Evening.

The sun was setting, dyeing the sky red.

Zhang Ye went back to the place where he rented a house, after the elevator went upstairs, he didn't go back to his house, but touched into the landlord's aunt's house where the smell of stir-fried vegetables came out, the door was not closed, and the kitchen was obviously crackling with oil.

"Chenchen, are you busy?" Zhang Ye entered the house with a smile.

Chen Chen hurriedly shouted to the kitchen, "Auntie! Zhang Ye is here to eat again!"

Zhang Ye almost fell on his head, "This unlucky kid, I hurt you in vain." ”

Chenchen let out his signature shallow smile, "Hehe." Then he lowered his head and continued to write his homework.

Rao Aimin inside probably heard it, and as soon as the kitchen door opened, she glanced at Zhang Ye without a good look, "It's really time for you to come, right?

Zhang Ye was not angry, he had already adapted to her poisonous tongue, "I gave Chenchen so much force, didn't you say last time that you would take care of me these days." ”

"Just know how to eat, you kid hasn't eaten in your life?" Rao Aimin is knife mouth tofu heart, "Wait, I'll copy two more dishes!"

"Xie Lu, Aunt Landlord!"

"You're staring at Chenchen doing your homework!"

The little guy has done his homework and the dishes are on the table.

Rao Aimin threw Zhang Ye a pair of chopsticks, "Look, you're very happy today, have you picked up your wallet?"

Zhang Ye smiled: "You can see it, I am wearing heightened shoes." ”

"Oh, I said, let's eat!" Rao Aimin sat down and handed over the dishes and chopsticks to Chenchen.

In fact, Zhang Ye is not wearing height-increasing shoes now, just his own ordinary shoes, the reason why he said this is that he is afraid that he will not be able to get over, after all, he has grown so tall in the blink of an eye, and no one will believe it when he says it, so he wants to use the guise of height-increasing shoes to make it go first, so that everyone can adapt to it, and there will be no problems when everyone gets used to it. Well, in fact, it is not a new thing to grow five centimeters overnight, at least in Zhang Ye's world, it is often heard that this kind of miracle happens, what is the night when he wakes up and grows six centimeters, what sleeps at night The family heard the crunching of his bones, hearing the sound Zhang Ye was skeptical and felt that it was not very credible, but it is indeed a fact that someone has grown taller overnight, and there have been more than ten such examples in the world, and the reason is still unknown. So Zhang Ye has no pressure, even if someone questions him, he can use these excuses to prevaricate.

"Aunt landlady, tell you something. Zhang Ye reported the good news: "I was admitted to Beijing TV just now, and I will be the host or guest after the National Day." ”

Rao Aimin said: "You can really create a miracle of life, this is okay?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and said, "I rely on my strength!

"You don't blow it. Rao Aimin said with a smile: "Chang'e 4 has just gone to the sky, and I will let you blow it down!"

Chenchen swallowed the celery in his mouth, "...... Hehe. ”

Zhang Ye pouted, "You can step on me, when I become famous, you will know how many eyes the prince of Ma has when I become famous!" After eating, Zhang Ye was so desperate that he was too lazy to go home, "I'll borrow your computer to use." ”

"Go home and use your own!" Rao Aimin said politely.

"I can't walk, it's too strong. Zhang Ye didn't listen.

Rao Aimin smacked her lips and said, "Upstairs, use it yourself." She washed the dishes.

Zhang Ye held his stomach with difficulty and moved to the landlord's aunt's bedroom upstairs, and as soon as he opened the door, he was a little defenseless, and a dazzling **** autumn coat and **** outer socks squeezed in. The bed is full of Sister Rao's clothes, about twenty or thirty pieces are spread there, no need to ask, Rao Aimin must have sorted out the wardrobe in the afternoon, put away the summer clothes, took out the autumn and winter clothes to prepare for a sunbath and washing, but before he finished cleaning up, he went to cook, and the remaining pile was placed on the bed and the balcony, which made Zhang Ye's heart beat!

Floral dress.

Cut-out flesh-colored lingerie.

Black stockings with decorative patterns.

White panties that have just been taken off and may not have been washed.

Zhang Ye looked back to see that there was no one, so he closed the door, and then involuntarily went up and picked up a few pieces of Rao Aimin's **** and studied them in his hand before throwing them back to her. This Sister Rao is really, this is too inattentive, forget it, look at my computer. In fact, like Rao Aimin's poisonous style, Zhang Ye has gradually become accustomed to Comrade Rao's big grin, she has always been like this, and she has never defended Zhang Ye against men and women at all. But it's just such a sloppy eldest sister, but her cooking is surprisingly delicious, and she is especially good at taking care of people.

That's how strange people are.

Sometimes, it's just such a complex of contradictions.

Turning on the computer and surfing the Internet, Zhang Ye originally wanted to watch current affairs news and entertainment news, but after habitually logging in, he found that his poem had been sent to it!

"Send a poem, today I happened to hear a friend from a TV station chatting and said, the original author should be Zhang Ye. ”

"It's Everything, too. ”

"Not all the trees are broken by the storm. ”

"Not all seeds can't find the soil to take root. ”

After the end, he summed it up: "I was very excited to hear it, so I sent it out to share it with everyone!"

Zhang Ye took a look at the comments and messages below, and he had already broken through the 1,000 mark, leaving countless messages!

"Teacher Zhang's new poem?"

"Damn, I remember there's a song called "Everything", right?"

"Yes, it's "Everything", written by Wang Shuixin, and has been in textbooks, this poem is obviously written against "Everything", and it is completely denied!"

"Ha Luha, this poem is so cool!"

"It is worthy of being the work of Zhang Ye, a master of slapping faces!"

"Wow, everyone, come and see, Mr. Zhang Ye, a professional in slapping face, has a new work!"

"Don't say it, this is really a slap in the face, every sentence is really straight to "Everything"! Teacher Wang Shuixin is afraid that he is going to cry!

"But "This Is Everything" is really more suitable for Chinese textbooks than "Everything", alas, it's a pity for Zhang Ye, such a good poet can't even enter the Writers' Association?

"@京城作协. ”

"Who let Teacher Zhang step on the people of the Writers' Association!"

"Support Teacher Zhang to join the Writers' Association, otherwise heaven will not tolerate it!"

"That's right, it's unreasonable, can the Beijing Writers Association give a reply? Why don't you invite Teacher Zhang to join the club? Just because the literati are light?"

"Summoning the Capital Writers' Association!"

"Teacher Zhang is mighty!

Everyone has launched their solidarity, Zhang Ye's works are one after another, one is more wonderful than the other, and the Beijing Writers Association has not responded, which is too chilling!

But Zhang Ye pays attention to their nicknames and descriptions of themselves!

Professional slap in the face?

Your sister's professional slap in the face!

Why is my nickname so ugly!