I am Really a Superstar Chapter 62: Family Dinner

Chapter 62: Family Dinner

Afternoon, 4 P.M.

The unit knocked off earlier, since it was Mid-Autumn’s Festival.

Zhang Ye had wanted to rest an extra day tomorrow, so he stayed over to record the next day’s episode of “The Wizard of Oz” before heading ho. His mom had called this morning to inform him that he should go to his grandmother’s place. Zhang Ye naturally obeyed, so he went ho to the Jiaon rented apartnt, so that he could change into sothing more presentable.

Upon entering the corridor, he coincidentally bumped into Rao Aimin, who was coming out of the elevator.

“Eh, Auntie Landlady?” Zhang Ye greeted, “What have you been doing these days? Why haven’t I seen you? I have pushed the rent through the underside of your door. Did you see it?”

“I saw it. Wait up.” Rao Aimin threw the trash bag in her hands into a trash compartnt by the door and took the elevator with Zhang Ye. She slanted her eyes at him, “You sure are good, kid. You beca famous once again. You won first place at the Mid-Autumn Poetry et just now, right?”

Zhang Ye said proudly, “Just average.”

Rao Aimin flicked a ball of thread that had fallen on her arm, “To think that you accepted the praise I gave you. It is only because those people don’t know anything. Your poem was so sh*tty!”

Zhang Ye exclaid, “Ah? My poem is sh*tty?”

“How did you compose it? Recite it.” Rao Aimin said.

“Alright, then please analyze and tell where it’s wrong. I really can’t believe it.” Zhang Ye imdiately turned offensive. He was thinking, “How could anyone pick a fault in Su Shi’s most famous work? Isn’t this bull****? Even those people from the Writers’ Association could not say anything, but you can?” He then shook his head as he said deeply, “When will the moon be clear and bright…”

“Isn’t that a load of rubbish!? When will it? The 15th day of the 8th month!” Rao Aimin said loudly.

Zhang Ye was stunned as he suppressed his speechlessness, “With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the clear sky…”

Rao Aimin interjected, “Why do you even need to ask the clear sky? There’s no need to ask it. Asking would do. I already told you; it’s the 15th day of the 8th month!”

Zhang Ye’s brain was already filled with black lines, “…In the Heavens on this night, I wonder what season it would be?”

Rao Aimin interrupted once again, “Didn’t I already tell you. Today is the 15th day of the 8th month! Year 2014, the 15th day of the 8th month of the Lunar calendar! Do you have no calendar at ho?”

Zhang Ye, “….%$#@@#@)!&&”

Rao Aimin showed her venomous tongue once again. This was the first ti Zhang Ye had heard such a sharp criticism of the poem. He was montarily dumbfounded!

Your sister!

Are you understanding “Shuidiao Getou” as sothing from the children’s show, ‘A Hundred Thousand Whys’!?

Zhang Ye already knew that he could not communicate with the landlady who had not one bit of literary culture, so he imdiately went ho to change his clothes. If he carried on speaking with the landlady, Zhang Ye believed there were only two outcos. Either he would be vexed to death, or Su Shi would be vexed to life! However, after giving it so thought, Zhang Ye was hoping that there was soone like her amongst his fans. If a queen with a venomous tongue like Rao Aimin joined in the troll army wars, then she would be an absolute force to be reckoned with. The landlady herself had the power to fight a thousand alone. That was the real battleground for her to show her prowess. Yes, on this point, the landlady was an extrely rare talent!

…

5.30 P.M.

The sky was still cloudy and looked like it was about to rain.

Zhang Ye ca to Liu Li Qiao, where his granny’s house was. This was an old and tiny district. The thing slightly different from his mory was that this tiny district had been repainted, so the houses looked newer. Clearly, this was a change caused by the ga ring. It was like a butterfly effect. There were many slight adjustnts in this world. Well, it was unknown what changes had happened to his relatives. This was also one of the reasons why he had not dared to co to his granny’s place ever since he had started work. Strictly speaking, this was no longer the world he completely knew, so he was afraid of letting the cat out of the bag.

Upstairs.

The door was open, but the anti-theft door was still activated. Laughter and chatter from the few cousins could be heard.

Zhang Ye opened the anti-theft door and entered. The first thing he saw was his mother and his third aunt, who were cooking in the kitchen, “Mom, Third Aunt.”

His Mom smiled. “Son, you are here?”

His Third Aunt smiled. “Heh. Our superstar is here.”

“What do you an, superstar? I’m just a radio host, so don’t tease .” Zhang Ye said humbly, before looking towards the sofa, “First Uncle, First Aunt, Second Uncle, Third Uncle.” He greeted them one by one. “All of you are here? Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!” Only his Second Aunt was not here for so unknown reason.

“Heh, Little Ye.”

“I haven’t seen you in a long ti.”

“Quickly co in and et your grandparents.”

Zhang Ye said, “Okay.” and entered the small house. The door was closed. His uncles smoked, while his grandmother did not like the cigarette sll. Opening the door, he gave so nutritional and health supplents that he had bought from the supermarket to his grandparents, “Grandma, Grandpa, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. How are the both of you?”

Grandma liked Zhang Ye the most. The mont that she saw him, she urged him to take a seat, “I’m good. My health is good, too. I’ve only been missing you. Why haven’t you co in a month?”

Grandpa also doted on Zhang Ye a lot. There was no other way. Although Zhang Ye was a maternal grandson, he was the only boy amongst the younger generation in the house. As old people, they were more traditional and prefered boys, “Little Ye is busy at work. He just started work, so he can’t keep coming like before.”

Grandma asked, “Hehe. Why did you buy so much? How much would that cost?”

Zhang Ye smiled. “It’s not much. It’s just to honor the two of you, and let you supplent your bodies.”

“Look at our Little Ye; he’s so sensible.” Grandma bead.

At this mont, shouts ca out from the house. These shouts sounded like larks. They were clear and pleasant.

“My brother is here!”

“Bro! Let take a glance!”

“The superstar is here! I need to see him, too!”

The three sisters crowded into the small room.

His mother’s family situation was quite interesting. His mother was the eldest sister in the house. She had three younger brothers, who were Zhang Ye’s first, second and third uncles. The three uncles all had daughters as children, which were the three cousins of Zhang Ye.

The eldest sister was Cao Dan. She was in her early twenties and was not much younger than Zhang Ye. She was still in college.

The second sister was Cao Tong. She was in high school. Her personality was quite frank, like a boy. She was good at making big hoohas.

The third sister was Cao ngng. She was in middle school. She was the most mischievous of all. She made a fuss all day and she was not afraid of doing anything.

In summary, none of these three girls were easy to deal with.

When Zhang Ye saw them, he sighed, “Little Dan, Little Tong, ngng.”

The eldest sister was considered the quietest amongst the three. She obediently called, “Bro.”

His second and third sister were not that particular. Cao Tong slapped Zhang Ye on the shoulder loudly, “Well done, Bro! You beca a celebrity after I had not seen you for a few days!”

Grandma shot a glance at her, “This kid… How can you speak to your older brother in this manner?”

Cao ngng sank as she held Zhang Ye’s arm while laughing, “After hearing what First Aunt said, I specially went on the web to check, and I really found quite a lot of your works. Our school has also publicized ‘Little Bunnies Be Good’. I only knew that it was written by my Bro yesterday. So aweso. Hehe. Bro, you must have made quite a lot of money? Be honest. The few of us don’t have any allowance left to spend. My parents also aren’t giving any pocket money. We will be relying on you.”

Money?

Hurhur, what sort of question was that!

You are my sisters; how can I not give money if you ask?

Well, but talking about money hurts feelings, so let’s change the subject!

Zhang Ye digressed and chatted about other things with them. First Uncle and Second Uncle also ca over and they chatted.

After a short exchange and so leading questions, Zhang Ye received quite a good understanding of the present situation. His relatives had not changed too much. However, there were still so differences. For example, his youngest cousin’s school was no longer the middle school from his mories. His eldest cousin had scored tens of points higher for her college entrance exams than in his mory. For example, the working place of his First Uncle and Aunt had changed to sowhere Zhang Ye had no mory of. All of these were considered minor changes. After all, the world had changed to a new world. A lot of cultural industries may change, so it was impossible to not affect his family. After figuring this out, Zhang Ye also dared to speak, and was not too afraid of making mistakes.

Even as dinner ti approached, everyone was still talking about Zhang Ye.

“Little Ye is so promising.”

“Little Ye, when did you dabble in creative work? Why didn’t I see it before?”

“That’s right; I’ve never seen this talent of Little Ye in the past. Even if he gained enlightennt, it shouldn’t have been so exaggerated. I heard from Big Sis that Little Ye even wrote poems!”

Third Uncle and Aunt had a suspicious tone, but they had no malicious thoughts. They really could not understand. This was because other than Zhang Ye having managed to make the cut for a pretty good university, he was not great in any other aspect. He had been too normal since he was young, hence they had even discussed before that after Zhang Ye graduated, he would at most find a behind-the-scenes job in a radio station or newspaper firm, where he would do the lighting or write docunts. No one expected Zhang Ye to find such a well-fitted profession and even manage to sit stably as one of Beijing Radio Station’s broadcasting hosts!

His parents did not speak.

However, his Mom did not like hearing that and was just about to retort.

Suddenly, Second Aunt ca ho. She held a bag of mantou in her hands. She had just went to buy food. The mont she entered, she began to chatter. She pulled out two rolls of newspapers that she had held under her arm. “Eh. Little Ye, you got off work? Quickly take a look. I just bought the newspaper at the newsstand. Little Ye has made it into the papers. At this afternoon’s whatever Mid-Autumn Poetry et, Little Ye had shockingly taken down the professional writers from the Beijing Writers’ Association, getting first!”

“Eh?”

“There was such a thing?”

“Quickly, let see.”

“What sort of newspapers? So tabloid?”

Everyone was very surprised.

Second Aunt said, “What tabloid? It’s the Beijing Evening News. Another is the Beijing Tis. They are all big newspapers and each have a great circulation!”

Zhang Ye tilted his head over and took a glance. He had walked past the newsstands just now, but he did not buy it. He did not think that the afternoon’s events would be reported in ti, as the newspaper firms would have prepared manuscripts. So it would never be in ti. But who knew that it would co out today? Hence, he also had not seen the specific content.

His Third Cousin, Cao ngng, grabbed it, “Wow, Bro. You really beca famous. I thought it was just so small hooha. I didn’t know that you had beco so famous!”

The relatives passed the newspapers around as they surrounded them. Only then did they realize how promising Zhang Ye had beco.

Grandpa and Grandma were very elated. They praised their grandson for his abilities.

Mom’s face was beaming with pride as she began to brag, “That’s because you don’t know. Little Ye is aweso. Just last ti, he used a poem to save a person’s life. A female university student wanted to commit suicide; but after hearing my son’s poem, she imdiately did not want to die. The next day, the entire family even brought a banner and made a big hooha at my son’s unit to thank him. Also, that fairy tale that was greatly publicized by the capital, it may seem like an ordinary story, but in fact, it’s nothing ordinary. Back then, when my son posted ‘Little Bunnies Be Good’, that was a national contest… That was sothing that even shocked the Education Ministry. I think it’s even possible for it to be written into elentary school textbooks. And then, there’s the other ti…”

Mom was bragging throughout the entire al.

Zhang Ye blushed while hearing this. He was thinking, “I didn’t realize that I was so kick-ass!”