Ha ha~

You scumbags, just envy, jealousy and hate!!

Sun Zheng held his head high, looking like he didn't want to...

The younger sister glanced at the arrogant brother Sun Zheng with those beautiful and unspeakable eyes, and before Sun Xiaoxiang could say anything, the cousin rushed over and opened Sun Zheng's hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't shake my little fragrant hand—"

Sun Zheng: "......"

Nima, this is my sister...

Your home??

Are you here to be funny?

"Ahem..."

A weak cough suddenly came in, it was a girl in a bright red dance costume, who looked older than her sister and about the same age as her cousin.

looks pretty good, it should be the Oiran here, but it's still a lot worse than her sister Sun Xiaoxiang.

"Sun Ruyi, who is this handsome guy?!"

Cousin Sun Ruyi crooked her eyes, pouted and said, "A big otaku, there is nothing to introduce?!"

Sun Zheng: "......"

Nima, are you really my cousin? Didn't my third father and third mother pick it up?

Or my sister Sun Xiaoxiang smiled and said: "Don't you like the poem "Qingming" very much?

"Really?"

The Oiran girl's eyes lit up at once, and when she saw her favorite poet, she couldn't help but be shy and excited.

Her name is Li Lian, and I saw her quickly turn around and take out a piece of rice paper poems that she had already copied from the dresser cabinet that had already been widely circulated on the Internet.

She couldn't find a pen, so she directly used her own eyebrow pencil and handed it to Sun Zheng with a little blush.

"I'm a fan of yours, can you sign me?"

This time it was my cousin Sun Ruyi's turn to be dumbfounded. “……”

Sister Sun Xiaoxiang was also stunned, is this the first fan of my brother to sign an autograph?

"Li Lian!!"

Cousin Sun Ruyi was reluctant. "Are you stupid? You graduated as a dance artist, and asked how old you are, my cousin... Want to sign??"

"Are you a head show?!"

Sun Zheng: "......" Sun Ruyi, you are definitely not my third mother's own...

I've never seen my cousin buried like this.

"Sun Ruyi, you don't understand-"

Li Lian shook her head, and her slightly calloused hand firmly sent the poem in her hand that copied "Qingming" to Sun Zheng.

"During the saddest period of time, it was the sour and spicy shredded potatoes "Breaking the Sky" that accompanied me..."

"Xiao Yan in "Breaking the Sky" is my male god-"

"Until the poem "Qingming" appeared, all of our [potato flour] couldn't help but explode anymore..."

"Hello author of hot and sour shredded potatoes, have you seen the support we have made for "Breaking the Sky"?"

It's the first time Sun Zheng has encountered this situation, especially since this fan is still an oiran who doesn't look bad, and judging from the tone of the conversation between her and her cousin Sun Ruyi, they should still know each other...

"I see it!

Sun Zheng touched his nose, still a little embarrassed, but in the next second, he was calm.

I'm the man who wants to decide to be a big star!

So, he immediately let go of all restraints, took Li Lian's eyebrow pencil directly and generously, and wrote his name on the photocopied rice paper very chicly.

This moment!

Sun Zheng's smile was very sunny, which made the Li Lian deer of [Potato Flour] collide.

"I don't know how to write calligraphy, the handsome calligraphy on your psalm was written by my sister... Do you want to ask her for an autograph too, so it's complete!"

"Yes, good..."

Li Lian hurriedly obediently sent the poem to Sun Xiaoxiang.

"I just knew that my sister, the poet and writer you like is actually my brother..."Sun Xiaoxiang is not only good-looking with small hands, but even with that eyebrow pencil, she has to throw Sun just a few streets away.

After Sun Zheng and Sun Xiaoxiang left, cousin Sun Ruyi complained: "Li Lian, are you funny?"

"You turned out to be my cousin, a fan of that lazy otaku..."

How do you know that Li Lian continued to look like a nymphomaniac: "I only knew that [Hot and Sour Potato Shreds] is so handsome, like a Korean idol star... Obviously you can eat with your face, but you're talented..."

Cousin Sun Ruyi: "......"

She didn't even know what to say.

……

After Sun Zheng and the person in charge of Vientiane Publishing House called back, he said to his sister: "After a while, you and I will be together..."

Sun Xiaoxiang heard everything her brother said on the phone, although she had heard her brother talk about it at the beginning, she was still a little shocked at this moment.

"Brother, you were really invested 1 million by Vientiane Publishing House, and you also held this first [Qingming Cultural Festival], just to publish your novel..."

Sun Zheng stretched out his hands and cupped his sister's delicate little face. "It's a bit strange to me, but it seems to be true..."

Sun Zheng said, and also looked at the text message sent to him by the editor in charge of the mobile phone [Light Dance Feiyang] and Sun Xiaoxiang...

"Brother, you're amazing—"

Even if he understands that Sun Zheng's big hands are rubbing his face, he has always taken advantage, but at this moment Sun Xiaoxiang wants to let him!

At this time, cousin Sun Youyi strode over with his new wife and cousins.

"Sun Zheng, you used to be here... We're looking for you everywhere!"

"What are you looking for me to do?" Sun Zheng asked curiously.

Could it be that those mothers want to let themselves kneel and lick that old and smash Su Yuansu, garbage bar~

"Haha!"

Sun Wangmei, the cousin who was doing hairdressing on the side, said with a smile: "It's not because cousin you are famous now, you don't know how many people the "Qingming" poem shocked!!"

"Now many people in the village say that our old grandson has a great poet! What does it look like?"

"So, now we, cousins, naturally want to be centered on you!"

Sun Zheng couldn't laugh when he heard it!

"It's just a poem, and it's not a big star... Don't do that!"

At this time, a young child's voice came up.

"Brother Sun Zheng is so powerful, although many students in our class can't understand the poems you wrote, they all like your novels!"

It was Sun Mengmeng, who was still in elementary school, who spoke.

Sun Zheng reached out and touched her little head and said, "In a while, my brother will be even more powerful—"

"What's a great way?"

Sun Mengmeng tilted her little head, and her little finger pointed at her little mouth. "After a while, Brother Sun Zheng, do you still want to continue to write poems?"

"Haha! No, you'll find out in a moment!!"

Sun Zheng feels adored by children, liked by the song and dance troupe, and surrounded by his cousins, which is not bad...

For the first time, he thought maybe it was really good to be a big star...

He also began to look forward to the moment when he would be the center of attention of the audience for a while.

The road to big stars, the first stop, may be about to begin!