Chapter 140 (Part 1)

In addition to visiting Changsha City, these fans usually talk about Zhang Shaoyu in the room, and even those excited fans sang Zhang Shaoyu's representative works in the room. Many fans who did not buy tickets were inquired about it. The tickets worth 300 yuan per ticket were hyped up by scalpers to 600 or 700. The fans still rush to it. No wonder some media lamented that Zhang Shaoyu is really a mobile money printing machine, and with him, it is the guarantee of box office. He is really the most commercially valuable star in the mainland, and even the whole of China.

At this moment, Zhang Shaoyu was invited by CCTV to participate in the Art Life program, becoming the youngest interviewee since the show was launched. In the program, Zhang Shaoyu revealed many little-known things, including his family, his education, and his debut.

In the show, Zhang Shaoyu generously stated that he came from a not-so-rich family, and his parents worked. He was just a college student and had been punished when he was in school. All this is undoubtedly a taboo for today's celebrities.

Haven't you seen it? Many celebrities all declared in unison that their family was born very good, such as father was the boss, mother was the professor, and that they had a high degree of education. However, Zhang Shaoyu was able to face TV audiences and tell his life stories calmly. He was really a kind person. Compared with those celebrities who were full of lies, it was much better.

These days, something unpleasant happened. A fan of Zhang Shaoyu, who liked him so much, claimed to see Zhang Shaoyu in front of the building of JACKY Communication Corporation, where Zhang Shaoyu was a agency, and even threatened to commit suicide.

The staff of JACKY Communication Corporation and even Zhang Shaoyu's agent VICKY were ineffective in persuasion, and in desperation, they had to call the police. Afterwards, the fan was taken away by the police, but the news spread like wildfire and was reported by the media.

Zhang Shaoyu took time out of his busy schedule and accepted an interview with a media outlet, expressing his opinion on the matter. He said that fans' love for him is his motivation. But he hopes that fans will respect themselves, cherish their lives, and not do extreme things.

He also said that he is just a service provider, and his duty is to entertain the public, and he is not an amazing person. The behavior of this fan is irresponsible to himself, and he hopes that such things will not happen again in the future. In addition, he himself will never pay attention to such people who are irresponsible to him.

Once the news was published, Zhang Shaoyu's words and deeds received unanimous praise. Some media even called him a "qualified idol", which was enough to be an example for young people.

The phone ringing rang for a long time, but no one answered it. Yang Tingyao called out a few times, but Zhang Shaoyu didn't answer. She had to pick up Zhang Shaoyu's cell phone from the bed and answer it.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, what are you doing these days? Where is my theme song? Have you written it?" A man's voice came from the phone.

Yang Tingyao replied: "I'm sorry, Zhang Shaoyu is not here now. Is there anything you have?"

The other party was obviously surprised that a woman answered the phone, but after a moment, she laughed again: "Oh, that's it, so please tell me Zhang Shaoyu, I am Zhang Jizong, he promised to write the theme song for me a new drama a few days ago, why is there no movement?"

When Yang Tingyao heard that it was the big director, she didn't dare to neglect it. She quickly replied: "Okay, I will tell him."

"Sorry, I'm disturbing." The other party's tone was a little strange. After saying this, he hung up the phone. Put down his phone and Yang Tingyao smiled. Shaoyu is really famous now, and even a big director like Zhang Jizong has asked him to write songs. Alas, where did this kid go? Wasn't he still in the house just now?

At this moment, footsteps came from behind. Yang Tingyao turned around and Zhang Shaoyu walked in with a relaxed look on his face. He sighed while walking: "Oh, it's so satisfying!"

"Where have you gone?" Yang Tingyao asked.

"Just go to the toilet." Zhang Shaoyu laughed, Yang Tingyao couldn't help but smile bitterly, remembering the phone call just now, and said to him: "A director Zhang called you just now and asked what the theme song you wrote for him?"

Zhang Shaoyu slapped his forehead when he heard this: "Oh, I'm too busy these days, I forgot about this matter! It's over, his "The Legend of the Deer" has been almost done, so I have to hurry up."

Seeing this, Yang Tingyao hurriedly said to him: "Then go quickly, promise others what they want to do."

Zhang Shaoyu nodded and went straight into the music room. Yang Yaoting knew that when people like them were doing creation, they didn't like anyone to disturb them the most, so she tiptoed over and closed the door for him.

Sweeping the floor, wiping dust, and washing clothes, Yang Tingyao does what a woman should do. Zhang Shaoyu is a bachelor, and the bachelor's home is inevitably a bit messy and dirty, even though he is a big star.

After finishing the housework, I checked the time. It was ten o'clock in the evening. Is Shaoyu hungry? I ate dinner too early, so I have to prepare some midnight snack for him. After rummaging through the refrigerator for a long time, I found some ingredients. Yang Tingyao decided to cook eight-treasure porridge for Zhang Shaoyu. He used to like this one.

The man works hard in the room, and the woman prepares midnight snacks in the kitchen, and everything seems so peaceful and harmonious.

Seeing the porridge in the pot churned with heat, Yang Tingyao, wearing an apron, showed a comfortable smile on her face. She had been separated for a long time and was tortured by lovesickness. She finally hoped to have the opportunity to get together. I don’t know when this kind of life will last.

My parents have asked several times and have called Zhang Shaoyu's home. The elders of both sides are very satisfied with them and are all determined to let them get married as soon as possible. But Shaoyu has never expressed any opinions on this matter. He is a woman, so it is impossible for him to take the initiative to raise it.

I am twenty-six years old, and in a few years, I will become a thirty-year-old girl. If I don’t get married, I’m afraid...

Thinking of this, Yang Tingyao shook her head. Shaoyu was too busy now, so she would tell him when he had time, otherwise it would only increase his pressure.

After the porridge was cooked, Yang Tingyao served a bowl and blew it with her mouth for a long time. It was estimated that the temperature was almost the same, so she carefully carried it to Zhang Shaoyu's music room.

"Shaoyu, can I come in?" Yang Tingyao asked softly after knocking on the door.

"Come in." Zhang Shaoyu's voice came from inside. Yang Tingyao then pushed open the door and walked in. She saw Zhang Shaoyu sitting in front of the piano platform, looking at the piano in a daze, as if she had encountered some problems.

"Come on, Shaoyu, I have cooked eight-treasure porridge for you, and eat it while it's hot." Yang Tingyao said softly.

Zhang Shaoyu seemed to be immersed in his creation and whispered: "Please put it next to me, I'll eat it later."

Yang Tingyao said oh, put the porridge beside her, and was turning around and going out, but Zhang Shaoyu grabbed her hand.

"Sit with me." Zhang Shaoyu looked at her and smiled. Yang Tingyao nodded and sat down beside Zhang Shaoyu. Zhang Shaoyu had one hand and held her waist very naturally. When he was in school, as long as two people sat together, Zhang Shaoyu was always used to hugging her like this.

Yang Tingyao didn't say anything, but the smile on her face became even stronger.

"Oh, I encountered a bottleneck and composed a song, but I always felt that it was not very good." Zhang Shaoyu's eyes fell on the piano again.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tingyao put one hand on Zhang Shaoyu's shoulder and comforted him: "Don't be anxious. If you create something like this, don't force yourself when you don't have any feelings."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shaoyu suddenly turned his head and had a strange smile on his face: "I seem to feel it."

"Do you feel it? So fast?" Yang Tingyao asked strangely, but the smile on Zhang Shaoyu's face became more and more strange, as if it was implying something. Suddenly, she suddenly realized. She nodded Zhang Shaoyu's forehead and cursed with a smile: "You guy!"

It turned out that the two were very close at this time, and Yang Tingyao's whole body was almost pressed against Zhang Shaoyu. No wonder he said he felt it. This guy always had no formal appearance.

"Hey, you really misunderstood me this time. I really found the feeling. As soon as you sit next to me, the feeling will come immediately." Zhang Shaoyu said seriously, with a serious expression, and there seemed to be no intention of joking.

Yang Tingyao was still skeptical. Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyu explained: "Look, in Director Zhang's play, Wei Xiaobao has seven wives, who are hugging each other and enjoying the blessings of all the people. As the saying goes, what do you want to do with flowers? At first, I couldn't grasp this feeling, but as soon as you come and lean on me, the feeling comes."

Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Yang Tingyao immediately smiled and said, "Since you have found the feeling, just write it seriously, I'll go out first." After that, he stood up.

Who knew that Zhang Shaoyu pulled her back: "Don't, I'm afraid I won't feel anything when you leave, so you just sit next to me and watch me create. By the way, I'll taste it as an audience member, how do you feel?"

Yang Tingyao agreed, and Zhang Shaoyu raised his hands and pressed the keys. Yang Tingyao listened intoxicatedly. At first, the music sounded like a small gurgling stream, refreshing the heart, as if he had come to a paradise. The green mountains and green waters complemented each other, and the love between men and women was lingering.

Suddenly, the sound of music was like the roaring waves of the sea, flowing endlessly. It became more and more rapid and exciting, making people listen, as if they were at the forefront of the storm, turning the tide with their strength, and roaring to the sky. A heroic spirit! Even when my daughter heard it, she couldn't help but sigh that "being a hero is a hero, and death is a hero"!

"How is it? Doesn't it feel okay?" Zhang Shaoyu had already finished playing, moved his hands away, and smiled proudly at Yang Tingyao.

After a while, Yang Tingyao came to her senses and sighed: "It sounds nice, it sounds really nice. Just like that..."

Zhang Shaoyu glared at him and smiled and said, "What do you look like?"

"By the way, it's like a Smiling and Proud Wanderer! Yes, it's that feeling! A laugh from the sea, the waves on both sides of the shore, the ups and downs are floating and rising, and I only remember the present day." Yang Tingyao seemed a little excited.

Zhang Shaoyu laughed: "Haha, that's all. The theme song of the martial arts drama is what you want!"

Yang Tingyao looked at Zhang Shaoyu's smug appearance, stretched out her hand and gently stroked his face: "Shaoyu, your name as a musical talent is not blown out, it's so talented."

"That's right, didn't you read the newspaper? If you talk about the two talents of Chinese music today, one is..."

"Damn it, you're fat, you're really panting! Tell you, don't be proud. If a person is proud, he will easily become arrogant and annoying. Do you know? And..." Yang Tingyao took out her sister's identity and warned Zhang Shaoyu. But halfway through, he didn't say anything, because she found that Zhang Shaoyu looked at her with a strange look.

Like, like some attachment, some reluctance, and some...

"Shaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?" Yang Tingyao asked strangely.

Zhang Shaoyu gently pulled her hands, held them in his palm, and looked at them in a daze. After a long time, he heard him whisper: "Tingyao, you said, if you can stay by my side for the rest of your life, warn me and remind me, how good would it be?" His tone was low and he was a little sad.

Yang Tingyao smiled sweetly, held his hands, and chuckled, "Silly, of course I will stay with you all my life. When you do something wrong, remind you, remind you, comfort you and encourage you when you are sad and disappointed. This is my responsibility, do you understand? Do you want to have me by your side for the rest of your life?"

However, Zhang Shaoyu suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Of course I am willing, you are too careful."

Yang Tingyao was stunned. Is it something wrong for the person surnamed Zhang? It would be fine if Zhang Li felt it was wrong, but Shaoyu was also shocked and furious now. However, she didn't think much about it. It was probably because Zhang Shaoyu was too busy and under too much pressure recently.

"Oh! The eight treasure porridge is cold!" Suddenly, Yang Tingyao screamed. Zhang Shaoyu was stunned and then smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. You can eat it even if it is cold. As long as it is something you make, I like it." After that, he reached out.

Yang Tingyao slapped his hand, picked up the bowl of eight-treasure porridge and walked out: "It hurts the stomach if you eat it coldly. Your stomach is not good at all. I'll heat it up."

Zhang Shaoyu kept watching Yang Tingyao walk out, looking at her back, and his expression became solemn.

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