You made me a superstar

Chapter 307 Zhou Yang's Embarrassment

The jeep drove into a gate, and the guarded security personnel saluted the driver, unlike other security personnel who just saw Zhou Yang with their eyes wide open, after being carefully interrogated in the back seat, After identifying the identity of the passenger and recording the ID card, he saluted and let the jeep in.

Along the way, Zhou Yang saw banks, movie theaters, kindergartens and other facilities. Many of them were wearing military uniforms, walking tall and straight, with a natural sense of fear. At the same time, Zhou Yang also saw Song Yiyi, who was not wearing a mask, holding The shopping basket seems to have just bought some vegetables...

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

"Don't be nervous."

"Well, I'm fine."

When getting out of the car, Zhou Yang heard An Xiao's voice.

Zhou Yang nodded subconsciously.

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

It is impossible not to be nervous. Zhou Yang is not a fool. The people living in this courtyard house can definitely make most of China tremble by stomping three times.

Zhou Yang walked in behind An Xiao, feeling his heart beating slightly faster.

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

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

The moment he walked into the courtyard, he seemed to have returned to the day when he left Huaxia for the first time and arrived in Berlin with confusion and anxiety.

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

The courtyard is very quiet, with flowers and plants planted, it seems no different from the courtyard that Zhou Yang knew?
Except for being clean, except for a few guards standing at the door with live ammunition...

This is An Xiao's home!
Such a thought suddenly appeared in Zhou Yang's mind.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yang's heart trembled uncontrollably.

He suddenly realized something.

It was the first time to visit. Although he was wearing a suit and looked quite formal, he didn't seem to buy any gifts...

But what can you buy as a gift?

For a family of Mr. An's level, it may not be appropriate to buy things like "Xin Gai Zhong Gai" or "Melatonin".

Would it be rude?
"The arrogance and arrogance
Hot blood beats red sun

Courage is like iron and bone is like steel
With a broad mind and a long-sighted vision..."

Just as Zhou Yang was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

That's "A Man Should Be Self-Strengthening" that I sang in "The Grand Master".

"Grandpa, here we come."

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

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

These are all vegetables in April and May.

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

Zhou Yang froze for a moment, unexpectedly the old man would suddenly ask himself this question, but he still nodded: "Yes."

"Come to work, the tools are at hand."

"Oh, good."

Zhou Yang nodded subconsciously, then took the hoe and silently helped the old man with the work.

The old man doesn't talk much, but he doesn't look fierce, on the contrary, he is quite kind, and he is not like the kind described in some novels, he is born with a murderous look, and his eyes can't wait to stare people out of a few transparent holes Feel.

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

"Okay, quite skilled."

The old man nodded. When he saw Zhou Yang skillfully picked up the hoe and hoeed the ground, his face was a bit surprised, and then he showed a little smile.

"When I was young, I often did..."

Zhou Yang smiled foolishly.

Whether it is Zhou Yang in the original world or Zhou Yang in this world, they all did a lot of farm work when they were young.

During those difficult days when he was an electrician, if the landlord hadn't strongly opposed it, Zhou Yang would even have wanted to open a field by the side of the road to grow some vegetables.

one afternoon.

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

Zhou Yang and the old man were both busy in their respective fields. Except for Zhou Yang’s unspeakable embarrassment when the song "A Man Should Be Self-improvement" was played over and over on the stereo not far away, Zhou Yang didn’t feel any discomfort. On the contrary, he quite enjoyed the feeling of sweating, especially the muddy feeling of his feet stepping on the ground, which made him feel unprecedentedly peaceful.

It wasn't until after the sun set that the old man stood up and looked at Zhou Yang's sweet potatoes and carrots with satisfaction: "I can't tell, you are good at beating people, singing, and making movies... and you are also good at work." Well, haha."

The old man's smile was hearty, and he was very comfortable listening.

"Grandpa, I'm actually, actually..." Zhou Yang thought that he had been in the entertainment industry for so long, and although his skin was not as thick as the city wall, it shouldn't be much worse, but he didn't expect that Zhou Yang's face would turn red when the old man made such a joke. When I woke up, I even felt a little bit uneasy.

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

"A bit."

"I heard 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 his trousers and leather shoes were even more muddy, covered with layers of clods, making him look a bit embarrassed.

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

When Zhou Yang put the hoe and tools away, there was the sound of a jeep 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 face, he was very surprised. Then he looked at the old man, and his original smile became a little restrained in an instant: "Grandpa An is good."

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

"Well, it's Xiao Tang, Zhibin, come in quickly, the meal should be ready soon...Xiao Zhou, go wash up and get ready for dinner."

"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.

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Tang Xiao is a person who knows how to deal with things. After he came in, he has been busy in and out of the kitchen.

While Zhou Yang and An Zhibin were sitting on the side, they were in a very delicate and awkward situation.

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

An Xiao sat not far from Zhou Yang and wrote something, which seemed to be some documents in the department.

Not long after Tang Xiao went in, he walked out as if thinking of something.

"Xiao Zhou, it suddenly occurred to me that you seem to be quite skilled, right?"

"what?"

"Aren't you going to show off your skills?"

When he saw Tang Xiao's eyes, Zhou Yang was at a loss at first, then subconsciously stood up and walked towards the kitchen immediately.

After walking into the kitchen, Tang Xiao lowered his voice with a weird expression on his face.

"You came empty-handed?"

"Sorry..." Zhou Yang was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Remember, you must buy a gift next time you come in. No matter how expensive the gift is or not, Chinese people pay attention to reciprocity...By the way, didn't I remember telling you to be more formal?"

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

Sophistication of the world has never been something that Zhou Yang is good at.

Even if you have been in the circle for nearly two years, it's about the same.

Moreover, the key point is that An Xiao didn't tell him that she wanted to buy gifts, let alone meet her grandpa.

If I had said it earlier, Zhou Yang would definitely bring something up...

But when Zhou Yang thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong. He wasn't in a relationship with his parents. What kind of form was this today?
Zhou Yang was puzzled. After pondering for a long time, he was still at a loss.

"This is much better than ordinary leaders. Forget it, let's work. Bring out your specialty dishes. By the way, do you know how to use a firewood stove?"

"Will do."

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

this thing...

Long time no see.

I really miss it.

An hour later, the sun was setting.

Zhou Yang took a plate of dishes and put them on the table.

Many dishes are Zhou Yang's specialties.

"Haha, we came just in time, Lao Yang, come on, sit down, have some wine with the juniors today..."

"Ah, Chief, this is not appropriate, I still have something to do..."

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

"Thank you Chief!"

outside the house.

The old man walked in with another old man with a scar on his face and missing a hand.

The old man named Lao Yang finally nodded his head and sat in his seat when he saw that the hospitality was hard to turn down.

The old man laughed.

"Sit, sit, sit, just have a meal, don't make it so formal, it happens that your grandma is not here, Lao Yang and I have a little wine, no one is allowed to gossip!"

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Zhou Yang sat in the corner.

He is actually more afraid of this kind of occasion.

Slightly restrained.

"Mr. An, who are you looking for me..." Zhou Yang couldn't understand the situation, and finally looked at An Xiao.

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

"What script are you writing?"

script?

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

"Eat first, then talk after eating."

"Xiao Zhou, what are you whispering about? 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 him a wine glass.

　Sorry for the late update...

　　Written very badly, have been changing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)