Breakfast is eaten by Masaki alone, Masa's father left early in the morning, since he had a car, every Sunday, Masa's father likes to drive a car and pull three or five friends to go fishing in a reservoir dozens of miles away, and every time he can catch three or five fish, he was jokingly called the fish caught by Masa's mother is not as valuable as the fuel on the road, but Masakohei is still happy to do it.

"Lao Zheng, I haven't seen you for a few days and changed cars again", an old friend of Zheng Xueping asked enviously when he saw him driving an off-road vehicle that he had never seen before.

"What kind of car do you get, this is my son's, I drove it out and had a good time," Zheng Xueping said with a smile.

"Lao Zheng, I found out that I can't come out with you in the future"

"What's wrong?" asked Zheng Xueping, confused.

"It's too shocking, we can't even afford to fight for a car, and you're on the left one after another, and it's all such an expensive car, it's too shocking," an old friend of Zheng Xueping said with a bitter face.

"Hahaha, Lao Yang, don't compare with him, he hasn't been stained with the light of having a good son, but then again, how did you do what we asked you to do?"

Zheng Xueping pointed to the back seat of the car and said, "It's all there, my son has signed it for you." "

A few people picked up a bag in the direction he pointed, and after opening it, it was all signed albums, Lao Yang took out his own album and said with a long sigh: "I can finally give the little ancestor at home, don't you know, that child, every day when I go home, the first thing I say is to get the signature, I see, let my living treasure choose one between me and your son, it must be your son."

"But isn't it, Lao Zheng, you have made us miserable, now my daughters are about to go crazy, and they are humming your son's songs every day in and out, I see, just marry my daughter to your housekeeping", Lao Li also said half-truthfully.

"Forget it, Lao Li, just like your daughter, the family discipline is not necessarily good, you think it's beautiful, if you really have such a son-in-law, you still have to fall asleep and wake up laughing?" Lao Yang joked with a smile.

"Go, go, what's wrong with my daughter? I see my daughter is the most beautiful,"

"Lao Zheng, come, change me to open it, let me have a good time" Lao Li rubbed his hands, looking at the steering wheel in Zheng Xueping's hand, his heart itched.

"You drive, can you do it? If you hit me, you won't be able to explain to my son," Zheng Xueping looked at the co-pilot's Lao Li with a suspicious expression.

Lao Li seemed to have been greatly insulted, and said with a red face: "I can't drive? You underestimate me? At least I am also an A2 driver's license, I am stronger than you even if I drive with one hand, this car is really bad for you to drive, you look at you, even the clutch is uneven."

"Okay, okay, you can drive, but you have to be careful," Zheng Xueping said as he slowly pulled the car over to the side of the road.

Lao Li couldn't wait to get out of the car and change his seat, he sat in the driver's seat excitedly and felt the symmetrical feel of the leather steering wheel, tried the clutch, released the handbrake, and said to everyone: "You sit firm, I'm moving", after speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, "boom", the car rushed out, but scared Lao Li, hurriedly braked, and everyone in the car also involuntarily leaned back for a moment, and climbed to the front all of a sudden.

"Lao Li, are you going to murder? Do you want to drive a car, do you want to scare us to death?"

"Hey, hey, hey, after a long time, I didn't expect this car to be so powerful, I rushed with a little throttle, I am familiar with the horsepower and brakes first, rest assured, there will be no problems this time", Lao Li was also a little embarrassed.

"Really, you think this is the classic car in the driving school, this is the Hummer, the Hummer knows no, the horsepower is strong", Lao Yang, who was sitting in the back of the car, said disdainfully.

"Don't worry, I'm sure," Lao Li said and started the car again.

Although he said this, everyone still subconsciously held the grip in their hands, a little nervous.

Lao Li, who drove for the second time, was much better after mastering the power of the car, and sure enough, he was an old driver, and he quickly got started, and Zheng Xueping felt relieved and relaxed when he felt the stable body.

"That's right, Lao Li, let's go to the gas station first, when we leave, we will run out of gas, we have to add some gas", Zheng Xueping looked at the oil meter and said.

Soon, the car heard the gas station, and the staff also looked at the car with a curious face, he had refueled all these years, and had never seen such a mighty and domineering off-road vehicle, so he couldn't help but circle twice.

"Master, fill up," Zheng Xueping rolled down the window from the co-pilot and said to the refueler.

"Okay, master, your car looks really good, it looks like it's driven by the master, how much did you buy it?" asked casually as the refueler walked to the back of the car with a fuel gun.

Zheng Xueping recalled the price that his son asked about in the car shop and said, "It seems to be more than two million."

After the refueler heard it, the hand holding the oil gun trembled, obediently, two million, he may not be able to afford it if he doesn't eat or drink for a lifetime, and the old friends of Zhengxueping in the car couldn't help but smack their lips when they heard it, the old government is developed, and the two million car, if you change it to yourself, you can't even think of it.

After a while, the oil was filled, and Zheng Xueping casually asked, "How much?"

"Five hundred," said the refueler, glancing at the fuel gauge.

Zheng Xueping nodded, took out five old man's heads from his bag and handed them to the other party, Lao Li in the cab looked at Zheng Xueping and handed over the five hundred yuan without frowning, and couldn't help but sigh, his monthly salary is just this box of oil, it's really more popular than people, look at what happened half a year ago, and then look at the days after half a year, it's simply a changeable world.

"Lao Zheng, this car eats a lot of oil", Lao Li looked at the fuel meter and asked.

"Yes, this car is good at everything, the power is strong, it is fuel, don't look at us, we are full, it will be gone for hundreds of kilometers, or my own car is driving smoothly," Zhengxueping shook his head and said.

"Lao Zheng, this is your mistake, how can you have a reason like you want the horse to run and let the horse not eat grass, I think this car is stronger than your car, the power is strong, what special road surface is like playing, besides, you still lack that little fuel money? Your child's money for a song is enough for you to drive a lifetime of fuel", Lao Yang laughed and joked.

Zheng Xueping smiled and didn't speak, he still had a little pride in his heart.

On the next journey, several old friends took turns to try to drive for a while, and they were all addicted, among them, there was a Santana old Joe complained with a bitter face that people were more dead than people, and goods had to be thrown away, so he drove such a cool car and how to face his Santana after he went back.

Zheng Xueping was laughing and laughing, and Masaki at home also received good news, and Na Young called.

"What are you talking about? The Spring Festival Gala invited me to perform?" Masaki asked Na Ying on the other end of the phone with his mouth open in surprise.

"Then there is still a fake, CCTV has notified the company, and the company has spread it all over the company, Sister Hu is happy for you, and now you are a good student who doesn't know" Na Ying's voice came.

Zhengji still can't believe it, the Spring Festival Gala in 98, in the current situation when the Internet is not as developed as in later generations, the status of the Spring Festival Gala among people can be said to be irreplaceable, he still remembers the scene of the previous life in the village for the New Year, the family sat in front of the kang and stared at the TV, the Spring Festival Gala in this era is not as bells and whistles as in later generations, and those who can go on stage are all senior seniors in the entertainment industry who have a real level, and the show naturally does not have the slightest urine point, he didn't expect that he, a newcomer who has been famous for less than half a year, will actually have the opportunity to appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala。

Hearing that Zhengji didn't speak, Na Ying thought it was the reason for his excitement, and said again: "You kid is amazing, no newcomer who has just entered the circle for less than half a year can go to the Spring Festival Gala, you have created a record, sister, I envy you so much, it is already popular enough, if you go to the Spring Festival Gala again, you still don't let us live as a low-level little singer." "

Zhengji hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Sister Na, don't bury me, are you still a little singer?"

Na Ying on the other end of the phone sneered and said, "Stained with your light, invited, it's not thanks to the song you wrote for me, CCTV asked me and Wang Fei to sing a song "Meet Ninety-Eight". "

Zhengji heard the answer he wanted, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that the Spring Festival Gala has not changed greatly because of his appearance, Na Ying is still the same program as in the previous life, he asked again: "Sister Na, do you know which song I want to sing in the Spring Festival Gala?"

"I heard that it seems to be a song called "Jing Zhong Serving the Country", I haven't heard it, did you write it too?", Na Ying asked curiously.

Zhengji was also a little strange when he heard it, he only sang this song once at Song Lao's birthday banquet, how could CCTV specify that he should sing this song? After thinking about it, he replied to Na Ying: "Well, I wrote it when I was in Shencheng, you haven't heard it."

"The song that can be on the Spring Festival Gala must be very good, it's a pity, I'm not the first listener, you must sing it for me when you come to Yanjing after a while", Na Ying said regretfully.

"Well, okay, I'll sing it to you then," Masaki said with a smile.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you missed me?" Na Ying asked jokingly, if Masaki could see the other end of the phone, he would see that Na Young's expression was expectant.

Zhengji also smiled and said, "Of course I think about it, but I can see Sister Na in a few days when I go to Yanjing."

The two chatted for a while, and Masaki hung up the phone.

Before Zhengji could put down the phone, the mobile phone rang again, and he pressed the answer button, but on the other side was Hu Yu's excited voice.

"Zhengji! Do you know? CCTV is going to invite you to perform at the Spring Festival Gala, and you are going to the Spring Festival Gala!" Hu Yu said excitedly.

"Well, I see", Masaki, who had already learned the news, was not excited this time.

"Eh", Hu Yu on the other end of the phone choked when he heard it, and felt an indescribable discomfort, as if he had punched the cotton, you must know that as the agent of Zhengji, her face was red with excitement when she received the notice, and she was excited all morning, but when she arrived at Zhengji, she was so calm.

"How do you know?" Hu Yu asked after a pause, a little unwillingly.

"Sister Na just called me to tell me," Masaki replied.

"Oh, that's the case, then do you know the date of coming to the training path?" Hu Yu nodded and continued to ask.

"I don't know about this yet, isn't there still you?" you can sue me," Masaki said with a smile.

"There are less than 20 days left for the Chinese New Year, and there is a rehearsal ten days before the Spring Festival Gala, and you need to be there in person," Hu Yu said as she recalled the notice given to her by CCTV.

"Well, I'll be there on time," Masaki nodded.

"That's good, this time is almost very rare, it stands to reason that a rookie singer like you can't go to the Spring Festival Gala, but I don't know why I chose you, you must seize this opportunity, if you grasp it well, this experience will be great for your acting career," Hu Yu'an Zhengji said.

"Well, I understand, don't worry," Masaki said.

"Also, your phone must be kept open at all times, if there is any arrangement or something, I will inform you as soon as possible, don't be idle these days, practice more songs, when the time comes, you will sing in front of the people of the whole country, you must show your best state", Hu Yu said worriedly.

"Well, I will," Masaki said.

Listening to Zhengji's tone without the slightest excitement, Hu Yu suddenly felt a little aggrieved, his own affairs, the parties involved are so calm, what is she still excited about, "Then let's do it first, I'll hang up, goodbye", after speaking, Hu Yu hung up the phone, waited quietly on the sofa and waited for Hu Yu couldn't help but have red eyes, he worried about his labor, but he didn't say a word of greeting, is he just an inconsequential agent in his heart? Is he the same for Na Ying?

Zhengji on the other end of the phone glanced at the phone inexplicably, he also felt that it was a little strange for Hu Yu to hang up the phone in a hurry, maybe there was something wrong with Hu Yu, so he hung up the phone in a hurry, and Zhengji comforted himself like this.

As soon as he put his mobile phone on the table, the ringtone rang again, and Masaki smiled helplessly, "What's the matter today?" Are the phones all crowded together? He picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Mr. Zheng, come quickly, your mother is injured, there is a disturbance in the coffee shop, ah! What are you doing? Don't touch Auntie," Han Yang's voice came from the other end of the phone, followed by a chaotic ringing and the yelling of everyone, and with a "bang", only a busy sound came from the other end of the phone.

Masaki's face instantly became extremely ugly, a cold breath rose from his body, his glasses instantly turned red, and his writing wheel eyes opened involuntarily, his right hand that grabbed and the mobile phone burst out, and the mobile phone made a squeaky sound, he stood up without saying a word, picked up the cruiser key on the table, rushed out of the door, and slammed the door.

Ignited, started, and stepped on the accelerator to the end, and when the cruiser started rapidly, the tires rubbed against the ground and left blue-black marks, and the people in the surrounding communities were surprised to see Masaki drive out at a gallop.

Along the way, Masaki's mind was blank, subconsciously manipulating the car, even he didn't know that he had run a few red lights, he stared at the direction of the coffee shop, gritting his teeth tightly, the dragon has reverse scales, his family is the biggest reverse scale of his political discipline in this life, reborn in a lifetime, if he can't even protect his closest people, then it is better to die! If anything happens to his mother, he promises to let the other party be crushed at all costs.