Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 274. Extra Story: Wei Lan (May 4th)

This is an anti-theft badge. He asked Qiqi, "Do you want to catch the doll?"

Qiqi leaned over to have a look, and then pointed to a white puppy inside to show him.

"Do you like this?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Qiqi nodded slightly.

Yan Qingchi handed him the game coins in his hand, "Throw this over here, and then you can grab it by pressing this one." He taught Qiqi.

Qiqi followed what he said, put the coin in, and then started to grab the doll, but he hadn't played much before, the little claw of the claw machine flicked a few times, just barely touched it, and the time was up.

Qiqi looked up at Yan Qingchi in some confusion.

Yan Qingchi voted another coin for him, "Do it again."

Qiqi held the handle and grabbed it again, but he still didn't catch it.

Yan Qingchi took a look and pointed him to a little turtle that looked easier to catch, "Try to catch this one."

Qiqi obediently lowered his little paws to grab it, but just as soon as he grabbed it, he fell down again.

Qiqi was a little unwilling, turned to look at Yan Qingchi, "One more time."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi smiled and threw another coin at him.

Qiqi pressed the handle, stared at the little turtle without blinking his eyes, grabbed it and carefully moved towards the exit, but it was almost there, the claws loosened, and the turtle fell down.

"One more time." Qiqi continued.

He let go of the handle, clapped his hands, and then took a small breath, holding his breath and starting a new round.

Yan Qingchi watched him pursing his lips, his eyes were almost on the claw machine, and he didn't feel that he was making him a little nervous.

Finally, the claw was hanging right above the exit, Qiqi pressed the release button, and the turtle fell straight down. Qiqi happily squatted down and took out the little turtle.

This tortoise is not big, only the size of his palm. Qiqi held the little tortoise, looked at it carefully over and over, then turned around and handed the tortoise out.

Yan Qingchi watched him stretch out his hand and handed the turtle to himself, and asked, "Give it to me?"

Qiqi nodded, his cat's eyes were bent, and his eyes were full of happiness.

Yan Qingchi took it, squeezed it, "It's cute, chess is very good."

Qiqi smiled shyly and lowered his head.

"Since you gave me a doll, I'll give you one too." Yan Qingchi said.

He looked at the row of claw machines and asked Qiqi, "Which doll do you like? Or do you want that puppy?"

Qiqi looked up, looked carefully, and then pointed to a relatively large white lamb.

"OK." After Yan Qingchi finished speaking, he put in the coins.

He flicked the claws in the claw machine, felt the feel, and then grabbed the lamb directly.

Qiqi immediately moved over, grabbed the claw machine, watched nervously, and then saw the lamb fall down.

He looked up at Yan Qingchi sadly, Yan Qingchi smiled, "It's okay, I'll catch it next time."

Qiqi nodded and gave a firm "hmm".

Yan Qingchi caught it once, and almost got acquainted with this claw machine, so he began to directly use his years of catching doll skills, and soon caught the sheep out.

He handed the sheep to Qiqi, "You give me the little turtle, and I give you the lamb, and this is for you."

Qiqi was still immersed in the surprise that he had caught the lamb out suddenly, he didn't react, and stared blankly at him.

Yan Qingchi poked his face casually, "Which one do you want?"

Qiqi immediately looked inside the claw machine, then pointed to the little bear inside.

Yan Qingchi naturally helped him catch the bear again.

Qiqi pointed to the rabbit inside again.

Yan Qingchi said while being caught by him, "This is the last one, otherwise there are too many, we probably won't be able to take it back."

Qiqi responded obediently, with a satisfied face.

Yan Qingchi caught the rabbit out and handed it to him, seeing him struggling to hold the three dolls with both hands, looking happy, he thought it was good.

There are too many dolls here, but he doesn't plan to catch too many dolls for Qiqi. In many cases, more does not mean that it is good, but the right one is the best.

They carried the dolls and went to the next area. Because adults could not participate in many projects, Qiqi chose some simple projects that parents and children can interact with.

He even drew a picture, which made his clothes and hands dirty. He looked at Yan Qingchi nervously, and Yan Qingchi stretched out his hand, which was also stained with paint from the painting, and He placed them in a row and whispered, "It's all dirty."

Qiqi looked at him, Yan Qingchi smiled, "Let's go, let's wash our hands."

After playing for a day, both of them were a little hungry, so Yan Qingchi asked on Wechat if Jiang Mochen would go home for dinner?

Jiang Mochen looked at WeChat and replied: No.

Yan Qingchi didn't ask any more questions, and lowered his head to ask Qiqi what he wanted to eat. Qiqi hugged his doll and looked at him obediently.

"Do you want to eat hot pot or fried vegetables?"

He thought for a while, "How about eating hamburger and fried chicken?"

Qiqi was asked by him, and he didn't know what to say, so he could only look at him quietly.

Yan Qingchi has always been very patient with him. He had experience in taking care of children before crossing, so when facing chess and chess, he knows how to wait better than Jiang Mochen.

He listed his options again for Qiqi, "Hot pot, fried vegetables, or fried chicken burgers? Which one does Qiqi like?"

Qiqi didn't know how to answer, he looked at Yan Qingchi, his mouth tightly pursed. He was afraid that what he said was what Yan Qingchi didn't like, but he didn't know which one Yan Qingchi liked, so he didn't know which one to say.

He remembered what the dean's mother had said to him when he left with Jiang Mochen, "You have to be obedient, listen to Jiang's father, don't contradict Jiang's father, understand?"

Qiqi nodded, "I understand."

"Be smart, do what Father Jiang likes, and don't do what he doesn't like."

"Yes." He nodded obediently.

He knows what to do. He has heard Xiaojing crying to her little friend saying that she shouldn't talk so much. The new mother planned to take her away, but she talked too much. Mom found that she was not the child she wanted, so she couldn't take her away.

Xiao Jing was crying very sad, Qiqi heard her cry, and felt that he was also very sad.

He lay on the table, thinking that he would never be the same as Xiao Jing, he would control himself, not talk much, and be the child that new mothers and fathers like, he would definitely leave.

But now, looking at Yan Qingchi, he doesn't know what Yan Qingchi likes, what he answers, Yan Qingchi can like it.

Chess and Chess responded with "hmmm".

Yan Qingchi stroked his hair, and then looked at the school gate that was close at hand. This kind of obvious private elementary school for the aristocrats, the teachers know that the children who come to school are either rich or noble, so they should not dare to do illegal things. Something out of order.

He calmed down a little, "Let's go, Dad will take you to the classroom."

Yan Qingchi watched Qiqi sit on the seat all the time, raised his hand and waved at himself, and he waved back, feeling a little bit reluctant, but still turned and left.

On the first day of school, Qiqi was very obedient, he didn't cry or make trouble, but when Yan Qingchi came to pick him up in the afternoon, he leaned in his arms and hugged him.

Yan Qingchi touched his head and asked him, "It's your first day at school, are you happy?"

Qiqi thought about it, "I'm happy, but I'm not happy either."

"Why are you unhappy?"

Qiqi looked up at him, "I won't see my dad when I go to school."

Yan Qingchi looked at him and sighed, "Then what should I do?"

"I still have to go to school." Qiqi said, "On TV, all the children go to school, and Qiqi is also a child, and he also has to go to school."

That's right, it's a very standard syllogism, but Yan Qingchi looked helpless when he saw his little man uttering such a standard syllogism, somehow he wanted to laugh.

He hugged Qiqi to his lap and kissed him on the face, "Qiqi is right."

Qiqi likes to be kissed by others, and when Yan Qingchi kissed him, he became happy again, and said with a smile, "Although I won't see my father, I will miss him."

"I also want to play chess." Yan Qingchi touched his head.

Qiqi smiled and burrowed into his arms, Yan Qingchi hugged him, and soon got into a mess with him.

After sending Qiqi to school, it didn't take long for "Lost" to start.

"Lost" is a crime-themed literary film. The story begins with the death of a middle-aged man. Meng Wen, the financial director of a private company, had a gentle temper and was warm to others, but committed suicide one night. Starting from him, suicides occurred one after another in S City. The police concluded through autopsy that the deceased was not a suicide, but a homicide. However, during the investigation and investigation, no suspicious objects were found. The cause of death of these deceased was only slowly drawn out when a report ten years ago was discovered.

Ten years ago, Meng Wen was the principal of a private education school. Meng Wen and the teachers of the school, in the name of helping parents correct problem children, used abuse to make children feel fearful and become well-behaved. Docile. It's just that these children, when they became well-behaved and obedient, also lost the freshness of their humanity, became dull, and even cowered and frightened. Some children even committed suicide by jumping off the building because they couldn't stand the abuse. After two children committed suicide in succession, Meng Wen was forced to shut down the private education school and found another job, becoming an employee of a private company, and other teachers also found other ways out.

They have not been in touch with each other for ten years, but they meet regularly, especially when some of them die one after another, they are even more frightened and flustered. But no one dared to seek help from the police, because although the two children who committed suicide were not killed by them themselves, they were also forced to death by them. They were worried that the events of the year would be involved, so they could only avoid them carefully. He was the murderer, but he still couldn't escape death after all.