It was quite late.
The moon was dark and the wind was strong.
As he had eaten more than a hundred Fruits of Agility, he was really not used to it. In the past, he was used to his body's reaction speed, but now that his reaction speed had suddenly increased, the commands in his brain were instantly executed at high speed. The result was that just when Zhang Ye thought of moving the mouse, his hands would already be moving. It was too fast, so he was not used to it. At the same time, he felt a sense of being caught off guard. He wasn't used to it, so he wasn't used to it.
Beside him, Zhang Ye felt that there were a few people who could probably reach this kind of reaction speed. For example, Big Saber Bro, Fan Yingyun, a world-class hacker. Zhang Ye had seen Big Saber Bro's hand speed and had also seen her clash with enemy hackers. She would most likely be able to do it. Rao Aimin, a martial arts expert, might also be able to do it, but this was just Zhang Ye's guess. This was because he had never seen Rao Aimin use her real skills before. Usually, Old Rao would only engage in small fights and would not show off her skills in front of outsiders. As such, Zhang Ye did not know what Old Rao was capable of and could only guess.
In any case, their reaction speed was definitely much faster than that of ordinary people. However, they were not unaccustomed to it, because they were truly talented. Perhaps it was also nurtured bit by bit. However, Zhang Ye was different. This fellow had gained his agility in the blink of an eye, so he needed time to digest it.
The shadow on the bed moved.
"Zhang Ye." Chenchen suddenly sat up sleepily.
Zhang Ye looked over. "What are you doing? Why aren't you sleeping yet?" After he said that, he broke out in a cold sweat. He was still speaking the same way as before, but because his reaction speed had increased by several times, his words were as fast as his movements. It was really too fast. He only used a few tenths of a second to finish his sentence. To put it more accurately, it was like the blink of an eye. Even he could not hear what he said clearly.
How inconvenient!
His mouth was too fast!
My brain can't keep up with my mouth!
Zhang Ye could only try his best to speak slowly, "What's the matter? Why are you calling me? "
Chenchen's eyelids were struggling as she said, "Zhang Ye, you sleep too."
Zhang Ye acknowledged, "I'm not in a hurry. I'm not sleepy yet. Let me watch the news."
Chenchen repeated, "Zhang Ye, you sleep too."
Zhang Ye smacked his lips. "Go ahead and sleep. I didn't turn on the sound, so I won't disturb you. Hurry up and sleep. You still have school tomorrow morning!" As he spoke, the speed of his speech increased again. Zhang Ye was helpless, so he deliberately suppressed it, "Don't bother about me. I need to sleep after midnight."
After a while, Chenchen lay down again.
Zhang Ye also carried on reading the news. As he read, he was also thinking about his own matters. He didn't know how much time had passed, but just as he was deep in thought about his future career, he suddenly realized that a small shadow was walking towards him.
It was Chenchen.
Zhang Ye was stunned.
He saw Chenchen carrying Zhang Ye's big feather pillow as she clumsily walked to the computer desk. Her eyes were nearly closed and she looked extremely sleepy. Then, she pulled a small chair over and climbed onto it to sit down. She placed the pillow slightly beside the laptop and laid her head down. Only then did she fall asleep again.
Zhang Ye was speechless. "What are you doing?"
Chenchen mumbled as if she was sleep-talking.
"Heh, go and sleep on the bed." Zhang Ye said, "I've already left such a good bed for you to sleep on, but you still insist on lying on the table? Get up, get up. Don't sleep like this. If you do, your neck will be stiff tomorrow. "Saying that, he pushed Chenchen a few times to wake her up.
Chenchen hugged the pillow and sat up.
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "I give up to you. Alright, alright. I'll turn off the computer, alright? I'll sleep too. "He reached out and carried Chenchen up. He walked over to the bed and covered her with a blanket." Go to sleep. "
He took a towel and went to the sofa to lie down.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
Just as Zhang Ye was feeling drowsy, the sofa cushion under his feet suddenly moved. He sat up with a start and realized that Chenchen was hugging the pillow again. As the sofa was not big, Zhang Ye could not even straighten his legs after lying down. Chenchen sat on the armrest of the sofa and hugged the pillow as she slept on the back of the sofa. Her head was drooping like a frosted eggplant, as if it would fall off at any moment.
Zhang Ye was completely convinced. "What are you doing?"
Chenchen did not say a word. She was extremely sleepy.
"Didn't I already turn off the computer?" Zhang Ye said, "The sofa is so cramped, so why are you here? If you don't want to sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on it. "
Chenchen did not move.
Zhang Ye glanced at her and finally realized something. "Do you want someone to sleep next to you so that you can sleep?" Although the little kid did not answer, Zhang Ye already knew what was going on. Hai, you should have told me earlier. I was wondering why you kept asking me to sleep and why you kept running over to my side. Zhang Ye did not know whether to laugh or cry. In the past, when Chenchen lived with her aunt, Old Rao would always sleep on the same bed with Chenchen. Now that her aunt had gone out of town and there was no one by her side all of a sudden, she was probably not used to it. After all, she was just a seven or eight year old child.
Zhang Ye carried her again. "Let's go. Both of us will sleep on the bed. This time, we have to sleep well. No more running around." He walked over to the bed and lifted the blanket. He put Chenchen in first and then took off his shoes to lie down. He said to himself, "Heh, the bed is still the most comfortable."
Chenchen turned over. "Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye yawned. "What's the matter now?"
Chenchen said in a sleepy voice, "Tell me a story."
"Whoa, you've really become a lord. Your Uncle Zhang is also sleepy. I'm about to sleep, so why would I tell you a story? Besides, didn't you not like to listen to my fairy tales? You even said that my stories were childish?" Zhang Ye grunted.
Chenchen said, "Zhang Ye, tell me a story."
Zhang Ye said, "I don't care."
"Zhang Ye."
"Alright, stop calling me. What do you want to hear?"
"… Anything."
"I'm afraid that I'll say anything. Let me think about it. Hmm, forget it. I'll tell you a new story." Zhang Ye patted Chenchen on the head and said, "The story is called 'Cinderella'. Once upon a time, there was a rich man's wife who fell seriously ill. On her deathbed, she called her only daughter to her side and said, 'My dear daughter, Mommy will protect you and bless you in the afterlife.' Saying that, she closed her eyes and passed away."
He did not know if Chenchen was asleep or listening.
Zhang Ye slowly told the story until he did not even know where he was. Later on, he also fell asleep.
… …
The next day.
Early in the morning.
Chenchen's voice was in his ear, "Zhang Ye, wake up. I'm hungry."
Zhang Ye pushed her away, "Don't fool around. I'm going to sleep a little longer."
Chenchen kept pushing him, "Zhang Ye, I'm hungry."
Zhang Ye forced his eyes open and impatiently looked at his watch. It was only 6: 30 AM, so he immediately closed his eyes and covered himself with the blanket, "I'm going to sleep for another 10 minutes."
Chenchen called out to him in a childish voice, "Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye ignored her and slept soundly.
When he opened his eyes again, it was almost 7 PM. What entered his nose was a fragrant aroma. With a little more distinguishing, Zhang Ye could tell that it was the fragrance of steamed buns. Furthermore, there was a smell. It smelled like egg soup? Yes, that's right!
Rumble. His stomach was growling.
Zhang Ye got up and saw Chenchen standing on a small stool in the open kitchen. She was using a pair of chopsticks to stir the cooking pot and seemed to be sprinkling some MSG into it. Zhang Ye got up and got up. Zhang Ye got off the bed and said happily, "Yo, it's really egg soup? I still have eggs at home? Alright, not bad. You did well. Oh right, are those soup dumplings on the table? Where did you buy them from? "
Chenchen said unhappily, "Outside the district."
Zhang Ye asked, "Where did you get the money from?"
Chenchen said with a straight face, "The money in your wallet."
Zhang Ye quickly went over to help, "Look at this little face of yours. Are you angry?"
After turning off the fire, Chenchen wiped her hands with a towel like a little adult. She began scooping the soup. Her actions were very clumsy, but she did not spill a single drop. After scooping her portion, she jumped off the stool and ignored Zhang Ye's portion. She even said angrily, "Zhang Ye, you don't act like an adult at all."
Zhang Ye tried to find an excuse, "Isn't the division of labor pretty good? Generally speaking, Uncle Zhang will take care of you. When I'm tired, you take care of me."
Chenchen glanced at him, "Hur Hur."
"Heh, this soup smells really good. I'll have a bowl too." Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony and scooped some for himself. Chenchen had cooked once before, so Zhang Ye knew she knew how to cook. Although her movements were not proficient and she had to use a stool to reach the stove, this little rascal's culinary skills were still pretty good. At least, she was much better than Zhang Ye. It could be said that she had inherited Rao Aimin's culinary genes. "Come, let's eat."
However, Chenchen had already snatched the soup dumplings.
In the blink of an eye, three were gone.
Zhang Ye was anxious, "Leave a few for me!"
Chenchen did not listen and stuffed them into her mouth, "I bought them."
"That's still my money!" Zhang Ye also used his chopsticks to snatch them. Seeing that he could not snatch them, he decided to use his own hands and grabbed the last three.
Chenchen could not take it anymore, "Zhang Ye, give them to me!"
"Haha!" Zhang Ye laughed loudly.
The breakfast was very noisy. The two of them were almost fighting, but it was still a "happy and harmonious" atmosphere.
After breakfast, Zhang Ye hummed a tune as he sent Chenchen to school. He parked his car across the road from the school before stopping, "Alright, go to school."
Chenchen pushed open the door with difficulty and got out of the car.
Zhang Ye exhorted from behind, "Don't be naughty. Listen to your teacher!"
Chenchen turned around and looked at him, "Are you coming to pick me up in the afternoon?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Coming."
Chenchen turned around and saw two of her classmates. She crossed the road with them and entered the school gate. The little rascal's popularity was getting better by the day.
Until Chenchen's figure disappeared from his sight, Zhang Ye suddenly felt that having a child at home was actually quite interesting.
Let's go.
It was time to go home and sleep.
Just as he was about to drive off, before he could step on the accelerator, someone knocked on the side window. A middle-aged man with a smile was standing outside.
Zhang Ye pressed down the window, "What's the matter?"
The middle-aged man said, "Are you Zhang Ye?"
"That's me." Zhang Ye thought that it was a commoner who came to ask for an autograph.
In the end, the middle-aged man took out a business card and handed it to him, "My child is also studying at No. 2 Experimental Primary School, but he's only in the sixth grade. Yesterday, I heard from my child about what happened at the school and thought that you would probably be sending your child off today, so I paid attention and indeed saw you. Hello, I was planning to contact you over the phone during work hours this morning, but since we've bumped into each other, that's great.
Zhang Ye took the business card and had a look.
— Jiang Yuan.
Central TV Department 1's deputy director.
This person was a leader of Central TV??
Zhang Ye was surprised and got out of the car. He shook hands with him and said, "So it's Director Jiang."
Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "Then I'll get straight to the point. Central TV Department 1 is planning to invite you to join them. I wonder if you're interested?"
Huh?
Central TV Department 1 is inviting me to join them?
Zhang Ye's first thought was that it was unbelievable!
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