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- Chapter 140 (Part 1)
In addition to visiting Changsha City, these fans usually talk about Zhang Shaoyu with each other in the room. Some excited fans even sang Zhang Shaoyu's masterpiece loudly in the room. Many fans who had not bought tickets were looking around. Tickets priced at 300 yuan a piece were sold to 600 or 700 yuan by scalpers, and fans were still flocking to it. No wonder some media lamented that Zhang Shaoyu is really a mobile money printing machine. With him, the box office is guaranteed. He is indeed the most commercially valuable star in the mainland and even in China.
At this time, Zhang Shaoyu was invited by CCTV to participate in the Art Life program and became the youngest interviewee since the program was launched. In the program, Zhang Shaoyu revealed many little-known things. Including his family, his education, and his debut.
In the program, Zhang Shaoyu generously stated that he was born in a not-so-rich family, and both his parents were working. And I am just a junior college student, and I was punished when I was in school. All of this is undoubtedly taboo for today's celebrities.
Didn¡¯t you see that many celebrities all claimed that their families were born in a very good family? Their father was a boss and their mother was a professor. They also said that their academic qualifications were very high. However, Zhang Shaoyu can face the TV audience and tell his life experience calmly. He is really a kind person. Compared with those celebrities who tell lies, it is really much better.
These days, something unpleasant happened. A fan of Zhang Shaoyu, because he liked him so much, declared in front of the building of Zhang Shaoyu's agency, JACKY Communications Corporation, that he wanted to see Zhang Shaoyu, and even threatened to commit suicide.
The staff of JACKY Communications Corporation and even Zhang Shaoyu¡¯s agent VICKY tried to persuade her to no avail. In desperation, they had no choice but to call the police. Afterwards, the fan was taken away by the police, but the news spread like wildfire and was reported by the media.
Zhang Shaoyu took time out of his busy schedule to accept an interview with a media and expressed his views on the matter. He said that his fans' love for him is his motivation. But I hope fans will respect themselves, cherish their lives and not do anything extreme.
¡°He also said that he is just a server, his duty is to entertain the public, and he is not a great person. This fan's behavior is irresponsible to himself. I hope this will not happen again in the future. In addition, he himself will never pay attention to such irresponsible people.
Once the news was published, Zhang Shaoyu's words and deeds received unanimous praise. Some media even called him a "qualified idol" who can become a role model for young people.
The cell phone rang for a long time, but no one answered. Yang Tingyao called several times, but Zhang Shaoyu didn't answer, so she had to pick up Zhang Shaoyu's cell phone from the bed and answer it.
"Hey, Xiao Zhang, what are you doing these days? Where is my theme song, has it been written?" A man's voice came from the phone.
Yang Tingyao replied: "I'm sorry, Zhang Shaoyu is not here now. What can I do for you?"
The other party was obviously surprised that a woman answered the phone, but after a moment, he laughed again: "Oh, that's it. Please tell Zhang Shaoyu for me. I am Zhang Jizong. A few days ago, he promised to write a theme for my new drama. Qu, why is there no movement?"
When Yang Tingyao heard that it was the great director, she did not dare to neglect and quickly replied: "Okay, I will definitely tell him."
"Sorry to bother you." The other party's tone was a little strange. After saying this, he hung up the phone. Putting down her phone, Yang Tingyao smiled. Shaoyu is so famous now that even great directors like Zhang Jizong have asked him to write songs. Hey, where did this kid go? Weren't you still in the house just now?
At this moment, footsteps came from behind. Yang Tingyao looked back and saw Zhang Shaoyu walking in with a relaxed look on his face. As he walked, he sighed: "Oh, how happy it is!"
"Where have you been?" Yang Tingyao asked.
"Go to the bathroom." Zhang Shaoyu chuckled, and Yang Tingyao couldn't help but smile bitterly. Thinking of the phone call just now, she said to him: "Director Zhang just called you and asked you about the theme song you wrote for him."
Hearing this, Zhang Shaoyu slapped his forehead: "Oh, I'm so busy these days that I forgot about this! It's over, it's over, his "The Deer Top" has almost been filmed, so we have to hurry up on this matter."
Seeing this, Yang Tingyao hurriedly said to him: "Then go quickly. You must do what you promise others."
Zhang Shaoyu nodded and went directly into the music room. Yang Yaoting knew that people like them didn't like to be disturbed when they were creating, so she walked over quietly and closed the door for him.
Sweeping the floor, wiping dust, washing clothes, Yang Tingyao is a womanThings that should be done. Zhang Shaoyu is a bachelor, and his home is inevitably a little messy and dirty, even though he is a big star.
After finishing the housework, I looked at the time. It was ten o'clock in the evening. Is Shaoyu hungry? Dinner was too early, so I had to prepare some midnight snack for him. After rummaging through the refrigerator for a long time and finding some ingredients, Yang Tingyao decided to cook eight-treasure porridge for Zhang Shaoyu, which was his favorite in the past.
The man is working hard in the room, and the woman is preparing a midnight snack in the kitchen. Everything seems so peaceful and harmonious.
Looking at the steaming porridge in the pot, Yang Tingyao, who was wearing an apron, had a comfortable smile on her face. Living apart in two places for a long time, tortured by lovesickness, we finally looked forward to the opportunity to get together. I don¡¯t know how long this kind of life will last.
¡°My parents have inquired several times and called Zhang Shaoyu¡¯s home. The elders on both sides are very satisfied with them and want them to get married as soon as possible. But Shaoyu has never expressed any opinions on this matter. As a woman, it is impossible for her to take the initiative.
She is twenty-six years old. In a few years, she will become a thirty-year-old old girl. If she doesn¡¯t get married, I¡¯m afraid
Thinking of this, Yang Tingyao shook her head. Shaoyu is too busy now, so she should wait until he is free to talk to him, otherwise it will only increase his pressure.
After the porridge was cooked, Yang Tingyao filled a bowl and blew it with her mouth for a while. She estimated that the temperature was almost the same, so she carried it carefully and came to Zhang Shaoyu's music room.
"Shaoyu, can I come in?" Yang Tingyao knocked on the door and asked softly.
"Come in." Zhang Shaoyu's voice came from inside, and Yang Tingyao opened the door and walked in. She saw Zhang Shaoyu sitting in front of the piano, looking at the piano in a trance, as if she had encountered some problem.
"Come, Shaoyu, I'll make you eight-treasure porridge, eat it while it's hot." Yang Tingyao said softly.
Zhang Shaoyu seemed to be immersed in creation, and whispered: "Put it aside, I will eat it later."
Yang Tingyao said oh, put the porridge next to her, and was turning around to go out, but Zhang Shaoyu grabbed her hand.
"Sit with me." Zhang Shaoyu looked at her and smiled. Yang Tingyao nodded and sat down next to Zhang Shaoyu. Zhang Shaoyu put one hand around her waist very naturally. In the past, when they were at school, Zhang Shaoyu was always used to holding her like this as long as the two of them sat together.
Yang Tingyao didn¡¯t speak, but the smile on her face became even brighter.
"Well, I encountered some bottlenecks and composed a piece of music, but I always felt bad." Zhang Shaoyu's eyes fell on the piano again.
Hearing this, Yang Tingyao put a hand on Zhang Shaoyu's shoulder and comforted: "Don't be anxious. Creation is about feeling. When you don't feel it, don't force yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shaoyu suddenly turned his head with a strange smile on his face: "I seem to have feelings."
"Are you feeling it? So fast?" Yang Tingyao asked strangely, and saw the smile on Zhang Shaoyu's face getting weirder and weirder, seeming to imply something. She suddenly realized it, she nodded Zhang Shaoyu's forehead, and said with a smile: "You Guy!"
It turned out that the two were very close to each other at this time, and Yang Tingyao's entire body was almost pressed against Zhang Shaoyu's. No wonder he said he had feelings. This guy was always out of shape.
"Hey, you really misunderstood me this time. I really found the feeling. As soon as you sat next to me, the feeling came immediately." Zhang Shaoyu said seriously, with a serious expression, and he didn't seem to be joking.
Yang Tingyao was still doubtful. Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyu explained: "Look, in Director Zhang's play, Wei Xiaobao has seven wives. He embraces them on both sides and enjoys the blessings of everyone. As the saying goes, there are no husbands among the flowers. Please? At first, I couldn't grasp this feeling, but as soon as you came and leaned so close to me, the feeling came."
Seeing that he was speaking so seriously, Yang Tingyao immediately smiled and said: "Now that you have found the feeling, write it seriously. I will go out first." After saying that, she stood up.
Who knew that Zhang Shaoyu pulled her back: "No, I'm afraid I won't feel anything again as soon as you leave. You just sit next to me and watch me create. Listen by the way and taste it as a listener. How does it feel."
Yang Tingyao agreed, Zhang Shaoyu raised his hands and pressed the keys. Yang Tingyao listened intoxicatedly. At first, the sound of the music was like a small gurgling stream, refreshing her heart, as if she had arrived in a paradise. The green mountains and green waters complement each other beautifully, and the love between the husband and the concubine is so lingering that it will last forever.
Suddenly, the peak circuit turned, and the sound of joy, like the sea of ??anger, was endless. It becomes more and more urgent and passionate, making people listen to it as if they are on the cusp of the storm, trying to turn the tide.With such momentum, he looked up to the sky and roared. What a heroic moment! Even my daughter's family couldn't help but sigh after hearing this, "I will be a hero in life, and I will be a hero in death"!
"How was it? Do you feel okay?" Zhang Shaoyu had finished playing, removed his hands, and smiled proudly at Yang Tingyao.
After a while, Yang Tingyao came back to her senses and sighed: "It sounds good, it really sounds good. Just like that"
Zhang Shaoyu stared and said with a smile: "What does it look like?"
"That's right, it's like being proud of the world! Yes, yes, that's the feeling! A smile from the sea, the waves on both sides of the river, ups and downs with the waves, just remember the present day." Yang Tingyao seemed a little excited.
Zhang Shaoyu burst out laughing: "Haha, that's enough. The theme song of a martial arts drama requires this kind of feeling!"
Yang Tingyao looked at Zhang Shaoyu's proud look, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked his face: "Shaoyu, your reputation as a musical talent is not just a boast, you are really talented."
"That's right, didn't you read it in the newspaper? If we talk about the two great talents in Chinese music today, one is"
"Halo, you are really out of breath when you are called fat! Let me tell you, don't be proud. If a person is proud, he will easily become arrogant and annoying, you know? And" Yang Tingyao Then she took out her sister's identity and warned Zhang Shaoyu. But halfway through the words, he stopped talking because she found that Zhang Shaoyu looked at her a little strangely.
It seems like there is some nostalgia, some reluctance, and some
"Shaoyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?" Yang Tingyao asked strangely.
Zhang Shaoyu gently took her hands, held them in his palms, and looked at them in concentration. After a long time, I only heard him whisper: "Tingyao, tell me, how great would it be if you could stay with me all your life, warn me, and remind me?" His tone was low, and it was actually a little sad.
Yang Tingyao smiled sweetly, held his hands, and said with a chuckle: "Fool, of course I will stay with you all my life. When you do something wrong, I will remind you and warn you. When you are sad and disappointed, I will comfort you and encourage you. . This is my responsibility, do you understand? Don¡¯t you want me to be by your side to remind you all your life? "
Zhang Shaoyu suddenly laughed again and said loudly: "Of course I am willing, you are too worried."
Yang Tingyao was stunned. Is there something wrong with everyone named Zhang? It didn't matter that Zhang Li felt something was wrong, now Shaoyu was also shocked and exploded. However, she didn't think much about it. It was probably because Zhang Shaoyu was too busy and under too much pressure recently.
"Oops! The eight-treasure porridge is cold!" Suddenly, Yang Tingyao shouted. Zhang Shaoyu was startled, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you can eat it even if it's cold. I like everything you make." After saying that, he stretched out his hand.
Yang Tingyao slapped his hand away, picked up the bowl of eight-treasure porridge and walked out: "It's cold and hurts your stomach. Your stomach is not good to begin with. I'll heat it up for you."
Zhang Shaoyu kept watching Yang Tingyao go out, looking at her back, his expression became solemn.
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