How did I become a top star when I only wanted to play badly?

When the three of them looked at each other, the atmosphere was a little frozen. Zhong Yiwei slowly handed a small cup of freshly brewed tea to Chen Ci.

"Chen Ci, right? How old are you this year?"

For the sake of his daughter, the old father Zhong took the initiative to ask Chen Ci's personal information.

"I'm the same age as Shiyao this year, twenty-two."

"If I remember correctly, you and Shiyao were high school classmates."

As a successful entrepreneur, Zhong Yiwei, coupled with the blessing of the father of the Zhong sisters, has a huge aura for Chen Ci.

"Well, we were deskmates at that time."

Chen Ci took a sip of the fragrant tea and nodded lightly.

"When you joined Yan'er Company as a trainee, Yao'er, who was not very ambitious, also ran to her sister's company and said she wanted to be an actress."

Zhong Yiwei was angry when he talked about this. What a good daughter, why did she want to give it away for free since high school?

"Dad! What nonsense are you talking about? I obviously went to my sister because I wanted to be an actress."

Hearing her father exposing her past, Zhong Shiyao, who was drinking tea leisurely, couldn't sit still. This made her sound like she was in love, so she didn't admit it.

"Haha, you should know whether what I said is true or not."

Although it is said that a daughter who is married off is like water that has been poured out. But this daughter hasn't married yet, why did she start to turn her elbow outward so early? Zhong's father was really puzzled.

"Chen Ci, I heard that you write good poems. If you can write a poem that satisfies me today, then you will pass my test."

Seeing that his precious daughter was about to blush and bury her head in her legs, Zhong Yiwei did not intend to continue to talk about Zhong Shiyao's past. He brought the topic back to the topic with one sentence.

"Writing poems... no problem, uncle, please give me a topic."

Chen Ci almost couldn't think straight. He just listened to the father and daughter bickering with relish, why did they suddenly ask him to write a poem now?

However, Chen Ci was familiar with writing poems. At this moment, he was not fighting alone! There were a group of big men behind him. So he agreed decisively.

"Let's take Yao'er as the topic."

"Huh?"

At this time, Zhong Shiyao raised her head in disbelief.

"Okay, no problem."

At this moment, the Zhong family's father and daughter looked at Chen Ci, especially Zhong Yiwei, who was surprised that Chen Ci could agree so decisively.

Even Zhong's mother, who was busy in the kitchen and whose work was snatched away by Zhong Yan, came over curiously and looked at Chen Ci with interest.

In the eyes of the three curious people, Chen Ci stared at Zhong Shiyao's pretty face blatantly. When he saw that Zhong Shiyao's eyes were a little evasive, Chen Ci finally took action.

Chen Ci stood up from the sofa and drank the water in the teacup. His eyes were still staring at Zhong Shiyao's slightly red face.

"The clouds think of clothes and the flowers think of faces."

Chen Ci's voice was not fast or slow, but the other three people's breath became a little hurried when they heard the first line of poetry he blurted out.

"The spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick."

After saying this little sentence, Chen Ci's voice paused. But everyone's eager eyes were always on him.

When Chen Ci moved his eyes away from Zhong Shiyao's face and put it on the teacup on the table, Zhong Yiwei realized that this good boy was waiting for him to pour tea! But in order to listen to this wonderful poem, he endured it!

"Uncle, how can you be so embarrassed!"

In Zhong Yiwei's eyes, Chen Ci's "successful villain" face deserved a beating as much as it deserved!

"Stinky boy, stop talking nonsense to me. Drink the water and finish the second half quickly."

Zhong Yiwei was choked by Chen Ci, but there was nothing he could do. This poem really attracted him. If he couldn't listen to it completely, he probably wouldn't be able to sleep this month.

"If we hadn't met on the top of the Jade Mountain."

"We will meet under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

After drinking a small cup of tea again, Chen Ci coughed twice and no longer hid it. He read out the remaining half of the sentence very straightforwardly.

"...We will meet under the moon on the Jade Terrace."

Father Zhong repeated Chen Ci's words in a low voice, his eyes full of disbelief. Is this really a poem that this young man wrote in such a short time? But when he thought that even the Mid-Autumn Festival poem "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" was written by Chen Ci, he was relieved.

He suddenly had the illusion that his daughter was marrying up. It was really weird.

As the protagonist, Zhong Shiyao did not speak after listening to the whole poem. She just looked at him with sparkling eyes.Looking at Chen Ci, the tenderness in her eyes was almost dripping with water.

"Little brother Ci, sister wants it too! Otherwise, if you want to marry my daughter Yao'er, you can't get past me."

Mother Zhong smiled and hugged Zhong Shiyao's rosy head, and directly "held the emperor hostage to command the princes."

Hearing this, Chen Ci pretended to ponder for a while. With a serious face, he took a look at Mother Zhong's face, which looked extremely young and looked 60% similar to Zhong Shiyao.

"There is a beauty in the north."

"Peerless and independent."

"One look can make the city fall."

"Another look can make the country fall."

This time Chen Ci was really crazy! After singing a song "Li Yannian Song", Mother Zhong laughed so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. It can be regarded as stealing Zhong Shiyao's crystal directly.

The result was that Zhong Yiwei's face turned black again, and he stood up and pushed Mother Zhong back to the kitchen.

"Hehe, you are so grown up. How can you be jealous of your future son-in-law?"

Mother Zhong looked at her husband teasingly, then turned her head and gently kissed Zhong Yiwei on the face. This made Zhong Yan, who was busy in the kitchen, eat a mouthful of dog food for no reason.

"???"

Why do these people keep feeding me dog food today! Zhong Yan felt that she was not feeling well, and wondered if she should find a partner.

"Hehe... You performed well, I think you passed this test."

Not bad, perhaps this is the highest praise from the old father Zhong Yiwei.

Next, Zhong Yiwei and Chen Ci started chatting about family matters again. Because Chen Ci had just performed in front of him, the tone of Zhong's father was obviously much more familiar than before.

After a while, the two grown men were chatting happily. Zhong Shiyao, who was sitting next to Chen Ci, watched them chatting about everything under the sun, and couldn't even interrupt them. I could only sit aside and look at the two people with a strange look on my face.

"It's time to eat!"

When the two were chatting enthusiastically, Zhong Yan's voice came over. A series of delicious home-cooked dishes were already placed on the table.

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