As soon as I opened my eyes, it was the next day.

It was still dark and dark, just six o'clock in the morning.

Outside the window, you can see one or two aunts and uncles who get up early and exercise their bodies in the morning outside, and the others don't see anyone.

Zhang Ye got up from the bed in the second bedroom of Lao Wu's house, yawned and stretched his waist, he couldn't sleep anymore, he was still not used to sleeping with other people's houses, he changed beds, he was always not very happy, and yesterday he took pictures of her in Lao Wu's bedroom from zero o'clock until half past zero, and at the same time that the shots and pictures were taken down by the SLR, they were also imprinted in Zhang Ye's mind.

went to the toilet, washed his face, and took a light look after going out, there was no movement upstairs and downstairs, Lao Wu was obviously still sleeping, according to seven or eight hours of sleep, Sister Wu had to sleep until about eight o'clock before getting up, Zhang Ye quietly went to the first floor to find some tea, sat on some boiling water, made a pot of tea and took it to the study, not ready to sleep again, but turned on the computer on the desk.

Start writing a book.

……

"The Legend of Wukong".

Chapter 7:

Tang Xuanzang returned to the hut.

The fish is still in the tank.

"Why is the ground so wet, you must be naughty again!" Xuanzang said to the little white dragon with a smile.

The little white dragon wagged her tail and smiled, and she realized that she was willing to be a fish, as long as she could stay by his side.

……

When I wrote this book yesterday, Zhang Ye had some expectations, and now the future is uncertain, he is riddled with blocking-killing, and he is a high-level artist in the middle of the third-tier stars, he is no longer the small public figure he used to be, a star of his level, it needs a lot of popularity supplements to maintain this level, because the artists on his level are not dead, not that Zhang Ye alone will increase his popularity, everyone will, everyone is fighting, so if Zhang Ye stands still and does nothing, the ranking will not change, but will be greatly reduced, Zhang Ye naturally has to think of ways to maintain it first, also gave expectations to "The Legend of Wukong", not to ask this book to make its popularity go further, just to maintain exposure and word of mouth, so that the ranking does not fall.

Now it seems that the goal has been achieved, and it has far exceeded his expectations, as soon as yesterday's scolding war came out, "The Legend of Wukong" has become popular, if this book was written yesterday, there is still a lot of Cheng dù for Wu Zeqing to write it, then today, Zhang Ye is writing it for himself.

Cracking sound!

Wave after wave of keyboard sounds.

I just got up in the morning, and this chapter was written slower than yesterday, but fortunately, I finished it, and after Zhang Ye retrieved the typo, he immediately uploaded it to the blog.

Some netizens have been waiting for it for a long time.

"Ahh

"I've been refreshed all night!

"Haha, I'll see it first!"

"It's all over!"

"Very good!"

"Teacher Zhang, is there any more! It's all out! I'm dying!"

The scolding war has basically subsided, the message area of Zhang Ye's blog is in a mess, and you can vaguely see the tragedy of yesterday's battle, of course, there are some people who still don't give up and continue to scold, but the scattered ones can't become a scale, and this scolding war has come to an end.

Most of the rest of the people who go to his blog in the morning are waiting for "The Legend of Wukong".

Some people even shouted: "Damn, it's not Valentine's Day today, so I'm waiting for you to update at home!"

Well?

Valentine’s Day?

After seeing the message, Zhang Ye was slightly stunned, took out his mobile phone and glanced at the date, isn't it, the New Year just passed a while ago, and today is February 14th, and it is already spring. However, this guy didn't react at a glance, and continued to work hard to write the eighth chapter, because for an angry young man in an angry youth, how could Zhang Ye go to a foreigner's Valentine's Day, and it's almost the same as having a traditional Qixi Festival in the republic.

A thousand words.

Two thousand words.

The eighth chapter was also written, Zhang Ye's hand felt coming, and the speed was also fast, but after it was released, he was ready to take a break, the reason was that his hands were a little sore, he wrote too many words in one breath yesterday, and he didn't feel it at the time, but after sleeping a little, his fingers felt uncomfortable, plus he took pictures of Wu Zeqing in the middle of the night, and it was in this posture and at that angle, I don't know how many times I pressed the shutter, which was enough to bear.

I opened the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was past seven o'clock, and the sky was gradually brightening, and the sun was not visible, but the light was visible, the earth was revived, the small trees were budding, and the scene was full of vitality outside the window.

In the hallway outside, there was a sound.

It was a woman's voice, "Xiao Zhang?"

Zhang Ye hurriedly turned back to the door and said, "Sister Wu, I'm here." Closing the window, he hurried over to open the door, but as soon as he reached a meter in front of it, the door opened.

Wu Zeqing's figure was revealed, she was wearing a flesh-colored silk suspender pajamas, but the hem was very long, and it was a little lower than the knee, and her upper body was also covered by a small white sweater with a cardigan, so except for a ditch that could be vaguely seen on the neckline, nothing else allowed Zhang Ye to take advantage of his eyes. It can be seen that Lao Wu has just woken up, and his hair is still a little untidy.

Zhang Ye smiled: "Are you awake?"

"I just opened my eyes, and I told you to get up and get ready for breakfast, and when I saw that there was no one in the room, hehe, why did you come to the study?" she said.

Zhang Ye said: "I just wrote two chapters of the novel. ”

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

Zhang Ye nodded, "I woke up early today, and I couldn't sleep when I woke up." ”

"Okay, then you can continue to write, eldest sister make some breakfast, are you hungry?" Wu Zeqing smiled, "At most, ten minutes will be served." ”

"If I don't write it, I'll go downstairs too. Zhang Ye followed her out of the study.

Glancing in when passing by the second bedroom, Zhang Ye was stunned, "Oh, why did you fold the quilt, hey, rely on me, forget it." The quilts and pillows in the house are all neat, even the cigarette farts that he used as an ashtray to extinguish, Lao Wu didn't know when to clean it up, Zhang Ye felt a little embarrassed, eating other people's residents, and letting Lao Wu stack quilts, hey!

Wu Zeqing ignored this stubble and walked downstairs lightly.

Zhang Ye looked at her gentle back behind her, several times she wanted to speak and stopped, and several times she mustered up her courage, but in the end she didn't say anything, but her face was still red, don't look at this guy who usually dares to scold anyone who catches her, but when you really meet female comrades, especially some beautiful female comrades, they are often more restrained. There are a lot of things in my heart, Zhang Ye wanted to talk about it when he took a picture of Lao Wu in the middle of the night last night, but it was like now, and he couldn't open his mouth. There are not a few days left to reduce the difficulty of five times, a little more than six days of action, and there are still three days left when the full fight is full, if you don't take advantage of this time to take Lao Wu and confess to her, there will be no chance in the future!

How big is the gap between the two?

It's not too much to describe it as one day at a time!

Lao Wu has a successful career, and he is already in a high position in his thirties, but what about himself? Lao Wu is beautiful, especially the figure, the chest, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, it is scary, what about himself? ordinary, handsome is not counted. Lao Wu has a good personality, can take care of people, can respect people, and is very thoughtful in all aspects, but what about himself? Alas, don't say it, it's all tears!

"Boiled eggs?"

"Everything. ”

"Well, I'll hot the milk again. ”

Downstairs, Wu Zeqing began to get busy.

Zhang Ye couldn't help, so he just watched dryly, thinking repeatedly in his heart about what way to confess, whether to use the graceful, heroic, or frank type?

The phone rings.

It's Lao Wu's phone.

She looked at the incoming call and answered it with a smile, "Director Wang." ”

Zhang Ye got close and heard some, and there was a male voice on the other side, which sounded like he was in his thirties, not too young, not too old, "Principal Wu, I heard that you are going to be promoted?"

She said, "Flat." ”

The other person said, "Where are you going?"

She said: "South, the details have not yet been decided." ”

The other party was silent for a moment, "Today's Valentine's Day, do you have time? ”

Zhang Ye's ears stood up all of a sudden, damn me, who is this surnamed Wang? Dare to pry the corner of the buddy!?

I only heard Wu Zeqing smile and said: "Next time, there is something to do today." ”

The man: "Someone on an appointment?"

She said: "Hehe, it's not counted, but it's definitely not going to leave, and the casual meal will be the same every day, and then I'll make an appointment with a few of our old friends before I leave, and everyone will get together." ”

The man had no choice but to say, "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, the doorbell suddenly rang.

A male voice outside shouted in the courtyard, "Express." ”

Wu Zeqing went over to open the door.

When the courier saw Wu Zeqing, he was also amazed, stunned, and then said, "Ms. Wu, right? ”

"Okay, thank you. Wu Zeqing signed, opened it and saw that it was a large box of foreign chocolates, or a heart-shaped, and it was not cheap at first glance.

As a result, the courier had just left on the front foot, and a person from a flower shop came on the back foot, holding two large bouquets of roses, one was red and the other was blue, and asked Wu Zeqing to sign for it.

Wu Zeqing's expression didn't change much, "It's all mine?"

The female employee of the flower shop said: "It's all yours, we received two orders yesterday, and I noticed when we were going to ship them today, the address and the name of the person are all here, so I sent them together, cough cough, this is Mr. Zhang sent you, this handful is sent by Mr. Liu, you sign two names." ”

It's not a coincidence, because this flower shop is the largest one near Taoranting and is more famous, so the two of them booked the same one by chance, and they both booked online. The female employee of the flower shop wondered before she came, she rarely encountered this kind of thing, but when she saw Wu Zeqing's appearance and temperament, she suddenly realized, it was not strange at all, such a beautiful woman, if she was not married, let alone two people sending flowers, dozens of people were not too much.

Wu Zeqing signed, "Thank you." ”

Zhang Ye hated it so much on the side, and in his heart he had already scolded these people who delivered things over and over again, deceiving people too much! You deceive people too much!

I have to confess today!

Have to!!

Otherwise, Lao Wu might let people run away!