The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 420 You Beast, Zhang Wei
"Welcome back to 'Your Moon, My Heart'. I'm Nuolan. Recently, the program has received many messages from listeners about setbacks in their relationships."

Nuolan's voice slowly rang out on the radio: "Dear listeners, love is beautiful, so beautiful that it can be intoxicating, but your experiences also tell us that this beautiful thing called love is also easily broken and disillusioned, just like a rainbow-colored bubble rising in the sunlight."

"Love is as beautiful and touching as a bubble, but it can be broken with the slightest touch. So I hope everyone will cherish the people they love and protect the beauty of love."

"Today's program is coming to an end. Before we end, I'd like to play a song for you all, called 'Bubble.' May those who have been hurt in love see through the bubble of love and be reborn from the ashes."

In front of the radio, after Nuolan finished speaking, she started playing music. Zeng Xiaoxian, who was standing next to her, glanced at the script in his hand. When he turned his head and saw Nuolan listening to the song with her eyes closed and a smile on her face, he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

It's just playing music, why act like you're enjoying it so much?
Anyway, Zeng Xiaoxian hasn't seen Nuolan show this expression while singing in the past half month.

Looking at the contents of the script in his hand, he knew that after the song finished playing, it would be his exclusive one-minute sponsorship advertisement.

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but since he couldn't struggle, he had no choice but to put on his headset and prepare.

"It was all just bubbles, a fleeting spark. All your promises were too fragile..."

Listening to the songs in his earpiece, Zeng Xiaoxian was momentarily lost in thought, unsure of what people or events came to mind.

A short while later, the song ended, and Zeng Xiaoxian began to act as the curtain call host, while Nuolan, who had finished her work, breathed a sigh of relief and took a sip of water to moisten her throat.

After Zeng Xiaoxian finished, Nuolan stood up with a smile and said, "Zeng Xiaoxian, it was a pleasure working with you!"

"Hehe, it's a pleasure doing business with you..."

Do you think the song "Bubble" is good?

Before Zeng Xiaoxian could finish speaking, Nuolan immediately followed up with this question.

This surprised Zeng Xiaoxian for a moment, then he nodded and said, "It sounds good, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, as long as it sounds nice," Nuolan said with a smile.

She had been worried that her ex-husband would become decadent after resigning from his well-paying job and staying in the Love Apartment after their divorce.

Although she could see with her own eyes that her ex-husband's condition had improved over the past few months, whether in bed or in daily life, he seemed to have become several years younger, and she herself now felt younger when she looked in the mirror.

Hmm... She felt that when the two of them went out shopping together now, it was like going back to their college days.

However, despite her good condition, she was still somewhat worried if her ex-husband continued to take gap years like this.

It's not that she can't stand her ex-husband being lazy and just having fun; to be honest, she even considered taking him as her sugar daddy so they could just stay home and play together every day.

However, she knew that Wen Sheng was actually career-minded, but he gave up his career when they divorced, which made Nuolan feel quite guilty.

Her ex-husband wasn't the type to accept being kept, and a man's career is often his pride. Although Nuolan was happy to see her ex-husband's condition improve, she couldn't help but worry that he might become depressed because of his career in the future.

The turning point came a few days ago when Wen Sheng sang "Bubble" in her ear. As a relationship host, she needed to be sensitive to emotional songs, so she became curious and started asking questions. That's when she learned that her ex-husband hadn't completely given up; he had just found a way of life, work, and hobbies that he preferred.

This surprised and relieved Nuolan, but she also felt regretful that she would never have the chance to support her ex-husband again.

Later, Nuolan wondered why her ex-husband hadn't told her sooner, and it seemed he had already recorded some songs a long time ago. If he had told her earlier, she could have helped promote the songs sooner.

In response, Wen Sheng stated that he does not need to promote songs on charts or push them hard, and that doing so would make things difficult for Nuolan.

It is worth mentioning that 2010 was a time of rapid decline for the physical record industry and the rise of digital music.

Even so, radio remains the core channel for music promotion, especially for record companies that want to make their artists and singers more "authoritative" and "valuable," which inevitably requires them to perform well on radio charts.

Even local radio stations like Shanghai Radio still need to maintain relationships with record companies, given Shanghai's exceptional ability to influence fashion, trends, and young people.

A well-known music program host often has a loyal fan base and high credibility. Their recommendations, comments, or even just expressions of liking for a song can significantly influence the audience's acceptance.

Although Nolan is not a professional music program host, she has many fans, and her past programs have included music appreciation segments, so she can influence some listeners' acceptance of a song.

That's why she asked Wen Sheng why he didn't tell her sooner, even though she could have helped him.

Unfortunately, Wen Sheng stated that he is in the digital music business and doesn't place much importance on music sales figures, almost implying that he doesn't care about the money.

On the other hand, the process for radio stations to play songs in this era is quite complicated. It's not that if a song appears on the market or online, the host can simply search for it online and play it on the radio.

This involves copyright and legal risks, as well as the radio station's internal security mechanisms, and even necessary and professional processes within the industry.

Copyright goes without saying. Although awareness of music copyright is low these days, Shanghai radio stations still keep a tight grip on this aspect.

The songs that mainstream radio hosts can play are basically from the playback library on their internal servers. For a song to be included in the radio station's playback library, the radio station's content department needs to vet it.

Moreover, the versions played on the radio are sometimes not exactly the same as those circulating outside, because these are called radio versions. They don't contain profanity or sensitive content. Record companies send CDs, and digital companies either send emails or FTPs. In general, radio stations have been collecting these songs for anywhere from one or two weeks to several months.

As for independent musician Wen Sheng's songs being included in the playlist and recommended by Nuolan today, that's naturally because they're affiliated with his former record label!
That's why Nuolan couldn't wait to recommend it on the show tonight. But she didn't just recommend it randomly; at least it seems quite timely right now.

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoxian was about to leave, Ms. Nuo thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, Zeng Xiaoxian, hasn't your friend Qin Yumo, who went out to relax, come back yet?"

“Uh…” Zeng Xiaoxian’s expression froze for a moment, but then he nodded and said, “Yes, that incident had a big impact on Yu Mo, and she hasn’t come back yet.”

It's estimated that the impact of her forcefully kissing Wen Sheng that night was far greater than the impact Richard had on her.

Thinking of this, Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes became a little strange. That night, when your ex-husband was kissed by her, you were still sending your blessings on the radio!

"Oh, that's a pity." Nuolan nodded without thinking much about it. After all, she already knew Qin Yumo's story, and it was indeed a bit of a pity that her fiancé, whom she had waited for so long, ended up being the other woman.

However, what she was really concerned about wasn't that, but rather... "Zeng Xiaoxian, do you have any information about Wen Sheng that you want to tell me?"

"..."

Zeng Xiaoxian glanced at her and knew that the other person calling him over must be up to no good, but Wen Sheng's "good thing" was really hard to explain.

"Uh..." Seeing Nuolan's increasingly serious expression, Zeng Xiaoxian knew that this question was a bit dangerous. A slight mistake could easily lead to serious consequences, both for Wen Sheng and for his own job as a host.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?" Ms. Nuo narrowed her eyes slightly. "Or have you recently started to like the customs and culture of the Alashan Desert?"

"No, how could that be? I was just..." Zeng Xiaoxian chuckled dryly, his mind racing before he said, "I was just figuring out how to phrase things to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Nuolan's expression changed: "Is something really wrong?"

“Yes, and the problem is very serious.” Zeng Xiaoxian said with a serious expression, then lowered his voice and said, “Wen Sheng has been taking the kids out to play a lot lately, and he even brought the kids to the apartment here today.”

"A child?" Nuolan was taken aback. "Zhuge Dali?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked doubtfully, "You know about this?"

“I know, Wensheng told me.” Nuolan nodded. “What’s so strange about that?”

“Of course it’s strange. Do you think it’s possible that Wen Sheng is hinting that he actually wants a child?” Zeng Xiaoxian said slyly, using his amazing wisdom.

"child?"

Nolan's imposing manner vanished completely at this moment.

"Yes, I feel that Wensheng is radiating fatherly love now. You two have been married for so long and haven't had any children. Doesn't that make him..."

Zeng Xiaoxian continued to fan the flames. Well... perhaps in his view, he wasn't fanning the flames. If the couple wanted to maintain their relationship for a long time, wouldn't having a child be just right?
As expected, Nuolan fell silent. In the years since they got married, the two of them had rarely mentioned having children. Even when he brought it up occasionally, she would just casually say that she was busy with work and would consider the issue when her career was better and more stable.

At that moment, Nuolan suddenly realized that there might have been a key factor in her previous divorce from her ex-husband.

……

In the early hours of the morning, Zeng Xiaoxian, feeling that he had escaped a disaster and had done Wensheng a great favor, returned to 3602 after get off work.

As soon as he entered, he was surprised to find Zhang Wei, wearing a turmeric-colored short-sleeved shirt and SpongeBob SquarePants shorts, standing next to the refrigerator, still awake.

"Zhang Wei, still awake?"

Zhang Wei didn't respond; he was fiddling with something by the refrigerator.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. Could you get me a glass of milk?"

Zeng Xiaoxian didn't mind, put down his bag, sat down in a chair, and started to sigh.

"Being a public figure is not easy, and now my show has become a two-part program, with my co-host being Wen Sheng's ex-wife. You tell me, this is really..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Wei poured milk over Zeng Xiaoxian's head, leaving him feeling completely soaked.

……

The next evening.

"Dali, thanks to you, we can all enjoy Teacher Wen's cooking now that you're here," Tang Youyou said with a smile as she ate.

"Really?" Zhuge Dali put away her notebook and put a piece of braised pork into her bowl. "Don't you usually cook much, Uncle?"

Tang Youyou nodded: "Teacher Wen rarely cooks, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she noticed that Hu Yifei was still sitting there, so she changed the subject and said, "Usually, Sister Yifei has spoiled my taste, so I rarely let Teacher Wen change my palate."

Hu Yifei then looked away and asked Dali, "Dali, do you have this much homework in elementary school? Do you even have to take notes while eating on the weekend?"

“This isn’t a notebook.” Zhuge Dali shook her head, glanced at Wen Sheng beside her, and then said with a smile, “This is a notebook I took while watching Uncle cook.”

"Take notes..."

Hu Yifei's lips twitched. When she was learning from Wen Sheng, she relied solely on a heart full of enthusiasm.

"No wonder you're a top student; you always have the good habit of taking notes." Hu Yifei smiled and then asked, "By the way, you're in fourth grade now, right?"

“Yes.” Zhuge Dali nodded, but quickly added, “However, after finishing fifth grade next year, I should skip directly to junior high school.”

When they heard that she was going to skip a grade, the others were only slightly surprised, but after learning about her grades from Wen Sheng, they didn't find it too strange.

Meanwhile, Wen Sheng, who was quietly eating his food, thought that according to Zhuge Dali's schooling experience in the original drama, skipping junior high school was just the beginning.

He skipped a grade in high school, completed his university credits in three years, and started his first year of graduate school at the age of twenty.

There's an interesting debate surrounding the original series: two people are hailed as geniuses – Zhuge Dali and Hu Yifei's younger brother, Lu Zhanbo. The question is, who is smarter?

From an academic perspective, Lu Zhanbo graduated from MIT, the world's number one ranked school, whose prestige goes without saying.

Although Zhuge Dali completed her undergraduate and master's degrees in China, she earned her doctorate within two years of being an exchange student at Humboldt University in Germany, which is quite prestigious.

Aside from these, Zhuge Dali and Lu Zhanbo have a major difference: Dali is more capable in terms of daily cognition and practice, otherwise she wouldn't be proficient in so many skills.

However, this is also related to the fact that she majored in social sciences while Zhanbo majored in computer science.

As for who is better or worse in this regard, that's a matter of opinion.

"Dali, that's what you call smart. You're much better than that clueless idiot from yesterday," Teacher Hu said sincerely, nodding.

"Two hundred and fifty?" Zhuge Dali looked puzzled.

Just as Hu Yifei was about to explain, a figure darted over from the balcony.

"Wow, I smelled this delicious aroma as soon as I got home. Yifei, when did your cooking skills get so good?"

Zhang Wei, who brought his own bowl and chopsticks, shamelessly came to freeload a meal.

Hu Yifei rolled her eyes and didn't even look at him, saying, "Look, if you say 250, then 250 is here."

Zhang Wei, who had dragged a chair over and sat down at the table, was taken aback. He then noticed a little girl sitting next to Wen Sheng, looking at him with a strange expression.

"This is……"

“Zhuge Dali,” Tang Youyou said again, “is Uncle Zhang Wei.”

"Am I that old?" Zhang Wei skillfully put some food into his bowl, then smiled at Zhuge Dali and said, "Hello, little friend Zhuge Dali. I've heard of you before, but I've never met you. It's a pleasure to meet you."

“Uh… I’ve heard about you from Uncle before.” Zhuge Dali glanced at Wen Sheng next to her before smiling at Zhang Wei.

Wen Sheng, who had been eating silently, finally changed his expression at this moment.

Twenty-six-year-old Zhang Wei, ten-year-old Zhuge Dali... What beasts!

(End of this chapter)