Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 171. One Seven One

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As a public figure, Jiang Mochen disguised himself with cosmetics and glasses before leaving, and when he came out of the room again, Yan Qingchi was stunned. He stepped forward, looked carefully at the person in front of him, "Handsome guy, who are you?"

"Who do you say I am?"

Yan Qingchi didn't answer him, he poked Qiqi with his hand, "Qiqi, who do you think he is?"

"It's father." Qiqi said seriously.

"You can recognize this." Yan Qingchi was a little surprised, "You have sharp eyes."

Jiang Mochen had no choice but to say, "I also took him out in this outfit. The first time I was a stranger and the second time I was acquainted with him. I have met him two or three times. How can I not remember."

Yan Qingchi looked at him in the blink of an eye, no matter how he looked at him, he felt that the person in front of him was different from the Jiang Mochen he knew before. He changed into a different style of clothes, looked younger and lively, and modified his appearance, weakening his handsomeness In addition to being delicate and handsome, coupled with a pair of black-rimmed eyes that look very upright, it also adds a bookish look. It is indeed difficult to associate such Jiang Mochen with the Jiang Mochen on TV.

"Did you look like this when you were in school?" Yan Qingchi asked curiously.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Mochen looked at him, "It's just a disguise. I was much more handsome when I was in school than I am now."

"Really? When I get back, I'll take a look at your student photos."

"The beauty of thinking."

After rejecting him, Jiang Mochen picked up chess and said, "Let's go."

Shengfei Amusement Park is the largest amusement park in City X. No matter what time of day, there is always no shortage of tourists here, especially during winter and summer vacations.

Jiang Mochen looked at the sea of ​​people in front of him, "I said let Sun Sheng close the garden for a day, you must not let it go, it's all right now, there are so many people."

"What do you know? The fun of an amusement park is that there are many people. Besides, Sun Sheng didn't give you a VIP pass. We don't have to wait in line. Don't you think we're going straight to the VIP while everyone is waiting in line? , Do you feel better?"

"So, that's why you base your happiness on someone else's pain?"

"Oh, I didn't harm others anyway. Anyone can be a VIP as long as they are willing to spend money. We also get VIPs by our own ability. Let's go." Yan Qingchi beckoned, "Choose a project to play Let's go."

However, no matter how well Yan Qingchi thought before he came here, there is a huge difference between playing with children and playing without children. Yan Qingchi sat on the merry-go-round, feeling the ups and downs of his Pegasus, and looked up at the roller coaster not far away, quite melancholy. He never thought that one day, he would be so close and so close to the roller coaster. It's like he never thought that he would play the merry-go-round with Qiqi when he was old.

Yan Qingchi was melancholy when he saw Jiang Mochen standing not far away with his hands in his pockets and a casual expression on his face. He saw him and Qiqi turn around and took out his mobile phone to take pictures of them. Yan Qingchi was depressed Turning his head, he saw Qiqi sitting on the horseback, happily looking at the little Pegasus he was riding.

"Is it fun?" he asked.

Qiqi nodded.

Yan Qingchi smiled and stretched out his hand to rub his head, "As long as you like it."

After playing the merry-go-round, Jiang Mochen showed Qiqi the photos he took, and Qiqi asked him, "Where's Dad? Didn't you take pictures of Dad?"

Jiang Mochen swiped a few photos before finding Yan Qingchi, whom he accidentally photographed. In the photo, Yan Qingchi was lowering his head, only showing half of his side face. His brows and eyes were quiet, but kind of gentle.

After watching Qiqi, he looked up and asked him, "Is there no father?"

When Yan Qingchi heard the words, he made up his mind, "Qiqi, you take your father to play the merry-go-round again, and your father will take pictures for you."

As soon as Qiqi heard that he could play the merry-go-round again, he immediately looked at Jiang Mochen with bright eyes.

Jiang Mochen: ...

"Let your father take you there."

"Qiqi wants your photo, but I still don't have your photo when I go there, go quickly."

"Shut up, you."

"Accept your fate."

Jiang Mochen was speechless, but as soon as he lowered his head, he saw Qiqi looking at him expectantly. Jiang Mochen had no choice but to give Yan Qingchi a hard look, "You are the only one who plays too much."

"It's not as good as you."

"I found that you can still listen. If I say one sentence, you can reply ten sentences."

"It may be that we two have a good understanding!"

"Maybe it's because you owe a lot."

"Domestic violence is wrong, it will cause a heavy psychological shadow on children."

Jiang Mochen: ...I think I'm about to have a psychological shadow!

He glared at Yan Qingchi, then put on his hat, and went to the carousel again with chess in his arms.

Yan Qingchi stood at the same spot, looking at Jiang Mochen's loveless appearance on the merry-go-round with a leisurely expression, he just felt very comfortable, he took out his mobile phone and pointed at Jiang Mochen, Jiang Mochen looked at it indifferently He glanced at him, turned around, Yan Qingchi was not discouraged, and kept taking pictures of him, and finally took a few pictures that were still viewable.

After playing Qiqi and getting off the merry-go-round, seeing himself and Jiang Mochen appearing in a photo at the same time, he bent his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

Yan Qingchi moved his hands and put the three of them together on a picture. Qiqi pointed to his mobile phone and said happily: "Father, me, father, the three of us."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "A family of three."

Chess and Chess echoed "Mmmm".

"Let's go," Yan Qingchi pulled him up, "Take you to play bumper cars."

Compared with the carousel, the bumper car is really interesting. Yan Qingchi and Qiqi got into a car, and Jiang Mochen got into a car by himself, and they didn't want to harm others, they just aimed at the opponent's goal and rammed them hard. Chess is young and light in weight. Every time they collide, he will flick it up slightly. After two or three times, he found out about this and couldn't help laughing. Collide.

A round of bumper cars is not too long. After playing chess and chess once, I want to play again.

He looked at Yan Qingchi and wanted to speak, but he was a little embarrassed. It was Yan Qingchi who noticed that he hesitated to speak, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Mochen stopped and looked at him when he heard the words.

Seeing that they both stopped, Qiqi became even more shy.

"Do you still want to play?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

Qiqi nodded, and asked in a low voice, "Is that okay?"

Jiang Mochen rubbed his head, "Of course."

Qiqi immediately became happy.

The three of them returned to the bumper car venue again, this time, it was Jiang Mochen who was holding the chess pieces.

Qiqi whispered to him, "Father, when two cars collide, the chess pieces will bounce."

"Is it fun to play or not?" Jiang Mochen was not sure whether he liked it or not.

Qiqi bent his eyes and looked at him, "It's fun, the chess is like a small spring when it bounces. Boom, launch, whoosh!"

Jiang Mochen listened to his vivid description, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, "Then you have to sit still, don't pop it out in a while, your father and I are going to find you."

"No," Qiqi replied seriously, "Just bounce it once." He stretched out his hand for a distance, "That's all, I can't bounce it out."

"That's good."

That being said, after Qiqi got into the car, he seemed to be really afraid of jumping out. He kept grabbing Jiang Mochen's arm and whispered, "Father, come on."

"Okay."

Soon, a new round of collisions began.

Qiqi had fun with the bumper car. After playing for the second time, he whispered that he wanted to play again. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen were happy and relieved that he finally dared to put forward his ideas to them, so they played with him two more times.

After playing the bumper cars, Yan Qingchi saw a shop selling popcorn and coke not far away, so he asked Jiang Mochen to sit down on the bench with a chess set, and went to line up by himself.

Jiang Mochen looked at the crowd around the popcorn place and agreed. He pulled Qiqi to the bench and sat down, and asked Qiqi what he wanted to play next. Qiqi was thinking, when Jiang Mochen's phone rang.

He picked it up, "Hello."

There was a pause, and after a long time, a voice came over, "Mochen, it's me."

Jiang Mochen was stunned for a moment, it was Yuan Mingxu.

Qiqi looked back and forth between the two of them twice, then put down his pen, and said softly, "Aren't you still drawing?"

Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen were a little embarrassed for a while, but they calmed down their playfulness and became serious.

Yan Qingchi picked up the pen and drew a stroke on the paper.

After drawing chess and chess in a similar manner, he turned his head to look at Jiang Mochen. Jiang Mochen looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking that it was his own, and probably really couldn't hide it. He frantically picked up the pen, and drew a stroke according to Yan Qingchi's drawing.

Qiqi saw that he had finished drawing, so he went to see Yan Qingchi again.

Yan Qingchi drew a stroke quickly, Qiqi followed quickly, and then went to see Jiang Mochen to see if he finished the painting.

Jiang Mochen felt that the few minutes of painting were as long as returning to his elementary school class. He looked at the drawing book in his hand, but he couldn't draw the pattern on the book. It's the same as children's stick figures.

This is one of Jiang Mochen's rare and depressing times that he doesn't want to recall. He couldn't figure out why he had been proficient in everything since he was a child, but he almost died in painting. He didn't want to give up easily. He secretly practiced many times, but he couldn't do it well. Born without the skill of lighting up painting, no matter how hard he tries, he can only be a low-level handicap.

Jiang Mochen sighed silently in his heart, and thought to himself, no one is perfect, and no gold is pure, but he whispered in his heart, Yan Qingchi is really a talent, this is the second time we met, He figured out his own shortcoming, very good, he wants to see how long he can pretend to be smart, but don't make a fool into his hands, when the time comes, he will definitely let Yan Qingchi sit down properly. Give him a good painting in this room, painting him for three days and three nights, in the middle of the night, so that he can't stop painting.

The three of them drew with their own moods. Jiang Mochen took advantage of a phone call in the middle and left quickly with his drawing paper. After that, he never entered the room of Qiqi again. Shanshan appeared, surprised that you guys finished the painting.

Yan Qingchi didn't expose him. After finishing the painting teaching, he had another meal at Jiang Mochen's house before preparing to leave. Jiang Mochen got up to send him off, Yan Qingchi handed the gift he brought to Qiqi.

He took out a Rubik's Cube and asked Qiqi, "Do you know what this is?"

Qiqi nodded, "Rubik's Cube."

"Can you play?"

Qiqi still nodded.

"Then you play first, wait for me to come next time, and see if you play well."

Qiqi's eyes lit up instantly, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask something, but he didn't make a sound, he closed his mouth slowly, and just nodded.

Yan Qingchi stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, Qiqi didn't resist, and quietly looked at him with bent eyes, like a gentle little moon.

"Then I'll come see you tomorrow?" Yan Qingchi asked gently.

Qiqi nodded obediently, his eyes were full of softness.

Yan Qingchi thinks that he is a bit like a doll in the window, he looks good, and he has a pair of eyes that can talk, and when he bends his eyes, there is tenderness and warmth in him, which makes people can't help liking him. However, he was cautious, protecting himself with immature arms, and looked at the outside world cautiously and restrainedly.

He waved goodbye to Qiqi and left with Jiang Mochen.

Jiang Mochen sent Yan Qingchi home in a very gentlemanly manner. After the car stopped, he turned to look at Yan Qingchi and asked, "Have you enjoyed yourself?"

"I'm very happy." Yan Qingchi said truthfully.