My daughter is so annoying

The people at Mango Terrace didn't expect that Fang Cheng directly refused, and the rejection was very direct.

The reason is simple.

I don't want to show my face on TV with such a young daughter.

It was also at this time that Fang Cheng knew that the video was really popular, otherwise the program team would not have contacted him, after all, he had not appeared in the public eye for a long time.

Yang Yueyue, who was mopping the floor, glanced at the time and said, "It's almost eleven o'clock, shouldn't it be time for you to leave?"

"Ah."

Fang Cheng put down his guitar, took the car keys, and drove to school.

The road was a bit congested today, it seemed that there was a car accident or something ahead, the traffic was unblocked for a long time before Fangcheng passed the intersection.

By the time I arrived at the school gate, it was already 5 minutes after school.

Fang Cheng got out of the car and looked around Tian Tian, ​​and found a crowd of people around the school gate, and did not see Qingqing and Xiao Yuer.

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Fang Cheng frowned, and strode towards the school gate.

"It's so cute, even better looking than in the video."

"Yeah, I will definitely be a beautiful girl from now on."

"Qingqing, look here, little fish, Auntie will take a photo for you."

"Little fish, just smile."

"..."

Hearing the sound, Fang Cheng pushed aside the crowd, and when he saw a group of people taking pictures around Qingqing and Xiao Yuer, Fang Cheng immediately stepped forward, took one of them with each hand, and squeezed Qingqing and Xiao Yuer away from the crowd. go out.

"Who is this person?"

"I'm sick, squeeze me."

"Neuropathy."

"He...he seems to be Qingqing's father."

"Ah, big star Fangcheng?"

Fang Cheng brought the two girls into the car, and a group of adults ran over, blocking the car tightly.

Fang Cheng yelled at the people in front of the car: "Have you taken enough pictures? We're going home. Can you get out of the way?"

"Can you sign me?"

"Can I take a photo?"

"Smile."

A few passers-by who don't pay attention to the entertainment industry said: "What are you pretending to be, aren't you just a broken star?"

Fang Cheng sat in the city, closed the car windows, started the car directly, and kept honking the car horn.

Just like that, the people blocking the car slowly dispersed.

Fang Cheng stepped on the accelerator, and the car quickly left the school.

Although this situation will happen sooner or later, Fang Cheng feels that it is still too early. If Qingqing and Xiao Yuer are surrounded by people at the school gate every day, it is definitely not what Fang Cheng wants to see.

Fang Cheng thought for a long time, and said: "After class, you wait for me in the classroom, and I will pick you up in the classroom."

Seeing Fang Cheng's angry look, Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er nodded obediently.

When I got home, it was almost 12:30.

Yang Yueyue wondered, "Why did you come back so late today?"

"Don't mention it. A group of people surrounded them. I didn't realize it at first."

"Ah, how could this be?"

Fang Cheng said helplessly: "People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Now that these people are chasing stars, they don't have any brains."

"Then what to do next."

"I asked them to wait for me in the classroom after school, and I took them out through the back door of the school."

Yang Yueyue said worriedly: "Talk to Teacher Fan, too."

"Well, when I went to school in the afternoon, I said hello to her, but it should be fine. When their school is in class, outsiders can't enter the school."

After eating, Fang Cheng thought about it, and decided to criticize this phenomenon.

Take out your phone and open Weibo.

Fang Cheng typed in the text box: "Stars are people too, my daughter is still young, please don't disturb their study and life."

Soon some netizens commented, but fortunately, most of them were on the side that fans should not disturb the celebrity's private life.

Although Fang Cheng himself knew that this method was not very effective, at least he had to express his attitude.

For a long time afterwards, Fang Cheng parked his car at the back gate of the school, then went to the classroom and took the two little girls home. Trembling, after the heat dropped, no one was guarding the school gate anymore.

The weather changes from autumn to winter.

A typhoon swept across the coastal cities. Although the capital city was not affected much, the temperature dropped again and again.

On weekend mornings, Xiao Yu'er slept until after nine o'clock.

Fang Cheng originally thought that Xiao Yu'er was sleeping late, but at 09:30 he found that Xiao Yu'er hadn't woken up yet, so he went upstairs to take a look, Fang Cheng realized that Xiao Yu'er had a fever.

Moreover, I touched my forehead, and it seemed that I still had a low-grade fever.

"Honey, bring the thermometer and fever-reducing medicine!" Fang Cheng yelled upstairs, and asked softly, "Xiao Yuer, are you feeling bad?"

Xiao Yu'er blushed slightly, and nodded with difficulty when he heard Fang Cheng's words.

Yang Yueyue brought a thermometer, antipyretics, and poured a cup of hot water.

"what happened?"

"I have a fever, I must have kicked the quilt last night."

Fang Cheng carefully placed the thermometer under Xiao Yu'er's armpit, took it out after about ten minutes, good guy, it's 39 degrees.