On the fourth day of the New Year.
In the morning, newspapers went on sale.
"The Birth of a Heavenly King!"
"Zhang Ye climbs to the summit!"
"The entertainment industry may enter a new era!"
"Many celebrities send their blessings on Weibo!"
"Zhang Ye ushers in a new high in popularity!"
When she turned on the television, it was also Zhang Ye's news.
Central TV: "Tonight, A Date with Yan Mei will be hosting a special episode. The famous talk show host, Yan Mei, will be visiting Zhang Ye's home to bring everyone the truest version of Zhang Ye. She will use the camera to record a day of his work and life. Are you ready for Zhang Ye's first appearance after becoming a Heavenly King? "
On Weibo …
"Wow!"
"Coming, coming!"
"Haha, A Date with Yan Mei is here!"
"Looking forward to the interview."
"Right, I've never seen Zhang Ye in real life."
"The debut of a Heavenly King!"
"I've always been watching this show. It's very interesting!"
"I only want to see Wu Zeqing!"
"Pfft, me too. Chief Wu is too beautiful!"
"If Zhang Ye's wife had abandoned her career and entered the entertainment industry, she would definitely be more popular than that guy!"
"Hahahaha, I agree!"
"Just because of Chief Wu, I've turned from an anti-fan to a fan of the SARFT!"
"Pfft, we're here to interview Zhang Ye. Do you guys have any proper business here?"
"They should have started recording already, right?"
"Let's wait and see tonight!"
“+1！”
…
At home.
Around seven o 'clock.
Zhang Ye woke up very early today because he had an interview appointment. However, he did not expect Yan Mei and her team to arrive even earlier. He had just opened his eyes when the doorbell rang.
"He's here?"
"I think so."
"Open the door, Old Wu."
"Alright."
Wu Zeqing opened the door.
Zhang Ye yawned as he walked down the stairs. He and Yan Mei were old acquaintances as they had worked together during the Spring Festival Gala.
Outside the door, Yan Mei, who was dressed casually, stood there with a smile. There was only a cameraman behind her, carrying a camera. The lens was already turned on, and the lights were on. From the moment Yan Mei knocked on the door, the cameras had already started recording. They were here to record Zhang Ye's work and life for the entire day.
Yan Mei smiled and said, "Chief Wu, Happy New Year."
Wu Zeqing smiled. "You're here? Come in. "
The camera aimed at her.
"Oh, sorry to disturb you." Yan Mei walked into the room and lowered her head. "Do I have to change my shoes?"
Zhang Ye also came up and said loudly, "Hai, there's no need for that. Just walk around as you please and treat it like your own home."
The camera immediately focused on Zhang Ye.
Yan Mei smiled and said, "Director Zhang, I'll be following you around today. Wherever you go, I'll follow. Whatever you eat, I'll eat too. Just take care of my meals."
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "That will depend on your appetite."
Yan Mei smiled. "I have quite a big appetite."
Zhang Ye said, "Then I'll have to hesitate a little."
Everyone laughed.
Yan Mei said, "There's nothing special about today's interview. Just do what you usually do. When you're free, you can talk to me. When you're busy, you don't have to care about me. I'll just watch from the side."
Zhang Ye blinked and said, "How are you usually like today?"
Yan Mei nodded with a smile. "That's right. We want you to live in your truest state."
Zhang Ye turned around and left. "OK."
"Hmm? Where are you going? "Yan Mei was startled.
Zhang Ye said, "I'll sleep for another two hours. I usually sleep until 9 AM."
"Pfft!"
The cameraman also burst out laughing!
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Ignore him. That's just how he is."
Zhang Ye was only joking. Of course, he did not really go back to sleep.
Yan Mei looked at Old Wu. "Is your husband usually like this too?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "He's usually like this too. He's a bit more talkative."
Yan Mei: "Can I take a look around the house?"
"Sure, do whatever you want." Wu Zeqing ignored them and went to cook.
Upstairs.
Yan Mei came up with a cameraman.
Zhang Ye was brushing his teeth in the bathroom. When he saw her come up, he bit on his toothbrush and mumbled, "Old Yan, you haven't had breakfast, right?"
Yan Mei replied, "Not yet."
Zhang Ye said happily, "It's not that I'm bragging, but in a while, you can have a taste of my wife's cooking. I guarantee that if you come to our house today, you won't ever want to leave again." He casually spat out the toothpaste foam, rinsed his mouth, spat out the water in his mouth, and said, "Don't doubt me, I'm not lying to you."
Yan Mei said expectantly, "I'm getting hungry now."
Zhang Ye wiped his face and walked out in his slippers. "Hungry? Let's go. "
Breakfast was ready.
Yan Mei said politely, "Thank you, Chief Wu."
Wu Zeqing said, "You're welcome."
Yan Mei said, "Are you usually the one who cooks?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "I don't cook much. He's busy with work, and I have a lot of work to do too. It's not often that we get to have a meal together."
Zhang Ye was showing off. "Try it, quickly try it."
"Alright." Yan Mei picked up her chopsticks and then looked surprised. "It's too delicious!"
Zhang Ye laughed heartily. "I'm not lying to you, right?"
Yan Mei immediately turned to the camera and said, "I'm really not trying to flatter you. It's really delicious."
Zhang Ye bragged, "That's because you haven't seen my wife's signature dish yet. I'll show it to you later in the afternoon."
Ring, ring, ring.
At this moment, his cell phone rang.
Zhang Ye answered and said, "Old Ha, what's the matter — OK, OK — OK, I understand. I'll go over and talk to you later — OK, OK."
He hung up.
Zhang Ye said to Old Wu, "I have some matters to attend to at the studio."
Wu Zeqing said, "Will you be back for lunch?"
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "We'll talk about it later. I might not be able to come back when I get busy."
After lunch, Zhang Ye put on his jacket and left.
Yan Mei and the cameraman followed him into the car.
In the car, Zhang Ye stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the neighborhood. Only then did he turn to Yan Mei, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, and say, "Sometimes, I feel sorry for my wife. Usually, when the meal is ready and I've already picked up my chopsticks, I'll have to leave immediately after receiving a call or some urgent matter. Sometimes, I really want to quit my job and take a break for half a year, but there's nothing I can do about it. You don't want the audience anymore? You don't want your work anymore? You don't want your fans anymore? How many people are waiting for you? How many people are counting on you to earn a living? How can you not care about them? Even if you're paralyzed, you still have to get up! "
Yan Mei sighed and said, "I'm a little better than you. I don't have that much work to do, but I'm also quite busy at times. I often go on business trips and can't make it home."
Zhang Ye asked, "Old Yan, are you single?"
Yan Mei laughed and said, "I'm single right now. My previous marriage ended because we couldn't understand each other at work. So before I retire, I don't intend to start a family."
The atmosphere was a little heavy.
The two of them were feeling the same.
As Zhang Ye drove, he suddenly muttered to himself.
"Worrying too much harms Brahma.
"Entering the mountains, yet afraid to leave the city.
"How can there be a way to have it both ways in this world.
"Don't let down the Tathagata, don't let down me."
Yan Mei fell silent. Her heart had been violently stirred by this poem!
The cameraman also took a deep breath.
"Director Zhang."
"Yes?"
"I want to ask for a calligraphy treasure from you."
"What calligraphy treasure?"
"It's about this poem."
"Alright, I'll get someone to deliver it to you after I finish writing it."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome."
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