Tang Xiaobao had no choice but to follow her.
After crossing two streets, they arrived at Kende Chicken. They went upstairs and Zhou Haiyan sat in a corner on the second floor, near the window. It was already past midnight. Although the place was open 24 hours a day, there were actually not many customers. There were still a few tables scattered downstairs, but no one upstairs.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao came up with a plate containing two chicken legs, two bags of French fries, and two cups of Coke. He put it down, sat across from Zhou Haiyan, and said, "Want some more?"
"I'm not hungry, you eat."
Zhou Haiyan said.
Tang Xiaobao said yes and started eating.
He had eaten enough just now, but now his appetite was still undiminished. While eating, he praised: "Well, it tastes really good. I will come here more often in the future."
"This is junk food, you like it too?"
Zhou Haiyan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "I can't help it. My family was poor when I was little. There was no Kende Chicken in our county back then. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I rarely eat this kind of thing. People say it's junk food, but I think it's delicious."
Zhou Haiyan didn't know what to say for a moment.
She looked at Tang Xiaobao and thought that the latter was really interesting.
He is obviously rich enough to rival a country, and he is obviously a public figure and a national idol. He has so many halos around him, but he remains true to his nature and is not pretentious at all. He does not have the airs of a boss or a celebrity.
That's good.
Honest people are actually the most likable. For example, Zhou Haiyan has a good impression of Tang Xiaobao.
Of course, it was just a good impression between friends, and it was really impossible for her to fall in love with Tang Xiaobao.
Because she is not a vulgar woman, she has her own thoughts and pursuits.
Oh, this does not mean that women who like Tang Xiaobao are superficial. These are two different concepts. It’s just that everyone has different preferences.
Tang Xiaobao is not the type Zhou Haiyan likes. She can appreciate him, but she will never fall in love with him.
"You talk about yours, and I'll eat mine. Just treat it as talking to the air. It will make you feel better if you say it out loud."
Tang Xiaobao spoke incoherently while feeding French fries into his mouth.
He looks hilarious.
He did this on purpose so as not to put any pressure on Zhou Haiyan.
Just feel free to do as you please.
Sure enough, Zhou Haiyan felt that this kind of atmosphere was quite good, and the secret that she had kept for many years was finally revealed by her.
"I was born in Beijing. My grandfather was a veteran revolutionary. My parents are also in politics, and they hold high positions. For example, my father works at the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, and holds a high position. This is why I am highly regarded at CCTV and why I can be my true self. The leaders of CCTV also accommodate me in everything."
Tang Xiaobao interjected, "No wonder you're different from other hosts. Your show is quite authentic. Compared to your peers, it's completely different. So there's this connection. You're so lucky! In this society, you need some backstage connections to get ahead. You'll suffer less grievances, take fewer detours, and have more freedom."
"No, you're wrong."
"Ah, am I wrong?"
Zhou Haiyan said: "Yes, you are wrong. I have never thought that my family is so great. Even if it is great, that is not what I like. I would rather be an ordinary citizen and live the simplest life. Of course, my family has given me endless resources. Compared with my peers, I am the object of their envy. But at the same time, my family has also given me an invisible shackle. When I was born, I was destined not to be an ordinary person, and my future path was also predetermined. I don't like being a host, but now I have to do it. This is what I particularly dislike."
sweat……
Tang Xiaobao had a black line on his forehead.
Is there such a saying?
Does this mean that one does not know how to appreciate what he has?
If ordinary people heard such words, would they say she was too pretentious?
Also, will those TV colleagues be so depressed that they vomit blood after hearing this?
"Do you think I'm particularly pretentious?"
Zhou Haiyan seemed to be able to see through Tang Xiaobao's thoughts and smiled bitterly.
Tang Xiaobao was shocked and denied it flatly: "I didn't."
"I know you do. I don't blame you. I feel that way sometimes, too. But this is what I really think. Okay, I'll continue telling you my story."
After a pause, Zhou Haiyan continued, "I attended aristocratic schools throughout elementary and middle school. Later, I studied abroad and was admitted to the Huaxi Opera School without taking an entrance exam. I majored in broadcasting and hosting. Later, I interned at CCTV and was eventually hired. Everything has been smooth sailing. From not liking it before to being able to slowly accept it now, I sometimes wonder if I've become numb and why I have no sense of resistance at all. This is my biggest shortcoming and my biggest sadness."
"Okay, now let me talk about my love life."
Zhou Haiyan stopped.
Tang Xiaobao said subconsciously: "You talk, I'm listening."
"I'm thinking, how should I put it? This matter is very complicated."
"Oh, if it's really that complicated, then just keep it simple. It's up to you to decide what you want to say and what you don't want to say. I'm just a listener, you treat me like air."
Tang Xiaobao laughed.
He wanted to lighten the mood.
But this time, it was obviously of no use.
When talking about her love life, Zhou Haiyan looked a little depressed.
She has her own ideas and is not easily influenced by outsiders. She is still very stubborn at heart.
However, her family put too much pressure on her, making her feel depressed.
She seemed to be thinking for a while before she slowly spoke: "The man I took you to see just now was my first love and my only boyfriend."
puff!
Tang Xiaobao was drinking Coke, and when he heard this, he spit it out.
This is a genuine second-generation official, but he has only had one boyfriend. It's incredible.
"Are you okay?"
Zhou Haiyan rolled her eyes at him.
Tang Xiaobao wiped his face carelessly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just continue talking."
"Don't you think it's incredible? In the circle I grew up in, girls would have changed boyfriends a lot by the time they reached junior high school. At my age, I guess my boyfriends could form a reinforced company."
"It's not that exaggerated, right?" Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed.
“That’s not an exaggeration at all.”
Zhou Haiyan said: "Maybe you think I am very simple, but I am just such a simple woman. I like a simple life and I love an ordinary boy."
"His name is Du Shihao. I don't know his original name, but it was that name when I first met him. We met abroad. He has an inspiring life. He was born into a working-class family. His parents were laid off and his family was poor. He grew up in very ordinary conditions, but he relied on his own efforts to become a young poet. He can also write songs, has excellent calligraphy, is proficient in painting, and can play many musical instruments. However, he can't sing, and his singing is very bad."
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