same as the flower pot.

Lao Zhang said nothing.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything either.

The room fell into silence for a long time.

Zhang Yuanqi was sitting by the bed. She didn't see much on the surface, and she didn't move her legs or anything like that. It was just that her beautiful face looked less and less beautiful.

Zhang Ye knew that she was holding back. In fact, after drinking so much red wine and eating breakfast and porridge, Zhang Ye couldn't hold it in anymore. "I won't care about you, Sister Zhang. I also have to go to the toilet." Thinking that what he said was a bit unsatisfying, he coughed and didn't dare to look at Lao Zhang's expression. He thought to himself, "You must hold on, Sister Zhang. I believe you can do it." Then he quickly left the house, smelling the wafts of air outside. The smell of cooking made him rush to the toilet.

"Xiao Ye."

"Hey, where's the toilet."

"The meal is almost ready, get ready to eat."

"Okay, got it."

After coming out of the toilet, Zhang Ye went to the kitchen to say a few words, then gritted his teeth and opened the door to his bedroom, wanting to see if Lao Zhang was suffocated to death.

One is "Zhang Yuanqi and Zhang Ye live together"

One is "The Queen was hospitalized for emergency treatment due to serious injuries due to holding in her urine"

Zhang Ye couldn't figure out which of these two pieces of news was bigger and which was smaller for a while. Anyway, what was certain was that whichever one of them appeared on newspapers and TV would be shocking news.

In the house.

Nothing happened.

Zhang Yuanqi didn't know when he got into bed again, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and the expression on his face was no longer gloomy as before.

Huh?

what happened?

Can you really hold it back? ?

In a moment of surprise, Zhang Ye's eyes moved, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the window sill of his bedroom. The pot of Clivia placed there was nowhere to be found. No, it was not missing. When he looked for it again, he found that the Clivia had been taken away from him. The window sill inside the house was moved to the window sill outside the window, and it was shut out of the glass window. The rain outside had basically stopped. Even if there were a few scattered drops, they could not fall on the outside window sill due to the tossing above, but , that pot of Clivia was covered in water at the moment. The dozens of leaves on both sides were all wet, and water was dripping down. Looking at the soil in the flowerpot, it turned out that Zhang Ye had not watered the flowers for two or three days. , because Clivia is a plant that does not drink water and cannot be watered too much, but now the soil in the flowerpot is moist.

Zhang Ye understood it at a glance

I definitely can’t get rid of my poor pot of clivia.