I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 588: [Return to TV station? 】

It stopped raining outside.

The dishes are fragrant at home.

"Open meal."

"Well, hard work, Cao."

"Yes, bother you today."

"It's okay, I'm glad you're too late to come here, just sit and sit."

"Well, so many dishes? It smells delicious."

"Old Zhang, don't you drink?"

"Drink as much as you like. There is wine and jade liquor at home."

"Yuye is a good wine. It's expensive."

"They were all returned by Little Ye, others sent them."

Yuye this plate is the world's famous wine with strong aroma.

In the living room, two tables were set up, which barely allowed so many people to sit down. Zhang Ye also came out. I didn't sit in it, but I still kept it near the door of one's own and moved it. The chair was seated outside, everyone thought Zhang Ye was polite and praised him.

During the banquet, Zhang Ye can be busy and keep adding food to everyone, "Come, Cui Aunt, eat this, Yu Aunt, you taste this dish, my mother's fish-flavored pork is a must, Xiao Yan, Do n’t hesitate to eat them too. They are all members of the one's own family. Whatever you see, you taste this dish. "

Cui Aunt hastened: "Little Ye you eat too."

"Yeah, don't care about us." Aunt Yu laughed.

Xiao Yan was so flattered that he was busy eating the dishes from Zhang Ye, "Thank you Zhang Ye brother."

Zhang Ye gave him another folder, "Thank you, come, and this dish."

Uncle Sun nodded: "Look at us Little Ye, it really makes sense."

On the table, I saw Zhang Ye alone. After finishing this and that, the three dishes closest to him in a blink of an eye were all taken by him, and all went to someone else's bowl. Zhang Ye immediately removed the empty plate. Drop it, bring a few full dishes and continue to clip it for everyone.

Not polite.

This is mainly to make them eat quickly and go home

With the efforts of Zhang Ye, the results are remarkable. The big meal of a dozen people took only half an hour, and the plates on the table were empty.

"I'm full."

"It's delicious."

"I can't eat anymore."

Everyone put down their chopsticks.

Mother got up, "I'll make some tea."

Uncle Sun guest angrily said: "Farewell Xiao Cao, don't drink, it's all disturbing you all morning, we should go back, I have to take a nap when I get home."

Some people spoke, others naturally left.

"Yes, you can rest."

"We'll come over again someday."

"Yes, I went back."

"Little Ye, come to our house when you have time."

Zhang Ye is happy, get up and give it away, "It must be."

Mother said: "Sit down for a while, what's the rush just after dinner, I just planted two pots of flowers a while ago, and said I'll show you."

Aunt Yu smiled, "Is that the one in your bedroom? I saw it. It's great. There is a green plant in my house. It feels different. I also said that I would buy a pot someday.

Mother smiled: "What do you buy, don't buy it, yes, my son has a pot of clivia in the house. He has always suspected that the flowers are attracting small flying insects, and he is not happy to raise them. You take that clivia to Let's go."

Ah?

Clivia?

Zhang Ye sweat pores are all exploded. already does not know how many times it feels like to pass out today, do you want to be such a daddy?

Aunt Yu is not very embarrassed, "Is it appropriate?"

"Suitable, Little Ye, you brought it to your aunt Yu." Mother urged.

What do I take? I take it, Zhang Ye hurriedly said: "Clivia does not work"

Mother stared, "Why not? Aren't you loving?"

Zhang Ye explained, "My pot is not a good flower, and the leaves are not beautiful. If you give it to my aunt, give it a good pot. The pot you just planted is good.

He said to himself.

Aunt Yu, it's not that I won't give it to you, I'm afraid to smoke you

Mother suddenly said: "Yes, take my pot, my pot is good, go, I will get it for you."

Aunt Yu said, "It doesn't have to be too good, I won't raise it, Clivia will do."

Zhang Ye quickly said: "Don't say goodbye, Clivia is not easy to raise"

After a few minutes.

The neighbours are gone, and the dog is also taken away by Uncle Sun.

Mother is so refreshing and refreshing, "Hey, I'm so happy today."

"I always listen to you bragging-forced." Father criticized: "Look at your impetuous appearance, the child has some grades, that is the ability of the child one's own, you have a tail up to the sky?"

Mother doesn't like to listen, "That is also what I cultivated. My son is capable, I am not happy? I ’m going to say a few words-ca n’t I?"

Father said, "Be low-key."

Mother hummed: "I have been low-key for almost fifty years."

"Brush the bowl, sigh, I drink a little too much, I lie down for a while." Father touched the tea, and strolled back to the bedroom.

Mother followed and shouted: "You are low-key. When you brush your bowl and work, you are also low-key. I haven't seen you once."

After hearing this, Zhang Ye immediately patted the breast, "Mom, I'm here"

Mother laughed instead: "It's still my son, huh, don't need you."

"Don't, I'll do the dishes. Hurry and take a nap with my dad. It's a day of tiredness. I'll take care of it today." After that, Zhang Ye started to clean the table and pick up the plates.

Mother distressed his son, come up and grab, "You don't move."

Zhang Ye doesn't listen, "You let me performance once, leave it alone"

"It's your job now to find a job. That's the big deal." Mother is also very depressed, always thinking about it. Speaking of Celebrity at the level of one's own son, looking for a job? It's a joke to find this word, which is not a bunch of people rushing to grab it, or it will be a continuous appointment, or program will not stop, it is impossible to have a headache because of no work. But what about one's own son? The Manager Corporation does not have Manager Corporation, the work unit does not have a work unit, the dismissal is suspended, the key is that no one dares to ask him. This is an C-list Star that is almost B-list popularity. This situation is estimated to be the only one in Entertainment Circle.

extraordinary's very

Zhang Ye pushed Mother back to the house, "Reassure you, I've been searching these days to see which TV station lacks Host or new program."

"Hurry up."

"I know."

"Okay, then I'll lie for a while."

Mother is back home.

Zhang Ye closed the door for her, took a breath, and showed that she had cleaned up the table in a fake manner, and went to the kitchen to brush the bowl absently. In fact, she was waiting for her parents to fall asleep, when she felt that it was almost there. Zhang Ye collapsed and returned to one's own's bedroom.

Old Zhang in bed is still sleeping.

"Sister Zhang, wake up." Zhang Ye whispered to her.

Zhang Yuanqi was awakened, not very friendly: "Why?"

"Everyone is gone, my parents are asleep," Zhang Ye said.

Old Zhang Well, he rubbed his eyes slowly, sat up, got out of bed and walked to the package she brought, unzipped to find clothes. When she bent down, a pair of snow-white beauty-legs looming under the bathrobe, was seductive. Old Zhang's body is the most standard among those Zhang Ye has met. The standard can be described by perfection, such as chest, legs, hips, length, etc. As long as the data can be labeled, she is all "standard" For example, the chest, are you as big as Old Wu? There isn't, but the size is just right. Let's talk about legs, how long are you talking about Dong Shanshan? It ’s not, but the long tight silk seams are as precise as made with calipers according to perfect standards.

Beauty

Hundreds look tired

Zhang Ye avoided the suspect and left the house.

About five minutes, the bedroom door opened, Zhang Yuanqi changed into a net outfit, walked out very lightly, and glanced around the living room.

Zhang Ye made a hissing gesture, pointing at the door.

Zhang Yuanqi nodded his head and went out with him.

One step.

Three steps.

Five steps.

It's finally here.

Zhang Ye The heart was raised in his throat. When he saw already walking to the door, he was relieved. The porch is across the wall. Even if parents come out suddenly, they are not afraid to be seen. So Zhang Ye opened the door and turned back, "Have a rest?"

Old Zhang has no expression, "just make it."

Zhang Ye said with anxiety: "The next time you come, tell me earlier, I'll arrange it and see what's happening today, and almost made a big deal."

"You go back," Old Zhang said.

Zhang Ye nodded, "then slow down then."

"Yeah." Old Zhang already put on the mask and sunglasses, "I'll get more wine when I go home, so I'll come over and buy it on the way."

Zhang Ye is silent, "You reimburse me."

Old Zhang looked at him, "I'll pay you for the one hundred thousand."

"Well, so generous?" Zhang Ye said cheerfully.

As a result, she immediately said, "The premise is that you write a song for me."

Zhang Ye said: "It's worth 100,000 to write a song with me? Don't even think about it."

"Gone." After finishing the last sentence, Zhang Yuanqi pushed the sunglasses, stepped out of the door with a bag, and gradually disappeared.

Zhang Ye smiled, and was accustomed to this cold and hot situation with Heavenly Queen/days later, and was about to close the door, and suddenly heard that the footsteps of Zhang Yuanqi became distant and stopped. Recently, it seems that someone is coming downstairs, and his heart is hanging again

Shit

Don't recognize Old Zhang.

Just listening to that person, it's a middle-aged man's Voice, "Hello."

Broken

Recognized?

Zhang Ye heart pounding

"Huh?" It was Old Zhang's voice.

Middle-aged humane: "I would like to ask, does Zhang Ye Teacher Zhang live in this building?"

Old Zhang: "Upstairs."

Middle-aged: "OK, thank you."

Footsteps sounded again, one farther and one bigger.

After ten seconds, Zhang Ye saw a man in his forties who seemed to have seen but was not very impressed from outside the security door.

The man saw that the door was open, but also hesitated, "Teacher Zhang? What about you?"

Zhang Ye said: "I'm going to take out the trash, just opened the door, are you?" Out of politeness, he also opened the security door, and noticed the expression on the other side. It should be that Zhang Yuanqi was not recognized.

The middle-aged person smiles and stretches take action. "We should have seen Beijing TV Station last year. We did n’t talk to each other during a meeting. I introduce myself. I am Vice-Director of the personnel department of Beijing TV Station. My name is Wang Huayuan. Call me Old Wang. "

Huh?

Beijing TV Station?

Zhang Ye shakes hands, "Was President Wang looking for me?"

The middle-aged person opened the door and saw the mountain road: "Before I wanted Old Hu to ask you to talk at noon. Old Hu said that you have something to do with time, so the dinner over there, I will not invite you, did not bother you?" Zhang Ye has worked with him there, of course, he knows the address of his home, not to mention that he now has the addresses of both homes, even the media, it is no secret.

Zhang Ye has arrived now, and my mind was reclaimed. I just thought of what the morning Hu Fei call means. There is a dining room called one's own? He probably guessed something, plus the identity of the other person's personnel department leader, he was even clearer, but still not so sure, so he said: "So, Mr. Wang, there have been many people in my family. My friend just went away, but he did n’t clean it up. It ’s messy. Let ’s go out and talk to a coffee shop? "

The middle-aged person said, "Okay, then you change your clothes, I'll wait for you."

Zhang Ye went back and took the key from the house. Then he went outside and closed the door and the security door of the house. "No, it's all right, I'm not an idol."

The middle-aged also laughed, "That's not necessarily true. My niece likes you very much. It's your hardcore fans. You went home to eat and heard her say you're handsome."

Zhang Ye immediately said: "Well, let me change my clothes."

"Haha"

"Just a joke, President Wang please."

The two went downstairs and chatted while walking.