Monday.
In the morning, his parents had invited two neighbors to Summer Palace Park to have some fun.
Zhang Ye was bored out of his mind, so he practiced singing over and over at home. At the same time, he thought about the song he would be using for the week. This weekend was Mother's Day, so he was wondering if he should choose a motherly song. However, he had not decided on what to sing yet. Since there were still five days to go, there was no rush to decide.
He checked the official website.
The Clown's support rate had jumped to first place!
First: The Clown, 470,000 votes
Second: Petal Shower, 410,000 votes
Third: Sunflower in the Starlight, 320,000 votes
Fourth place: Sunset Glow, 290,000 votes.
Although The Clown had jumped from fourth place to first place, the gap was not that big. Moreover, Zhang Ye had become the Masked King twice in a row, so his momentum was too strong. This made it more difficult for him in the later rounds of the competition.
Quite a few people were commenting on the official website.
"Who do you guys think will be crowned Masked King in the third episode?"
"The Clown, I love his songs so much!"
"I doubt it will be him."
"Yeah, he's already won twice."
"Right, everyone already knows how good he is and has high expectations for him. If he doesn't perform well in his next song, or if the song isn't good, or if it's not an original, the audience will probably be disappointed. If that's the case, then The Clown's upcoming matches are going to be quite difficult."
"We can't expect every song of his to be original and still be that good, right?"
"Then does that mean Petal Shower has a higher chance of winning?"
"Sunflower and Sunset Glow have a chance as well."
"They're all experts and their singing is pretty good. It's hard to tell who will win sometimes."
After reading the comments, Zhang Ye pondered it for a while. He felt that the netizens were right. At this position, it would be very difficult for him to make a breakthrough. No one could always be crowned Masked King. It was not a problem of singing, but of the audience's expectations. But fortunately, this fellow still had some tricks up his sleeves. He had not brought out many of the classic songs from his previous world. He still had something up his sleeves. It looked like he really had to choose a more popular song this time — the kind that almost everyone would like the moment it was released?
Which song?
This was really not a good choice.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
The caller ID: Wu Zeqing.
Zhang Ye immediately smiled and answered. "Old Wu."
A gentle female voice came from the other side. "Hehe, are you in a good mood?"
"Haha, it's alright." Zhang Ye said, "Isn't it Monday today? What's going on? You're not at work? "
Female voice: "I just came back from a business trip. I took a day off to rest."
Zhang Ye knew that she had gone on a business trip for many days. It was after the smog incident. At that time, Wu Zeqing had helped him withstand a lot of pressure from all sides and managed to keep the smog documentary online for a day or two after offending too many people. After that, she went on a business trip and was not in Beijing. Without a doubt, she must have been implicated by this incident. "Did the smog incident affect you a lot?"
The female voice laughed. "It's been settled. It's not a big deal."
Zhang Ye did not know much about official matters, but since Old Wu had said so, then it must have been settled. Old Wu was not like Dong Shanshan, who was full of lies. She would usually say whatever was on her mind.
Zhang Ye was relieved. "Are you at home?"
The female voice replied: "Yes."
Zhang Ye asked, "Then should I look for you?"
The female voice said: "Sure, what would you like to eat?"
Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony and said: "Squirrel mandarin fish, fiery kidney, do you know how to make it?"
The female voice laughed and said: "Sure."
"Alright, wait for me then," Zhang Ye said.
The female voice said: "Alright, then I'll go buy some groceries first."
It had been a long time since he had seen Old Wu, so Zhang Ye was looking forward to it. He took a shower, changed his clothes, and stood in front of the mirror for a long time before going downstairs to drive.
Perhaps because it was the morning rush hour, there was a little traffic jam outside.
At a traffic light, over a hundred cars were tangled together and could not move at all.
At this moment, Zhang Ye heard a man singing from a car with its own brand's windows down. "I want to walk from the south to the north, I want to walk from day to night!"
"Fake Monk" was already this popular?
It had only been two days and someone already knew how to sing it?
But bro, it's already so congested, yet you still want to walk from the south to the north? If you can even walk to the traffic light ahead, I'll give it to you! Well, if you can walk from day to night, I'll believe it!
Take care!
…
10 AM.
Taoran Pavilion's east gate, Old Wu's house.
In the villa, Wu Zeqing was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.
The door was open. When Zhang Ye came in, he glanced at his girlfriend. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, so Old Wu was wearing a very cool qipao today. It was not the long qipao that she usually wore in the spring and autumn season, but a short one with a very plain color. The hem of the qipao was tied up above her knees, exposing her full legs and making her look especially alluring. The fabric covering the front of the qipao was almost bursting.
Zhang Ye gulped. "Old Wu."
Wu Zeqing turned her head and said with a smile, "You're here?"
"There was a traffic jam. Otherwise, I would've been here a long time ago." Zhang Ye walked over. "What are you reading?"
"News about King of Masked Singers." She waved the newspaper.
"You've been watching the show too?"
"I've watched it. It's very good."
Zhang Ye blinked and asked, "Who do you like?"
"Well, The Clown and Petal Shower, I guess. They're both not bad."
Zhang Ye was amused.
Look, look!
His girlfriend still had better taste!
Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Ye took the newspaper from her hands. "Let me have a look." After flipping through it, he felt a little uncomfortable. He glanced sideways at Old Wu's thighs and coughed. Then he flipped over and lay on her thighs. The back of his head rested on the qipao covering her thighs, while the other half rested on her thighs. His left ear was also pressed against her thighs. It felt smooth, soft, and cool.
Comfortable!
Zhang Ye felt extremely comfortable.
Wu Zeqing did not say anything and just smiled. "What have you been up to these past few days?"
Zhang Ye lay down and read the newspaper, then casually said, "I've been staying at home."
Wu Zeqing said, "No television stations have invited you?"
"Yeah," Zhang Ye said.
Wu Zeqing nodded. "I'll let you know when I get back."
"There's no need, there's really no need. You've been worrying enough and even caused a lot of trouble. There's no need for you to handle this. This bro can handle it on his own." Zhang Ye put down the newspaper and looked up at her. He could not see Wu Zeqing's face at first glance. This was because from Zhang Ye's angle, all he could see was Old Wu's chest bulging out of her clothes. His vision was blocked. "I have something to do now, and it's a pretty busy one at that, so I can't care about other work. But I'll have to keep it a secret for now. Haha, you'll probably find out soon."
"Is that so?"
"Just wait and see. When have I ever disappointed you?"
"Alright, I'll wait and see."
Since Zhang Ye wanted to keep her in suspense, Old Wu did not probe further.
This was how the two of them had always interacted.
Simple.
Trust.
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