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For Cheng Hao, basic piano music theory is not difficult, and musical instruments are not difficult either.

When she was in elementary school, she learned calligraphy, piano, flute, and dancing.

It's just that maybe it's because Lao Chen's family really doesn't have any genetic inheritance for music. In these aspects, she basically spent three days fishing and two days drying up, and ended up hastily in the end.

Of course, there is also the reason that these courses are really expensive and families cannot afford them.

What really made her shine was her learning experience in the junior reporter class.

The experience of the special class for young reporters cultivated Cheng Hao's stage character who was not afraid of others when he was in elementary school, and he began to make a name for himself in Qingdao's elementary school circles. After entering junior high school, Cheng Hao became even more uncontrollable and fully explored his stage talent. He was the host of various evening parties for primary and secondary school students, which was called a master's degree.

At a young age, I was able to earn announcement fees from local TV stations and radio stations in Qingdao to support my family.

From this point of view, she is not without confidence if she wants to sell all her NetEase shares and become a teacher and become a wealthy woman quietly. She is indeed very talented in lecturing and hosting.

Even when she was applying for college, her first choice was not the Chinese Opera, but the Imperial Broadcasting College.

Because her initial goal was not to become an actress, but to become a famous host. It would be even better if she could join CCTV...

The reason why she went to the Chinese Opera was because a Chinese opera teacher she knew well thought that she had a very high acting talent. This made Cheng Hao, who was doubtful, choose the Chinese Opera. However, because she did not understand the acting courses, her learning progress was slow at the beginning. While desperately chasing after her, she met Zhou Yi——

This big boy actually went to the Central Theater to "hunt" in the beginning.

"You learn very quickly. Have you practiced before?"

With his head slightly tilted against the wall, Zhou Yi looked at the woman who had gradually become "familiar" from "clumsy" step by step under his step-by-step teaching. He didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes were full of smiles.

"No."

At this moment, Cheng Hao, who had completely staked all the honors and praises in his short career as an actor, raised his head and looked at him, the corners of his lips raised with joy beyond words: "I don't know how to play the piano, but I did sign up for a special dance class in elementary school. During the first semester of fourth grade.”

In the first semester of the third grade, he learned calligraphy, in the first semester of the fourth grade, he learned dance, in the second semester of the fourth grade, he learned flute, and in the first semester of the fifth grade, he learned journalism. After omitting the piano specialty class, Cheng Hao focused on telling the truth.

"real?"

"Of course, more real than pearls."

Cheng Hao, who felt that he had said enough, immediately pretended to look at the time in order to prevent the fox's tail from being exposed. When he stood up, he raised his hand to smooth the slightly loose hair in front of his forehead, and said in a very natural tone: "It's not too early. Now, take a shower and go to bed early, don't stay up late.

"It's been raining heavily in the past few days to cool down the temperature. Staying up late is prone to catching colds and throat inflammation, and Yanzi has been affected."

"It's not like you don't know me. Whenever I've been sick, I've always eaten well." Zhou Yi shrugged noncommittally.

"That's why we need to pay more attention."

The hands that left the piano were probably held behind his back unknowingly due to a guilty conscience. While speaking, Cheng Hao subconsciously stood on tiptoe and moved on the spot twice. His eyebrows instantly turned into crescent moons: "So, Remember to wash the dishes, big star."

"Huh? You won't help me wash it?" Zhou Yi deliberately pretended to be surprised when he heard this.

"I'm not your nanny, Zhou Yi."

Cheng Hao pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile, "So, good night?"

Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then responded with a smile: "Good night."

At 11:47 in the morning in the imperial capital, in the master bedroom of the upstairs suite of Zhou Yi's house, Sun Yanzi, who was sleeping soundly with a pink bear as tall as a person in his arms, seemed to have dreamed of something delicious, and let out a few clicks. There was also a muffled sound of "hum hum" coming from his mouth and throat.

The calf resting on the stuffed bear moved, and then she turned over in her sleep——

The rustle of turning over broke the silence. After calling softly, Sun Yanzi, who was lying on her back, fell asleep again. For a while, the only sound left in the room was her even breathing, except for the cold breath on the tip of her nose. A bubble representing deep sleep.

The next day.

When the invisible bubble of deep sleep was pierced by the vibrant sunshine in the morning, Sun Yanzi, who woke up from his sleep, immediately struggled with his eyelids a few times and slowly opened his eyes...

"Uh-huh?"

Did I forget to close the curtains when I went to bed last night?

Or did Zhou Yilai pull it open as a prank to prevent me from sleeping in?

Numerous thoughts that were not polite came to mind in her little head while she was sleepy. She looked at the time and stayed in bed for a full fifteen minutes before she got up, put on her slippers and went to wash up. I quickly received a call from Cheng Hao——

"Are you awake? It's time to come down and eat, Yanzi."

"Right away, I'm taking a shower."

After finishing washing up, Sun Yanzi wiped his face and ran downstairs to Cheng Hao's house.

During the three months that SARS was at home, her mouth was completely spoiled.

"Wow! Cheng Hao, I love you so much!"

When entering Cheng Hao's restaurant, Sun Yanzi took the initiative to ignore Zhou Yi who was reading the newspaper, hugged Cheng Hao who was setting the dishes, and bumped into him: "I can't imagine that I won't be able to eat from you in the future. How to live with food.”

"It's not that exaggerated."

Cheng Hao, who was praised so hard, said something exaggerated, but the smile on his eyebrows never stopped.

Sun Yanzi, who was smiling, pulled out the chair: "It's true. If I were a poet, I would write a poem specifically for you to express my gratitude and admiration for you."

"So you're not a poet."

Zhou Yi, who was reading the newspaper, folded half of the page and glanced at the woman who was biting her chopsticks and said, "Otherwise, it would somewhat ruin the meaning of this word."

Sun Yanzi, who was barefoot, smiled and kicked his calf lightly: "Fuck you, this is my truth, okay, unlike you, a heartless person who has no expression at all."

"Who doesn't know what to say?"

Zhou Yi imitated her tone just now and said, "I'm not a poet, but I can write poems specifically for her. What about you? You have no sincerity at all."

"..."

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"You should really sit at the same table as the sparrows on the telephone poles outside. They are all chirping and running around on the train." After taking a bite of the fresh meat bun to stuff his cheeks, Sun Yanzi pointed to the vaguely visible bird outside the window. telephone pole shadow.

"Stop slandering me. Your good days are over, I tell you."

Zhou Yi hummed proudly and threw the newspaper in front of her: "If you don't believe me, read it yourself."

Sun Yanzi lowered his head and glanced: "Saddam is ready——"

"Ahem, it's backwards, turn it over and look at the other side."

"The Ministry of Health announced that the Imperial City SARS Prevention and Control Command has been abolished..."

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Sun Yanzi, who was eating and drinking, opened his eyes in disbelief when he saw this front-page news - then he rubbed his eyes and took another look to make sure he saw it correctly...

June 1, 2003, Children's Day.

The imperial capital, which had been in turmoil for three months, finally completed the deregulation, and at the same time completed the control of SARS and zero growth. Based on the dismantling of the SARS Prevention and Control Headquarters, the entire city began to gradually return to its former enthusiastic development.

However, Sun Yanzi, who was very happy about this for the first time, suddenly thought of his own situation...

In order to be lazy, she had been cheating a lot in the past three months. Even Chen Zeshan could no longer control her. But this time, she no longer had any reason to reject Chen Zeshan openly...

And more importantly, this also means that his days of living a fairy life in Cheng Hao are over.

Ah this...

When Sun Yanzi thought of this, he suddenly felt that the steamed buns in his hand were no longer very fragrant, and his face turned into a kitten expression.

It was also on this day that the public service advertisements shot by Zhou Yi and Yu Hua began to be broadcast on TV——

“Every question you get wrong and every point you lose is actually to meet the right person;

"And every question you answer and every point you get is to meet a better version of yourself..."

In this public service announcement, which was edited to 1 minute and 10 seconds, Zhou Yi in front of the camera spoke a stress-relieving message that was refreshing to countless candidates, parents and even society.