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Chapter 478 I want to write a poem to praise you

For Cheng Hao, basic piano theory is not a difficult task, and playing musical instruments is even less difficult.

When she was in elementary school, she learned calligraphy, piano, flute, and dance.

It may be because the Chen family really didn't have any inherited musical cells, so she was basically intermittent in these aspects, and in the end, she basically ended up with a failure.

Of course, some people also think that learning these things is too expensive and families cannot afford it.

What really made her shine was her learning experience in the young reporter class.

The experience in the young reporter specialty class cultivated Cheng Hao's fearless stage personality in primary school, and he began to stand out in the primary school community in Qingdao. After entering junior high school, Cheng Hao was unstoppable and fully explored his stage talent. He was very good at hosting and giving speeches at various primary and secondary school student evening parties.

At a young age, he was able to earn appearance fees from Qingdao local TV and radio stations to support his family.

From this perspective, her plan to sell all her NetEase stocks, become a teacher, and live a quiet and wealthy life is not without confidence. She is indeed talented in lecturing and hosting.

Even when she applied for university, her first choice was not the Central Academy of Drama, but the Imperial Capital Broadcasting Academy.

Because her initial goal was not to become an actress, but to become a famous host, and it would be even better if she could join CCTV...

The reason why she went to the Central Academy of Drama was because a teacher she knew well thought that she had a great talent for acting. This made Cheng Hao, who was skeptical, choose the Central Academy of Drama. Then, because she didn't understand the acting courses and her learning progress was slow at the beginning, she tried hard to catch up later. Then, she met Zhou Yi——

This big boy actually went to the Central Academy of Drama to "hunt" at the beginning.

"You're a quick learner, have you practiced this before?"

With his head slightly tilted against the wall, Zhou Yi looked at the woman who went from being "clumsy" to gradually becoming "familiar" under his hands-on teaching. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but his eyes were full of smiles.

"No."

At this moment, Cheng Hao, who had bet all the honors and praises of his short acting career, looked up and looked at him, his lips curled up with joy beyond words: "I can't play the piano, but I did sign up for a dance specialty class in the first semester of the fourth grade of elementary school."

In the first semester of the third grade, I learned calligraphy; in the first semester of the fourth grade, I learned dance; in the second semester of the fourth grade, I learned flute; in the first semester of the fifth grade, I learned journalism. After omitting the piano specialty class, Cheng Hao’s main focus is to tell the truth.

"Really?"

"Of course, it's more real than pearls."

Cheng Hao felt that he had said enough, so in order to avoid revealing his true colors, he immediately pretended to check the time. He stood up and smoothed his slightly scattered hair on his forehead, saying in a very natural tone, "It's getting late, you should take a shower and go to bed early, don't stay up late.

"It has rained heavily in the past few days and the temperature has dropped. Staying up late can easily lead to colds and sore throats. Yanzi was one of them."

"You know me. Whenever I'm sick, I always enjoy eating." Zhou Yi shrugged without comment.

“That’s why we should pay more attention.”

The hands that left the piano were probably because of a guilty conscience, and they unconsciously moved behind his back. While speaking, Cheng Hao subconsciously stood on tiptoe and moved twice on the spot. His eyebrows curved into crescents in an instant: "Then remember to wash the dishes and pots, big star."

"Huh? You won't help me wash?" Zhou Yi pretended to be surprised when he heard that.

"I'm not your babysitter, Zhou Yi."

Cheng Hao pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly, and smiled: "Well, good night?"

Zhou Yi paused for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Good night."

At 11:47 in the morning in the imperial capital, in the master bedroom of the upstairs suite of Zhou Yi's house, Sun Yanzi, who was sleeping soundly with a giant pink bear as tall as a person in his arms, seemed to be dreaming of something delicious. He smacked his lips twice and made a muffled "hum hum" sound in his throat.

The legs that were bent and resting on the stuffed bear moved, and then she turned over in her sleep.

The rustling sound of turning over broke the silence. After a soft snore, Sun Yanzi, who was lying on her back, fell asleep again. For a while, the only sound in the room was her even breathing, with only the bubbles on her nose indicating a deep sleep.

The next day.

When the invisible bubble of deep sleep was pierced by the vigorous sunlight in the early morning, Sun Yanzi woke up from his sleep and immediately struggled with his eyelids a few times before slowly opening his eyes...

"Uh-huh?"

Did I forget to draw the curtains when I went to bed last night?
Or was it Zhou Yi who pulled it open as a prank to prevent me from sleeping in?
Many impolite ideas popped up in his sleepy head. He looked at the time. Sun Yanzi, who had just gotten up from bed after staying in bed for fifteen minutes, put on his slippers and went to wash up, soon received a call from Cheng Hao.

"Are you awake? It's time to come down for dinner, Yanzi." "Right away, right away. I'm washing up."

After quickly washing up and drying his face, Sun Yanzi ran downstairs to Cheng Hao's house.

During the three months she stayed at home due to SARS, her mouth became completely spoiled.

"Wow! Cheng Hao, I love you so much!"

When entering Cheng Hao's restaurant, Sun Yanzi automatically ignored Zhou Yi who was reading the newspaper, and directly hugged Cheng Hao who was arranging the dishes, and said: "I can't imagine how I will live without your food in the future."

"It's not that exaggerated."

Cheng Hao, who was praised so much, kept exaggerating, but the smile on his brows never stopped.

Sun Yanzi pulled out a chair with a smile: "It's true. If I were a poet, I would write a poem specifically for you to express my gratitude and admiration for you."

“So you’re not a poet.”

Zhou Yi, who was reading a newspaper, folded half of the page and glanced at the woman who was groaning and biting her chopsticks: "Otherwise it would somewhat undermine the meaning of the word."

Sun Yanzi, who was barefoot, smiled and kicked his calf lightly: "Go to hell, this is what I really think, okay? Unlike you, who has no conscience and doesn't even show any expression."

"Everyone can say nice things."

Zhou Yi imitated her tone and said, "I am not a poet, but I can write a poem for her. What about you? You don't have any sincerity at all."

"..."

???

"You really should sit at the same table with the sparrows on the telephone poles outside, chirping without control and talking nonsense all the time." After taking a bite of a fresh big meat bun that stuffed his cheeks, Sun Yanzi pointed to the vague shadow of the telephone pole outside the window.

"Stop slandering me. I'm telling you, your good days are over."

Zhou Yi snorted twice with pride and threw the newspaper in front of her: "If you don't believe me, just look for yourself."

Sun Yanzi glanced down and said, "Saddam is ready—"

"Ahem, it's the other way around. Turn it over and look at the other side."

"The Ministry of Health announced that the Imperial Capital SARS Prevention and Control Headquarters will be disbanded..."

?

Sun Yanzi, who was eating and drinking, widened his eyes in disbelief after seeing the front-page news. He then rubbed his eyes and looked again to make sure he was not mistaken...

June 2003, 6, Children's Day.

The imperial capital, which had been in a state of panic for three months, was finally under control. SARS was also brought under control and its growth was zero. With the disbandment of the SARS Prevention and Control Command Center as a benchmark, the entire city began to gradually return to its former passionate development.

However, Sun Yanzi, who was very happy about this at the first time, immediately thought of his own situation...

In order to be lazy, she had been playing tricks a lot in the past three months, and even Chen Zeshan couldn't make her do anything. And now, she no longer had any reason to refuse Chen Zeshan openly...

More importantly, this also means that his days of living a fairy-like life with Cheng Hao are over.

Ah this...

When Sun Yanzi thought of this, he suddenly felt that the bun in his hand was not so fragrant anymore, and his face drooped like a cat, looking depressed.

It was also on this day that the public service advertisement shot by Zhou Yi and Yu Hua began to be broadcast on TV -

“Every question you get wrong, every point you lose, is actually for the purpose of meeting the right person;
"Every question you answer correctly and every point you get is for the sake of meeting a better self..."

In this public service announcement edited to 1 minute and 10 seconds, Zhou Yi in front of the camera said some stress-relieving and encouraging words that were refreshing to countless candidates, parents and even the society.

(End of this chapter)