In the early morning of the first day of 2011, the sky was covered with snowflakes, dyeing the city of Shoushan white. Looking out from a high vantage point, it looks like an ink painting.

Zheng Yizhan was wearing a long white down jacket, a white mask, and a cup of hot coffee standing by the riverside in Binjiang Park, looking at the river that had not yet been frozen.

This time he didn't ask anyone out on an appointment, only himself. He just suddenly wanted to come here and sit and walk.

Before he knew it, he had been in this world for more than a year and a half.

In that world, although he coded at home every day, he occasionally took his laptop with him to travel and take a walk.

But after coming to this world, it was the first time that he came out of his home when he was not working and looked at the outside world.

In the past, he was very envious of the stars in TV shows, who could be sought after and admired by countless fans, and could enjoy the support and cheers of countless fans.

Now he's succeeded, and he's become the kind of person he once wanted to be. But at this time, there was a trace of fatigue in my heart.

Many people look at celebrities only to see their glamorous surface, their smiles and confidence all the time. But only they know that they are just ordinary people.

I also want to have my own life, and I can do what I want without constraints; I also want to have my own pursuits, and I can pursue the girls I like unscrupulously.

But after becoming a star, these seem to be getting farther and farther away from them, and they seem to be a little out of reach.

Zheng Yizhan feels this way now. When you don't feel like yourself, exhaustion strikes suddenly.

"Huh? You are...... Zheng Yizhan xi?

Just as he was pondering, a nice female voice sounded beside him.

He came back to his senses, turned his head to look, and found that it was a tall, very good-looking young woman, wearing slim sportswear, and it looked like she should have come to the river for a morning exercise.

Judging from his appearance and temperament, he should also be an artist, either a model or an actor. But he certainly hadn't seen it, he didn't know it.

"Ah, it's me. You are......? He asked, confused.

"Ahh It's really you, Yi Zhanxi! The beautiful woman exclaimed in surprise.

Then he realized that he was a little rude, so he quickly covered his mouth and said slightly: "I'm sorry, it's rude, I haven't introduced myself yet." Hello, Yi Zhanxi, my name is Han Yise, and I am your fan! "

Han Yise?" Zheng Yizhan felt as if he had heard this name somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

He showed an apologetic expression and said with some embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, Han Yisexi." I can tell that you are also an artist, and the name is a little familiar, but I really don't remember it. "

Zheng Yizhan is a Chinese person, and he usually doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry. If it were a person from Han Nanguo, he would definitely recognize her immediately.

When Han Yise heard his words, he didn't have a trace of embarrassment, but instead showed a happy smile and said, "Yi Zhanxi, you don't have to apologize. Actually, I'm pretty happy you didn't recognize me! "

Oh?" He looked at Han Yise with some confusion, not understanding why she said this.

"Haha! Because this way I can talk to you very easily, as an ordinary fan. She explained.

"Uh... I'm even more embarrassed when you say that. He touched his nose, which was indeed more embarrassing.

"Yi Zhanxi, you are very different from what I imagined." Han Yise said with a smile.

"And what should I think of me?" He asked curiously.

Zheng Yizhan didn't realize that from the first sentence of the two meeting, the initiative to chat has always been held by Han Yise.

"Hmm... Secret! She said with a smile, and then changed the subject, "Yi Zhanxi, why are you here alone?"

He didn't dwell on what she had just said, and replied, "I'm thinking about it."

"What's the problem?" She asked curiously.

"Think about life." He turned his head to continue looking at the river and replied.

"Poof!" Han Yise couldn't hold back and laughed, "Yi Zhanxi, you're really funny!" We must be about the same age, right? It feels like you're getting older! "

You're my fan, you should be able to hear it from my songs, and my mental age should be quite old." He smiled and said.

"I don't know anything else, but Yi Zhanxi, you must be a person with a story." She said, with a smile on her face all the time.

"I have a story, but it's a pity you don't have wine!" He absentmindedly subconsciously said an old "stalk" in that world.

As soon as the words came out, he reacted and said the wrong thing.

Before he could explain, he saw that the smile on Han Yise's face became even stronger, and said, "I can invite you to drink, can you tell me your story?"

He smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said, "Haha, let's do it another day!" I actually rarely drink alcohol to protect my throat. "

Hmph." Han Yise looked at him suspiciously.

"Don't talk about me. I didn't ask just now, Han Yisexi, are you an actor? He quickly changed the subject.

"Why do you think that, Yi Zhanxi?" She asked.

"Temperament. You're tall and exude the air of an actor, not a model. He thought for a moment and replied.

"Well, you guessed it! I'm an actor. She nodded to confirm his guess.

"Oh? Can you tell me about your work? I'll take a look at it when I get back. He said.

She shook her head and smiled, "You can just search for my name on the Internet!"

"Okay. Then I'll be sure to search when I go back. He nodded earnestly.

"Alright, Yi Zhanxi. It was a pleasure to meet you here and it was a pleasure to chat with you. If you continue to 'think about life', I'm going to keep running! She said to Zheng Yizhan, "Idol, can you leave a contact information?"

"Uh, of course." He pulled his phone out of his pocket.

The two exchanged mobile phone numbers, Han Yise waved his hand and said, "Then I'll go first, Yi Zhanxi, I'll invite you to drink another day, hahaha!"

After saying that, she turned around and left in a dashing manner, leaving Zheng Yizhan looking at her back.

He shook his head, glanced down at the time on his phone, and turned to leave.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Xu Min sent him a message, asking him if he had any arrangements or things that he needed to do today.

Zheng Yizhan thought for a while and replied: "Brother Minzai, help me buy a set of professional arranging equipment and recording equipment, I want the latest type." In addition, help me find a professional renovation company, and I will set up an arranging studio in my place. "

Yi Zhan, do you make music?" Xu Min asked in surprise.

"Well, it always will, but I didn't need it before. Now that I have written a lot of songs, it's too much trouble to always find an outside studio. He replied.

"Oh, okay. I'll help you do it today, and I'll get back to you when I have news.

"Okay. I'm sorry for you, Brother Minzai.

"What are you doing so politely?"

Putting away his phone, he walked into the study, thinking in his head which song would be suitable for him and Lee Ji-eun to work together.

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