Twinkle, Twinkle, You'Re My Star!
Ch 07 - Self-evidence.
Symmetrical sitting position or while lying down, and also prepare tea and snacks ya~
THE WARNING!
This story is just a fictitious/pure imaginary writer. If there is a similarity in the name of the character, the scene/story, it is a mere coincidence and there is no element of intent.
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Wednesday, 27-06-2016
Since Lin Yue had not had time to have breakfast this morning, now her stomach was rumbling.
He reached into his bag to look for sweets but instead found the chocolate milk box Jingyi had given him.
“Truly a reliable friend, he always shows up when I need help. Jingyi is not only beautiful, but her heart is also kind,” she murmured inwardly.
Lin Yue smiled happily while drinking that milk box.
Not long after, Gu laoshi also came, “Good morning, da jia hao,” greet Mr. Gu as usual.
“Gu laoshi hao,” and limp replies from class residents simultaneously.
“Alright, as I promised last week, today will be recited 50 improvised techniques in acting, is everything ready?” said Mr. Gu who was reciprocated with silence.
“Ready!” said Lin Yue which made everyone look towards her, Lin Yue herself was also surprised.
He did not know how he could be the only one who answered Mr. Gu.
“Wire! Why am I the only one answering?” lin Yue's face started to redden, her heart racing.
“Good, you answered ‘siap’, please go forward,” call Mr. Gu while taking out his notes, he would start to give value.
Lin Yue was standing in front of the auditorium, facing off against the 120 students who were looking at her.
Lin Yue felt her heartbeat getting faster even she could hear it now, “No need to be nervous, take a breath,” said Mr. Gu realized it.
“Name and sequence number,”.
“My name is Lin Yue, 1053,” he said briefly.
“Good, please start,” said Mr. Gu while propping up his chin with his hand.
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Beijing Capital International Airport
“Chen Yuuuu!” said a middle-aged woman with a style that is still fashionable, even she wears limited edition Cartier Paris sunglasses.
“Mama!” replied the man with a sweet smile.
He immediately ran hugging his mother, “How is mama?” tanyakanya.
“Haoxiang ni a, haizi!” said Madam Chen while returning the embrace of the child.
^^^(Haoxiang ni a, haizi\=I miss you, my son)^^^
“Wo ye shi,” reply while embracing Madam Chen.
^^^(Wo ye shi\=me too)^^
They walked out of the airport in secret, “Chen Yu, are those paparazzi still following you?” said Mrs Chen who saw her son continue to cover his face with a hat.
“No, mama don't have to worry. I'm just on guard, I don't want to make mama feel uncomfortable” Chen Yu said as she puffed her cheeks.
“Just report to your papa, and no one will dare to bother you anymore,”, said Mrs Chen while in a daze.
“Ma, no need. It was a consequence that I had to face as an internet celebrity,” Chen Yu continued to chuckle a little.
“Many people want to know about me, even my life too, isn't that a good thing?” again with a feeling of pride.
“Chen Yu, stop playing such apps, and focus on becoming the successor of papa company,” said Mrs Chen.
“Please come in, Madam and Young Master,” said the Chen family's private driver as he opened the car door for them.
The private driver of the Chen family or commonly called Han was already internationally certified.
He can set the speed of the car remains in a standard state and the way the brakes are very smooth, even a full cup of coffee in the hands of his passengers will not spill when turning.
The car is also equipped with a soundproof bulkhead between the passenger room and the driver.
Money can rule everything.
Laiv de Ilario Chen, CEO of Beijing's largest department store, The Ricco Chen, has 8,345 stores worldwide.
Its retail business supplies products such as books, electronics, furniture, clothing, internet financial services, and automobiles.
Just like Tang Ma, both are already listed in Forbes magazine as ‘Top 50 Richest People In The World’.
Mr. Laiv is of mixed Chinese-Italian origin and although Chen Yu looks more like a Chinese, the handsome face and charming smile of Mr. Laiv is down on her.
He also has two names, Chen Yu as Chinese name and Giorr don Vittorio as Italian name.
“Ma, actually mama didn't have to bother picking me up at the airport. There is Mr. Han who can do it,” Chen Yu said as she massaged her mother's shoulder.
“Why feel sorry for your own mother? Mama does not feel bothered, anyways at home continue to be bored,” Miss Chen replied while removing her phone from the bag.
"Drrr.ttt.. drttt..."
“Papa you phone, ssttt...” Chen Yu also made a hand-locking movement of her own lips which made Madame Chen feel anxious with her son.
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“Halo,” replied Mrs Chen.
“Honey, have you met Chen Yu?” asked Mr. Laiv in a super soft voice.
“Already, this is again in the car. Why?”
“It so happens that I have lunch outside, I told Han to take you here too. I haven't seen Chen Yu in a long time, I miss it too, haha.”
“Where?”
“Restaurant is our subscription, dear,” answers.
“Oke okay, I close yes, bye.”
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Her mother's bad temper hasn't changed, “Ma, again fight equally papa huh?”
“No, it's just, your papa is sometimes very annoying. He could have forgotten today was the day of his son's return, and now suddenly invited him to eat together,” grumbled his mother while crossing both arms.
Chen Yu laughed at her upset mother, “Papa already knows her mistake, and she is making up for it now. Mama don't put on a jutek face again, not nice to see later,” continued Chen Yu.
Their car was parked in front of the skyscraper door with the word Open World Hotel.
Mr. Han immediately came down to open the door once again, then followed by a directive from the Chen family's personal secretary, “Please pass here.”
The private secretary, commonly called Carlos, walks in front of the elevator, pushing the elevator button and delivering his employer to the 27th floor.
The 9-star restaurant is located inside a skyscraper hotel building, beautiful scenery, super luxurious design, certified chefs, and food prices are sky-high.
All the customers here are just thick-walled people.
Madam Chen had already seen her husband waving his hands at the end of it, he immediately turned his face away.
“Ma, come,” take Chen Yu while holding her mother walking to the table she wants to avoid.
“Bentornato, Chen Yu!” mister Laiv hugged his son.
^^^(Bentornato\=welcome)^^^
“Come stai, papa?” chen Yu said.
^^^(Come stai\=how are you)^^^
“Se sto bene? Hahaha Chen Yu, my son is getting handsome,” cried Mr. Laiv again while laughing loosely.
^^^(Se sto bene\=aku is fine)^^
“Ahhh whose son used to dong?” goda Chen Yu is back.
The relationship between Chen Yu and her parents was indeed very good, they always loved her wholeheartedly and supported her endlessly.
A variety of delicious food preparations have been served, there are steaks, spaghetti carbonara, white fungus soup, grilled salmon, and various Italian dishes such as risotto with savory saffron, bruschetta with fresh cheesy tomato sauce, and a variety of Italian dishes, and ribollita had a spicy sauce.
Seeing his wife still putting on a frown, Mr. Laiv took out an envelope for Chen Yu.
That's a gold private cinema ticket in this building tonight. Then, the look on his wife's face gradually became bright again.
Ms. Chen, whose real name is Xie Li Ying, has been known to have a bad temper since she was still GM (General Manager) in her husband's company.
True, Mr. Laiv is married to his own former staff, they met while attending a company event and fell in love at first sight.
Madam Chen indeed had a very pretty face and her phoenix eyes added elegance in her.
She also rarely smiles, her aura is cold and unapproachable, but she is a smart and assertive woman, perfectly suited to the free and humorous Mr. Laiv.
Madam Chen will be angry because of trivial things, lucky that she has a husband who loves her very much.
In a marriage, there must be one party who always gives up.
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