I’m Really a Superstar

night.

The news is still lively, and various reports are constantly coming out!

"The battle to defend variety shows begins?" 》

"Zhang Ye has driven variety shows to a dead end!" 》

"Exciting next week, Dancing and Tongue will fight to the death!" 》

"Documentary Counterattack, Who Slaps in the Face?" 》

Zhang Ye, one of the parties involved, had already driven to the vicinity of Taoranting. After calling Old Wu on the roadside, he drove into Wu Zeqing's villa.

Before the car had even parked, the door opened.

Wu Zeqing walked out gently, "Coming?"

"Here you go, you just got off work?" Zhang Ye got out of the car.

Old Wu hummed, "I just came back a while ago and was reading the newspaper."

"What newspaper?" Zhang Ye asked as he walked inside.

"It's not news about your "Bite of Tongue". I flipped through a few pages and they were all about your CCTV Channel 14 documentary. But it's not surprising that the media reported it so frequently. My sister also watched your documentary. It's quite good and the camera angle is good. , humanistic stories, they can all be said to be textbooks for documentaries." Lao Wu said.

Zhang Ye said happily: "Thank you, thank you."

Wu Zeqing didn't change clothes when she got home. She was still wearing the same clothes she wore at work, high heels, black trousers, a gray knitted sweater, and a white shirt underneath. She was very capable, but not aggressive. There is always a softness to it.

Zhang Ye hadn't seen her for a long time. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times. After sitting down, he carefully took out a tea box from his bag and handed it to her very preciously. , "Try the tea first. This is the Wuyishan Dahongpao I told you before. Don't underestimate this tea. I guarantee you have never drunk it. And since you like to drink oolong tea, you must definitely drink this tea." I like it." After saying that, he added, "By the way, don't give it away, just keep it for yourself and drink it."

Lao Wu smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Make water.

Make tea.

Soon, the aroma of tea filled the room.

Wu Zeqing took a slight sniff and was a little surprised. She brought the tea cup to her mouth and took a sip. She couldn't help but smile and said, "It's not bad. This is the first time I've had it. You can't buy it outside?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "Of course you can't buy it. If you have money, you can't buy it anywhere. Let me tell you, Old Wu, this tea is only produced by a few trees in the world. Now I have bought all those mother trees. So, I am the only one who can get this tea. Don't even think about it for others. You can drink it sparingly. If you like it, I will give it to you after you finish it." He didn't feel too sorry for Lao Wu. , it won’t work if you give it to others.

Wu Zeqing nodded and took another sip, "The more you drink, the more flavorful it becomes. It's really good."

"And this tea will still taste good after brewing it five or six times."

"You drink too?"

"I won't drink anymore."

Zhang Ye didn't want to drink it, so he just looked at Old Wu. Watching Old Wu drink tea slowly was actually a kind of visual enjoyment for him. Old Wu was so beautiful that he never got tired of watching it. Sometimes it even felt like he could enjoy it just by staring at Old Wu all day long without doing anything.

Lao Wu asked, "Come eat with me tonight."

“I have to, I’m just thinking about your special dishes.

"As soon as Zhang Ye heard about the food, he was hungry without any "Baidu·Qihang Text".

Lao Wu went to the open kitchen over there to prepare the dishes. While washing the dishes, the two of them talked, "This year's TV Awards will be presented in a while. You'd better compete for the ratings of "Bite of Tongue" next week. If it is not tied this time, independently winning the first place in the country will be of great help to you in winning awards. If the ratings can reach 1.5% later, then the top documentary award will be almost certain."

Zhang Ye said: "Why are you still looking at the ratings?"

Old Wu said peacefully: "Others may not watch it, but your program must be watched. You have offended too many people in the industry. If you don't really achieve results that no one else can say, as long as there is a second person The selector definitely doesn’t want to award it to you." She glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, how do you think the nominations for "Bite of Tongue" were temporarily added to the list this time? I asked my secretary to recommend it to you. Radio and Television is the leading unit. , they can’t help but add our recommendations.”

Zhang Ye was stunned, "Are you the one who helped me? Hey, let me tell you! How come I was nominated for the highest award just after the broadcast!"

Old Wu smiled and said, "You deserve this nomination in the first place, but some people don't like you and are trying to pick and choose. I'm just helping you pave the way. You have to rely on yourself for the rest."

"Who picks the fight?"

"Mr. Xu Wen."

"Who?"

"Honorary Vice President of the Television Association."

"I don't know him."

"You know his brother-in-law, the famous cross talk artist Tang Dazhang."

"It's him!"

Zhang Ye understood immediately that his grievances with Tang Dazhang were too great. He didn't expect that his wife's brother would actually stumble them without Zhang Ye knowing, "Old Wu, if you hadn't told me, we You don’t even know that Xu Wen is always a judge? Then if he tries to trick us again, then this award..."

Wu Zeqing said: "No, I revoked his qualification as a judge this afternoon."

Zhang Ye was stunned, "Withdrawn?"

"Yes, withdrawn." Old Wu said calmly.

Zhang Ye was dumbfounded, "Is this okay?"

Lao Wu said: "Why not? As one of the top judges, he has lost the most basic principle of fairness and justice. Now that he has let me know, I naturally cannot tolerate him."

This is my girlfriend!

So spot on!

Zhang Ye was very moved after hearing this. He didn't expect that when he didn't know anything, Old Wu would do so many things for him and help him so much. All the hidden weapons in front of him were blocked by Old Wu. , "Look at how busy you are usually, and you still have to worry about my affairs, which makes me feel embarrassed. So what, Lao Wu, let me cook."

"Come on." Old Wu waved his hand.

Zhang Ye had already walked up, "No, I have to show off."

Old Wu fended him off gently, "You don't know how to cook, just wait and eat."

"I can learn if I don't know how." Zhang Ye rolled up his sleeves and said, "Teach me!"

Old Wu looked at him and said, "Do you really want to learn?"

"Real learning!" Zhang Ye said firmly.

Old Wu nodded, "Okay, haha, how about learning to chop vegetables first?"

Then, Wu Zeqing walked up behind Zhang Ye, leaned forward, and pinched Zhang Ye's hand holding the kitchen knife from behind. The other hand also held Zhang Ye's left hand, "Bend your left hand a little, and use the knuckle to Hold the blade against the blade and be careful not to cut your hand with your thumb, yes, that’s it.”

Teaching step by step, Lao Wu almost hugged Zhang Ye from behind.

Zhang Ye also enjoyed it. He who had never been too lazy to cook now found it very interesting. He learned little by little from Lao Wu and could take advantage of it from time to time.

…

After meal.

The two of them drank a cup of hot tea.

"Xiao Ye, go out for a walk?" Lao Wu suggested.

Zhang Ye didn't say anything, "Okay."

Old Wu looked at the sky outside and said, "It's just like air."

"It's very smoggy today, let's both wear masks."

"No, it's nothing."

"Really, serious air pollution can easily lead to lung cancer and various respiratory diseases."

"Is it that powerful?"

"You don't know, Old Wu?"

"I've heard of it, but it doesn't seem to be that serious. If the harm is really that great, the news and newspapers would have been blown up by it. The so-called news about the harm of smog has only been raised in the past two years. In terms of governance, It should gradually get better in two years.”

"Well, wear a mask anyway."

Zhang Ye was speechless. Only then did he realize that the people in this world had a completely different understanding of smog and PM2.5 from his earth. Moreover, the concept of PM2.5 seemed to have been newly proposed in the past two years. ? It seems to be many years later than in his world, and no one has a particularly clear understanding of the dangers of smog. Even leaders like Lao Wu who work at the radio and television station don't know much about it, let alone other people.

This topic is quite big, and it would probably take more than three days and three nights to explain it. Zhang Ye didn't say much more, but just reminded Lao Wu to remember to wear a mask if the PM2.5 was too high.

Outside.

Mom called.

"Why aren't you back yet?"

"Something's wrong."

"What's the matter? It's already eight o'clock."

"Oh, I'll go back when I'm done. No more talk, Mom, I'm hanging up."

The two of them were walking along the gate of Taoranting Park. Lao Wu was wearing a mask, and Zhang Ye was fully armed. He even put on the hat on the back of his down jacket, so he was not afraid of others recognizing him.

Talk while walking.

Talking and laughing.

It was rare for Zhang Ye to have a leisurely alone time with Wu Zeqing, so he naturally cherished every second, so he walked from Taoranting to Nanheng Street, and from Nanheng Street to Caishikou.

Zhang Ye tilted his head and said, "We are almost at my house, let's go back."

Wu Zeqing held his arm and smiled, "Okay."

The two of them turned around and prepared to go back.

But at this moment, a person walked over not far away from him. He was carrying a big bag and seemed to have just returned from shopping in the mall diagonally opposite. Zhang Ye subconsciously glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and the result was: His feet trembled and he let out a sigh.

Mom?

Why are you out so late at night?

Weren't you still at home when you called me?

Mom also saw the two people walking in front. If others couldn't recognize Zhang Ye, could she recognize them? Besides, even if you can't see the face, you still know the clothes. Zhang Ye's shoes and down jacket were bought by his mother from the mall.

"Son?" Mom was startled.

Zhang Ye pretended not to hear and pulled Old Wu forward. He didn't want his parents to know about him and Wu Zeqing so early.

Wu Zeqing also paused and glanced at Zhang Ye.

Mom was annoyed from behind, "Xiaoye!"

Zhang Ye could no longer pretend anymore, turned around blankly, and then said with a surprised look on his face: "Hey, Mom? Why are you here?" He was still dozens of meters away, but he couldn't pass by.

The mother stared at the woman next to her son and said, "I went out to buy a sweater. I called just now because I wanted you to go home early and help me with my advice. Okay, you go about your business and remember to go home early!" "After saying that, my mother didn't go up to ask anything, turned around and went home. However, her last glance before leaving was once again at Old Wu beside Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye was relieved.

Wu Zeqing had already taken his hand off his arm and asked, "Is this your mother? Is it appropriate for me not to say hello?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Ye sweated, "Let's talk to them later when things between us are finally settled, and leave quickly."

…

Caishikou.

at home.

Mom took the key to open the door, closed the door and entered the house.

Chenchen was playing games in the house, and his father was watching TV in the living room. When he looked up, he saw an annoyed face, "What's wrong? You got into a fight with a neighbor again? Didn't you go buy a sweater?"

My mother sat down on the sofa angrily, threw down the newly bought sweater and said, "Forget it, I just saw Xiaoye at the entrance of the mall, talking and laughing with a woman, and they were holding hands. Then I called him a make-out call, but he pretended not to hear me!"

Dad asked curiously: "Wrist hand?"

"That's not true!" Mom said, "It's so annoying!"

Dad was very happy and said: "Xiao Ye has a date? This is a good thing. He is already in his twenties. What's wrong with finding a date? Look at you, weren't you eager to introduce a date to our son before?"

Mom said angrily: "It's a good thing to talk to someone, but why are you avoiding me? I think there must be something wrong."

Dad hurriedly asked: "What does the girl look like? How tall is she? How old is she?"

Mom said: "You can't see your face clearly with the mask on. She's quite tall. The heels of her high heels aren't very high, but when she puts them on, she might be as tall as Xiao Ye."

"It's good to be tall! This is great!" Dad was extremely satisfied. "My family is short, and I've always wanted Xiaoye to find someone taller!"

My mother curled her lips and said, "You are tall and quite old."

"How old?" Dad was stunned.

Mom shook her head, "I don't know. Judging from her appearance and temperament, she must be older than Xiao Ye."

But the father didn't care, "As long as our son likes it, it's fine. The female junior can hold the gold brick."

"No, I have to ask him when I get back. He won't tell us if he's in love!" Mom snorted.

About forty minutes later.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Ye went home.

As soon as the father looked at him, he quietly winked at his son and pointed to the sofa with his chin.

Mom immediately said: "What's going on? Tell me!"

Zhang Ye pretended to be stupid, "What's going on?"

"What's going on with that woman!" Mom asked, "When did we talk about it? What does she do? What does she do at home?"

Zhang Ye smiled, "Hey, are you checking your household registration?"

My mother glared and said, "I have to ask clearly. If I hadn't bumped into you today, you wouldn't have been prepared to tell us, right?"

Zhang Ye sneered, "No, it's not the right time. I want to tell you two after it's decided. Mainly, I don't know what the family's attitude is. If it doesn't work out, wouldn't it be a waste of happiness? ? Look at you, why are you still angry? If you are not satisfied, I will tell her later and find another one." It sounds like it's true.

Hearing this, my mother said instead: "How dare you! What are you bragging about? Don't do it blindly. Your dad and I haven't seen anyone yet. Bring it back someday for us to see."

Dad said: "Bring the child back when you think it can be brought back. Don't worry about it."

"Can I not worry about my son's life-long events?" My mother didn't like to hear this.

After a few more quarrels, Zhang Ye blocked them all.

At this time, the news channel on the TV suddenly broadcast a news, "Yesterday, Wu Zeqing, deputy director of the State Administration of Press, Publication, Radio and Television, attended the 16th Annual Conference of the Editors Society of China and delivered a speech..."

On the screen, there were countless people attending the meeting, and Wu Zeqing's figure appeared on the main stage, speaking with a smile.

Mom was stunned, "Huh?"

Dad said: "Hey, Principal Wu has become the deputy director of Radio and Television? Is he such a big official?"

Zhang Ye said helplessly: "Didn't I take it a long time ago? I remember telling you."

"Don't talk, don't talk!" Mom interrupted.

Dad was speechless, "What are you doing?"

Mom wondered: "Why does it look so familiar?"

Zhang Ye's eyebrows jumped wildly and he coughed heavily.

The father smiled and said: "This is our son's leader at Peking University. He often appeared on TV sometimes. I have seen him so many times. Doesn't it look familiar to you?"

"Really?" Mom asked in confusion: "This figure looks familiar."

Zhang Ye had sweat on his forehead.

The father looked at his son and said, "Xiaoye, do you still have contact with Principal Wu?"

Zhang Ye cleared his throat and said, "Yes."

Dad hummed, "Please contact me more. He is now such a high-ranking official and a big leader in charge of your entertainment industry. There is no harm in establishing friendship with him."

"What kind of friendship are you looking for?" My mother shook her head and said, "Director Wu is already the deputy director of radio and television. Which TV station or film and television company is not allowed to look at his face? Can he still have a friendship with you? You are overthinking, Xiaoye is also I’ve worked with Peking University for half a year, what’s the use of this little friendship? It’s not even sure whether Director Wu knows our son. How long has it been? Moreover, that time Xiaoye caused trouble at Peking University and brought thousands of Peking University students with him. We scolded the foreign guests together and caused so much trouble to Peking University. It almost turned the world upside down. Our Xiaoye might have offended Director Wu a long time ago, and we are still talking about friendship?"

Dad smiled bitterly, "Yes."

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Why did I offend someone?"

"With your troublesome temper, I'm not surprised you offended anyone." My mother snorted and said, "I just hope that you will offend a few less people, do a good job in your career, and then marry me a sensible daughter-in-law. Come back, by the way, you won’t be able to pass the test between me and your dad.”

Dad interjected: "As long as Xiaoye thinks it's okay, I don't have any objections."

Mom said: "It has to pass my test. I don't have to be dissatisfied."

Zhang Ye glanced at Wu Zeqing's figure on the TV calmly, and said to the old couple: "Don't worry, haha, you two will definitely be satisfied when the time comes." [To be continued]