I’m Really a Superstar

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

The unit got off work in advance, Mid-Autumn Festival, and put it aside for a while.

Zhang Wei wanted to take another day off tomorrow, so he stayed with the unit for half an hour and recorded the next day's "The Wizard of Oz". Mom came to the phone in the morning and asked him to go there. Zhang Hao naturally followed the instructions, so I went back to the corner to rent a house and wanted to change clothes and dress decently.

As soon as I entered the corridor, I happened to meet Rao Aimin and took the elevator downstairs.

"Hey, the landlord aunt?" Zhang Hao said hello: "Why have you been in the past few days? Why didn't you see you? The rent I gave you the door, I saw it?"

"I saw it, I will wait for you later." Rao Aimin took the garbage bag and threw the garbage bin at the door. Then he took the elevator with Zhang Wei and squinted at him. "Oh, your kid, this time again." Ah, you just took the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry?"

Zhang Yi was proud to say: "Generally."

Rao Aimin bounced a small thread on the arm. "You said that you are fat and you are still breathing. This is what the gang does not understand. What kind of poems are you, come home!"

Zhang Weidao: "Ah? My poem?"

"How do you write, you miss." Rao Ai Min.

"Well, then you give me analysis and analysis, what is wrong, I still don't believe it." Zhang Wei and her lifted the bar, and said that Su Shi's most famous works actually someone can pick out the problem to find out the problem? Isn't this a nonsense? The gangs are all speechless, are you OK? He shook his head and said with deep affection: "When is the moon..."

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201c is a nonsense! When? August 15! Rao Aimin snorted.

Zhang Yiyi sighed, pressed silently and continued: "Tell the wine to ask the sky..."

Rao Aimin interjected: "You still use the question to ask Qingtian? Don't ask it, just ask me, I will tell you that it is August 15!"

Zhang Jian’s head has already seen the black line. “...I don’t know the palace in the sky, what year is it today.”

Rao Aimin once again interrupted: "I am not telling you, today is August 15! 14 years of lunar calendar August 15! Your family has no calendar?"

Zhang Wei: "...%¥#@@#@)(*&!"

Rao Aimin once again showed the essence of the poison tongue. This sharp poem commentary Zhang Wei was heard for the first time, and it was stupid at one time!

your sister!

Cooperating with "Water Melody", why are you understanding 100,000?

Zhang Wei has already been unable to communicate with the landlord aunt who has no literary literacy. He turned to go home and change clothes, and then talked with the landlord, and Zhang Wei estimated that there are only two results, or else he is mad. Going to death, or Su Shi is angry! But think about it, Zhang Wei is also looking forward to having such a master in his fans. If Rao Aimin, the poisonous tongue queen, participates in the Water War, it is definitely a fierce squad. The landlord’s aunt has a thousand people. The fighting power, that is the battlefield that can really play her strength. Well, at this point, the landlord is really a scarce talent!

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Half past five.

It’s still cloudy, watching it rain.

Zhang Wei came to the home of Liuliqiao. This is an old community. It is a bit different from his memory. The community has been brushed once, so the house looks like something new. Obviously, this is also the change of the game ring. With a whole body, many things in this world have been finely adjusted. Well, I don’t know what changes have happened to my relatives at home. This is why Zhang has never dared to come home after work. The reason, because it is strictly calculated, this is not the world he knows all about, and he is afraid of being blind.

upstairs.

The inside door was open, but the security door did not close, and a few sisters laughed and laughed.

Zhang Wei unscrewed the unlocked security door and went in. The first one saw the mother and three aunts who cooked with the kitchen. "Mom, three aunts."

Mom smiled. "Is my son coming?"

The three aunts smiled and said: "Oh, our big star is coming."

"What star, it is a broadcast host, you don't step on me." Zhang Yi said to himself, turned and looked at the sofa over there, "big sister, big aunt, two sisters, three sisters." People say hello, "Are you all here? Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" The second aunt is not there, and I don't know what to do.

"Hey, little."

"I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Look at the advanced house to see your grandfather."

Zhang Wei said a word, then went into the hut, the door closed, and they smoked, smothered the smoke, pushed the door open, and he handed it to the two with the nutrients and health products he had just bought from the supermarket. An old man, "Hey, grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, how are you physically?"

He likes Zhang Hao most. When he looks at him, he pulls him down and sits down. "Well, the body is good, just miss you, why don't you come for a month?"

Grandpa is also very painful, and there is no way. Although Zhang Wei is a grandson, he can be a boy in the juniors here. The old man’s concept is more traditional and he has a soft spot for the boy. Just got to work, how can I be as old as before."

He said: "Hey, how do you buy so many things? How much is it?"

Zhang Xiao smiled and said: "There is not much money, filial piety to your old man, and eat up the body."

"Look at us, how sensible." Emei opened his eyes and smiled.

At this time, there was a shout from the big house, and a few small scorpions were like the lark, and they were clear and nice.

"My brother is here!"

"Brother! Let me glance at me!"

"The big star! I have to pay a visit!"

The three sisters squeezed into the small cabin.

The situation of my mom’s family is more interesting. My mom is the big sister at home.

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The oldest is the longest. There are three younger brothers under the mother, that is, Zhang Wei’s big brother, two squats, and then three children are all girls, and they are also Zhang Wei’s three cousins.

The big sister is called Cao Dan. In his early twenties, he is actually a little younger than Zhang Wei and is studying at university.

The second sister is Cao Yu, who is in high school, and her temper is very straight. Like a boy, she can play.

The third sister is Cao Mengmeng. In the middle school, this little girl is the most mischievous one. It’s all day long, there is no such thing as this Nizi can’t do.

In short, there is no such thing as a good boy.

Zhang Wei saw them and screamed, "Xiao Dan, Xiao Yan, Meng Meng."

The big sister Cao Dan belongs to a few quiet people, and he screams, "Brother."

The second sister and the third sister were not so particular. Cao Yu took a slap in the shoulders of Zhang Wei. "Well, I don't see a star in a few days!"

Look at her, "This child, how can you talk to your brother?"

Cao Mengmeng was so deep, he happily took Zhang’s arm. "I listened to my aunt. I checked it online yesterday. I really found a lot of works. Our school has promoted "Little Bunny". Yesterday, I only knew that it was written by my brother. It’s really amazing. Hey, brother, how much have you made? Quickly and honestly, we have no money to spend, my parents don’t give pocket money, we I can point to you."

money?

Oh, what is the problem!

You are my sister. Can you give me money?

Well, but the money is too hurtful, let's change the topic first!

Zhang Wei opened the topic and chatted with them about other things. There was a big bang in the other side, and they chatted together.

After a brief exchange and set of words, Zhang Wei has already understood the 7788, and his relatives have not changed much, but there are also changes. For example, the school of the younger sister is not the junior high school in his memory. For example, the score of the big sister's college entrance examination is several dozen points higher than the memory. For example, the aunt's work unit has also been replaced by a place where Zhang Hao has no memory. These are small changes for him. After all, the world has become a new place. Many cultural industries have changed, and it is impossible to spread beyond his home. I got to know this, Zhang Hao dared to speak, don't be afraid to make too much mistake.

When I was eating fast, everyone was still talking about Zhang Wei.

"The little sister is having a good future."

“When did Xiao Xiao get involved in the creation? Didn’t you see it before?”

"Yeah, I didn't really see that Xiaoxi had this talent in the past. Even if he suddenly opened up, he couldn't open it so much. I heard the older sister said that Xiaoxi also wrote poems?"

The three aunts have some skeptical tone, but she is not malicious. I really can't understand it, because Zhang Hao is not only conspicuous except for studying a good university. It is too ordinary from small to large, so They have discussed it before. I feel that after Zhang graduated from college, I found a behind-the-scenes job with the radio newspaper, writing and writing files to make up the lights, and I didn’t expect Zhang Wei to find a professional. Now Steadily sat on the broadcast host of the Beijing Radio Station!

Dad didn't talk.

Mom is not very fond of listening, just want to refute.

Suddenly, the second aunt opened the door and brought a pocket of steamed bread in her hand. She went to buy food. When she entered the room, she picked it up and took out two newspapers with her armpits. "Hey, Xiaoxiao got off work." You are going to see you quickly, I just bought the newspaper with the newsstand, Xiao Yan reported it, what is the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry at noon today, Xiao Xiao is the professional writer of the Beijing Association, and took the first name!"

"what?"

"Is there still this?"

"Let's take a look."

"What newspaper? Tabloid?"

Everyone is very surprised.

The second aunt said: "What tabloids are the Beijing Evening News, and one is the Beijing Times, which are big newspapers, and the circulation is big!"

Zhang Wei also glanced sideways. He had just passed the kiosk, but he didn’t buy it because he felt that the noon thing should not be reported in the afternoon. The newspaper was pre-fixed in the past, but it was too late, but who wants it today. He has not seen the specific content.

The third sister Cao Mengmeng grabbed it. "I rely on, brother, you are really famous. I thought it was a little bit of trouble. Is your reputation so big?"

The relatives passed the newspaper on the one hand, and I realized that Zhang Wei was really good.

Grandpa is very pleased, and he is proud of his grandson’s ability.

The mother was proud of her face and began to blow up to her son. "That's what you don't know. Xiao Yan called it awesome. Just said last time, a poem saved a life, and a female college student originally thought." Suicide, the result of listening to my son's poem, immediately did not die, the next day, the whole family still holding the banner, crying, crying to the motherland to my son unit to thank him, and then the fairy tale of the promotion of the capital, watching is an ordinary The story, the actual place is so ordinary, when my son made a "Bunny Bunny", it was the whole country... That was the Education Bureau was shocked, I see the possibility of writing into the primary school textbook, and the last time ......"

For a meal, I heard my mom brag.

Zhang Wei sometimes blushes when she listens, and my heart says that I am so arrogant!