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Chapter 51 Birthday
When Song Dao got home, he took a shower first, then got into bed naked and had a good sleep.

In the past, I only heard that artists had hard work.

It’s hard to empathize.

Now that it’s my turn, I finally understand that it is indeed tiring.

The main thing is being exposed in front of the camera all the time, which is tiring!

But he really makes money, so he is not pretentious at all.

When I woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Feeling a little hungry.

Planning to order some takeout.

I picked up my phone and found seven or eight missed calls.

There is one Hu Wei, one Kong Xi, and the other five are Yan Yu.

Open the pigeon.

Past events go with the wind: Boss, have you come back after recording the show? It’s a pity that I’m not in Beijing, otherwise I would go pick you up. I’ll be back in two days and I’ll come to see you then!

Song Dao: Okay, let’s meet again later.

During the recording of the program these days, Hu Wei, Kong Xi, and naturally Lin Fei, as the popularity continues to grow, the system has given some main task treasure chests, which also increased his reputation.

He kept all the treasure chests and didn't open them.

I plan to deal with it all after I come back.

Kong Xi: Master, have you arrived home? I also rented a house in this community, but I am not home now. I will come back to see you tomorrow!

Song Dao: Okay, come on!

Then I clicked on Yan Yu’s message——

Yan Yu: Why don’t you answer the phone?
Yan Yu: Fell asleep?
Yan Yu: Get up and answer me!
Song Dao: I just woke up from a nap.

A few seconds later, the phone rang.

Song Dao answered the phone and heard the voice of the queen.

"Go downstairs and leave the community."

"what?"

"What? Hurry up! I'm at the gate of the community!"

The voice on the other end was fierce: "You haven't eaten yet? I'll take you to eat something delicious."

The call was then hung up.

Song Dao rubbed his eyes, speechless.

What's wrong with this sister?

It’s already past eight o’clock and you’re going out to eat. Are you really not afraid of getting fat?

……

The gate of the community.

Yan Yu, wearing a beige long dress and with her long wavy hair draped over her shoulders, was sitting in a large SUV.

The car windows were half down.

The speaker plays "Love me, don't hurt me".

There was a hint of sadness in Song's mellow voice.

It seems to be able to penetrate directly into the depths of people's souls.

This is not the audio source from Penguin Music, but the version recorded at her place before!
Just for private listening, play it in the car only.

In fact, she didn't stay for very long.

I knew yesterday that Lin Fei and Song Dao were returning to Beijing today. I called them several times in the afternoon but no one answered, so I asked Lin Fei a question.

It was already past seven in the evening when Lin Fei, who was attending the Yaolian celebration party, replied to the message.

"He might be sleeping. Call him later."

So she didn't know what she was thinking, and she drove out of the house for some unknown reason.

All the way to Song Dao’s community.

A little while.

Song Dao's tall figure appeared in her sight.

When he saw her car, he walked towards her, opened the back door on the driver's side, and sat down behind her.

Yan Yu: “…”

She couldn't help but look back.

Song Dao:?
Yan Yu: "Why don't you sit in the front?"

Song Dao: "I heard that the seat is reserved for boyfriends."

I left this for my boyfriend...

Yan Yu: "Where do I get a boyfriend? You obviously want me to be your driver!"

Song Dao chuckled and said, "You've seen through me. Drive quickly. I'm hungry."

Yan Yu rolled his eyes.

When the car was started, the V8 engine emitted a low roar, which immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Beautiful women and luxury cars will never lack attention.

Especially the sexy and beautiful big sister like Yan Yu, who attracted the amazing attention of passers-by.

She quickly raised the privacy glass and drove away.

Then he couldn't help but tease: "Someone just saw you getting in my car."

"Yeah." Song Dao leaned back in the back seat, listening to his own song, and responded.

"You're so handsome, they must think you're my kept gigolo, hahaha!"

"You're so boring!"

"I'll wait for you here all afternoon!"

"I do not believe."

"If you don't believe me, check the surveillance!"

"Go tomorrow."

The two of them kept bickering all the way, walking through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a somewhat remote courtyard.

To be honest, it is not easy to find a place where there are few people in Beijing, especially since Song Dao noticed that this place is already the inner ring.

"The car can actually drive into the yard?" Looking at the gate that opened automatically, Song Dao was a little surprised.

"Of course, it's definitely comfortable to go back to your own home!" Yan Yu said.

"Is this your home?" Song Dao sat up straight immediately, looking at Yan Yu who reversed the steering wheel perfectly into the parking space, his face full of frowning lines.

"I was just teasing you. Look how scared you are!" Yan Yu parked the car and waved to a pretty young woman who came out to greet him. "Long time no see, Sister Qin."

Only then did Song breathe a sigh of relief, opened the car door and got out.

When the beautiful young woman saw someone coming down from the back seat, a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes.

She smiled gently at Yan Yu: "Long time no see, Yan Yan, who is this gentleman?"

"Sister Qin didn't recognize you?" Yan Yu said with a smile.

The young woman called Sister Qin took a closer look and said in surprise, "Are you that... Song Dao?"

The singer-songwriter is very popular recently, but except for his die-hard fans, it is unlikely that he can be recognized at first sight.

The main reason is that Song is handsome enough and his face is easily recognizable, leaving a deep impression at first sight.

"Hello, Sister Qin." Song Dao nodded politely.

"Hello, hello, your song is very nice, welcome!" Sister Qin showed a decent smile on her face.

Yan Yu looked at Song Dao and said, "Song Qin, she has the same last name as you. She is the owner of this private kitchen and also my good friend."

Song Qin then invited the two of them in.

Let me go to a very quiet small room.

Four dishes and a soup were served soon.

The dishes are three hot and one cold.

The portions are also very large. They look very appetizing.

Then Song Qin personally brought a bottle of white wine and a bottle of red wine.

Pour the red wine into the wine decanter.

Wei Xiao greeted the two of them and went out.

"You're not allowed to drink white wine today?" Song Dao was a little surprised.

"You'd better sing and stop drinking." Yan Yu said.

Then he said: "Don't be fooled by the appearance of his dishes, but they taste super good!"

Song Dao looked at the table of authentic Northeastern dishes.

Roasted eggplant, grilled beef, braised carp, home-cooked cold dishes and a tomato and egg soup.

No onions.

"Sister Yu knows I'm from the Northeast? My sister has an accent?"

"Yes, yes, your sister does. I heard it from netizens," Yan Yu teased with a smile.

“Let me tell you, even though you are from Northeast China, you may not have eaten such authentic Northeast China cuisine.

This restaurant has been open in Beijing for more than 30 years. The head chefs are Qin Jie's father-in-law and husband, and the business has been passed down from generation to generation.

The cooking skills are quite superb!

Especially the roasted eggplant, I have never eaten such delicious food anywhere except here.

Moreover, the eggplants are grown in their own greenhouse in the suburbs of Beijing, without adding any chemical fertilizers or using any pesticides.

The oil is cold-pressed using the traditional method and is very fragrant!

The beef is from northern yellow cattle under three years old, and the carp is wild fish caught in Songjiang, which is not available at any time.

And these tomatoes and eggs..."

Yan Yubaba introduced everything in detail.

Song Dao: "You said you were hungry, can I have a bowl of rice first?"

Yan Yu pressed the bell, explained to the waiter who came in, and said, "Their rice is also Northeastern rice!"

"Thank you Sister Yu for feeding me and taking me to eat such delicious hometown food." Song Dao said with a smile.

"Don't just thank you verbally. When will you write a new song?" Yan Yu looked at Song Dao and his true intentions were revealed.

A pair of charming peach blossom eyes are full of anticipation.

"There should be some soon." If he hadn't come out to eat with her, he would have opened those treasure chests by now.

It’s not that you can’t open it now, but things like opening treasure chests and drawing prizes need to have a sense of ritual.

That way you’ll feel a sense of accomplishment.

"That's great. I'm looking forward to it!" Yan Yu smiled.

Then the waiter brought two bowls of rice, and Song Dao started eating without any hesitation.

I have to say, these dishes are really delicious!
It's not a dish suitable for drinking at all.

I finished my bowl of rice quickly and didn't feel very full.

Yan Yu took the initiative to push the remaining half bowl from her side over.

"Eat slowly. If it's not enough, ask for more."

This is what’s good about my sister, she will take the initiative to take care of others.

Just now she only scooped out a little bit with a spoon, and only tasted the rice and vegetables briefly.

Song Dao noticed that she didn't eat much.

He didn't bother to be polite with her and finished most of the bowl of rice.

Only then did he finally rub his stomach gently and let out a long breath.

"full?"

"full."

Yan Yu looked at the almost empty dishes and soup, and a look of happiness appeared on his face.

Ask the waiter to take these away and replace them with a plate of fried peanuts, a plate of fried fish, a plate of small lake shrimps and a plate of pickled vegetables.

There were no green onions in the pickled mustard either.

Song Dao looked at her and said, "You're full, why are you still drinking?"

Yan Yu said, "Drink less with me."

"Okay, I'll drink less, and you shouldn't drink too much either."

Yan Yu raised the wine glass without commenting: "Come, let's toast to our famous talent first!"

Song Dao: "No, I'd rather thank you, Sister Yu, for welcoming me and taking me out to eat delicious food so late at night."

They both took a sip.

Yan Yu asked, "Is everything going well in Huazhou? I see that Ma Shen is always trying to pick a fight with you."

Song Dao nodded: "It's going pretty smoothly. I have Sister Fei's protection. Mr. Li is very nice to me. Ma Shen can just ignore him. We are all paid to act. It's just a reality show. If you take it seriously, you will lose."

"That's true." Yan Yu nodded.

After knowing each other for such a long time, she has a better understanding of Song Dao. He is not only calm, but also has a clarity of mind that is hard to find in young people.

Then the two of them started chatting.

They are in the same circle, but with different divisions of labor, and Yan Yu also graduated from the Central Conservatory of Music.

There is still a lot of common language.

Before he knew it, Yan Yu had finished one-third of the bottle of white wine.

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Song Dao did not spoil her mood.

I drank half a bottle of red wine with him.

He felt that Yan Yu seemed to be a little worried, but she didn't say it, so he didn't ask too much.

"Let me tell you, I'm very good at judging people. The first time I saw you, I felt that you were a heavy drinker!"

Yan Yu's face was slightly flushed, and her peach blossom eyes were a little blurry.

Song Dao said: "This is already the limit."

Shouldn't one judge a person by his character?
Is your skill tree wrong?

"I don't want to drink anymore." Yan Yu stood up and said, "I called a designated driver to take you home first, and then ask him to take me back to the studio."

"No, I'll send you off first." Song Dao shook his head.

Yan Yu glanced at him and said, "Okay."

When they came out, they saw Sister Qin smiling at them again. After a few polite greetings, she sent them out.

Yan Yu sat directly in the back seat where Song Dao had just sat.

Song Dao opened the passenger door and sat in the front seat.

"Didn't you say that position was for my boyfriend?" Yan Yu muttered in dissatisfaction.

"I'll show the way, Master." Song Dao responded with a smile.

The car drove smoothly all the way to Yan Yu's studio, and Song Dao didn't ask the driver to continue taking him.

Instead, he got out of the car.

"Why don't you go home?" Yan Yu looked at him strangely.

In the night, the evening breeze gently blew her long hair, revealing her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone.

The off-white long skirt she was wearing was fitted at the waist, showing off her perfect figure.

In fact, Yan Yu’s height and figure are not much different from Lin Fei, but Lin Fei has a cold temperament, while she is very sexy.

They are two completely different types.

"I'll watch you go in and lock the door, and then I'll take a taxi back." Song Dao said with a smile.

Yan Yu tilted his head and looked at him for a while.

Suddenly a bright smile appeared.

"Thank you Song Dao, this is the happiest birthday I have had in recent years!"

(End of this chapter)