I’m Really a Superstar

A blink of an eye, the next day.

It was still dark and not bright, just six o'clock in the morning.

Outside the window, I can see one or two grandfathers and aunts getting up early, doing physical exercises outside in the morning, and others have not seen anyone. This is a high-end villa area, and there are not many residents.

Zhang Wei got up from the bed where the old Wu family was lying down, yawning and stretching, how could he not sleep, he was still not used to sleeping with other people's home, changed the bed, always not very energetic, and yesterday from zero I started to photograph her at half past five in the old Wu bedroom. The pictures and pictures of the sheets were taken in the eyes of Zhang Wei, and they were branded in Zhang Min’s mind.

In the last toilet, I washed my face. After I went out, I glanced at it lightly. There was no movement upstairs and downstairs. Lao Wu obviously still slept. According to the seven or eight hours of sleep, Wu’s sister also got Sleeping until about eight o'clock will start, Zhang Wei quietly went to the first floor to find some tea, took a little boiling water, brewed a pot of tea and got the study, not ready to sleep again, but opened the computer on the desk.

Start writing books.

"Wu Chuan".

Chapter VII:

Tang Xuanzang returned to the hut.

That fish is still in the tank.

"How is this wet on the ground, you must be naughty again" Xuanzang smiled and said to Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong smiled at the tail, and she found that she was willing to make a fish, as long as she could stay with him.

When I wrote this book yesterday, Zhang Wei had some expectations. Now the future is uncertain, and the seal-killing is a high-level artist who is on the middle of the third-line star. It is not the small public figure before. He is a star of this level. It needs a lot of popular supplements to stay at this level, because the artists on his level before and after are not dead, not Zhang Yi, a person will grow popularity, everyone will, everyone They are all fighting, so Zhang Wei’s position is not the same, the ranking is not constant, but it will be greatly reduced. Zhang Wei naturally wants to try to maintain it first, and also gives hope to Wukong Biography. Asking for this book will allow you to go further, just to maintain your exposure and word of mouth, so that the rankings will not fall.

Now it seems that the goal has been achieved, and far beyond his expectations. Yesterday’s smashing battle, "Wukong Chuan" has become popular. If you write this book yesterday, it is still largely for Wu Zeqing. Write the meaning, then today, Zhang Wei is writing for himself.

噼里啪啦

The keyboard sounds one after another.

In the morning, the situation was normal. This chapter was written slower than yesterday. Fortunately, I also finished writing it. After searching for the typos, Zhang Wei immediately uploaded it to the blog.

Some netizens have been waiting for it.

"Ah, it came out."

"I refreshed and I finally came."

"Haha, wait for me to die, I will see first."

"Reading the fun"

"very good"

"Mr. Zhang has not sent out, I am anxious to die."

The battle has basically subsided. The message area of ​​Zhang Wei’s blog is in ruins. I can see the tragic situation of yesterday’s war. Of course, there are also some people who are still unwilling to continue to squat, but the scattered and scattered can’t be scaled. This battle has come to an end.

Most of the rest of the people who went to blog on the morning were waiting for "Wu Chuan".

Some people even shouted: "Rely, today, Laozi is only Valentine's Day, just wait for you to update with your family."

Ok?

Valentine's Day?

After seeing the message, Zhang Wei was awkward and took out the date of the mobile phone. It wasn't it. It was just a year before, and today is February 14th. It has already opened. However, I didn’t react at this glance. I continued to work hard to write the eighth chapter, because for an angry youth, how could Zhang Wei go to a foreigner’s Valentine’s Day, and live a republic’s own traditional Chinese Valentine’s Day. almost.

One thousand words.

Two thousand words.

The eighth chapter was also written. Zhang Hao’s feel came and the speed was getting faster. However, after the release, he was ready to take a break. The reason was that his hands were a bit sour. He wrote too many words in one breath yesterday, but he didn’t feel it at the time. After sleeping, my fingers felt uncomfortable. In addition, I took photos of Wu Zeqing in the middle of the night. This position is also the angle. I don’t know how many times I pressed the shutter, which is enough.

Open the window and breathe a sigh of relief.

More than seven o'clock, the sky is gradually lit up, no seeing the sun, but can see the light, the earth is reviving, the small tree sprouts, and the scene is full of vitality.

Outside the hallway, there is sound.

It’s a woman’s voice, “Xiao Zhang?”

Zhang Hao was busy turning back to the doorway: "Sister Wu, I am here with you." Pulling up the window, he quickly walked over to open the door, but just walked one meter in front of the door and the door opened.

Wu Zeqing’s figure was revealed. She was wearing a flesh-colored silk sling pajamas, but the hem was long, and the knees were still down. The upper body was also covered with a white sweater with a cardigan, so in addition to the neckline. Vaguely can see a ditch outside, and other places have not let Zhang Yan eyes on what is cheap. It can be seen that Lao Wu just woke up and his hair was not neat.

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "Are you awake?"

"Just blinking, I also told you to get up and get ready for breakfast. When you look at the room, no one, how come you come to the study room?" she said.

Zhang Weidao: "I just wrote two chapters of novels."

Wu Zeqing said: "Get up and work so early?"

Zhang Hao nodded. "It’s getting up early today. If you wake up, you can’t sleep.”

"Well, then you can write it, the older sister will do something early, hungry?" Wu Zeqing smiled. "Up to ten minutes, you can eat."

"Don't write, I also go downstairs." Zhang Wei followed her behind the study.

When I passed the second bedroom, I glanced inside, Zhang Wei. "Hey, how do you put the quilt on it, oh, let me rely on me, forget it." The quilt and pillows in the house are neat. Even, he took the coffee cup as an ashtray to annihilate the cigarette butt. Lao Wu didn’t know when to pack it up. Zhang Wei felt a little embarrassed, eating people’s homes, and making people’s old Wu stacks. Hey

Wu Zeqing did not care about this nephew and walked downstairs.

Zhang Wei looked at her gentle back behind her, and she tried to stop her words several times. After a few times, she braved enough courage. In the end, she didn’t say anything. The face was red, but don’t look at it. Anyone who dares to swear, but really meets lesbians, especially some beautiful lesbians, is often more cautious. A lot of my heart, Zhang Huan wanted to say when he took pictures of Lao Wu in the middle of the night, and as it is now, he couldn’t open his mouth. There is no more than a few days to reduce the difficulty of five times. The duration of the six-day period is more than three days. If you don’t take advantage of this time, you will get the old Wu and her confession. There will be no chance in the future.

How big is the difference between the two?

It’s not too much to use one day.

Lao Wu has a successful career. He is already in a high position in his thirties. What about himself? It looks like the scenery, in fact, the business is just getting started. Old Wu looks beautiful, especially the figure, the chest, from top to bottom, from the inside out, the beauty is scary, what about yourself? General, handsome is not. Old Wu character is good, will take care of people, can respect people, all aspects are considered very comprehensive, myself? Everyday troubles, offending people everywhere, not cooking, not caring for people, and being lazy. Oh, don’t say it, it’s all tears.

"Boiled eggs?"

"All right."

"Well, I am hot again."

Downstairs, Wu Zeqing began to work.

Zhang Wei can't help, just watching it, and wondering in the heart what kind of way to express it in a confession? Heroic? Still frank?

The phone rings.

It is the phone of Lao Wu.

She looked at the call and smiled and picked it up, "Director Wang."

Zhang Wei was close, and heard some, the opposite is a male voice, it sounds like a 30-year-old, not too young, not too old, "Mr. Wu, I heard that it is going to rise?"

She said: "Peace."

The other side said: "Where are you going?"

She said: "South, it's still not fixed."

The other party was silent for a moment. "Today Valentine's Day, do you have time? I invite you to have a meal."

Zhang Hao’s ear was suddenly erected. I rely on it. Who is this surnamed Wang? Dare to blame the buddies' corners?

Just listen to Wu Zeqing and smiled: "Next time, today is a bit of a thing."

That person said: "Anyone?"

She said: "Oh, not that it is, but it must be impossible to go. It’s the same when you have a meal. When I go, I will meet a few old friends and gather together."

The man had to say, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, hey, the doorbell suddenly rang.

There is a male voice outside in the yard: "Express."

Wu Zeqing used to open the door.

The courier saw Wu Zeqing, but it was amazing, stayed, and said: "Ms. Wu is it? Your courier, please sign."

"Okay, thank you." Wu Zeqing signed, and took a look back, it is a large box of foreign chocolate, or a heart-shaped, it is not cheap at first glance.

As a result, the courier had just left the front foot, and the back foot came to a flower shop, holding two large bouquets of roses, one is red, and the other is blue, let Wu Zeqing sign.

Wu Zeqing’s expression has not changed. “Is it all mine?”

The florist female employee said: "It's all yours. We received two orders yesterday. I noticed that when I shipped the goods today, the address and the name are all here, so I sent it together, cough, this is Mr. Zhang sent you, this is the one sent by Mr. Liu, you sign two names."

It's not a coincidence, because this flower shop is the largest one near Taoranting, and it is quite famous, so the two people accidentally booked the same one, all online. The female employee of the flower shop was still wondering before coming. She rarely encountered this kind of thing. After seeing Wu Zeqing’s appearance and temperament, she suddenly realized that it was not surprising. So beautiful woman, if still If you are not married, don't say that two people have sent flowers, and dozens of people have not sent much.

Wu Zeqing signed, "Thank you."

Zhang Wei was screaming at the side of his heart, and he had already smashed the gang of people who had sent it, and it’s too deceiving.

Must be confession today

have to

Otherwise, Wu may be able to rob the old Wu.