Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 196. Fanwai: Variety show recording of a family of four (2)

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He was holding the spoon, his eyes were wide open, and his tone was raised, "Really? Shall we go together? Are Dad and Uncle Yan going?"

"Yes, let's go together." Yan Qingchi patted his head.

Qiqi smiled happily, with crooked eyebrows and eyes.

"However," Jiang Mochen looked at Qiqi, "I didn't notice before, Qiqi, you can no longer be called Uncle Yan."

Qiqi didn't understand, blinked and asked, "Why?"

"Because Uncle Yan married me, he is also your father." Jiang Mochen said warmly.

Qiqi turned to look at Yan Qingchi, Yan Qingchi smiled, Qiqi thought for a while, "Then I have two fathers?"

"Yes."

"However, if they are all called Dad, it will be easy to be confused." Jiang Mochen said again.

"You can add a surname," Yan Qingchi suggested to him, "Call you Papa Jiang and me Papa Yan."

"There is no child who calls his parents like that." Jiang Mochen disagreed, he thought for a while, "You can call me father in the future, Yan Qingchi's father, so we can separate."

"Father is a bit too formal and serious, isn't he? Or let him be called Dad and Daddy?"

"Strict father and loving mother, although we are both men, in the process of raising children in the future, one must be strict and the other gentle. Compared with me, you are obviously more suitable for the gentle side, so be serious. , this kind of role assignment always makes sense."

Yan Qingchi saw that he insisted, so he didn't refute anymore. He lowered his head to look at Qiqi, and saw Qiqi was looking at the two of them curiously, "From now on, you can call me daddy and him father."

Qiqi nodded, and responded obediently: "Yes, Dad."

Yan Qingchi rubbed his hair, "You are so good."

After dinner, Yan Qingchi took out the book he bought yesterday and began to teach chess and characters. Chess is very smart, and he only needs to teach him a few times to master many characters. Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said to him, "Qiqi, let's play a game."

Qiqi immediately put down his pencil when he heard the words, and asked him with some joy, "What game is it?"

Jiang Mochen happened to pass by, opened the door quietly, and saw Yan Qingchi and Qiqi say, "Let's play a game where you ask me to answer. Each of us has two cards in our hands, one is like , one is not like, and then I say one thing, let's show the cards together to see if we have any duplicates."

Qiqi was overjoyed when he finished speaking. He has always been somewhat resistant to expressing his preferences, fearing that because he is different from others, the other party will not like him. He lowered his head, squeezed his fingers, and didn't speak.

"Don't want to play?"

Qiqi looked up at him, "Shall we play checkers?"

Yan Qingchi watched him say this carefully, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

A few days ago, he told his agent about the termination of the contract. Although Li Jiang felt a little sorry, but for his future, he also agreed. After Li Jiang returned from abroad in a few days, he will formally terminate the contract with Xingyue. , signed Nancheng. At that time, like Jiang Mochen, he might not have much time to stay at home, so he would not be able to accompany and guide Qiqi.

When September comes, not only will he take on a new job, but Qiqi will also go to school. It's okay if he doesn't talk and likes to be silent, but if he still doesn't express his likes and dislikes as always, Yan Qingchi Worried that he might be bullied by other children.

This is not what he wants to see.

He thought for a while, picked up the eraser on the table, held it in his hand, and then stretched out his hands in front of Qiqi, "Guess, which hand of mine has an eraser in it?"

Qiqi raised his head, looked at his two hands, then reached out and touched his right hand.

Yan Qingchi spread his hands, there was nothing, "I guessed wrong~"

After speaking, he opened his left hand, "here."

Qiqi reached out to take off the eraser, looked carefully, and then looked up at him, his eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why he suddenly played this with him.

Yan Qingchi didn't answer him directly, but asked him, "Do you know why you guessed wrong?"

Qiqi shook his head.

"Because you're not me, you don't know what I'm thinking. If you rely on guessing, you will always guess wrong."

"I don't understand."

"You can understand that even if I am older than you, your father is wrong, your father is also older than you, we are all adults, but we don't know your thoughts every time." He poked Qiqi's heart, "So sometimes, we need your help."

"Help?"

"Yes." Yan Qingchi smiled, "You tell us what you want, what you want to do, we will know, and we can do it together."

Qiqi listened to every word in his mouth, looked at him quietly, and did not speak.

"Qiqi doesn't want to help us?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

"No." He muttered softly.

"I knew that Qiqi is so smart and cute, she must be the kindest little angel and will definitely help us."

Qiqi pursed his lips, he seemed to want to say something, but he still didn't say it.

Yan Qingchi hugged him into his arms and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Qiqi looked at him, his eyes were crystal clear, but somewhat hazy.

"What do you want to say?" Yan Qingchi asked him gently.

Qiqi blinked, there were waves in his eyes, but he still didn't speak.

Yan Qingchi closed his eyes, "How about this, you quietly whisper in my ear, tell me quietly, so that other people will not know."

He closed his eyes and waited for a while before he finally felt a weak air flow slowly hit his ears. The voice was very immature, full of anxiety and timidity, and the voice was suppressed very weakly. He asked , "If you say something wrong, will you not like me?"

"Is it?"

Yan Qingchi was thinking about how to answer her, when Wei Lan turned around and saw him all of a sudden.

"Yo, you're here to audition too." Wei Lan said as she walked towards him.

Yan Qingchi could only helplessly respond, "Yes."

"Jiang Mochen recommended it?"

"Yeah."

"Hey," Wei Lan wrapped his arms around his neck, approached him, and whispered, "Are you really married to Jiang Mochen?"

Yan Qingchi remembered that he only said that he was married, but he didn't say who it was, so, "How do you know it's Jiang Mochen?"

"Jiang Mochen told my brother himself. Otherwise, I wouldn't believe that Jiang Mochen would be with you even if I was killed? Is he blind? Or is it purely based on face?"

Yan Qingchi was helpless, "Is it really okay for you to belittle the client in front of the client?"

"Aren't I telling the truth," Wei Lan looked at him, "otherwise, how do you think you match Jiang Mochen? Family background? Talent? Or character? You also match his face."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, and said seriously: "I think my talent and personality are not bad."

"The talent of decathlon and the character of talking bad about people behind their backs?"

"There is an old saying that a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. You may not believe it if you say it, but I just suppress it on purpose."

Wei Lan looked disbelieving, "Oh, here is your chance to show yourself, you don't have to suppress this audition."

Yan Qingchi heard the words, but did not speak.

Wei Lan shook her head and clicked her tongue, "At first I thought I might not be able to try, but now looking at you, I think I might be close."

"Not necessarily."

"Okay, let's make a bet, if you succeed in the audition, I will delete my previous prejudice against you with one click, and admit that you have extraordinary talent and a good personality. But if you don't, I succeeded, Then," Wei Lan looked at him, "you can accompany me to have a meal with my brother."

Yan Qingchi: "...I just said that you were bad once before, you don't need to kill them all like this."

"My brother is now a serious businessman, what are you afraid of."

"Now?" Yan Qingchi emphasized.

Wei Lan smiled, "Don't worry, with Jiang Mochen backing you up, he won't touch you."

Yan Qingchi couldn't understand how he got into the muddy water of the Wei brothers. He was about to speak, when Wei Lan took out his mobile phone and tilted his head to take a group photo of them.

"What are you doing?"

"It's rare to see each other, let's take a group photo as a souvenir."

"It's not that simple."

As soon as he said this, someone called Wei Lan, saying that it was his turn, Wei Lan immediately put the phone back in his pocket, "Bye, I will pick you up for dinner."

Yan Qingchi holds his forehead, get out of here.

Until Wei Lan left, Guan Mei watched him sit weakly on the chair, and finally reminded, "You know that Jiang Mochen is the boss behind Nancheng."

"Know."

"So, although I am your manager, there are some things that I need to report to him."

"Like?"

"Wei Lan seems to be very attentive to you." Guan Mei said seriously: "Wei Lan is known as the little prince of bumper cars in the circle. The eyes provoked him, and he went straight to the stage to get angry. But he actually proposed to have dinner with you and Wei Xun. You know who Wei Xun is, so you should also know Wei Xun's status in the Wei family, right? Even Wei Xun Lan has some friends who have never met Wei Xun."

"So?"

"So, even if one day there might be thousands of horses galloping and a piece of grassland on Mr. Jiang's head, I don't want it to be the time when I take you."

Yan Qingchi, "...I think you're thinking too much."

"I hope so." Guan Mei smiled.

Yan Qingchi couldn't laugh or cry, are all girls so sensitive? He shook his head, and sent Jiang Mochen a WeChat message: I met Wei Lan, and he also came to the audition, and he also said a few words to me, as if he planned to continue using me to anger his brother. Guan Mei was frightened and worried that I would turn you into a grassland, so I will tell you in advance.

Jiang Mochen: ... Got it.

Yan Qingchi raised his phone at Guan Mei, "Look, I'll say you're thinking too much."

Guan Mei didn't look at his mobile phone, but was shocked by his efficiency in doing things as he said. This artist is a bit unusual...

Seeing that Guan Mei didn't speak any more, Yan Qingchi decided to close his eyes and rest for a while.

As a result, just as he closed his eyes, the phone rang again, Yan Qingchi opened it, and saw that it was Jiang Mochen who said: Come on, audition.

Yan Qingchi smiled, replied him with a message, and then put away the phone.

On the other side, Jiang Mochen watched the little raccoon on the phone spit out a pink love bubble, and there were three bright pink characters bouncing next to it——Memoda. With a "bang", Jiang Mochen quickly put the phone on the table, and now he deeply feels that his marriage partner likes him, not only likes him, but also likes to tease him! Everyone is a man, why are you flirting, can't you work hard! fall!

After a while, Wei Lan finally reappeared in front of Yan Qingchi, his face was quite calm, he seemed neither sad nor happy, "Go, it's your turn." He said.

Yan Qingchi said thank you, without asking any further questions, walked out of the room, knocked on the door next door, and walked in.

There are only three main examiners for this interview, Director Wang, Assistant Director Zhang, and Screenwriter Liu. Yan Qingchi walked in, and the makeup artist took him to try on the makeup first, because the character in the play was originally a college student, and Yan Qingchi was just graduated from college, so he just drew two simple strokes to paint his own The brilliance is suppressed, adding a sense of innocence.

The screenwriter gave him a brief description - Meng Luo met the police downstairs, and the police questioned him because of his father's death. Meng Luo answered quietly, politely. Then he went home. He entered the house, walked into his bedroom, and opened the window. He saw the police questioning other people downstairs. Meng Luo's face was very calm, and he even looked at it indifferently for a while with his chin propped up. , Then he closed the window, but when he lowered his head, he smiled slowly.