Low Key Star

  Chapter 206 [206] Warm Sun in Winter

It was past eleven thirty when we returned to the capital. Zhang Yang knew that Lin Yiran might not be asleep yet, so he sent her a message as soon as he landed. Xiao Nizi didn't know if she was really asleep or pretended to be asleep, and she replied after a while , Said that she couldn't sleep and was reading a book in bed.

   Zhang Yang naturally wouldn't believe it, and told her to go to bed quickly, Lin Yiran obediently agreed and said good night.

  The car was parked at the airport, Zhang Hongkang drove, while Zhang Yang and Yan Xixi waited at the exit of the lobby. His itinerary was basically kept secret throughout the whole process, but there were still many passengers during this time period, and soon fans or crowds gathered around.

   Zhang Yang has gradually adapted and got used to this kind of scene, chatting with these people casually. Among them were several young boys and girls who looked like students. When chatting, Zhang Yang casually told them to study hard and not to fall in love with each other. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, someone retorted, saying: "You are in love with puppies yourself! "Aroused a burst of laughter.

   Zhang Yang laughed and said, "Nonsense! I and Lin Yiran only fell in love after graduation."

  Another boy asked: "Didn't you have a crush on Lin Yiran for a long time?"

   "Crush is not love, and a moderate crush is helpful for learning. In order to make yourself worthy of her, you have to work hard to be better."

  With the idol halo and psychological advantages, even though he was in public, Zhang Yang was still very calm, and asked with a smile, "Do you have a girl you like?"

  The boy blushed, waved his hands and said, "No, I love studying."

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Why are you blushing without you? Don't worry, no one is taking pictures here, and she won't know if she says it."

  Boys are probably more introverted. They waved their hands and continued to say no. Before Zhang Yang could tease him, a girl asked, "When will Zhang Yang release your new album?"

   "The recording has been finished, it should be soon, it depends on how the company arranges."

   "How many songs are there?"

"this…"

   Zhang Yang hesitated a little, thought for a while and said, "I don't know if I can say it, because I don't know if it belongs to the content that must be kept secret... at least it will not be less than ten."

   "What do you usually like to do~www.wuxiamtl.com~."

   "Any more?"

   Someone in the crowd shouted "Lin Yiran!", causing a burst of laughter.

   This is obviously a mockery of Zhang Yang's answer in the mall last time. Zhang Yang couldn't help but murmured secretly, thinking that this question and answer was a bit weird.

  During the chatting process, because of the laughter and the crowd here, it attracted more people's attention, so the crowd further increased, and the security guards who maintained order had to remind them to pay attention to safety, and Zhang Yang followed suit.

Zhang Hongkang drove over, and Zhang Yang said goodbye to these fans or the crowd. As the car started, he looked out at the neon lights through the window, and all kinds of thoughts flooded in. Complacency, pride, satisfaction, guilty conscience, and confusion intertwined together, making him The feeling was a bit complicated, until a burst of hunger hit, instantly defeated all the fearless emotions, and the only thought in my mind was: "What will I eat when I go back next time? What else can I eat?"

   "Sister Xixi, are you hungry?"

   Yan Xixi sitting on the co-pilot seat thought for a while, nodded, and said with a smile: "It seems a little bit. Why, are you hungry? Why don't you find a place to eat first?"

  Zhang Yang asked Zhang Hongkang again: "Brother, how about you?"

  Zhang Hongkang said: "I'm fine."

   "That means I'm hungry."

   Zhang Yang hesitated between showing off his cooking skills and saving trouble, and then decisively chose to save trouble. He found a restaurant that was still open near his residence, ate something, and returned home, it was already past one o'clock in the morning.

  Haha was playing ball in the living room, saw Zhang Yang coming back, ran over lightly, rubbed his head against his calf, Zhang Yang touched it with a smile, took a shower and then went to sleep.

  I didn’t know the time in the dream, I just felt something scratching my feet. At first I suspected it was Lin Yiran, but soon realized it was not because of the sharp claws.

Ha ha!

   Zhang Yang thought for a moment, remembering that he closed the door last night, how did it get in?

   Already learned to open the door?

Just as Zhang Yang was thinking, his feet had subconsciously retracted. Haha probably thought he was playing with it. He seemed to pounce forward and "hugged" Zhang Yang's toes again. His sharp claws stuck out. Although he didn't really grab him hard, But it was still so painful that Zhang Yang shuddered.

   Zhang Yang half sat up with his elbows propped up. Before seeing Haha, he first saw a familiar face almost pressed against his face, and at the same time heard a scream, which frightened him into a shudder.

  Lin still straightened her upper body, opened the distance, and saw each other's faces clearly again. She rubbed her chest and said angrily, "What are you doing? You scared me to death."

Zhang Yang stared at the position where her palm was caressing, gathered himself together, his foot was thrown again, quickly retracted his foot, lifted the bed, pouted his buttocks like a predator, Haha raised his head, and blinked innocently With big amber eyes, he meowed at him.

Zhang Yang sighed helplessly, before he had time to speak, Haha went to pounce on his feet again, and quickly bent down to pick him up, Haha struggled twice, Zhang Yang simply threw it aside, wrapped himself in the quilt again and lay down, listlessly asked Lin Still: "What time is it?"

   "It's almost eight o'clock."

"So early?"

   Zhang Yang yawned, "Have you eaten yet?"

  Lin still nodded, sat down beside the bed, and Zhang Yang said with a smile: "Wake up so early, are you still sleepy? Do you want to sleep together?"

  Lin still blushed slightly, gave him a white look, and asked softly, "When did you sleep last night?"

   "A little more."

   Zhang Yang closed his eyes again, and replied vaguely: "After I came back, I went to have a supper with my brother and sister Xixi."

  Lin Yiran gave a soft "hmm" and said, "Then you go on sleeping, I'll cook some porridge for you, and I'll call you later... What do you want to drink?"

   Zhang Yang opened his eyes and said with a smile, "I'll drink whatever you can."

  Lin still glared at him angrily, turned around and left the room, Zhang Yang shouted, "Take Haha out."

Lin Yiran yelled outside the door, Haha turned his head and looked outside, still lying on Zhang Yang's bed, Lin Yiran had no choice but to shake the cat stick outside, and when the bell rang, Haha ran out with a whoosh. Still taking advantage of the trend to close the door, Zhang Yang finally calmed down again.

  As soon as he closed his eyes, before he fell asleep, he heard Lin Yiran ask outside: "Zhang Yang, what's the right amount?"

   Zhang Yang said helplessly: "What amount?"

   "This recipe is said to be in moderation."

   "A moderate amount of what?"

"water."

"What are you going to do?"

   "Millet pumpkin porridge."

   "Where did you get the pumpkin?"

   "I borrowed it from Zining's mother."

   Zhang Yang: "..."

  He said helplessly: "Then how many pumpkins did you put?"

   "One piece."

   "..."

  Lin still didn't hear his reply, so he was very subjective, and continued: "There is still a handful of rice."

   Zhang Yang sighed, "You followed the recipe?"

"Yes."

   "You uninstall this software."

It was already winter, and the room was already cold. Zhang Yang got up in his pajamas, put on a coat, and went to the kitchen. He saw Lin still putting an old golden pumpkin on the chopping board, struggling to hold the knife. Peel the skin, put the cleaned millet next to it, and the washed casserole. Obviously, I don’t know how much water to put in, so I just cut the pumpkin first.

   While cutting, he asked: "I think it's very easy to use."

  After she finished asking, she didn't hear a reply. She seemed to have noticed something. She turned her head and saw Zhang Yang staring at herself intently. She wondered, "Why are you up?"

Zhang Yang didn't answer, but just walked over, stretched out his arms, and hugged her delicate body into his arms. Lin still held a knife in one hand, and the other hand was covered with mucus from catching pumpkins. He held her in his arms, gently After earning it, he said shyly, "What are you doing?"

   Zhang Yang lowered his head and kissed her slightly flushed cheek, looking a little refreshed, and said with a smile: "You said I got a good fortune in my life, why did I meet you?"

  Lin still cast a shy glance at him, and said with a sweet smile, "Didn't you say that you cultivated it in your previous life."

   Zhang Yang hugged her again, and said with a smile, "I'll do it."

  Lin still looked at the knife in his hand, then at his other sticky hand, and said angrily, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

   Zhang Yang said with a smile: "I am moved, reluctant, and flattered."

  Lin Yiran glanced at him, Zhang Yang smiled and reached out to take the knife, Lin Yiran reminded: "You haven't washed your hands yet."

   Zhang Yang washed his hands and put water and rice into the rice cooker first. Lin still watched his movements carefully and asked, "Didn't you say that the casserole tastes better?"

   "It's almost the same."

Zhang Yang himself doesn't understand much, but casserole is obviously not suitable for Lin Yiran. For her, simplicity and ease of use are the first principle. While cutting pumpkins, she said: "It's all spread by people who sell casserole. Such an expensive rice cooker , are all programmed, not to mention anything else, at least the heat is much better than mine...I put things in, and you just watch."

  Lin still responded sweetly, watching Zhang Yang put the pumpkin in, "Then go on to sleep, I'll call you later."

   Zhang Yang nodded, then pointed to his own cheek, Lin still blushed and shook his head, Zhang Yang could only smile and leaned over to her, kissed her on the cheek, and then went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

Back in the room, Zhang Yang opened the curtains first, the weather was good, the winter sun was warm, just like his warm heart at the moment, he lay down warmly, just about to feel his own happiness, when his consciousness fainted, he had already fallen into a deep sleep .

I don’t know how long it took before I woke up again and felt my mind was cleared up. Just when I heard the door of the room being pushed open, Lin still poked his head in slowly, and then with a whoosh, haha, he jumped directly onto his bed. Hurry up, throwing himself on Zhang Yang's thigh through the quilt already feels very heavy.

Zhang Yang originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, but now he has no choice but to act like he just woke up, looking at Haha with sleepy eyes, and then looking at Lin Yiran, Lin Yiran smiled sweetly at him, and said softly: "Okay Lah, get up, wash your face and brush your teeth, I'll serve the meal first."

  Zhang Yang nodded with a smile, got up to wash, came to the table, found that besides the millet pumpkin porridge, there was also a salted duck egg, a little funny and said: "Is this also borrowed?"

   "My uncle brought them yesterday, and I brought you a few and put them in the refrigerator. They are delicious and fragrant."

   Zhang Yang was a little surprised: "You cooked it yourself?"

  Lin still raised his chin proudly, "No way?"

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "She looks like a good wife and mother."

  Lin still snorted softly, did not answer the sentence, and asked: "There is still bread, do you want it?"

   Zhang Yang didn't feel hungry, he shook his head and said, "Just have porridge."

  Lin Yiran responded, and sat next to him to watch him eat. Haha, he jumped onto the dining table, smelled it everywhere, but didn’t find anything he liked, so he jumped down again.

   Zhang Yang looked at Lin Yiran, who was eating salted duck eggs and drinking millet pumpkin porridge. After waiting for a while, he didn't hear any movement, so he couldn't help but ask Luoshen: "This kind of scene doesn't trigger any background music?"

   Luoshen said indifferently: "It's a pity it's not you."

   Zhang Yang scolded angrily: "Get lost!"

   Luoshen was not angry either, "It's fine if you don't like it."

   Zhang Yang said: "When I wanted to give up, you kept persuading me to confess to her. Now that we are finally married, you seem to be looking forward to the separation of the two of us... Are you out of your mind?"

   "I just care how many songs you get."

  Luo Shen still said indifferently, "You do the math yourself. How many songs have you won since the end of the Yinchao, or since the two of you established a relationship? After this album, what will you use to produce the next album?"

   "It seems to be true."

  Zhang Yang thought for a while, "Then I'll make a playlist and play it to me when you have time. Isn't it possible to get songs by scraping scores?"

  Luo Shen let out a chuckle: "You don't consider the experience that fits your own?"

   "I have already recognized my original music identity, so this is not so important, right? Besides, every song can't be a personal experience, as long as there is emotion."

  Luo Shen thought for a while, and with rare cooperation, said: "Okay, what song do you want?"

The so-called taking people's short hands and eating others' soft mouths is obviously because of the two-year agreement. Although Zhang Yang is unwilling to talk to her at this time, he still recalls a few songs that can be remembered immediately: ""Blue and White Porcelain"" "The Name of the Father", "Chapter Seven of the Night", and those martial arts songs..."

Zhang Yang "doesn't talk", Lin Yiran didn't feel bored, turned on the TV, but didn't watch it, just sat there and watched him, Zhang Yang finished chatting with Luoshen, seeing her still staring at him, he said a little funnyly: "Why are you looking at me? "

  Lin still rolled his eyes and didn't speak, but Zhang Yang remembered what happened when he woke up in the morning, "By the way, when I woke up, what were you doing?"

  Lin still blushed, but showed a puzzled expression, and blinked, "What are you doing?"

   Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Why are you bending over?"

  Lin still blinked, "See if you wake up, what's the matter?"

   Zhang Yang didn't speak, just stared at her and smiled. Seeing that Lin Yiran's face was getting redder and redder, just when he felt that the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, a burst of exciting music suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Roar!"

"what!"

"Roar!"

"what!"

   "Ask the world, is this mountain the highest?"

"Roar!"

"what!"

   "Or there is another place higher than the sky"

  …

  (end of this chapter)