Chapter 201 The iron fist of justice falls on Zhou Ziwu
"cheers!"
7pm.
In the hotel box, all the staff of Zhou Ziwu Studio gathered together.
In order to celebrate the great sales of "Yun", Zhou Wenshan hosted a celebration banquet for Zhou Yun and all the employees who worked overtime for the release of "Yun" during this period.
As the singer of "Yun", Zhou Yun should have been the focus of the audience.
However, the arrival of Zhou Ziwu focused everyone's attention on him. After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the success of "Luck" is inseparable from his lyrics and music.
On the contrary, Zhou Yun, the singer, seems less important. Even without him, it would be the same with Zhang Yun and Wang Yun.
The super high quality of these three songs, coupled with the studio's vigorous promotion, is destined to make "Luck" a blockbuster.
Zhou Yun himself knew this, so he didn't care much about everyone taking Zhou Ziwu as the centerpiece.
What's more, the studio is run by a father and son. Isn't it normal to fawn over the boss at the celebration party?
At the same time, he reminded himself again in his mind to correct his position.
Zhou Yun didn't care, but Zhou Ziwu couldn't stand it.
Faced with everyone's continuous toasts and compliments, and looking at Zhou Yun who was no one paying attention to him, he couldn't sit still for a moment.
But everyone here was one of his own, and he couldn't put on a bad face, so he had to wink at his father, and at the same time look apologetically at Zhou Yuanyuan, and then find an excuse and run away.
By the time the driver took him home, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
When I turned on the big light in the living room, the room was quiet and empty.
In order to create a space for the young couple to be alone, so that they could have their grandson as soon as possible, and in order not to be annoying to others, Zhou Wenshan and Zhang Suyue discussed it, suppressed their reluctance, and found another house to live in.
It's not far away, it's in the same community, and it's only a ten-minute walk.
It's not that Zhou Ziwu and Chu Qingqiu tried to persuade them to stay, but the old couple were very stubborn and wanted to move no matter what. He had no choice but to help his parents move.
At this time, facing an empty home, Zhou Ziwu was not surprised.
Today is the day of Shi Yue's concert. As a guest singer, she should be backstage, listening to the roar of the mountains and the tsunami outside, clenching her fists nervously, and waiting excitedly.
Or maybe she was already in the center of the stage at this time, singing her favorite songs and enjoying the shouts and screams from the audience.
Whether she is backstage or on stage, she must be happy at this moment.
Compared to acting, singing is her favorite and she is willing to devote herself to her lifelong career.
If there was a concert dedicated to her, she would definitely be happier...
"Gulu~"
The feeling of hunger in his belly interrupted his thoughts.
He lowered his head and touched his stomach, shaking his head helplessly.
At the celebration banquet just now, as soon as he picked up his chopsticks, he was enthusiastically surrounded by a group of people. Although no matter who came, he just took a sip, but he couldn't stand the crowd.
In the end, I drank a few glasses of wine and didn't even have time to take a bite of the food.
Holding my stomach, I went to the kitchen. There was nothing in the refrigerator except two eggs, a tomato and a few green vegetables.
I took out the few things left in the refrigerator, walked around the kitchen, and finally found a handful of dried noodles in the cupboard.
Yes, let’s eat noodles.
What we focus on is a good living.
"Click."
As soon as I knocked two eggs into the pot, there was a knock on the door over there.
When I walked out of the kitchen, I saw that it was Chu Dahu.
She stood at the door with her back to this side, explaining something to the assistant who sent her back.
She was also wearing stage clothes, a knee-length dark blue one-shoulder suspender skirt, covered with small round sequins, which shone brightly under the light. Her long black hair was tied into a bun.
Without the cover of black hair, the slender goose neck is exposed to the air.
Under the two shiny white calves, the bare feet are stepping on the same shiny black diamond-encrusted stilettos, which are like the round heels of shelled eggs, and they have also become an eye-catcher.
"You've been running around all day, so come back quickly."
After briefly explaining to Li Qi, Chu Qingqiu asked her to go back and rest.
Li Qi nodded and was about to turn around when he noticed Zhou Ziwu behind him.
She stretched out her right hand and waved to him, "Brother Zhou, I'm leaving."
Hearing her call her brother, Zhou Ziwu laughed and said, "I remember you liked to quarrel with me, why did you start calling me brother?"
Li Qi's face turned red when he said this.
A few months ago, she really liked to quarrel with him.
At that time, she secretly arranged for him many times, thinking that he was a pretty boy who deceived his sister Chu with his sweet talk.
But now, she just felt that her sister Chu was far ahead in her vision and could find such a potential stock in the vast sea of people.
Sister Chu's success in achieving her music dream today is entirely due to him.
She won the Golden Melody Awards all over the place, and her appearance on the podium for five times directly made her a little fan girl.
It's too late for her to admire him now, so how can she quarrel with him?
Seeing the assistant blushing at what he said, Chu Qingqiu turned around and rolled her eyes at him.
Looking back, she said to Li Qi: "Qiqi, go back and have a good rest for a few days. If anything happens, I will send you a message."
Sending Li Qi away, the tomato, egg, and vegetable noodles in the kitchen are ready.
Coming out of the kitchen with a small pot for cooking noodles, Zhou Ziwu sat down in the living room, picked up chopsticks and was about to start eating, when Chu Dahu came out of the bedroom after changing into home clothes.
Seeing that he had no intention of sharing, Chu Qingqiu snorted angrily: "You can eat alone."
Zhou Ziwu asked strangely: "Don't you say you don't eat at night because you want to stay in shape?"
"snort."
Chu Qingqiu didn't answer, walked to the kitchen, grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and walked over "menacingly".
Seeing this, Zhou Ziwu quickly protected him with his hands.
Chu Qingqiu was not polite and grabbed it with his chopsticks.
After a tense and fierce battle, Chu Qingqiu won.
Picking up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, Chu Qingqiu blew it twice, glanced at him proudly, and pushed her hair behind her ears. Just as she was about to take a bite, she heard Zhou Ziwu's dissatisfied protest.
"You blew all the saliva into it, how can others eat it?"
"snort!"
"Hu~hu~"
After blowing harder for two more times, she lowered her head, put the noodles held between two chopsticks into her red lips, and then sucked gently, the soup flowed down the white and fat noodles, and was finally trapped by her tightly closed red lips.
Shut out.
Chu Qingqiu stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked the remaining soup on her lips clean.
He took another chopstick and blew on it, but this time he handed it in his direction.
Zhou Ziwu saw this and spoke directly.
"Huh, why don't you hate the drool now?"
Zhou Ziwu didn't answer, but smiled.
The next second, his expression changed, he covered his chest with a painful expression, "It's...poisonous."
"Bang!"
The iron fist of justice fell hard on the chest of this drama queen.
Zhou Ziwu is honest.
A simple meal of noodle soup came to an end in the struggle, and even the last bit of soup entered Zhou Ziwu's stomach.