I’m Really a Superstar

the next day.

It was past seven in the morning.

Zhang Ye woke up from the nightmare. When he touched his back, he was all in cold sweat. The back of Qiuyi was wet with sweat. Alas, it was all scared by what happened last night. Not that, Zhang Ye felt more embarrassed, and always felt embarrassed to the extreme.

The door opened.

Mom came in, "Is it up?"

"Ah." Zhang Ye hummed.

The mother said: "Then hurry up and eat breakfast, and I'll go to work later."

Zhang Ye blinked, "I won't go today? Anyway, there are no classes at school. It's the last day, and then it's winter vacation."

Mom said: "Then you have to stand on the last post. Why are you still picking up one day? Quickly get me up for dinner, don't be too lazy to be like a pig, I haven't asked you why you came back so late last night. , Run for two hours? Do you have that physical strength?"

Zhang Ye hurriedly shook his hand, "Don't mention yesterday. When I mention it, I have a headache. I can't get up." He muttered, "Oh, I went for a run so late. Why don't you stop me with my dad? me."

My mother was irritated, "Smelly boy, you are going out to cramp in a cold day, and you blame me and your dad?"

Zhang Ye wanted to cry, "Next time I have to go out at night, you must stop me."

After dinner, Zhang Ye went to work. Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he was afraid of Jing Sheng. To be honest, he didn't want to go to school today. I really don't know what to do after seeing Wu Zeqing. Although the photos have already had results, Principal Wu also spoke, but Zhang Ye's heart was still unreliable. He had passed the talk and promised, but obviously it was not that easy to pass. After all, it was not an ordinary photo.

Peking University.

Zhang Ye drove past the school gate.

The security guard looked at him and greeted him with a smile, "Ms. Zhang early"

"Morning." Zhang Ye said.

There are so many teachers at Peking University, and the security guards certainly don’t recognize them, but Zhang Ye certainly knows him. There are no teachers, students and staff at Peking University who don’t know Zhang Ye. He said: "Today the Chinese Department is decorated with a pile of construction materials. There is a parking space, I suggest you park your car outside."

Zhang Ye immediately turned around, "Go, thank you."

The car stopped outside, and Zhang Ye walked into the main entrance.

When I got out of the car, many passers-by saw him at a glance, and seven or eight people surrounded him.

"It's Zhang Ye"

"Oh, I saw a real person"

"Is this coming to work at Peking University? We need an autograph soon"

Among the few people who came up were old ladies, young and old. There were people of all ages, men and women. Even if they were some first-line stars, there were not a few who had “killed the young and the old” like Zhang Ye. The audience of the average celebrities’ fan groups was relatively To be precise, there is a fixed age group. For example, those who sing in South Korea, the fan group is mainly in their teens, such as the first-line celebrities who make movies in China, the audience is all in their 20s or 30s, or some For the old opera bones, the age of the fan base is even older, generally in their 30s and 40s. But Zhang Ye didn't say that. This staff member said nothing about it. He has been to tell stories about young children, has made "Hundred Schools of Forum", held talk shows, wrote songs, published books, and cursed people. It’s been messed up, so there is no age range for people who like him. They are from four to eighty years old, and they are fairly average.

In the eyes of others, this may be Zhang Ye's disadvantage because his positioning is inaccurate, but Zhang Ye himself feels that this is his advantage, because his goal is different from others, and he wants to be the best in the world. A star artist, accomplishing the task that no one has completed, obviously can't just be limited to the achievement of a fixed young stage, that is meaningless, and will never be the first. Now Zhang Ye is taking a slower route. It’s a little harder, and it’s slower than others’ fame improvement, but it’s down to earth step by step, very stable, and very practical, with a solid foundation. This is how to sharpen knives and not to chop wood by mistake.Although the popularity has increased a little more scattered now, and all industries and fields have been involved, there has not been a huge explosion of popularity in the end, but Zhang Ye is very satisfied, this kind of all ages in all fields The advantage of the fan base will gradually manifest in the future.

"Zhang Ye"

"Sign me"

"Teacher Xiao Zhang, my child likes you so much."

"Mr. Zhang, my dad is a fan of you. He said that your "Lou Meng" is very good. You can take a photo with me. My dad's happiness is broken."

Everyone surrounded him not to let him go.

Zhang Ye didn't worry, he just met everyone's requirements one by one.

However, there are still some passers-by looking at this place strangely. They obviously don't know who Zhang Ye is. In the capital, Zhang Ye is very popular, but it is impossible to reach the point where "no one in the world knows the emperor". The all-round development route of Dongyi Hammer and Xiyibangzi makes him not as impressive as a star artist who only specializes in a certain field and a certain age group through continuous accumulation and repetition. However, Zhang Ye is definitely the most popular and word-of-mouth among artists of his level, and no one can compare him in this respect.

gone.

After signing a good name for the fan, Zhang Ye walked slowly inside. Many students in Peking University greeted him enthusiastically when they saw him. Zhang Ye also said "Good morning" one by one.

The Chinese Department campus is in front.

Sure enough, it was trucks coming and going, pulling a lot of decoration materials.

A group of people were commanding there, and they were busy. Zhang Ye wanted to go directly, but after a glance, his footsteps shivered subconsciously-he saw Wu Zeqing.

The person you don't want to meet

Why did you bump into it when you first came to work?

Zhang Ye suddenly felt that he was a little bit memorable today, and then hurriedly found his way, preparing to go around and pretend not to see her, and sneak over.

Wu Zeqing still wears cheongsam today. It's just a change of color and a navy blue cheongsam. The chest is embroidered with black flowers, and then there is nothing else to decorate. The navy blue clothes are not easy to wear, especially the cheongsam. Ordinary people can't wear it, because it will look older when worn on the body, but when it is worn on Wu Zeqing's body...Well, it is also a bit old. People are at that age, and it is impossible to dress as smartly as a young man, because of heaven. It's cold, and I added a coat to wear outside. It looks good anyway, and the beauty is gentle and moving

Wu Zeqing was standing with a boy who should be about the same age as Zhang Ye. The two of them were talking over there.

Wu Mo felt a little coquettish, "Sister."

Wu Zeqing didn't look at him, supervised the construction materials, smiled and said, "Needless to say, go back to your company, aunty is still busy."

Wu Mo said, "If you are busy, I won't be busy? Is it easy for me to start a company? One or two hundred employees are waiting for me to support me. Please do me a favor, otherwise my company will not be able to survive this year. I have to go bankrupt. Now that the product sales are not as good as each day, I am so anxious to death."

"Lao Zhang, this material won't get wet in the rain, let them move it in. You work hard, go in and take a look." Wu Zeqing directed a few words over there, and then said to his nephew in a gentle manner: "Xiao Mo, the family said that you should It’s also good to study hard, then go to an official career, and do academics. But you don’t listen. You have to start a business before you graduate from university. Now it’s difficult to know? Where is the company so good to run."

Wu Mo said, "I borrowed a lot of money from my parents. If this is lost, how can I raise my head in the future? You must help me with this."

Wu Zeqing casually said: "I still have some money here, not enough for you to fill the hole, and not enough can make you slow down for a while."

Wu Mo don’t want, “Where can I get your money, and it’s not enough. The symptoms are not the root cause. What I want now is sales and performance. This is about to celebrate the New Year. I have already reluctantly spent money and bought one from Beijing TV. A 15-second advertisement. This is your nephew’s last fight. Are you ashamed not to support me? I didn’t ask for anything else. I just want you to tell Teacher Zhang Ye and let him help me. Endorse an advertisement, and then help me plan an advertising plan, it's best, it's best not to ask for too much endorsement fees, ahem."

Huh?

How do you say it to me?

Zhang Ye wanted to walk, but he happened to hear the voices of the two people. Now he can't pretend that he didn't hear them anymore. advertising? Wu Zeqing's nephew?