It was the weekend.
In the morning.
There was a commotion on the Internet, but Zhang Ye was still sleeping in at home. Perhaps because he was tired from the past few days, he was snoring even though he rarely snored. He was sleeping very soundly with a towel tucked between his legs. He did not even notice that his saliva had dripped onto his pillow. His sleeping posture was not very good.
The door opened.
His mother came in. "Little Ye."
"Ah?" Zhang Ye answered vaguely.
His mother said, "Get up and eat."
Zhang Ye rolled over and covered his head. "I'm not eating anymore. I'm going to sleep."
His mother said, "I've already bought breakfast. There's soy milk and fried dough sticks."
"I'm not going to get up today. I'm too tired. Wake me up when it's lunchtime," Zhang Ye said.
His father overheard from outside and said, "Didn't you say last night that you would accompany your mom to the mall during the day? It wasn't easy for you to come home and rest for a few days, so stop sleeping."
Zhang Ye complained, "Dad, I really can't get up. I'm too tired."
Chenchen also strolled into the bedroom and looked at the bed. "Zhang Ye, you're so lazy."
His mother stared at him. "See, even Little Chenchen is scolding you. Aren't you ashamed?"
Zhang Ye harrumphed, "Who says I can't get up either?"
His mother said, "Hurry up, the food is getting cold."
"I'm not eating anymore." Zhang Ye lazily said, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to get up, but I really can't. This bro is so tired and aching all over. I have to sleep until the afternoon. Even if the sky falls down, I won't be able to get out of bed." Saying that, he closed his eyes again.
When his mother saw that she could not wake him up, she helplessly prepared to leave.
At this moment, Zhang Ye's cell phone, which he had placed beside his pillow, rang.
Zhang Ye woke up again and impatiently picked up the cell phone to answer. "Who is it?"
A mature and gentle female voice came from the other end. "It's me."
"Yo, Old Wu." It was Wu Zeqing. "You're up?"
Old Wu said, "You're still asleep?"
"Yeah, you don't have to work today?"
"I'm resting. What are you doing today?"
"I'm fine."
"I was thinking that since we haven't seen each other in a long time, it's rare for us to have two days of rest. If you're not busy, why don't you come over to Big Sis's place later? Or maybe you want to sleep a little more? When will we talk about it? "
Hearing this, Zhang Ye immediately sat up in bed, "… I've had enough sleep. I'll be there soon!" After hanging up, he got out of bed, "Dad, Mom, I'm going to a friend's house to play for a while. I'll be leaving!"
Mom: "…"
Dad: "…"
Chenchen: "…"
Everyone was speechless!
Didn't you say that you couldn't get out of bed even if the sky collapsed?
…
Past eight o 'clock in the morning.
At the east gate of Taoran Pavilion, in a high-class district.
When Zhang Ye drove over, he realized that the gate to Wu Zeqing's villa was open. He did not park in the garage and drove straight into the yard. He knew that Old Wu had left the gate open for him. When he got out of the car, Zhang Ye saw Old Wu in the yard. She was sitting by a small flower bed and was slowly poking something in the soil. It looked like she was playing with the flowers.
Wu Zeqing also looked over and the two of them looked at each other.
How long had it been since they last saw Old Wu? Zhang Ye couldn't really remember, but he knew that it had been quite a long time. No matter what, it had to be at least a month or two. Wu Zeqing had just been appointed as the SARFT's Deputy Chief and was very busy with work. Later on, Zhang Ye took over Central TV Department 1's program and the college entrance examination questions, so he was extremely busy. As a result, the two of them mostly communicated via text or phone and did not have the time to meet each other. Now that he saw Wu Zeqing again, Zhang Ye's heart started pounding. He was very excited and missed her a lot. Otherwise, he wouldn't have jumped out of bed when Old Wu called.
Zhang Ye quickly walked over. "What are you doing?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "I'm just loosening the soil for the flowers. I went on a business trip for a week and only got back to Beijing yesterday. It's been a while since I've had the time to care for the flowers."
"Let me help you," Zhang Ye volunteered.
Wu Zeqing said, "Don't get your hands dirty. Just do it."
"I have nothing better to do anyway." Zhang Ye picked up a fork from the ground and started loosening the soil for the flowers. He even helped to water them.
The two of them chatted as they worked.
Old Wu said, "I heard that a lot of the examinees are scolding you now?"
Zhang Ye said, "Damn, really?"
Old Wu looked at him. "Yeah, I guess so. It's even in the newspapers."
Zhang Ye said, "Hai, don't mention it. I'm still feeling very wronged over this matter. I didn't even have anyone to go to to seek justice for it. The Beijing Higher Education Entrance Examination Board came to me and insisted on a reform. They wanted us to set the questions as difficult as possible, but when I heard that? Fine, let's do it! Now that the questions are out, all the examinees will blame it on me. Why didn't the other question setters say anything about it? Why didn't the Beijing Higher Education Entrance Examination Board scold me? Don't you think I've been wronged?! That's why I might as well not show my face anymore. I'll lay low for a few days first. After this critical juncture, this bro will be a hero again! "
Dusting off the soil from her hands, Wu Zeqing stood up. "Alright, it's done. Go in and have a seat. I'll clean up the rest. Oh yes, there are some boxes on the sofa. Open them up and take a look."
Zhang Ye was curious. "What are they?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "I went shopping while I was on a business trip and bought two sets of clothes for you. Try them on and see if they suit you. I think they should look good."
Zhang Ye chuckled. "You're so busy, so why did you buy me clothes?"
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Try them on."
Although Zhang Ye was being unreasonable, he was actually feeling pretty good about it. He strolled into the villa and looked around on the first floor. When he saw the boxes on the sofa, he opened them up one by one and looked around. Without a word, he took the clothes upstairs and changed into them.
Downstairs.
"It's done." Zhang Ye made his appearance.
Wu Zeqing had also tidied up the flower beds and returned to the house. "Let me take a look." She looked him up and down, then nodded and said with a smile, "It's not bad. The color and style are quite suitable for you. Does it fit you?"
Zhang Ye also liked it very much. "It does."
"That's good." Wu Zeqing walked over and pinched his collar. "It's just that it's a little wrinkled here. Take it off later and I'll iron it for you."
"Alright." Zhang Ye also went over to look in the mirror. "You really have good taste. I've been worrying about not having any clothes to wear recently. I haven't bought any in several months."
Old Wu said, "It's quite plain."
Zhang Ye said in exasperation, "It's not that it's plain, it's that I don't have a chance to buy anything. If I go to the mall now, I'll be recognized, so it's not convenient for me to buy anything. I'm not like the other celebrities who have their own managers and agencies to help them out. Some of them even have companies that specialize in custom-made clothes for them. I don't have a manager or agency, but I do have a job at work. But Central TV is so stingy. They'll prepare the clothes for me when I go on the show, but after the show, I have to take them off and sign it.
If they don't sign it, I'll have to pay for it ourselves. "Wu Zeqing looked at him in the mirror and said," In the future, if you want to buy clothes, just let me know. I'll help you take a look. You're a public figure and an associate professor, so of course you have to pay attention to your appearance. At the very least, you have to look like a professor, right? "
"Sure."
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Not yet, what about you?"
"I just ate. There's still some porridge left. Do you want some?"
"What porridge?"
"Millet porridge."
"Yes."
"Do you want eggs?"
"Yes, I want poached eggs."
"Hur hur, just you wait."
"It's been hard on you, Old Wu."
"It's not hard on me."
Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony and made himself at home. He casually lay down on the sofa and waited for breakfast. He closed his eyes and felt extremely comfortable.
When he was with Old Wu, Old Wu would never let him do any chores. Zhang Ye used to argue with her a little in the past, but he did not argue with her anymore.
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