You Made Me a Superstar Chapter 307

   Chapter 307 Zhou Yang's Embarrassment

The jeep drove into a gate, and the security guards saluted the driver. Unlike other security guards, their eyes lit up when they saw Zhou Yang. After verifying the identity of the passenger and recording the ID card, he saluted and let the jeep in.

Along the way, Zhou Yang saw banks, cinemas, kindergartens and other facilities. Many people were wearing military uniforms and walking upright, and they were born with a chilling energy. At the same time, Zhou Yang also saw Song Yiyi who was not wearing a mask. The vegetable basket seems to have just returned from buying vegetables...

  The jeep bypassed the buildings like ordinary communities and came to the end of the mountain. There were three courtyards at the end, and the jeep finally stopped in the courtyard on the left.

   "Don't be nervous."

   "Well, I'm fine."

When    got off the car, Zhou Yang heard An Xiao's voice.

   Zhou Yang nodded subconsciously.

   But when he saw the courtyard, his heart was very complicated.

   It's impossible not to be nervous. Zhou Yang is not a fool. The people who live in this courtyard house can definitely make most of China tremble with three stomps.

   Zhou Yang walked in behind An Xiao, feeling his heartbeat speed up slightly.

   He didn't know what An Xiao did to bring him to this place.

   Even along the way, An Xiao didn't tell him anything, just said that he would know when he was there.

  The moment he walked into the courtyard, he seemed to return to the day when he left Huaxia for the first time and arrived in Berlin with a confused and uneasy mood.

  Everything is full of mystery, unknown, uneasy...

  Siheyuan is very quiet, with flowers and plants, it seems to be no different from the courtyard in Zhou Yang's cognition?

   Except for the cleanliness, except for a few guards with live ammunition standing at the door...

  This is An Xiao's home!

   Such an idea suddenly appeared in Zhou Yang's heart.

   Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yang's heart trembled uncontrollably.

   He suddenly realized something.

   The first time he visited the door, although he was wearing a suit and looked very formal, he didn't seem to buy any gifts...

   But what can you buy for gifts?

   For a family like Mr. An, it might not be appropriate to buy something like a "new cover with a middle cover" or "melatonin".

   Would it be disrespectful?

   "Arrogant and arrogant smile

   Hot blood beats red sun

  The guts are like iron and the bones are like steel

  The mind is a hundred thousand feet long and the eyes are ten thousand miles long..."

   Just when Zhou Yang was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

   That is "Men Be Self-improvement" which he sang in "The Master".

   "Grandpa, here we are."

   Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yang saw An Xiao stop, and following An Xiao's gaze, Zhou Yang saw a plainly dressed old man bending over on the ground with a hoe.

   Zhou Yang glanced slightly, there were bitter gourd seedlings, sweet potato seedlings, carrots...

  These are vegetables for April and May.

   "Well." The old man stood up slightly and turned his head, looking at Zhou Yang: "Can you grow vegetables?"

   Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the old man would suddenly ask himself this question, but still nodded: "Yes."

   "Come to work, tools are nearby."

   "Oh, good."

   Zhou Yang nodded subconsciously, then took the **** and silently helped the old man do the work.

The old man doesn't talk much, but he doesn't look fierce, on the contrary, he is kind, and he is not as described in some novels. Feel.

   Zhou Yang glanced at the large vegetable field, then looked at the sweet potato seedlings, picked up the **** and hesitated: "Well, grandpa, how about I double the sweet potato field first?"

   "Okay, quite skilled."

  The old man nodded. When he saw Zhou Yang skillfully picking up the **** and hoeing the ground, his face showed a bit of surprise, and then he showed a slight smile.

   "I used to do it when I was young..."

   Zhou Yang smiled naively.

   Whether it is Zhou Yang of the original world or Zhou Yang of this world, he did a lot of farm work when he was a child.

   During his hard days as an electrician, Zhou Yang even wanted to open a plot of land by the roadside to grow vegetables if the landlord hadn't strongly opposed it.

   One afternoon.

  Weeding, opening, planting sweet potato seedlings, fertilizing...

Zhou Yang and the old man were both busy in their respective fields. Except for the unspeakable embarrassment of Zhou Yang's indescribable embarrassment that the sound of "Men Be Self-improvement" was playing over and over on the stereo not far away, Zhou Yang did not feel any discomfort. On the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling of sweating, especially the feeling of muddy feet on the ground, which made his heart feel more peaceful than ever before.

It wasn't until the sun went down that the old man stood up and looked at Zhou Yangzhong's sweet potatoes and carrots with satisfaction: "I can't see it, you beat people, you sing, and you make movies... You are also a good worker at work. Well, haha."

  The old man's smile was bright and comfortable.

"Grandpa, I'm actually, actually..." Zhou Yang thought that he had been in the entertainment industry for so long. Although his face was not as thick as the city wall, it should not be much worse, but he didn't expect the old man to be so joking, Zhou Yang's face turned red When I woke up, I even felt a little nervous.

   "Haha, young people, don't be so nervous, don't wear this kind of clothes next time you come here, it's not easy to work..." After seeing Zhou Yang's appearance, the old man laughed suddenly: "Are you hungry?"

   "A bit."

   "I heard that you can cook?"

"know a little."

"it is good."

   Zhou Yang looked at his suit and found that the sleeves of the suit were torn, and the trousers and leather shoes were even more muddy, covered with layers of clods, and looked a little embarrassed.

   In fact, if Tang Xiao hadn't deliberately told Zhou Yang to dress handsomely and formally, Zhou Yang would not have worn a suit at all.

  When Zhou Yang put the **** and tools away, the sound of a jeep came from outside the house, and then Zhou Yang looked up and saw Tang Xiao and An Zhibin walking in with gifts.

   When Tang Xiao saw Zhou Yang's embarrassed look, he was very surprised. Then he looked at the old man, and his original smile became a little restrained in an instant: "Hello, Grandpa An."

  An Zhibin had a cold face in front of Zhou Yang, but when he saw the old man, he stood up respectfully: "Grandpa."

   "Well, it's Xiao Tang, Zhibin, come in, the meal should be ready soon... Xiao Zhou, go wash and prepare to eat."

   "Oh, good grandpa, Brother Zhibin, Sister Tang Xiao..." Zhou Yang smiled naively after seeing Tang Xiao and An Zhibin.

   Tang Xiao nodded with a smile on his face, while An Zhibin glanced at Zhou Yang as a response.

  Tang Xiao is a very knowledgable person. After coming in, he has been busy in and out of the kitchen diligently.

   While Zhou Yang and An Zhibin were sitting aside, they were in a very delicate and awkward state.

   One didn't know what to say, the other felt that there was nothing to say.

  An Xiao sat next to Zhou Yang and wrote something, which seemed to be some documents in the department.

  Tang laughed and walked out not long after he entered, as if thinking of something.

   "Xiao Zhou, I suddenly thought that you seem to be quite skilled?"

"what?"

   "Don't you show your craftsmanship?"

   After seeing Tang Xiao's eyes, Zhou Yang was at first dazed, then stood up subconsciously and walked towards the kitchen for the first time.

  When he walked into the kitchen, Tang Xiao lowered his voice with a strange expression.

   "You came empty-handed?"

   "Sorry..." Zhou Yang was so embarrassed that he could not wait to find a hole to burrow into.

   "Remember, you must buy a gift next time you come in. No matter whether the gift is valuable or not, Chinese people pay attention to etiquette... By the way, didn't I remember that I told you to be more formal?"

   "I, Miss Tang, I thought Mr. An was going to take me to see some leader..."

  Sophistication and sophistication have never been something Zhou Yang is good at.

   Even if he has been in the circle for nearly two years, it is almost the same.

   Moreover, the key point is that An Xiao didn't tell him to buy gifts, let alone see her grandfather.

  If he had said it earlier, Zhou Yang would definitely bring something over here...

   But Zhou Yang thinks about it carefully and feels that something is not right. He is not in love and see his parents. What kind of form is this today?

   Zhou Yang was quite puzzled in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, he was still a little dazed.

   "This is much more powerful than the average leader. Forget it, let's work and bring out your specialty dishes. By the way, will the firewood stove be used?"

"Will do."

   Zhou Yang nodded, looking at the firewood stove next to the kitchen, he couldn't help rubbing his hands.

  This thing...

   Long time no see.

   I really miss it.

   An hour later, the sun sets.

   Zhou Yang put a plate of dishes on the table.

   Many dishes are Zhou Yang's specialty.

   "Haha, we came just right, Lao Yang, come, sit down, have a drink with the juniors today..."

   "Ah, Chief, this is inappropriate, I still have something to do..."

   "Don't be the chief, sit down, I will give you leave today, there are no outsiders here..."

   "Thank you, Chief!"

   Outside the house.

  The old man came in with another old man who had a scar on his face and lost a hand.

  The old man named Lao Yang saw that the hospitality was difficult, so he finally nodded and took his seat.

  The old man laughed.

   "Sit, sit, all sit, just have a meal, don't make it so formal, just because your grandmother isn't here, Lao Yang and I have a little wine, and no one is allowed to talk!"

   Zhou Yang sat in the corner.

   He was actually more afraid of this kind of situation.

   is slightly restrained.

   "Mr. An, why are you looking for me..." Zhou Yang didn't understand the state, and finally looked at An Xiao.

   "I want you to help write a script." An Xiao glanced at Zhou Yang and said this lightly after seeing Zhou Yang's uneasy expression.

   "What script to write?"

   Script?

   Zhou Yang glanced at the room, then glanced at An Zhibin, Tang Xiao, An Xiao's grandfather and the old man named Lao Yang.

   "Eat first and talk after dinner."

   "Xiao Zhou, what are you whispering? Come on, drink this glass of wine."

   At this moment, Zhou Yang saw the old man looking at him with a smile, and then handed himself a wine glass.

   Sorry for the late update...

   It's not well written, I keep changing it...

   (end of this chapter)

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