reborn my golden age

Wang Shuo's suggestion was not adopted, but was given additional weight.

This time, Shen Yang didn't let him go.

"You two, your performance will be zero within five years, no salary increase, no promotion! All benefits will be gone!"

Wang Shuo's eyes narrowed. Shen Yang's attitude showed that the higher-ups were dissatisfied and wanted to take action on him, but he really couldn't refute. The matter had already happened and he could only deal with it as it happened.

Now this result is forcing him to leave, but he has no way to solve it.

By Christmas Eve, Zhang Yuan’s daily income exceeded 10,000 yuan.

This is a geometric growth that even Li De, the current website editor, did not expect.

"The master is indeed a master! This kind of signing can achieve such results. I really didn't expect it. I actually found a treasure this time."

At this time, the great god in his mouth was transforming into a fool, having sex with his girlfriend.

There is already a Christmas atmosphere in the school. Qiu Xuena is holding her bag and snuggling against Zhang Yuan.

Although he is Qiu Xuena's "big fool", Zhang Yuan also knows that this kind of festival should be treated with caution.

But he is indeed a straight man and only prepared a large portion of Ferrero Rocher.

Qiu Xuena has long been accustomed to Zhang Yuan's actions. In her opinion, Zhang Yuan has passed the test if he can remember to prepare a gift for himself on Christmas Eve. Although this gift is too ordinary, it is still acceptable.

Zhang Yuan saw Qiu Xuena taking out a scarf from his bag and wrapping it around Zhang Yuan.

"Is it warm? I've been knitting for a long time."

Zhang Yuan touched this scarf, which was a camel-colored wool scarf with tassels. He felt a strong love, and this cold December suddenly became much warmer.

This was the first time he received a scarf, and it felt different.

Looking at Zhang Yuan's baby, Qiu Xuena said proudly: "When I was knitting scarves in the dormitory, they were all very envious. Although they were very tired, they didn't have to knit."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "You talk to Zhu Hongli and ask her to knit one for Cai Peng."

"Forget it!" Qiu Xuena also shook her head: "I still feel that there is no chance. Although Hongli is envious of me, this kind of envy only lasts for a while. When it is her turn, it will not be like this."

Zhang Yuan was helpless: "Let's go buy milk tea."

When we arrived at the south gate, the Christmas atmosphere there became even stronger, and apples were sold for ten yuan each.

Naturally, Zhang Yuan and Qiu Xuena would not be fooled by this, so they bought milk tea and held it warm in their hands.

"During the Chinese New Year, let me go back with you. I also want to meet your parents."

Zhang Yuan was stunned. He should have brought this up first.

Seeing the hope in Qiu Xuena's eyes, Zhang Yuan immediately hugged her.

"Okay! My mother must be very happy."

When he said this, Zhang Yuan was already thinking about how to arrange it.

When they walked to the intersection, Zhang Yuan called home. Qiu Xuena lowered her head and listened happily.

"Mom, please clean up the small room next to the kitchen in the front yard. I will take my girlfriend back during the Chinese New Year."

Qian Yu on the other side of the phone was pleasantly surprised: "Really? Son, please don't lie to your mother!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly wanted to cry. In his previous life, Qian Yu had waited for many years but never saw him bring his girlfriend back. He never expected that he would be able to take his girlfriend back in this life when he was only a sophomore in college.

"Why did I lie to you? Mom, please keep the house in order."

Qian Yu said happily: "Don't worry, I'm worried about you."

Qiu Xuena could hear Qian Yu's voice, and the joyful emotion made her feel at ease.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuan felt at ease. He held Qiu Xuena's hand and said, "You have to be mentally prepared. My home is not as good as yours. We don't have independent bathrooms, and the collective toilets don't have cubicles. The biggest advantage is that.

It just flushes water.”

Qiu Xuena raised her head and looked at Zhang Yuan: "I know! I came here like this when I was a child!"

Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand and scratched her nose, feeling that he was so lucky that God could care for him so much.

"Are you still singing this year?"

Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's stop singing."

"Would you like to sing another one?"

"Aren't you afraid that other girls will come backstage and ask for my phone number?"

"Forget it!" Qiu Xuena didn't dare to rest assured. The last time Zhang Yuan finished singing, other girls besides her came over and asked for his phone number.

Thinking of this, she was even a little grateful to Liu Feifei. She was there to poke and poke, but she blocked many competitors. But thanks was a thank you, and she couldn't give up Zhang Yuan.

"Let's go back to the dormitory!"

However, Qiu Xuena suddenly pulled Zhang Yuan: "I will go to your house during the Chinese New Year..."

Zhang Yuan's breathing began to become unnatural. Qiu Xuena bit her lips and wrung her hands. She had her own thoughts. Before leaving the country, she wanted to hand herself over to Zhang Yuan.

Suppressing his pounding mood, Zhang Yuan hesitated a little.

Qiu Xuena will go abroad next year. She asked her mother to prepare a room in advance, which also means to save Qiu Xuena.

This relationship was so beautiful that he didn't want to mix too many factors into it.

Zhang Yuan hugged her gently: "I'm waiting for you to come back from the United States."

Qiu Xuena's voice was like a mosquito: "Yeah." She was also nervous, and then asked doubtfully: "Didn't you think about it a long time ago?"

Zhang Yuan did not let go of the hand holding her, and still said in her ear: "Wait until I can make you live a good life."

Qiu Xuena was also moved by these profound words. She kissed Zhang Yuan on the face and said, "Then you wait until I come back from the United States."

"When you come back from the United States, you will see a different me."

The two held hands, swaying under the dim street lights, and walked all the way to the girls' dormitory.

Before New Year's Day arrived, Chen Cheng's call came.

"Brother Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing lately? Don't worry, I'm not asking you for a song. I want to tell you that "Nocturne" has been nominated for several pop music awards. According to our Nan president and several music directors

According to the analysis, it is very likely that you will win the award. I am just calling you to ask if you are free to attend these award ceremonies?"

Zhang Yuan was very surprised: "Brother Chen, am I attending the award ceremony?"

"That's right? The song you wrote is going to win an award. Is it appropriate that you won't be there?"

This was an accident, a very unexpected accident.

When Zhang Yuan was selling songs, he never thought about this.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Yuan said: "Forget it, Brother Chen, I won't go there. The final exam is coming soon, so don't fail it again."

"Hey, by the way, brother! How did you fail the class before? It's not a problem to keep putting it off like this!"

Zhang Yuan smiled: "It's done, Brother Lao Chen is thinking about it. Really, I can't go to that award ceremony. It would be best if I don't win. If I do win, you can collect it for me."

"What a pity!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. They were all afraid that Zhang Yuan would attend the award ceremony on a whim, but they had to inform them. Now that they are fine, they feel at ease.

According to the company's plan, Zhang Yuan cannot show up and can be covered up for as long as he wants.

Now that Zhang Yuan has personally rejected the award ceremony, everyone in the company is worried about it - at least it can be done for another year.

"That's it, Mr. Nan, it's time for us to put our efforts into action."

Nanfang nodded: "This time Lu Ming worked very well in the early stage, and his ranking has always been high. We can't ask for an award too much. Don't worry about this, let Lu Ming take it in his heart!"

Chen Cheng handed Nanfang a cigarette: "Mr. Nan, the money for "Nocturne" has not been given to Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan said last time that if he really wins the award this time, it will cost 500,000."

Nanfang smiled and said: "Give it to him! We agreed at the time, so we have to fulfill our promise." Now he is in a very good mood. Once Lu Ming really comes out, he will rely on this friendship to find other high-quality songs from outside and praise them.

It's only a matter of time before he becomes red.

"This is what Lu Ming promised, and he paid for it privately."

"The company will also contribute part of it, and we will take this opportunity to lock Zhang Yuan away! Let's go and see the clothes Lu Ming picked out!"

After New Year's Day, everyone in the school is preparing for the exam, including Qiu Xuena. She has applied for IELTS and the exam will start in the middle of the month.

The same goes for Zhang Yuan. He has many subjects to take exams. This semester, he lived a very fulfilling life and did not waste time.

Since he no longer had the worry of failing the exam, he made up his mind to get a scholarship, so he reviewed extremely seriously.

When two people get together to review their homework, they often look at each other and smile, and then go on to review separately.

Suddenly Qiu Xuena remembered something: "I seem to remember that your beautiful English teacher signed you up for an intermediate interpreter, right?"

Zhang Yuan keenly grasped the key word "beautiful", but he could only pretend to be stupid: "The entrance exam will be taken in March next year, there is still time." Then he quickly said: "I will definitely get a scholarship this time.

I'll use the scholarship money to buy you a gift later."

Lin Jingya's lethality was too great for Zhang Yuan to handle.

However, the topic of scholarships is an unexpected one, and it is very useful to divert attention.

"How much do you think you can get?"

"Not too much, not too much, just second class."

Qiu Xuena stared at the ceiling and thought for a while: "That's eight hundred yuan! It's a lot. Why don't you buy something for your uncle and aunt?"

Zhang Yuan smiled: "It's not like I can't get it. I'll follow you first."

"You think about it yourself, I'll just wait."

Eight hundred yuan is enough for an ordinary college student to live comfortably for a month. Even if Qiu Xuena is from a good family, she will not despise this eight hundred yuan.

It’s just that I won’t see this gift from Zhang Yuan until March next year.

After taking several exams, the Golden Mike Pop Music Chart began to award awards.

Lu Ming in the audience was so nervous that his palms were sweating. Chen Yue and Wu Xuan were also sitting not far away. This time they came just to have a look, not even to accompany him.

The host on the stage had already announced the start of the award ceremony, and the atmosphere gradually escalated, making Lu Ming even more nervous.

The awards he wants to win are considered the finale, and he has to be nervous until the end.

But now it is considered a success for him, as he has been successfully shortlisted for several nominations.

Best male singer, most popular male singer, best new artist, most popular male singer of the year, best song.

There are five awards, and he will be satisfied if he can win just one.