I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 508: [Confessions to Old Wu! 】

Open your eyes, the next day.

It's dark and dark, just at six in the morning.

Out of the window, I can see one or two Uncle Aunt waking up early, moving outside in morning exercise, but I haven't seen anyone else. This is a high-end villa area with few residents.

Zhang Ye got up from the bed where the old Wu Family was lying, yawned and stretched, and he couldn't sleep anymore. He was still not used to sleeping with other people's homes. Changing the bed was always difficult, and from yesterday At zero o'clock in the Old Wu bedroom, I took a picture of her at half past one. The pictures of scene and the SLR were also imprinted on the Zhang Ye's mind. This dream was a dream that could not be lingering.

When I went to the toilet, I washed my face, and gave me a light glance after going out. There was nothing moving upstairs and downstairs. Old Wu is obviously still sleeping. According to the seven or eight hours of sleep, how does Sister Wu also I have to sleep until about eight o'clock, Zhang Ye quietly went to the first floor to find some tea, took a bit of boiling water, made a pot of tea and took it to the study. I was not going to sleep anymore, but turned on the computer on my desk.

Start writing.

Legend of the Monkey King.

Chapter Seven:

Tang Xuanzhang returned to the hut.

The fish is still in the tank.

"Why the ground is so wet, you must be naughty," Xuan Zong said to Xiao Bailong with a smile.

Xiao Bailong smiled with a swinging tail. She found that she was willing to be a fish, as long as she could stay with him.

At the time of writing this book yesterday, Zhang Ye had some expectations. Now the future is uncertain, closed-killing, one's own is again a high-level artist in the middle of C-list Star, already is not the public figure of Xiaoxiao before. , His level of Celebrity, that requires a lot of popularity supplements to maintain this level, because the artists on his level and before and after are not dead, not just Zhang Ye alone will grow popularity, everyone will, everyone In the fight, so if Zhang Ye is nothing at all, the ranking is not constant, but it will be greatly reduced. Zhang Ye naturally wants to try to maintain it first, and also gives expectations to Legend of the Monkey King. Do not ask for this book Let one's own popularity go one step further, as long as the exposure and word of mouth can be maintained, and the ranking will not be reduced.

Now it seems that the goal was achieved, and it far exceeded his expectations. Yesterday ’s wild scolding came out, and “Legend of the Monkey King” already popularity was hot. If this book was written yesterday, there is still a lot to do The meaning of Wu Zeqing, then today, Zhang Ye is written for one's own.

It's crackling

Keyboard sounds wave after wave.

I just started in the morning. This chapter is slower than yesterday. Fortunately, I have finished writing. Zhang Ye retrieved the typo and uploaded it to the blog.

A few netizens have been waiting for it.

"Ah, it's out."

"I refreshed for a night and finally came"

"Haha, I'll watch when I die"

"It's fun to watch"

"Very good"

"Did Teacher Zhang have been sent out? I ’m in a hurry to die."

The scolding battle already basically subsided, the comment area of ​​the Zhang Ye blog was a mess, and I can see the terrible battle situation yesterday. Of course, there are still some people who are still indifferent to continue scolding, but the scattered already cannot be achieved. Scale, this scolding battle already came to an end.

Most of the rest of his bloggers in the morning are waiting for "Legend of the Monkey King".

Some people even shouted, "Fuck, I'm not Valentine's Day today, I'll wait for you to update at home"

Huh?

Valentine's Day?

After seeing the message, Zhang Ye tweeted slightly and took out the date of cell phone. Isn't it? Just after the New Year's Eve, today is February 14th, already is in spring. However, this glance did not show any response, and continued to write the eighth chapter, because for a cynical and always a cynical, how could Zhang Ye have been to a foreigner's Valentine's Day, and the traditional Chinese Tanabata Festival of Republic one's own is almost the same.

One thousand words.

Two thousand words.

Chapter 8 is also written, Zhang Ye feels, and Speed is up, but after the release, he is ready to take a break, because his hands are a bit sour, and he wrote too many words in one breath at the time, I didn't feel it However, I felt uncomfortable with my fingers after taking a nap, and taking photos of the Wu Zeqing in the middle of the night. It was in this position and at that angle. I don't know how many times I pressed the shutter, which is enough.

Open the window and breathe.

At seven o'clock, the sky is gradually lighting up, but the sun is not seen, but the light can be seen, the earth is recovering, the small trees are sprouting, and the scene is full of vitality.

There is Voice in the corridor outside.

It's a woman's voice, "Little Zhang?"

Zhang Ye turned back to the door and said: "Sister Wu, here I am." He closed the window, he quickly walked over to open the door, but as soon as he reached one meter in front of it, the door opened.

Wu Zeqing's figure was revealed.She wore a flesh-colored silk suspender pajamas, but the hem was very long.At the position where her knees were a little bit lower, her upper body was also covered by a white sweater with a cardigan. So except for the vaguely visible neckline of the neckline, nowhere else gave Zhang Ye any advantage. It can be seen that Old Wu is just waking up, and the hair is still a little uneven.

Zhang Ye laughed: "Are you awake?"

"I just opened my eyes and said that I want you to get up for breakfast. I saw that there was no one in the room, huh, why did you come to the study?" she said.

Zhang Ye said hi, "I just wrote two chapters of novels."

Wu Zeqing said: "Get up to work so early?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "I woke up early today and can't sleep after waking up."

"Okay, then you can write it, big sister do it earlier, are you hungry?" Wu Zeqing smiled, "Up to ten minutes, you can eat it."

"No more, I will go downstairs." Zhang Ye followed her out of the study.

Glancing inside as I passed the second bedroom, Zhang Ye 愣愣, "Oh, why did you fold the quilt, hey, lie to me, forget me." The quilt and pillows in the room were all neat simultaneously, even if he took the coffee cup as the ashtray extinguished by the ashtray, Old Wu didn't know when to clean it up, Zhang Ye felt a little embarrassed. Eat People's family also made people Old Wu stacked, hey /

Wu Zeqing ignored the stubble and went downstairs.

Zhang Ye looked at her tender back behind her, several times said and stopped, and several times courage, but in the end, she didn't say anything, but her face turned red, don't look at it. Anyone dare to scold them, but really meets female comrades(s), especially some beautiful female comrades(s), which is often more formal. A lot of words, when Zhang Ye took a picture of Old Wu at midnight yesterday, I wanted to talk about it, just like it is now. It's not a few days for time with five times less difficulty. There is a little more than six days of action, and there are only three days left after full play. If you don't take advantage of Old Wu to confess to her at this time, you will have no chance in the future. /

How big is the gap between the two?

It's not too much for a day.

Old Wu has a successful career. already is in his thirties. What about one's own? It looks beautiful, in fact, the business is just getting started. Old Wu looks beautiful, especially that scary figure, that chest, beautiful from top to bottom, from inside to outside. What about one's own? Ordinary, not handsome. Old Wu also has a good personality, will take care of people, can respect people, think about everything in every way, what about one's own? Trouble every day, offend people everywhere, not cooking, not caring, and lazy. Hey, don't say it, it's all tears.

"Boiled eggs?"

"Okay."

"Well, I'll be hot again."

Downstairs, Wu Zeqing is busy.

Zhang Ye can't help too, just looking at it, thinking over what kind of way to confess, using a graceful type? Halma type? Still frank?

cell phone is ringing.

This is Old Wu's phone.

She looks at call, smiles and picks up, "King Director."

Zhang Ye is close, I heard some, the opposite is a male voice, it sounds like he is in his thirties, not too young, not too old, "Dean Wu, I heard that it is going to rise?"

She said, "Flat tone."

The other said, "Where are you going?"

She said, "South, it's not determined yet."

The other party is silent for a moment, "Do you have time on Valentine's Day today? I invite you to have a meal."

Zhang Ye's ears suddenly cocked up, Shit, who is this surname Wang? Dare to pry at the corner of buddies?

Just listen to Wu Zeqing and laugh: "Next time, something is wrong today."

The humane: "Anyone?"

She said, "Oh, it's not true, but it's definitely not going to go away. I will have the same meal every day. When I leave, I will meet some of our old friends and get together."

The man had to say, "Okay."

After hanging up, ding~dong~, the doorbell rang suddenly.

There is a male voice outside in the yard: "Express."

Wu Zeqing used to open the door.

The courier was amazing when they saw Wu Zeqing, and then said, "Ms. Wu, right? Your courier, please sign."

"Okay, thank you." Wu Zeqing signed it, and then opened it to take a look. It was a large box of foreign chocolates, or a heart-shaped one. It was not cheap at first glance.

As a result, the courier had just left his forefoot, and another person from the flower shop came on his hind leg. He was holding two big roses, one was red and the other was blue, and Wu Zeqing signed.

Wu Zeqing's expression has not changed, "It's all mine?"

The female employee of the flower shop said, "It's all yours. The two orders we received yesterday, we only noticed when we were shipping today. The address and name are both here, so we sent them together. This is a gift from Mister Zhang. This gift is from Mr. Liu. You sign two names. "

It is no coincidence, because this flower shop is the largest one near Taoran Pavilion and is relatively famous, so the two people happened to book in the same house, both of which were ordered online. The flower shop employee was wondering before she came. She rarely encountered such a thing. As a result, after seeing the appearance of Wu Zeqing temperament, she suddenly realized that it was not surprising at all. If you are not married, let alone two people give flowers, not even dozens of people.

Wu Zeqing signed, "Thank you."

Zhang Ye has itchy teeth on the side, and already scolds this group of people who send things over and over again.

To confess today

Required

Otherwise, Old Wu might make people run away.