My daughter is so annoying

"It's all over, why don't you, Mom..."

"Old people are like this. You study hard at school. I wanted to chat with you at first, but now it seems that I can't."

sister-in-law...

Fangcheng's brother-in-law actually lives in this dormitory building...

When a group of people saw this scene, they all started to talk about it.

Seeing that everyone's attention had been diverted, Fang Cheng patted Yang Chaochao on the shoulder hastily, and ran outside.

Yang Chaochao's three roommates passed by Fang Cheng, and when they saw a crowd of people crowded in front of them, the dorm elder Kang asked in confusion, "Fatty, what are you doing here?"

"Fuck! Yang Chaochao in your dormitory is actually Fang Cheng's brother-in-law!"

"What? Fangcheng? You're being teased."

The fat man pointed at Fang Cheng who had already run out and said, "It's true, he is Fang Cheng."

"what?"

The three of them looked at the past.

A group of girls just ran towards the boys' dormitory.

"It's him, he's Fang Cheng!" Seeing that Fang Cheng's clothes were exactly the same as in the photo, Xiaowei pointed at Fang Cheng who was about to walk to the car door and screamed.

"Ah! Fangcheng! Don't go..."

A group of girls hurriedly ran towards Fangcheng.

Fang Cheng glanced at it, thinking that if it was entangled, it would be fine.

So I got into the car immediately, stepped on the accelerator, and after driving more than ten meters away, I opened the window and shouted: "Study hard and improve every day."

After saying that, the car quickly disappeared from the sight of a group of female college students.

……

"Huh~ It's really dangerous, I almost couldn't get out."

Fang Cheng was frightened into a cold sweat. If he was surrounded and there were no security guards to open the way, he would probably not be able to get out today.

When I got home and told Yang Yueyue about this, Yang Yueyue immediately smiled and said, "I knew it would be like this, next time I have a chance, I'll tell my mom and tell her not to come to you for anything. inconvenient."

"Don't... your mother finally asked me to do something. Besides Chaochao, I am the only man in your family now. If I don't help, who else can?"

"Look, you can do it." Yang Yueyue said while knitting a scarf: "Just now Xiaolan called me and asked me to go to her place in the afternoon, will you go?"

"I'll send you there in the afternoon, and I'll pick you up at night when I pick up Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er. Anyway, I'm here, so I can't get in the way."

"Then what are you doing at home?"

"Write and write songs, write and write books, or look at the progress of Yaoqi and Director Lin."

Yang Yueyue let out an oh and didn't speak again.

……

Chapter 175 Don't You Love Me Anymore

Sending Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er to school, Yang Yueyue to Liu Xiaolan's house, Fang Cheng didn't know what to do after returning home.

Let's write a song, I'm not that interested.

Write a book, don't want to do it.

On the other hand, "Nezha: The Devil Boy Comes into the World" is still under active production. Fang Cheng watched the completed part three days ago and found nothing wrong.

As for Lin Chaoqian, he just went abroad, and a group of people in the production team were suffering from jet lag, and Fang Cheng didn't want to disturb him.

Fang Cheng sat on the sofa, staring at the TV that was not turned on in a daze.

It's raining again outside.

The big yellow dog cleverly ran to the eaves and lay down.

"Rhubarb, come here." Fang Cheng called out, and the big yellow dog raised his head and stared blankly at the living room, then got up lazily, and walked slowly to the foot of Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng scratched Da Huang's dog's head, and said with a smile: "In a blink of an eye, you silly dog ​​is already getting old."

"Aww." Rhubarb yelled, his voice somewhat bleak.

Fang Cheng let it sit on the sofa, lay it down as a pillow, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and flipped through Qingqing's childhood photos, a smile gradually appeared on Fang Cheng's face.

Every photo has a story behind it, and Fangcheng is a witness to every story.

The past is vivid.

Fang Cheng felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Just when Fang Cheng was immersed in memories, the phone rang again, and there was no note on the caller ID.

Fang Cheng glanced at it, thought it was from the media, and hung up immediately.

After 2 minutes, the phone rang again.

Fang Cheng connected impatiently.

"Hello, is it Fangcheng?"

"it's me."

"Hello, I'm Yang Dongsheng. We met before. I was the director of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala last time. You should have an impression?"

Fang Cheng thought about seeing him backstage last time, and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Director Yang, I was driving just now."

"It's okay, I'm calling you this time because I want to talk to you about the Spring Festival Gala cooperation."

"Spring Festival Gala?" Fang Cheng sat up from the sofa.

"That's right, I want to invite you to this year's CCTV Spring Festival Gala."

"really?"

Yang Dongsheng said, "Yes."

"There is time, of course there is time."