Feng Yiping always sleeps more soundly when his parents are around. This is probably just a psychological effect. Although he no longer needs his parents to protect him, he knows deep down that in this world, they are the people who would without hesitation give their lives to protect him.
Not only does he sleep well, he also goes to bed early. He goes to bed before eleven and sleeps until he wakes naturally. When he touches his side, he realises that Huang Jingping is not there. It's true that his parents are there, but she is embarrassed and doesn't want to stay in bed late.
When he looks at the clock, it's already past nine. It's quiet outside. He yells, 'Mom, Mom,'
i Qiuping, who is wearing an apron, smiles as she walks in. 'You're so big, but you still act like a child. What are you shouting for? Get up, the sun is shining on your butt,'
Feng Yiping stretched in the warm quilt, 'Is there any breakfast left?'
'There's plenty left. Hurry up, Jingping and I are preparing lunch. Also, give the two of them a call. They're really pitiful, with only one man at ho, they can't eat their mother's cooking very often,'
Yes, they can't eat their mother's cooking, but it's good that they have their girlfriends' cooking.
After eating a big bowl of congee and two big buns that her mother had made herself, and while she was devouring the glutinous rice chicken, her sister followed her father into the kitchen and, after giving Feng Yiping a glance, said to i Qiuping and Huang Jingping, who were busy with the fish and spare ribs, 'Hey, Mum, Jingping, put that aside for a mont and co quickly, your big egg has beco a celebrity!'
'What celebrity?' i Qiuping hurriedly walked out of the kitchen with Huang Jingping, who was still wearing an apron.
'Look,' Feng Yuxuan read aloud, 'is he a student, a writer, a songwriter, or an entrepreneur?'
This was the article Zheng Yong had written, and the opening was very intriguing: 'Do you know the person behind the just-concluded concert that was full of stars and classic works?'
Zheng Yong and his team were really bold and daring. While other entertainnt columns were still reporting on the concert that had just ended with its stars shining brightly and producing classic works, they published such a story on the front page. This ti, the stars at the concert and the new songs destined to beco classics were reduced to supporting roles.
Feng Zhenchang, holding several copies of the sa newspaper, smiled and said to Feng Yiping, 'Do you want to read it?'
This really is exactly what I was afraid of. Feng Yiping put down the glutinous rice chicken he had just started to eat, wiped his hands carelessly, took a copy, and sighed. This Zheng Yong really is shaless. Couldn't you have delayed the report for a few days? It's a pity that my perfect image, which I've been planning for years, has been ruined in an instant!
It's the first ti I've been on such a major newspaper, and it's exactly the entertainnt news report that I least wanted to be on. I'm afraid that from now on, I'll most likely be labelled as soone in the entertainnt industry by many people!
'Why don't you seem happy?' Feng Yuxuan looked at him and said, 'A second-year student at Tsinghua University, writing novels, writing lyrics and composing music, adapting novels into movies, running a company, is that all true? Besides, being famous now is not a bad thing,'
Feng Yiping is not afraid of being famous now, and in fact, it's ti to cultivate so expectations. It's just that he really doesn't like being famous with such a label.
'I'm not very happy about it,' he says a little dejectedly. "In a few days, there should be a financial newspaper reporting on , and then I'll have one more hat I like on my head,'
you tell , if you make a grand and pleasing entrance in front of the whole country as an "internationally renowned young scholar,' what a thing it would be.
'Don't be so ungrateful, this is a national newspaper, have you been on it before?' Feng Yuxuan said, 'Besides, how do you know that a financial newspaper will report on you in a few days? Did you bribe so journalists?'
'In a few days, our school will hold a eting with the participation of central leaders,'
'What does that have to do with reporting on you? Even if you can participate, it will definitely be reporting on the leaders,'
'Many well-known foreign multinational company chairn and presidents will attend this eting,'
'Yes, then there's even less chance of reporting on you,' Feng Yuxuan stared at her brother angrily, 'You're the classic case of having the best and wanting the best.'
'I wrote a book on business, which was very popular with the foreigners who ca to the eting, and they will definitely ntion . Do you think the financial newspapers will report on then?'
Feng Yiping really resented the insensitivity and inaction of the dostic financial journalists, and also resented the entertainnt reporters for being too quick to report. If today's report could be delayed by a week, it would be perfect!
In fact, he really was a bit harsh on the dostic financial journalists. It's not that they didn't see the enthusiastic response to Feng Yiping's book in foreign newspapers and magazines, it's just that how many reporters would bother to read a thick English monograph?
It's not as easy as entertainnt reporters reporting on it. As long as it's related to a celebrity, it will definitely attract a lot of attention.
After hearing Huang Jingping ntion the book, Feng Zhenchang happily asked, 'Really? You really published a book abroad? Hurry up and show a copy,'
'What's the use of just one copy? Get a few more so we can give them away,' Feng Yuxuan said.
'It's all in English, who are you going to give it to?'
'Don't you know, it's all in English, which shows how highly regarded my brother is!'
'It also shows that you are high class, right?' i Qiuping rubbed the cover of a book she didn't even know the words on, and looked at the back cover. 'I'm afraid it's not cheap. If we can give them less, let's give them less. They won't be able to read it anyway. Jingping said she was going to publish a Chinese version, so we can just tell them to buy it then. No, we can just give it to them,'
she was really being much more generous now.
In the hard seat carriage of the train back to the capital, Wu Xinyang and Xiao Cai leaned against each other and fell asleep, lulled by the low, regular sound of the train. Suddenly, the small table in the middle was firmly slapped and soone yelled, 'I told you, no wonder!'
The two girls were suddenly awakened, and Liang Yonggao, sitting opposite, innocently gestured towards Jinbao, who was sitting outside.
'Jinbao, you did it on purpose!' Xiao Cai exclaid, rubbing her eyes.
'It really wasn't intentional. You can see for yourself what happened,' Jin Bao said with a smile, handing her the newspaper.
Xiao Cai took it suspiciously and read the headline with Wu Xinyang, not understanding what it had to do with them.
'Keep reading,' Jin Bao said to them.
On second glance, they got the idea. "This is about Feng Yiping?'
Jin Bao nodded. "No wonder he can invite so many big nas. He really kept us in the dark,'
Wu Xinyang also exclaid, 'The novel he wrote was really made into a movie by Director Zhang in 1998?'
'I don't think there's any mistake. This is what the principal of his high school said,'
'Oh my god, he wrote so many songs?' Xiao Cai couldn't believe it as she read the nas of so many familiar songs listed in the newspaper.
'And his novel has sold more than a million copies in Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan, and mainland China,'
They couldn't help but marvel and exclaim. These things, if accomplished just once in a lifeti by an ordinary person, would be a source of great glory. Feng Yiping has accomplished so many things at once.
Wu Xinyang looked at the pen na 'Deep Sea' with amusent. 'Deep Sea, Deep Sea, you're really hiding in there!'
When Feng Yiping and Gao Heng had their clash in the classroom, Wu Xinyang mostly had so views on Feng Yiping's demonstrations or bragging about his achievents, thinking that he was a show-off boy. She never expected that Feng Yiping had actually planted so many clues.
Of course, they didn't know that although this was the first ti Feng Yiping had been found out by a reporter for hiding sothing, Zheng Yong's report, which had been rushed out to attract attention, didn't write about so things.
However, Zheng Yong perfectly achieved his goal. His report, unprecedentedly, defeated all those other celebrity news reports.
Because this story t everyone's expectations. In the past, everyone liked to read about the poor scholar who beca the top scholar and married the princess. Now, the common people are just as interested in stories about ordinary people from the bottom rising up to beco successful.
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In fact, so dostic financial journalists were also frustrated at this ti. They had already prepared a very good article and were about to publish it, but unexpectedly, the entertainnt news stole so of the lilight first.
So, when Feng Yiping and the others arrived at Capital Airport at noon on the 5th, they were surprised to find that the headline on the front page of the China Business News was exactly the one he had always hoped for: 'Child prodigy and genius, internationally renowned youngest expert'
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