When he opened his eyes, it was already the next day.
The sky was still dark and it was only 6 AM in the morning.
Outside the window, he could see one or two uncles and aunties who had woken up early to do their morning exercises outside. Apart from that, he didn't see anyone else. This was a high-class villa district, so there weren't many residents.
Zhang Ye crawled out of Old Wu's bedroom bed and yawned as he stretched. He couldn't fall asleep no matter what. He was still not used to sleeping in someone else's house, so it didn't feel right even after changing beds. Furthermore, he had taken pictures of Old Wu's bedroom from midnight until 12: 30 AM. Every single one of those pictures was captured by the DSLR camera and was imprinted in Zhang Ye's mind. He had been dreaming about it all night and couldn't get it out of his head.
He went to the bathroom and washed his face. When he went out, he quietly looked around. There was no movement from upstairs or downstairs. Old Wu was obviously still asleep. Based on her 7-8 hours of sleep, Sis Wu would probably only wake up at around 8 AM. Zhang Ye quietly went to the first floor to find some tea leaves and boiled some water. After brewing a pot of tea, he brought it back to the study. He did not plan to sleep anymore and switched on the computer on the study table.
He began writing his book.
......
"Legend of Wukong".
Chapter 7:
Tang Xuanzang returned to his room.
The fish was still in the fish tank.
"Why is the floor so wet? You must have been naughty again!" Tang Xuanzang said to Little White Dragon with a smile.
Little White Dragon wagged her tail and laughed. She realized that she was willing to be a fish if she could stay by his side.
......
When he was writing this book yesterday, Zhang Ye had some expectations for it. Now that his future was uncertain and he was being banned, he was now a C-list celebrity who was slightly above average and was no longer a small public figure. For a celebrity of his level, he would need a lot of popularity to maintain his current level of popularity. This was because the celebrities around him were not dead, so it wasn't that Zhang Ye was the only one who could increase his popularity. Everyone else could as well and they were all fighting for it. So if Zhang Ye stayed where he was and did nothing, his ranking would not remain the same, but would instead drop greatly. So Zhang Ye naturally had to think of a way to maintain his current ranking. He also had some expectations for Legend of Wukong. He did not hope for this book to increase his popularity, but only hoped to maintain his exposure and reputation so that his ranking would not drop.
From the looks of it now, he had achieved his goal and had even exceeded his expectations. After yesterday's scolding war, "Legend of Wukong" had exploded in popularity. If it could be said that writing this book yesterday was mostly for Wu Zeqing's sake, then today, Zhang Ye was writing it for himself.
Crackle!
The sound of typing came wave after wave.
As he had just woken up in the morning, his writing speed for this chapter was slower than yesterday's. Luckily, he managed to finish writing it. After checking for any typos, he immediately uploaded it to his blog.
Some of the netizens were already waiting for it.
"Ah! It's out, it's out! "
"I've been refreshing the page the whole night! It's finally here! "
"Haha, I was waiting for so long! Let me read it first! "
"I've finished reading it! How satisfying! "
"Very good!"
"Teacher Zhang, do you have any more!? Post them all! I'm dying of impatience! "
The scolding war had basically died down. Zhang Ye's blog's comments section was in a mess. One could vaguely see the tragic situation from yesterday. Of course, there were still some people who were unwilling to let it go and continued to scold him, but they were scattered and did not form a large scale. The scolding war had come to an end.
Most of the people who logged on to his blog in the morning were waiting for "Legend of Wukong."
Someone even shouted: "Damn, I won't be celebrating Valentine's Day today. I'll just stay at home and wait for you to update!"
Eh?
Valentine's Day?
After seeing the comments, Zhang Ye was slightly taken aback. He took out his cell phone to check the date. Indeed, the new year had just ended and today was February 14th. It was already the start of Spring. However, this fellow did not have much of a reaction after taking a look at it. He continued working hard on his eighth chapter. This was because to a nationalistic youth among nationalistic youths, how could Zhang Ye possibly celebrate a foreigner's Valentine's Day? He would rather celebrate the Chinese Valentine's Day.
1,000 words.
2,000 words.
The eighth chapter was also finished. Zhang Ye was starting to get the hang of it and his writing speed increased. However, after publishing it, he prepared to rest for a while. The reason was that his hands were a little sore. He had written so many words in one go yesterday. He did not feel it at the time, but after sleeping, his fingers felt uncomfortable. Furthermore, he had to take a picture of Wu Zeqing in the middle of the night. Not only that, he did not know how many times he had pressed the shutter shutter.
He opened the window and took a breather.
It was past 7 AM. The sky was gradually turning bright. He could not see the sun, but he could see the light. The earth was recovering and the trees were sprouting. The scenery outside the window was full of life.
In the corridor outside the house, there was a sound.
It was a woman's voice. "Little Zhang?"
Zhang Ye hurriedly turned around and said to the door, "Sis Wu, I'm here." He closed the window and quickly walked over to open the door. However, just as he was about a meter away from the door, it opened.
Wu Zeqing's figure appeared. She was wearing a nude-colored silk spaghetti strap pajamas, but the hem was very long. It reached slightly below her knees. Her upper body was also draped with a white cardigan, so other than a slight cleavage at her collar, Zhang Ye's eyes were not at all exposed. It was obvious that Old Wu had just woken up. Her hair was still a little messy.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "You're awake?"
"I just opened my eyes. I was about to wake you up for breakfast, but there was no one in the house. Hur Hur, why are you in the study?" She said.
Zhang Ye sighed and said, "I just finished writing two chapters of my novel."
Wu Zeqing said, "You're up so early to work?"
Zhang Ye nodded. "I woke up early today, so I couldn't sleep after waking up."
"Alright, then carry on writing. Big Sis will make you some breakfast. Are you hungry?" Wu Zeqing smiled. "I'll be able to eat in 10 minutes at most."
"I'm not writing anymore. I'm going downstairs too." Zhang Ye followed her out of the study.
When he passed by the guest bedroom, he glanced inside and was stunned. "Aiyo, why did you fold the blanket? Hai, blame me, blame me. I forgot." The blanket and pillows in the room were all neatly arranged. Even his cigarette butt, which he had used as an ashtray, had been tidied up by Old Wu. Zhang Ye felt a little embarrassed. He was eating and staying at someone else's house, and even made Old Wu fold the blanket. Heh!
Wu Zeqing ignored him and lightly walked down the stairs.
Zhang Ye looked at her gentle back view from behind. There were a few times when he wanted to say something, but stopped himself. He mustered up his courage a few times, but in the end, he did not say anything. Instead, his face turned red. Don't think that this fellow was usually carefree and dared to scold anyone he caught, but when he really met a woman, especially a beautiful one, he was usually more reserved. There were so many things that Zhang Ye wanted to say last night when he was taking pictures of Old Wu. But just like now, he could not bring himself to say it. There were only a few more days left before the 5 × difficulty reduction. There were only three more days left of the 6 + day duration. If he did not take advantage of this time to make Old Wu confess to him, he would not have another chance in the future!
How big was the difference between the two of them?
It would not be an exaggeration to describe it as the difference between heaven and earth!
Old Wu had a successful career and was already in a high position in her thirties. What about him? Although he looked impressive, his career had only just begun. Old Wu was beautiful, especially her figure and breasts. She was stunning from top to bottom and inside out. What about him? He was just average and could not even be considered handsome. Old Wu had a good personality. She knew how to take care of people and was respectful. She was very considerate in all aspects. What about him? He caused trouble every day and offended people everywhere. He did not know how to cook, did not know how to take care of people, and was lazy. Hai, don't say anymore. If I say too much, it will only make me cry!
"Boiled eggs?"
"Anything is fine."
"OK, let me heat up some milk."
Downstairs. Wu Zeqing was getting busy.
Zhang Ye could not help her and could only watch from the side. He was pondering over how he should confess. Should he use the graceful type? The bold type? Or the open type?
His cell phone rang.
It was a call from Old Wu.
She looked at the caller ID and answered with a smile, "Chief Wang."
Zhang Ye was standing nearby and could hear a little. It was a man's voice on the other end. He sounded like he was in his thirties, neither too young nor too old. "President Wu, I heard that you're going to be promoted?"
She said, "Flat transfer."
The other party said, "Where are you going?"
She said, "South, I guess. It's not confirmed yet."
The other party was silent for a moment. "It's Valentine's Day today. Do you have time? I'll treat you to a meal. "
Zhang Ye's ears immediately perked up. Damn, who the hell is this Wang guy? How dare he try to steal this bro's girlfriend!?
He heard Wu Zeqing laugh and say, "Maybe next time. I have something to do today."
The other party said, "You have an appointment?"
She said, "Hur Hur, not really, but I definitely won't be able to leave. It's the same no matter which day we have our separation dinner. I'll invite a few of our old friends to have a get-together before I leave."
The other party could only say, "Alright then."
After hanging up the phone, the doorbell suddenly rang. Ding dong!
A man's voice came from the yard and said loudly, "Express delivery."
Wu Zeqing went over to open the door.
When the courier saw Wu Zeqing, he was also stunned. Then he said, "Miss Wu, right? Here's your express delivery. Please sign for it. "
"Alright, thank you." Wu Zeqing signed for it and opened it. It was a large box of chocolates from overseas. They were even in the shape of a heart. It was obviously not cheap.
But just as the courier left, a florist came in with two large bouquets of roses. One was red and the other was blue. He asked Wu Zeqing to sign for it.
Wu Zeqing's expression did not change, "They're all mine?"
The florist's female staff said, "They're all yours. We received two orders yesterday and only noticed today when we were about to ship them out. The address and name were both yours, so we decided to send them over together. Cough cough, this is from Mr. Zhang, and this is from Mr. Liu. Please sign for both."
It was not a coincidence. This florist was the biggest one near Taoran Pavilion and was quite famous. So the two of them had booked the same place online. The florist's female employee was still wondering before coming. She rarely encountered such a thing, but when she saw Wu Zeqing's looks and temperament, she was suddenly enlightened. It was not strange at all. For such a beautiful woman, if she was not married, it wouldn't be a problem for dozens of people to send her flowers, much less just two.
After Wu Zeqing signed, she said, "Thank you."
Zhang Ye was gritting his teeth as he stood by the side. In his heart, he was cursing these people who came to deliver the gifts. They had gone too far! They had gone too far!
He had to confess today!
He had to!
Otherwise, Old Wu might be snatched away by someone else!
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