Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 281. Extra Story: Wei Lan (June 1)

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"Are you going?"

"Otherwise," Yan Qingchi chuckled, "Are you really discussing the Luminous script with you?"

Jiang Mochen: "... You are here, let's sleep here tonight."

"That won't work, when we go out together tomorrow morning, then I will become a celebrity in the crew."

"You can't go out from here after I leave."

"How do you say that we are also legal couples who have obtained the certificate in an upright manner, and what you said is just like cheating/love."

Jiang Mochen: "..."

Yan Qingchi thought for a while, then sat down beside him, "But it's okay, let's just treat it as a fun experience."

Jiang Mochen pressed his aching temple, stretched out his finger to the door, and said impatiently: "Roll."

"I'm not a front-loading washing machine, why roll it?" Yan Qingchi said while taking out his phone, "It just so happens that both of us are here, and we can play a chess video."

He dialed the video, and it took a while for the other party to connect, revealing half of Qiqi's face.

"Dad." Qiqi shouted.

Yan Qingchi moved the phone to the side, "Look who this is."

Qiqi moved his head forward, and said pleasantly, "Father is here too."

"What is Qiqi doing?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

"I'm watching animation with my aunt, and I'm going to sleep after watching it." He said, turning the phone around, so that Aunt Zhang was in the mirror.

Jiang Mochen saw her, smiled at her, and told her, "It will take a while for us to go back, Aunt Zhang, see how Qiqi wants to treat him, if he feels bored, take him to my parents Stay there for a while."

"Okay."

Qiqi heard his words and asked him, "Father, when will you and Dad come back?"

"After a while, Qiqi, you have to listen to your aunt at home."

Qiqi nodded, "Qiqi is very obedient."

Jiang Mochen asked him, "Is going to school fun?"

Qiqi thought about it, pouted, "Sometimes it's fun, sometimes it's not."

"When is it fun and when is it not?"

"It's fun when you're drawing, taking classes, or playing games, but it's not fun when you're sleeping at noon."

"Why?"

"Qiqi doesn't sleep at noon." Qiqi emphasized, "I only sleep at night."

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Why don't you go to bed at noon?"

"Painting, you can also play chess and put together puzzles." Chess and chess counted for him.

"Okay, I'll call your teacher in a few days and tell her that if you really don't want to go to bed at noon, I won't let you go to bed."

"Really?" Hearing this, Qiqi's tone rose, "Thank you dad."

"You're welcome."

The three chatted for a while, Yan Qingchi seemed a little sleepy watching chess, so he hung up the video and told him to go to bed early.

Jiang Mochen waited until he hung up the video before asking him, "Do you think you dote on him too much?"

Yan Qingchi looked confused, "Huh?"

"Everyone takes a nap, just because he doesn't like naps, so you have to call the teacher to let him not sleep at noon, isn't it a bit bad?"

Yan Qingchi thought it was something, it turned out to be this, "Then everyone likes girls, you like boys, and your parents let you marry a man, don't your parents spoil you too much?"

Jiang Mochen was speechless at once.

Yan Qingchi looked at him, and said in a gentle voice: "People are different, just like some people like to be vegetarian and others like to eat meat, some people just sleep less, some people sleep too much, he doesn't want to sleep, Can't sleep, what's the use if you just press him on the bed. I never took a nap when I was a child, didn't I grow up well. There is no so-called right or wrong in many things, so why bother with rulers and templates? Ask someone else."

Jiang Mochen leaned back, "I found that you are quite open-minded and open-minded, and you are very reasonable when you talk about it."

"Because it's not a big deal, as long as you don't walk on the edge of morality and law, I think these personal habits are understandable, and there is no need to make people unhappy."

"Okay, then listen to you." Jiang Mochen stood up, "I'm going to take a shower."

Yan Qingchi waved at him, then lowered his head and continued to study his script.

The two slept under the quilt and just chatted. Jiang Mochen had a show the next morning, and was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock. Yan Qingchi had always been a light sleeper, when he heard the bell, he opened his eyes in a daze, ready to get up.

Jiang Mochen stretched out his hand and pushed him back, "You sleep in your bed, it's only five o'clock, and you're out of action."

"It's only five o'clock?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Mochen looked at him and closed his eyes again, wrapped in a quilt, and said vaguely, "Then you film well."

He has always looked energetic, and it is rare that he is so soft and waxy, he looks like an enlarged version of chess, Jiang Mochen looked at it and thought it was a bit cute.

He said "hmm", and poked Yan Qingchi's side face with his hand, Yan Qingchi muttered, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Mochen squeezed it, and felt that it felt good, "It's okay, you sleep with you, I'm going to wash up."

"Well, come on." Yan Qingchi whispered.

"Okay."

When the assistant Wang Xianghai came to pick up his actor, he saw Jiang Mochen was closing the door, Xiao Wang was a little surprised, "Brother Chen got up so early today."

"Well, it's rare to get up early. By the way, you can tell the front desk later that no one should come into my room to clean it this morning."

"OK."

"Does Yan Qingchi's assistant live next door to you?"

"Yes."

"Guan Mei is not here, so he brought such an assistant. If you are free on weekdays, help me with it."

"Okay." Wang Xianghai responded, he glanced at Jiang Mochen, "Brother Chen, may I ask you something?"

"What?"

"What's the relationship between Yan Qingchi and you? You let me go over after drinking that day, so he must be the one in the car."

Jiang Mochen glanced at him and smiled, "What do you think we are related to?"

Xiao Wang immediately took a break and stood at attention, holding his breath, "Good friend, good brother, pure socialist brotherhood!"

Jiang Mochen was noncommittal.

Wang Xianghai touched his still beating heart, oh my god, the baby was scared to death.

When Yan Qingchi woke up again, it was already 7:30, which was his normal work and rest time. He got dressed slowly, finished washing, opened the door, and looked out cautiously. Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor, so Yan Qingchi jumped out immediately, closed the door and went back to his room.

Being a thief with a guilty conscience! He shook his head, and sent Jiang Mochen a wechat message: I'm up and already in my room [hehe].

Jiang Mochen was probably filming and didn't reply to him.

Yan Qingchi was not in a hurry, and was about to go downstairs to have breakfast, but received He Fei's WeChat message: Brother Yan, are you up yet?

Yan Qingchi replied to him: Woke up, what's wrong?

"Would you like to have breakfast?"

"Yeah."

Then he heard a knock on the door, and the phone dinged: Brother Yan, I'm outside your door.

Yan Qingchi: ...you are really fast.

Yan Qingchi opened the door, and He Fei stood outside the door, greeting him energetically.

Yan Qingchi could only return him with a polite smile.

The two quickly finished their breakfast, Yan Qingchi went to the set, and saw the director filming Jiang Mochen's personal outdoor scene. He propped his head up and watched carefully. It was not until the afternoon that Yan Qingchi heard the director call his name. Yan Qingchi stood up suddenly, feeling a little excited, finally going to shoot his scene!

On the other side of the ocean, Yuan Mingxu looked at the return flight on the computer, and after thinking for a long time, he finally pressed the purchase button. He breathed a sigh of relief, but with some unconscious tension, he hesitated for a long time between Jiang Mochen and Zhou Yixing with his mobile phone, but finally chose Liao Sibo as the entry point.

He edited word by word, and sent it to Liao Sibo: I'm coming back, when the time comes, call Shang Mo Chen, let's get together.

Not long after he sent the message, he received a WeChat reply from Liao Sibo: OK, you can send me the flight, and Mo Chen and I will pick it up together.

Yuan Mingxu looked at his WeChat and smiled unconsciously.

Twenty nine:

September 1st, the national school day, Qiqi finally carried his small schoolbag on this day and prepared to start his primary school career. Sure enough, Jiang Mochen didn't have time to rush back, only Yan Qingchi escorted him to the school gate.

Yan Qingchi helped him arrange his clothes, and said, "Remember what Dad told you?"

"I remember." Qiqi nodded obediently.

Yan Qingchi repeated to him again, "Don't let others take off your clothes, don't let others kiss you, if someone bullies you, you tell your father or teacher, if someone wants to take off your clothes, no matter it is Whether you are a teacher or a child, you have to tell Dad that even if someone wants to kiss you."

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 expensive, 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.