You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 331

Chapter 331 This is my first birthday

The new house is not finished yet.

So Zhou Yang is still living in that room, which is not dilapidated, but it is indeed an ordinary to excessive room.

In other words, a temporary dormitory.

Pushing the door open, you can vaguely hear a slight "crunch" between the door and the door frame.

Old furniture, old incandescent lamps.

Aside from the messy books and pages of messy manuscripts on the desk not far away, the house was so tidy that it didn't look like a single man's place at all.

"Boss An, just leave it here."

"it is good."

Outside the house.

The blood-red sunset finally faded in the night, and above the sky in the distance, the stars gradually shined, and the night scene was extremely beautiful.

Through the window, An Xiao saw dim street lamps lit up in the alley in the distance.

Pedestrians flowed endlessly, with different expressions.

She carefully placed the cake on the table, then looked at Zhou Yang, who was wearing an apron and walked into the kitchen.

"Mr. An, you can wait here for a while, there are a few dishes..."

"No hurry, take your time."

There was a "puchi" sound in the kitchen and the "whistle" sound of the range hood.

Zhou Yang finished cutting the vegetables, put the vegetables in the pot, and then started to stir fry.

The rush of time has changed a lot of things, but Zhou Yang's smile is still as honest and sincere as before, but his voice shows a bit of confidence and is no longer as humble as it used to be.

An Xiao did not sit down, but walked slowly to Zhou Yang's desk and saw a book.

"Lens Language", "Philosophical Thinking", "Script Art", "Film Study Thinking"…

Next to a book, there are various reading notes and comprehension experiences written. When he turned to the back, An Xiao also saw the marks he did not understand in the book.

Zhou Yang is getting busier and busier.

But he never seemed to stop to learn.

And the learning content also started from a simple entry-level, and gradually reached the entrance. There are even many art books that students in professional colleges do not want to read.

He has been making silent progress.

An Xiao, who was going to take a quick glance, suddenly saw a familiar book, it seemed to be a diary?

The image of Zhou Yang beating Xu Xiaoming in the recording studio appeared in her mind, and it seemed that Zhou Yang was angered by a similar diary.

do not know…

What will be written in the new diary?

She glanced at the kitchen subconsciously.

The sound of stir-frying in the kitchen continued, and it seemed that it would take a little while before the dishes were served.

She looked around again and saw that there was no surveillance around.

She finally bowed her head slightly. Although her expression was as cold as ever, a faint red glow appeared on her cheeks for some reason.

hesitated for a while, reached out and touched the diary, but at the moment when she was about to open it, she finally stopped.

She withdrew her hand, glanced at the busy figure in the kitchen again, and then sat quietly on the chair by the table, no other movement.

Human beings are rational animals. Although there is a desire to explore, many things cannot be done.

Time passed little by little.

Plates of dishes were brought up. The dishes are very ordinary, but the combination of meat and vegetables is also very beautiful.

Zhou Yang was sweating profusely, and then wiped his face with a towel.

"Aren't you going to install an air conditioner in the lobby?"

"I'm thinking about moving, it's a waste to install air conditioners..." Zhou Yang smiled awkwardly: "Mr. An, where did you buy this cake, it looks very delicate."

"You can buy it at the cake shop." An Xiao looked away and replied, "Put in a candle?"

"Oh, okay, do you want to turn off the light?" Zhou Yang opened the cake box, hesitated for a moment, and looked at the incandescent lamp that was on.

"Close it."

"it is good."

The cake was taken apart.

The packaging is beautiful on the outside, but the cake inside is not well done. Although it is flat, Zhou Yang can see at a glance that the cream is not evenly beaten. Maybe it is because of the rush or bumps. The cake embryo looks a little broken. …

An Xiao saw this scene, her lips trembled slightly, then subconsciously moved her gaze to the switch, stood up silently and turned off the light.

Zhou Yang learned how to celebrate a birthday on TV, and lit candles one by one, no more or no less, just twenty-six, almost filling the whole cake.

Under the light, the candlelight was bright, warm and warm. Seeing Zhou Yang staring at the candlelight, An Xiao's eyes were slightly dazed, as if he was remembering something.

"Happy Birthday."

"Wish, you, wish you a happy birthday..."

Zhou Yang heard the voice.

has always been very cold, and An Xiao, who seems not to eat fireworks, actually sang a birthday song jerky in front of Zhou Yang.

In the singing, her pretty face was slightly red, but her expression was very firm.

Zhou Yang's heart trembled slightly when he listened to the song, only to feel that his breath became more and more sour, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he only felt that in the dark world, there was only An Xiao's face.

"Thank you Mr. An..."

He finally said these words, but his voice was extremely dry and slightly hoarse, and the circles of his eyes gradually turned red. He only felt that complex emotions were attacking like an overwhelming sea of emotions, which instantly drowned his sight.

He didn't cry when he was working hard and was pushed to the limit by life.

When a loved one passed away, he was very strong in grief and did not cry.

Standing in a bright place and being watched by everyone, I didn't cry.

Loneliness pervades the former him, like a hurried spectator in this world.

The sky and the earth are big, but they are like duckweed drifting with the current, not knowing where to go or where to go.

"Happy Birthday."

At this moment, in An Xiao's singing, Zhou Yang seemed to feel an unprecedented warmth, which lingered in his chest for a long time and never dissipated.

His eyes were blurry, and after wiping it a few times, he still couldn't control the burst of emotion.

"Thank you, thank you, this is my...I...I...first birthday in this world, and also the first cake...means a lot!"

Candlelight was burning, reflecting on that face.

An Xiao, who was singing, suddenly choked up, and her heart trembled slightly.

She felt an unprecedented sense of distress.

Along the way, what kind of cold night did he experience, and how long did he endure the loneliness?

Zhou Yang's profile appeared in front of An Xiao...

She found herself suddenly unable to sing.

"Make a wish."

"it is good."

Birthday wishes are actually very naive, and few adults believe this.

However, Zhou Yang still nodded, folded his hands and closed his eyes, and began to meditate very religiously.

Outside the house.

The noise and the sound of cars came one after another.

The house is very quiet.

An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang. At this moment, she was very eager to know what Zhou Yang wished.

"All right."

"Blow out the candles."

"OK!"

The candle was blown out.

The room became dark, An Xiao went to turn on the light.

For a moment, the light of the incandescent lamp made Zhou Yang unable to open his eyes for a moment.

"Tast the cake."

"Okay, Mr. An, try it first." With that said, Zhou Yang tore open the package of the cake knife.

The cake was cut, and Zhou Yang specially handed the piece with cherries on it to An Xiao.

An Xiao did not eat immediately after taking it, but stared at Zhou Yang. Immediately afterwards, under An Xiao's slightly nervous and expectant gaze, Zhou Yang took a bite, and then seemed to enjoy it, reminiscing about something.

"It's delicious, Mr. An, you can eat it too, and I'll serve you a meal after eating."

"it is good."

After seeing Zhou Yang's expression, she also took a bite.

The cake is not delicious…

Because the cream was not well-made, the cake was a little greasy. The cake embryo was good, but it was still very different from the cakes that An Xiao had eaten before.

She was a little disappointed.

Cake is a failure.

"Eat less."

"It's okay, it's delicious, especially delicious..." Zhou Yang ate with relish, as if he was enjoying the best food in the world.

After the cake was eaten, the two chatted about things in the entertainment industry, the preparations for the movie, and the major challenges facing Hollywood in May.

Although it was business affairs, it seemed that there was no difference from the previous chats, but somehow the distance between the two of them seemed not so far away.

seems to be getting very close, very close…

"Zhou Yang, I will be here on every birthday of yours in the future."

The night wind is blowing, and the starry sky is bright in the distance.

seemed to hesitate for a long time.

An Xiao looked at Zhou Yang seriously and said this.

The voice is calm, flat, as if to say something unimportant.

But it seems to be full of other complex emotions.

"Mr. An, I, I...I..." Zhou Yang stammered at An Xiao, his mouth opened for a long time, but he still couldn't say anything suitable.

It was as if he was back to when he first saw An Xiao.

He himself is a man of few words.

"We are friends, and between friends, we don't have to be so restrained." Looking at Zhou Yang's appearance, An Xiao also thought of the scene when he first saw him.

was very emotional, and then she laughed.

"Well, yes, it's a friend, I've always been a friend, I'll try my best to be a little closer to you in the future!" Zhou Yang nodded, his expression extraordinarily serious.

"Editor-in-chief, stop investigating, forget it."

"Why forget it?"

"The background of the woman should be very strong. I found some information..."

"How powerful? Are there people who were once powerful on Hong Kong Island?"

"Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" office.

Zheng Dayong received a call from Sun Hui.

Sun Hui's mobile phone was confiscated and she was warned.

She told Zheng Dayong these words in a very panicked mood.

But Zheng Dayong shook his head.

"Hong Kong Island Entertainment Weekly" is a very brave program. In the era when clubs were rampant, there were many amazing incidents, including the kidnapping of famous actresses, and a reporter who was not afraid of death.

Although the reporter disappeared inexplicably after the incident, the content of the candid photography was published in the newspapers and magazines, and even broke the news that a lot of content was tingling.

Zheng Dayong, who has experienced ups and downs, is still afraid that these things will fail?

Then, the second informant sent a photo.

Photos are photos taken from a distance, another place candidly.

In the photo…

A slender woman walked into Zhou Yang's room with a cake.

The woman can't tell the face, but Zheng Dayong, who is used to seeing beautiful women, judges that this woman is definitely not ordinary!

Zheng Dayong was suddenly excited.

Then, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a mysterious number.

"Hello? I got another photo, do you want to expose it?"

"Exposure!"

"How much can you give?"

"five million."

"Okay! How to write the copy?"

"What do you say?"

(end of this chapter)

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