Zhou Minghui followed him and babbled: "Why are you going home again? I went back last time and was photographed by the paparazzi. Fortunately, it was night and the night was dark, so the photos were not very clear. It's broad daylight today, you're fine. What are you going back for?"

Jiang Zhaoyu glanced at him: "Celebrate my birthday at home."

“Birthday? Isn’t your birthday next month?”

"lunar calendar."

　　　…”

Zhou Minghui waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll go back as soon as I can, but please protect this very recognizable face and don't get photographed again. It's hard to suppress the heat and don't get it up again. You said Speaking of you, apart from releasing new songs, what other serious things can you do to make hot searches and headlines? What’s on the news is either black material or scandals. Other artists spend money to buy hot searches, but all our public relations fees are used to reduce hot searches..."

Jiang Zhaoyu ignored the manager's thoughts, changed his clothes, picked up a black windbreaker and was about to leave.

Xiao Cen walked in with a gift box in his arms: "Brother Yu, Brother He asked his assistant to send you a gift."

 “Brother He or Brother He?” Zhou Minghui didn’t hear clearly for a while.

Xiao Cheng emphasized: "It's Brother He from Fengchi Media."

Zhou Minghui raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Fengchi Media? He Shi? How could he..."

Jiang Zhaoyu was not surprised; "He came to me a few days ago and told me that he wanted to sing my ancient song at the New Year's Eve party, so I helped him rearrange the music according to his ideas."

Zhou Minghui said clearly: "I see, when did I ask him to have such a good relationship with you? Speaking of which, you even helped Fengchi Media, why did He Yuxing refuse? Didn't he also do it last month? Want to cooperate with you?"

 “His singing style is not the same as mine.”

"..." Zhou Minghui twitched his lips, "But you two debuted in a group, not to mention how popular he is now. Cooperating with him will do you no harm."

  “It doesn’t matter.”

The agent felt a sense of powerlessness: "Forget it, let's go. I'll get angry if you talk too much."

"I wanted to leave, but you kept holding me back and talking."

Zhou Minghui: “…”

 So angry!

If it weren't for him being an artist, he would have wanted to give dirty information to the paparazzi.

 …

 Xu Yin took advantage of the fact that meal time hadn’t arrived yet, and Xu’s father refused to let her help in the kitchen, so she held a book on courtyard landscape and made plans for the yard while reading it.

 The last few times she came back, she was not idle either. She read in the morning and cleaned the yard in the afternoon: she pulled out weeds and cleaned up the dead branches and leaves. Although it is still very monotonous now, it is much cleaner than two months ago.

After the winter vacation, I plan to build a pergola in a hidden corner and plant some beans, gourds, loofahs and other vine vegetables in the spring of next year. This will not only increase the ornamental value, but also provide shade, making the yard more lively and natural. Of course, , and the most important thing is - you can pick and eat them when they are ripe.

However, since it is called a "landscape courtyard", it is not appropriate to plant vegetables all over the ground. It must be dotted with some beautiful flowers and plants. There is a rockery stone at the entrance, a clump of purple bamboo is planted behind the rock, and a flowing water landscape is arranged in front, with gurgling water and full of interest.

When Jiang Zhaoyu came in carrying a gift box, Xu Ying had just finished the sketch of the yard plan and was clearing the table.

 “Dad, brother is back.”

"Zhaozhao is back? It's time for dinner! Yinyin, take the cake to the table and light the candles."

"okay."

 The double-layered fruit cake was brought out, and the 26-year-old digital candle was lit.

As the candlelight flickered, Xu Yin respectfully presented her birthday gift: "Brother, happy birthday!"

"Thanks."

“Thank you, it’s her birthday, don’t you give her a gift every year?” Father Xu came out with the casserole chicken and said with a smile, “Open it and see if you like it.”

“Yin Yin picked it, I must like it.” Jiang Zhaoyu smiled lightly.

If his agent is present, he will definitely jump to his feet and say: "What do you like? I like it!"

Last year for his birthday, his stepsister gave him an oil painting in front of Xu's father. He was embarrassed to say that he didn't like it, so he took it to his apartment and hung it up. However, during a live broadcast, sharp-eyed netizens discovered that it was a pirated copy and blackmailed him. The Internet world has set off another **** storm.

 What will it be this year?

Jiang Zhaoyu opened the gift package and was stunned when he saw the contents clearly.

“Brother, don’t you like it?” Xu Yin waved her chopsticks and asked casually.

Jiang Zhaoyu came back to his senses and quickly explained: "No."

 He opened the gift box he brought home and took out what was inside. It was the wood-colored vinyl record player that Xu Yin had noticed at first glance.

"A friend gave it to me. I didn't expect that the record player you gave me was the same brand and model, but the color was different. I was surprised." Jiang Zhaoyu smiled softly.

 Xu Yin: “…”

 Good guy! Not only was the record player she selected bought by someone else, but it was also given to the same person as her.

However, seeing that her brother was very happy, she didn't say anything.

Jiang Zhaoyu handed the wood-colored record player to Xu Yin: "This one is for you. One is enough for me."

 “Huh? Isn’t this bad?”

“It doesn’t matter, he gave it to me because I did him a small favor, not because it was my birthday.”

　　　…”

Just like that, the wooden-colored record player returned to her hands.

Jiang Zhaoyu had the most stress-free birthday in his history. That night, he took advantage of the darkness and went back to the studio carrying the vinyl record player given by his sister.

 He wants to make more money to spend on Xu’s father and sister.

 This gave him a sense of accomplishment that his family relied on him.

Like a ray of light that breaks through the dark night, it leads him to fight, fight, and fight again, and finally rides the wind and waves to reach the other side of the light.

But before leaving, he asked Xu Yin: "Have you not gone shopping recently?"

She didn’t even see her swiping the secondary card once.

Before Xu Yin could say anything, Xu's father said with a pleased look on his face: "Yin Yin has grown up and knows that she has to work hard. She has been reading and studying recently. She doesn't forget to bring her books when she comes home. She also said that she will get full grades in the final exam and get a scholarship. "

Jiang Zhaoyu heard this, did his sister work so hard? What other reason does he have for being decadent?

When he arrived at the studio, he said to Xiao Cen: "Go to the apartment and bring me a few changes of clothes."

 “Brother Yu, do you want to stay up late again?”

“No, I plan to live here. Going back to the apartment is a waste of time.”

　　　…”

Over there, Xu Yin adjusted her study plan for this week after returning to school.

In order to free up the Christmas weekend to go to the store to help Xu's father, she saved her lunch break, stopped reading gardening books as a pastime when applying facial masks, and went all out to study her professional courses this semester.

Qian Mingyue came out of the bathroom after washing up and asked Xu Yin, who was applying a facial mask and doing exercises at the desk: "It's Christmas soon, Xu Yin, what are your plans?"

Zhao Wenyi also poked her head out from the upper bunk: "I read the news on the local style push that the Feicui Hutong outside the Third Ring Road is going to be developed into a food street. From Christmas to New Year's Day this year, a week-long food festival will be held. All items marked with ' You can use your consumption points to redeem gifts at restaurants with the "Food and Drinks" icon. How about we go shopping there?"