The next day.
The next program had not been decided yet, so Zhang Ye was also on vacation.
After breakfast, Zhang Ye was in an extremely good mood. He hummed a tune that no one could understand. He went to his room and pretended to set up his desk and set up the four treasures of the study: brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. It was rare for him to have the mood to practice calligraphy. Although there was not much space at home, it was still enough for him to use. It was for self-cultivation, so it did not matter how big the space was. As long as he had a brush, paper, and ink, that was enough.
He raised the brush and dabbed in the ink.
He wrote down the words that he was singing.
"Storytelling, acting, persuading people.
"The three main roads walk in the center.
"Good and evil will be repaid in the end.
"The righteous path of the world …"
As he was singing, his mother banged on the door from outside. "Stop singing, it's so noisy!"
Zhang Ye harrumphed, "What noise? This is art."
His father also spoke at this moment. "Chenchen wants to go out."
"Why would she go out? She can just stay at home and watch TV," Zhang Ye said.
The door opened and Chenchen walked in. "Zhang Ye, I want to play with my classmates. I've already made plans."
Zhang Ye smacked his lips. "It's so chaotic out there. Don't go running around."
Chenchen was having none of it. "Zhang Ye, send me there."
His mother said, "Chenchen is going to a classmate's house. A few of her classmates have made plans to go to Mengmeng's house for lunch. They don't live far, so send Chenchen there and pick her up in the afternoon."
Zhang Ye said, "Aiya, I'm busy here."
His mother stared at him. "What are you busy with?"
"I'm doing art." Zhang Ye said confidently.
Chenchen came over and looked at the calligraphy on the Xuan paper. She let out a disdainful "hur hur."
His mother curled her lips and said, "You call writing some lousy words art? Then if I steam two buns, you call it scientific research! Cut the crap and quickly bring the child over. Her classmates are all waiting. I just spoke to Mengmeng's mother on the phone. She's already preparing lunch. "
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "Alright, I got it." After saying that, he looked at ChenChen and mumbled, "She's actually causing trouble for me. This Old Rao is really something. She said she'd be back in a month at most, but it's been almost three months and there's still no news. This bro is almost becoming a full-time nanny. Let's go, young lady."
After putting on his sunglasses and face mask, Zhang Ye held Chenchen's little hand and went downstairs. Mengmeng's house was indeed not far. It was on Zixin Road, so he did not drive and just walked with Chenchen.
Today's weather was pretty good. The air was cool, and there were no clouds in the sky. Nowadays, it was rare to see blue skies and white clouds in the capital. It was a good time to take a stroll and relax.
They arrived at the place. It was a large courtyard in an alley that had not been demolished yet.
"Chen-chen!"
"Chen-chen is here!"
"Ah, there's also Uncle Zhang!"
"Hello, Uncle Zhang."
His friends ran out one after another.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Nice to meet you too."
Zhang Ye had seen these children before. At the parent-teacher conference for Chenchen, they were all from the same class. There were a total of four children, two boys and two girls, but he did not know their names.
Mengmeng's parents also came out.
"Yo, Teacher Zhang is here?"
"Teacher Zhang, quick, come in and have a seat!"
Mengmeng's parents were very warm and polite.
Zhang Ye hurriedly waved it off. "It's alright, let the children play. I won't be sitting here. Chenchen is mischievous, so please bear with her if anything happens. I'm sorry for the trouble."
Mengmeng's mother smiled and said, "It's no trouble, it's no trouble at all. Chenchen has the best relationship with our Mengmeng."
Mengmeng's father said, "The Voice has finished its broadcast. Our family doesn't know what else to watch now. Are you preparing to start working on your new show?"
"Soon, I think," Zhang Ye said.
After exchanging pleasantries for a long time.
Chenchen impatiently tugged at Zhang Ye's sleeve and said, "Zhang Ye, just leave."
Zhang Ye said in a speechless manner, "Whoa, you're even chasing me away?"
Everyone was amused.
"Alright, I'll come and pick you up later." Zhang Ye gave Chenchen a few more reminders to be obedient and not to cause any trouble. Only then did he leave the yard and head east for a stroll. Actually, he was also very worried about her. Although he always criticized Chenchen and said that she was bad here and there, Zhang Ye was actually not used to her being out of his sight. He was always afraid that she would cause trouble or get into trouble, so he was worried about her. This was because she was really different from her peers who were around seven or eight years old. She could not be judged by the standards of a child.
He walked and walked.
He was almost at the north gate of Taoran Pavilion Park.
Just as he was wondering if he should enter the park for a stroll, Zhang Ye suddenly noticed a BMW 7 Series parked across the road. Why did it look so familiar? As a BMW 7 Series of this color was not commonly seen in this area, and Old Wu's family lived nearby, Zhang Ye walked over to take a look at the license plate. Heh, what a coincidence. It was indeed Wu Zeqing's car. He crossed the road and walked to the side of the car. He looked around and waited.
About five minutes later.
Wu Zeqing's figure walked out of a food market in the Black Kiln Factory Alley. She was carrying bags of various sizes as she walked towards the BMW.
Zhang Ye waved. "Old Wu!"
Wu Zeqing looked up and said with a smile, "What are you doing here?"
"I was strolling around here and saw your car." Zhang Ye pointed at the BMW. "Are you here to buy groceries? Isn't there a Wumart at Taiping Street? "
Old Wu said, "It's a little more expensive there."
"You're not working today?"
"I'm taking half a day off. I still have to go back to work in the afternoon. You're resting too?"
"Yes, the entire program team is on holiday for two days." Zhang Ye glanced at the things she was carrying and asked, "You bought so much? Did someone come to visit? "
"A relative came to visit." Old Wu placed the things in the car and beckoned him over. "To my place?"
Zhang Ye said nervously, "Aren't your relatives here? How am I supposed to go? "
Old Wu laughed. "Why can't you go? It's not like there's any conflict. Let's go. "
Zhang Ye hesitated. "About that, I don't think it's appropriate, right? After all, our relationship hasn't been made public yet. I'm still thinking of waiting for a formal occasion to … "
Old Wu looked at him with a smile. "Are you too scared to go?"
When he heard this, Zhang Ye couldn't help but laugh. He was someone who was easily provoked, so he immediately flared up and dug his ears like he didn't hear clearly. "Heh, what did you say? I think I heard you say 'too scared' just now? Too scared to go? Me too scared to go? Aiyo! Old Wu, why are you so funny? Me too scared to go? Why wouldn't I dare to go?! Isn't this an international joke! Aiyo, this temper of mine, hurry up! Get in the car! I still have to go today! Let's go! Let's go! "He hopped into the front passenger seat of the BMW.
Old Wu: "…"
A few passersby also looked over, wondering what was wrong with this masked man?
The car drove off and arrived at Old Wu's villa in three minutes.
When the car came to a stop, Zhang Ye coughed and lost his imposing manner. "Am I really going in?"
Old Wu smiled and said, "Yes."
"Are all your relatives here?"
"No, only my big sis is here."
"Hai, you should have said so earlier!"
After getting out of the car, Zhang Ye straightened his back. He wasn't afraid of Old Wu's big sis, but he was afraid of Old Wu's parents. If all his relatives were here, Zhang Ye really wouldn't dare to come. It wasn't time yet. With his current status and reputation, Old Wu's family would probably ask him to break up with Old Wu the moment they saw him. Settling Old Wu was only the first step. If he wanted to marry Old Wu, it would still be a lot more difficult.
At home.
The moment Zhang Ye entered the house, he saw a plump figure.
"You're back?" The plump woman looked over.
Old Wu put down the groceries and said, "I brought a friend with me. We bumped into each other on the way here."
Zhang Ye immediately said, "Hello." He had already taken off his mask and glasses.
The plump woman was taken aback. "Aiyo, isn't this Teacher Zhang Ye? Zeqing, so you're friends with Zhang Ye? Why didn't you say so earlier! "
Old Wu said curiously, "Didn't I say so? Wasn't Little Zhang recruited by me to join Peking University? I was also the one who led Little Mo's endorsement for Brain Gold. "
"You …" Zhang Ye opened his mouth but didn't know how to address her. He and Old Wu were in a relationship and no one knew about it. He couldn't possibly call her auntie, could he? The seniority in the family was also a little messy. The woman in front of him had similar features to Wu Zeqing, but she was much older. She should be in her 40s or 50s. He remembered that Old Wu had mentioned before that she was the fourth child in her family. She had two older sisters and an older brother, so this plump woman should be the eldest sister in the family.
Fortunately, the plump woman said, "Just call me Fat Sis. That's what everyone calls me."
She even had an elegant nickname? Zhang Ye said in a slightly reserved manner, "Alright, then I'll call you Fat Sis?"
Old Wu said gently, "You guys chat first. I'll go and prepare the food. There are some dishes that require more work. I'll have to fry them and marinate them first."
Fat Sis waved it off. "Go ahead, go ahead. I want to have a chat with Little Zhang." Then she enthusiastically pulled Zhang Ye over to the sofa and sat him down. "If I knew that you were so close with my sister, I would have invited you over to our house for a meal. You might not know this, but I've watched all of those TV shows of yours, especially The Voice this time. I had a great time watching it. I even watched it online several times. It was simply amazing!"
Zhang Ye said, "Thank you very much for your support."
"How's Qian Pingfan doing? I like him the most. Why didn't he win first place? Is there some sort of shady dealings going on? "
"Fuck, no way!"
"Yeah?"
"An agency has already signed a contract with Little Qian. From what I know, he might be releasing a single soon. You can say that he's officially debuted."
"Are you close with Luo Yu?"
"Yeah."
"They're all saying that she's gay. Is that true?"
"Heh, of course it's not true. They're all just rumors."
Wu Zeqing's big sister was really good at chatting. She could talk about anything under the sun. Coincidentally, Zhang Ye was also the kind of person who was good at chatting. The two of them had similar speaking styles and temperaments. The more they chatted, the more they got along. The entire living room was filled with the sound of Old Wu chopping vegetables and the chatter between Zhang Ye and Fat Sis.
A full hour later.
Fat Sis said, "Little Zhang, you're really a good person. I'm definitely going to be friends with you!"
Zhang Ye also said, "That's for sure. If there's anything in the future, just let me know."
"You don't say, but I might really have something." Fat Sis changed her posture and said directly, "Little Mo, it's that nephew of mine. I can see that the Brain Gold product you endorsed for him is already selling like crazy. In the past, it was just a small health supplement factory that only had a tenth of my company's assets. But thanks to you, it has become a leading company in the health supplement market. That kid, Little Mo, has been talking about getting his company listed every day. As his elder, I'm also feeling a lot of pressure. Little Zhang, why don't you speak on behalf of my company as well? We want to get listed too! "
Zhang Ye did not even think about it. "Sure."
Fat Sis was actually just saying it casually. She did not expect that Zhang Ye would actually accept it. She was slightly taken aback, then said, "I'm serious."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I'm not lying either."
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