President six and a half years old

Chapter 45

The carpet is no longer tidy, the fruit plates are scattered on the floor, the oversized animals are lying in strange twisted postures, and the living room seems to have been invaded by cats and dogs.In particular, Lin Gaoshan's roar was better than his roar.

With such bad technology, what is the point of Lin Gaoshan playing this game?

Yan Ye stretched his long legs and reached the handle of the sofa, thinking that he might have grown taller again.He wanted to share the good news with Lin Gaoshan, but he gave up after glancing at him.Yan Ye watched Lin Gaoshan being knocked down again and again and then rescued by Qiu Ming, and gradually found the subtle aura of this game.

First of all, I admire Qiu Ming for being able to play in the finals with such rubbish, for his superb skills and patience.Afterwards, I admired Lin Gaoshan for being so rubbish and insisting on playing. His perseverance was touching.

The extremely touched Yan Ye straddled the back of the sofa with his long legs, propped up his hands hard, and half of his body drew a circle in the air like a compass, and turned over the sofa neatly.Grabbing the script, he walked straight back to the room, and slammed the door behind him with a 'bang'.

Lin Gaoshan's game character was lying on the grass, the tense atmosphere of the finals made him tense, his thumb lingered on the shooting button.

"I see a head, don't move..."

Qiu Ming's voice fell, and the people at both ends were frightened by the sudden closing of the door, sending chills down their spines.Lin Gaoshan was the first to bear the brunt of this, and he went off the rails after a long-winded conversation.The opponent was also not a vegetarian, so he raised a knife and blew Lin Gaoshan's head off.Now it's all right, only Qiu Ming is left to face the two people on the opposite side.

Lin Gaoshan: "Fuck!"

He stared nervously at the screen.Qiu Ming was unlucky, stuck outside the circle, struggled a bit, and killed a person in front of him.

Lin Gaoshan put down his phone and looked back for Yan Ye.The door of Yan Ye's room was closed and locked from the inside.

Where did the fire come from again?Lin Gaoshan yelled in dissatisfaction, "Yan Xiaoye, have you noticed that your temper is getting more and more irritable!"

"No." The boy dragged his tone lazily, his voice hoarse, like a tape stuck.

If there is none, then there will be none, Lin Gaoshan can't really argue with him, thinking about how he disturbed others to read the script.Lin Gaoshan felt a little guilty, and reminded him in line with professional ethics: "Don't watch it too late, the cover will be shot tomorrow morning."

The door of the room was suddenly opened, and Yan Ye couldn't help but smile: "You know it's late? Are you still playing games?"

Lin Gaoshan took a step back, and suddenly seemed to see the old mother who entered the room in the middle of the night.

No, he is an adult, why can't he have some fun?

"Hmph." Yan Ye snorted coldly, and closed the door again.

Lin Gaoshan: "..."

"Maybe puberty is here." Lin Gaoshan tugged at the corner of his mouth, went back to the carpet and picked up his phone, "It's nice to be young."

Yan Ye lay on the bed and read the script five or six times. He used to have a good memory, but now he knew the lines by heart.The screenwriter spent a lot of effort on this subject, and Yan Ye would have a different experience every time he read it.However, he is still him, Yan Ye not Yu Qian.

Domestic violence, psychological distortion.Yan Ye didn't quite understand why the appearance of the angel heroine in that situation caused Yu Qian's heart palpitations.Yu Qian is like a lonely boat wandering, riddled with holes.Is the angel that suddenly appeared light, but she didn't do anything, she just followed Yu Qian's side all the time, why should she fish Yu Qian out of the abyss?

"Why don't you leave?" Yan Ye read a line, and then he yawned after being sleepy.

The phone vibrated.

Yan Ye glanced lazily, hummed, propped himself up and crawled over to reach the phone.

Qiu Ming either didn't reply to the message, or it was a long list.

"Did you slam the door just now?"

"I heard you don't have to quibble."

"Lin Gaoshan said that you are long-winded, and I think so too."

"I can't play with you tomorrow..."

"The exam is coming, I haven't read a math book for a long time, please ask Xiao Xuanxuan to teach me."

"I really only played two games!"

"Lin Gaoshan said that you are not free while reading the script, so I didn't call you!"

"And don't you like playing?"

"My mother is coming, I'm sleeping, boo!"

"..."

Yan Ye turned up, and asked him if he finished his homework before taking a bath, but Qiu Ming didn't mention homework.

Forget it.

Yan Ye sighed, went to find Wu Jingxuan's name, and sent a simple message.

"when is the exam?"

Wu Jingxuan didn't come back right away, he might have fallen asleep.

Yan Ye grabbed the script again and walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The boy in the mirror had long arms and long legs, half-dry and disheveled, his brows were covered by a few strands, and his beautiful eyes were deep and bright.Every button on the blues cloth pajamas of the expensive to die series has been buttoned honestly, and the v-shaped neckline is too big, revealing a large area of ​​chest skin.Yan Ye raised his jaw slightly, his collarbone and neckline exuded a green temptation.Fucking a beautiful jade that has just appeared, he shows off his charm shyly and rigidly.

Yan Ye thought for a while, specially rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, found an angle to make a concave shape, took a dignified photo and sent it to Qiu Ming who was said to be asleep.

Wu Jingxuan still didn't return.

Yan Ye decided to go to bed after finishing the script for the last time.

The boy scratched his hair in front of the mirror, and his mood sank instantly.

"Leave from here, towards the direction of the rising sun, you count your steps, one hundred, or 150 steps. Don't look back, just go."

Yu Qian's words are actually somewhat related to the beginning of the domestic violence. The parents seem to be in harmony with each other, and they start arguing after the guests leave every day.No one really cared about this son, no one played with Yu Qian.Yu Qian couldn't stay in the claustrophobic castle-like home, so she ran to the yard alone, walked a hundred steps from the door, and just left the house.

The heroine may be a little different from Yu Qian's height when she was a child. Yu Qian estimated the number of steps based on her body shape.So Yu Qian still noticed this girl.

why?It's not the first time I see you, don't you like it?

Yan Ye thought as he passed.In fact, this angel has no real function, but moved Yu Qian with her cheerful personality.This is simply a dream carefully crafted by the screenwriter. There are princesses and princes, and the simplicity is incompatible with the dull atmosphere of the movie.

Yan Ye tried to imagine such a beautiful angel, with eyes that carry the vast ocean, and laughter that lasts for 24 hours...that's a bit noisy, just like Qiu Ming.

"...Don't look back, let's go."

But Qiu Ming didn't leave.When Yan Ye asked Wang Yiyi to draw up the contract, was he really willing to let go of those who grew up with him?

Yan Ye suddenly realized that the gloomy boy in the mirror had his slender fingers stuck to the mirror, his eyes were quiet and dark, and he could fall into the abyss with just one glance.Aside from his terrifying dullness, there was a faint cry for help.

……

Knowing something on his mind, Yan Ye had no dreams all night.

It was just dawn in the morning, and the light was hidden outside the fine curtains.

The phone rang once, and after Yan Ye hung up half asleep, the phone fell silent again.

Half an hour later, the alarm clock rang and raised a sickle to cut through the beautiful and quiet morning again.

Yan Ye struggled unsuccessfully, got up with the chicken coop on his head, squinted his eyes and held his toothbrush in his mouth, and pushed open the door of the guest room.

A certain agent who had agreed to wake him up was half hanging outside the bed, with the quilt hooked on his lap, sleeping soundly with his mouth open.

Gee.

After Yan Ye washed and changed his clothes, he changed the tableware for the breakfast he had bought in advance, and took out his mobile phone to check the time.

There is a missed call.

Yan Ye stared blankly at the note, and ignored Lin Gaoshan, went back to his room, locked the door and called back.

The short-lived sound of electric current soaked in the morning light, quiet and refreshing.Yan Ye's brief tension didn't last long.

"Hello? Ono?" The old man's voice was much older than his impression.

"It's me." Yan Ye opened the curtains, looked up at the rolling clouds, today is a fine day.

"Grandpa... the operation is over, right?"

Yan Li went to the hospital for one year, and after that, he didn't tell Yan Ye anything about all the examinations and surgeries.

"It's over." Yan Li smiled, trying to tease Yan Ye, "I'll go back to the big bed in two days."

It is impossible for the hospital to give Yan Li a small bed to sleep in.Yan Ye laughed cooperatively a few times, and began to ask questions.

"People will have some problems when they get old." Yan Li didn't want to talk about this topic, "I heard your mother went to Milan?"

"En." Yan Ye replied vaguely.

"I heard, you don't have to think of other things to fool me." Yan Li coughed and said calmly.

Yan Ye held the phone between his shoulders and absently tied the curtains.

"I'm going back to China next month."

"Don't." Yan Ye's voice was hoarse, and the old man was stunned for a while by the voice.

"The voice-changing period is here?" Yan Li asked in a daze, "Xiaoye has grown so big..."

"It hasn't grown up yet." Yan Ye was inexplicably awkward, and looked at the reflection on the window, "Don't fool me, take good care of your body, and come back to see us when you are well... I can handle things here, no You need to come forward."

And Xiao Yan had to pave the way.

Yan Li obviously thought of this too, his voice lowered a lot: "It's Grandpa's fault."

"..." Yan Ye usually wouldn't comment on things about Grandpa's generation, and he had no position, so he just changed the subject naturally.

After soothing Yan Li's emotions, Lin Gaoshan also got up slowly.

Yan Ye simply didn't know what to say to this saboteur.

Yan Ye was looking at his phone while eating breakfast. Wu Jingxuan replied to the message half an hour ago.

"Next Wednesday." Not a single redundant word.

Yan Ye returned a call to cheer up and rest more, although he didn't know if the elementary school courses would really be tiring.

After the interface exited, Qiu Ming's messages frequently scrolled out, probably just waking up.

Yan Ye ignored the nonsense above, and directly turned to the last comment on his photo.

"Like a sullen retired veteran cadre."

Yan Ye: "..." Get lost.

After shooting the cover, Yan Ye went back to the company and listened to Qiu Ming's recorded songs. No one knew what the specific direction of Qiu Ming's voice would be after the sound change period, and they all took advantage of this period to preserve the work as much as possible.This time, an original song was released directly under the name of Qiu Ming,

The volume of playback is very high, and the new song is listed on the first page of the list.Yan Ye resisted so much that he didn't click on the comment.

There is a series of songs planned at Qiu Ming's age, and the results of the first song have only been released so far. It's so good-looking, it's not difficult for Yan Ye to imagine the subsequent effects.Qiu Ming was busy taking promotional photos and MVs, and had to play games to score points at night.

Afraid of causing a commotion, Yan Ye continued to keep the drama secret.The day before he went to the production set, he went to the recording studio to take a look at Qiu Ming. He was busy packing his things that day, and flew directly to the set the next day.When Wu Jingxuan was telling Dong and Xi at the airport, he completely forgot what Qiu Ming had said to see him off.

Qiu Ming was busy for a while and pushed open Yan Ye's office door, feeling familiar.

The child spoke to Yan Ye, and his good self-cultivation prevented him from uttering vulgar words, so he held back his anger for a long time.

"Yan Ye, you are shameless!"