I’m Really a Superstar

The next day.

The next show has not been decided yet, and Zhang Ye is also on holiday.

After breakfast, Zhang Ye was in a good mood. He hummed a little tune that no one could understand, which sounded like a drum book and an opening poem. Then he pretended to be in his room. The four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, are placed in the case. It is rare that I have the time to practice calligraphy. Although the space at home is not large, it is barely enough. For self-cultivation, it does not matter how big the place is, as long as I have pens, paper and ink.

Lift the pen and draw ink.

He wrote down what he sang smoothly.

"Storytelling, singing and acting are the best way to persuade people."

"Three avenues take the center."

"Good deeds and evil deeds will be rewarded in the end."

"The right way in the world..."

While we were singing, my mother outside knocked on the door, "Stop singing, it's noisy!"

Zhang Ye snorted: "What noise? This is art."

Dad also spoke at this time, "Chenchen is going out."

"Why did she go out? She just stayed at home and watched TV." Zhang Ye said.

The door opened and Chenchen walked in, "Zhang Ye, I want to play with my classmates. We have already made an appointment."

Zhang Ye smacked his lips, "It's so chaotic outside, don't run around blindly."

Chenchen refused, "Zhang Ye, you send me there."

Mom said: "Chenchen is going to a classmate's house. Several classmates have made an appointment to have dinner at Mengmeng's house. They live not far away. You can send Chenchen there and pick him up in the afternoon."

Zhang Ye, "I'm busy here."

Mom glared, "What are you busy with?"

"I do art." Zhang Ye said confidently.

Chenchen came over and looked at the calligraphy on the rice paper, and let out a dismissive "Haha."

The mother curled her lips and said: "Writing two bad characters is called doing art? Then I steamed two steamed buns and it is called doing scientific research! Stop talking nonsense and take the children quickly. My classmates are waiting. Just now, Mengmeng's mother and I have already Over the phone,

Everyone has started to prepare lunch dishes. "

Zhang Ye said helplessly: "Okay, I got it." After saying that, he looked at Chenchen and groaned: "You actually caused trouble for me. This old man also said that he would be back in a month at most. This is almost three months." It's been over a month and there's still no movement. My brother is almost a full-time nanny. Let's go, little aunt."

Putting on his sunglasses and mask, Zhang Ye took Chenchen's hand and went downstairs. Mengmeng's house was indeed not far away, on Zixin Road, so he walked directly with Chenchen without driving.

The weather is good today, the air is cool and cloudless. It is rare to see blue sky and white clouds in the capital these days, so it is a good time to take a walk and relax.

The place arrived. It was a large courtyard in an alley that had not yet been demolished.

"Chenchen!"

"Chenchen is here!"

"Ah, and Uncle Zhang!"

"Hello Uncle Zhang."

Several friends ran out one after another.

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's good for you too."

Zhang Ye had seen all these children. When he held a parent-teacher meeting for Chenchen, he saw that they were all in the same class. There were four children in total, two boys and two girls, but he couldn't name them.

Mengmeng’s parents also came out.

"Hey, Teacher Zhang is here?"

"Teacher Zhang, hurry up, sit down in the room!"

Mengmeng's parents are very enthusiastic and polite.

Zhang Ye hurriedly waved his hands, "Goodbye, let the children play. I won't sit down. Chenchen is naughty. Please bear with me if anything happens. I'm causing trouble for you two."

Mengmeng's mother smiled and said: "No trouble, no trouble. Chenchen and my family, Mengmeng, usually have the best relationship."

Mengmeng's father said: "The "The Voice" has finished broadcasting, and our family doesn't know what to watch now. Are you ready to start a new show?"

"It should be soon." Zhang Ye said.

We were polite for a long time.

Chenchen pulled Zhang Ye's sleeve impatiently and said, "Zhang Ye, let's go."

Zhang Ye was speechless, "Oh, you still hit me?"

Everyone is happy.

"Okay, I'll pick you up later." Zhang Ye told Chenchen a few more words to be obedient and not to cause trouble. Then he left the yard and walked towards the east. In fact, he was also worried about his life. Although he kept talking about Chenchen and saying that she was bad and that she was bad, in fact, Zhang Ye was quite uncomfortable with the little one leaving his sight. He was always afraid that she would cause trouble or get into trouble. No matter what the situation is, I don't worry, because this little guy is really different from the usual seven or eight-year-old children of the same age, and you can't judge her with a child's thinking.

Go and go.

We are almost at the north gate of Taoranting Park ahead.

Just when he was thinking about entering the park to visit the lake, Zhang Ye suddenly looked at a BMW 7 Series parked across the road from the corner of his eye. Does it look familiar? Since BMW 7 Series of this color are rare here, and the old Wu family lived nearby, Zhang Ye walked in and looked at the license plate number. Hey, what a coincidence, it turned out to be Wu Zeqing's car. He then crossed the road and walked to the car, looked around, and waited.

About five minutes.

Wu Zeqing walked out of a vegetable market in Heiyaochang Hutong, carrying large and small bags with things in his hands, and came towards the direction of the BMW.

Zhang Ye waved, "Old Wu!"

Wu Zeqing looked up and said with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"I was walking here and saw your car." Zhang Ye pointed at the BMW, "Here to buy groceries? Isn't there a Wumart Supermarket on Taiping Street?"

Lao Wu said: "It's more expensive over there."

"You're not at work today?"

"Have a half-day rest. I have to go in the afternoon. Have you rested too?"

"Well, the entire column team has two days off." Zhang Ye glanced at the things in her hands and asked, "Buy so much? Is there someone at home?"

"A relative is coming to visit." Old Wu put the things in the car and asked him to come up, "Want to my place?"

Zhang Ye sweated and said, "Aren't your relatives here? How can I get there?"

Old Wu smiled and said, "Is there anything we can't go to? There's no conflict, so let's go."

Zhang Ye hesitated and said: "What is that, inappropriate? After all, our relationship has not been made public yet. I still want to wait until there is a formal occasion someday..."

Old Wu looked at him with a smile, "Are you afraid to go?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Ye burst out laughing. He was afraid of irritation, and he immediately licked his ears and eyes as if he didn't hear clearly. "Hey, what did you say? I just heard you say 'No'." Dare? Dare not go? I dare not go? Ouch! Why are you so funny, Lao Wu, I dare not go? Is there anything I dare not go? Isn’t this an international joke? Hey "Hey, I have such a bad temper, hurry up! Get in the car! I have to go today! Let's go! Drive!" He got into the passenger seat of the BMW.

Lao Wu: "..."

Several passers-by also looked over frequently, thinking to themselves: Why is this person wearing a mask so crazy?

The car started and arrived at Old Wu's villa in three minutes.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhang Ye coughed and lost his momentum, "Am I really going in?"

Old Wu smiled and said, "Yes."

"Are all your relatives here?"

"No, just my eldest sister is here."

"Hey, you should have told me earlier!"

After getting out of the car, Zhang Ye straightened his back. He was not afraid of Old Wu's eldest sister. He was afraid of Old Wu's parents. If all the relatives were here, Zhang Ye would not dare to come. Not yet. With his current status and reputation, Lao Wu's family will probably let him and Lao Wu break up after meeting him. Dealing with Lao Wu now is only the first step. It is still difficult to marry Lao Wu home.

Home.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhang Ye saw a plump figure.

"Back?" The fat woman looked over.

Lao Wu put down the dishes and said, "I brought a friend with me. I just met him on the road."

Zhang Ye immediately said: "Hello." He had already taken off his eyes and mask.

The fat woman was stunned, "Hey, isn't this Zhang Ye, Teacher Zhang? Zeqing, it turns out you and Zhang Ye are friends? You didn't tell me earlier!"

Old Wu asked strangely: "Didn't I say that? I was the one who dragged Xiao Zhang to Peking University. I was also the one responsible for Xiao Mo's brain gold endorsement advertisement."

"You..." Zhang Ye spoke, but he didn't know how to call him. He and Lao Wu were in a relationship. No one knew about this. He couldn't call him aunt, right? The seniority is also a bit confusing. The facial features of the woman in front of me are somewhat similar to Wu Zeqing's, but she is much older. She should be in her forties or fifties. He remembered that Old Wu had mentioned that she was the fourth sister in the family, with two sisters and one brother. This fat woman should be the eldest sister in the family.

Fortunately, the fat woman said: "Just call me Fat Sister, everyone calls me that."

And a nickname? Zhang Ye said slightly cautiously: "Okay, then I'll call you Fat Sister?"

Old Wu said gently: "You guys talk first, I will prepare the rice. There are some dishes that require more work. They need to be oiled first and marinated."

The fat lady waved her hand, "You go, you go, I'll talk to Xiao Zhang." Then she pulled Zhang Ye to sit on the sofa very enthusiastically, "If I had known you were so familiar with my sister, I would have invited him You came to our house for dinner. You don’t know. I’ve watched several of your TV programs, especially this time’s “The Voice”. I enjoyed watching it so much. I watched it several times online. Absolutely awesome!"

Zhang Ye said: "Thank you for your support."

"How is Qian Pingfan? I like him the most. Why didn't he win the championship? Is there something shady?"

"Khan, no!"

"yes?"

"A management company has already signed a contract with Xiaoqian. From what I know, a single may be released in a while, which can be regarded as a formal debut."

"Are you familiar with Luo Yu?"

"It's familiar."

"They say she is gay, is it true?"

"Hey, of course it's fake. It's all lies."

Wu Zeqing's eldest sister is very good at chatting, and she can talk about all kinds of things. It just so happens that Zhang Ye is also the kind of person who is very good at chatting. The two of them have similar talking styles and tempers. The more they chat, the more they become more and more speculative, and the whole living room becomes more and more interesting. I heard the sound of Old Wu chopping vegetables and the chatter between Zhang Ye and Fat Sister.

A full hour later.

The fat girl said: "Xiao Zhang, you are such a good person, I am determined to be your friend!"

Zhang Ye also said: "That's necessary. You can speak if anything happens in the future."

"Don't tell me, maybe I really have something to do." The fat lady changed her posture and said directly: "Xiao Mo, as for my nephew, I think the brain gold you endorsed for him has been sold for an unknown amount. Well, a small health care product factory that used to have one-tenth of my company’s assets has suddenly become a leading company in the health care product market thanks to your help. That little guy Xiao Mo keeps shouting about his goal of going public every day. , As an elder, I am also under great pressure. Xiao Zhang, why don’t you give my company an endorsement? Let’s go public too!”

Zhang Ye said without thinking, "Okay."

The fat lady actually just said it casually, but she didn't expect Zhang Ye to answer it. She was slightly stunned and said, "I'm serious."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I didn't lie either."