little lover

As soon as Zhuo Yifan walked to the school gate, he saw Han Qiaoye's car parked there from afar, his eyes lit up immediately, and he ran over.

Han Qiaoye came here by pinch, and he didn't wait long, but he still couldn't help laughing when he saw the child running towards him. After talking about it yesterday, he clearly felt that Zhuo Yifan treated him differently , This love affair is really exciting, his little fool runs fast, his legs feel like the wind is blowing under his feet, and when he runs up to him, he plunges into his arms.

With thin sweat on his forehead, Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "Have you waited long?"

When Han Qiaoye saw him smile, his mood fluctuated for a while, and he shook his head and said, "No, I just arrived too. Get in the car and take you to dinner."

The one I went to was still the private restaurant. Han Qiao had a picky mouth, he ate fine food, and he also liked to pay attention to some flavors. After a meal, Zhuo Yifan was quite satisfied just looking at the tricks he made.

After such a short while, he received another message, which was sent by his roommate Bai Shaowu. The half-race brother carefully and tentatively asked him to bring back a packaged fried rice. He wanted to continue PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds in the dormitory without getting killed. , If you don't make it to the finals, you will never give up.

Han Qiaoye took a look and said, "Who is this crispy chicken head?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "My roommate, this is not crispy chicken, it's Brother Parrot."

Han Qiaoye was a little unhappy, and said, "What did he say in the message?"

Zhuo Yifan showed him the phone with a smile, and said, "Ask me what to eat, and then I want to bring a fried rice home."

Han Qiaoye glanced at it, and was also amused. The person on the opposite side was posting an emoji of kneeling and begging for food. He bowed and shouted thank you boss. He thought for a while, it seemed that every dormitory was like this when he was in college. Who would go out for a while? You have to bring several takeaways.He didn't want Zhuo Yifan to be different from the others, so he called the chef and ordered another fried rice for Zhuo Yifan to bring.

When they had to bring meals for three days in a row, Han Qiaoye was not happy anymore, because the Western food they ate today, the naive crispy parrot head user still wanted a box of broken fried rice.

The other party's request is very careful, and you can send three or four spinning and dancing emoticons after replying "um", which is very easy to satisfy.

Han Qiaoye said, "Yes, you can be satisfied with fried rice. Let me tell you, there are some roommates in your dormitory, why do you always ask him to bring the rice?"

After replying the text message, Zhuo Yifan said, "Xiao Wu, I live with him in the dormitory now. I changed the dormitory before, and my dad said that the conditions in the foreign student apartment are better, so I moved here."

Han Qiaoye raised his eyebrows and said, "You're still a foreigner?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled and said, "Half, he is of mixed race, and he is very handsome from the acting department." After thinking about it, he added, "But not as handsome as you."

Han Qiaoye said, "I don't believe it, show me his photo."

Zhuo Yifan looked through the chat records of eating chicken in the class for a while, and found a moving picture of Bai Shaowu eating the keyboard in the live broadcast of the game, and showed it to Han Qiaoye. Han Qiaoye watched it three times before he could tell from the hideous expression. It is confirmed that it is the facial features of a handsome guy.He touched his chin and said, "You guys are all playing with the keyboard like this now? I thought this was a tool."

Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "It's a tool, Xiao Wu's punishment for losing the game, you don't know, he beat a teammate of our own team to death in the finals."

Han Qiaoye laughed and said, "I think you and him are quite close. Do you usually play with him?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "That's right, he plays special dishes for games and asks someone to bring them every time. There are not many people in his class who play this game, and they are busy with other things, so they come to our class to play along."

Han Qiaoye said, "What games do you play?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, shooting games, I told you about that last time. Do you want to pretend to be one later, and let's play together? I can play well, so let me take you?"

Han Qiaoye nodded, and said, "Firearms, yes, I'm quite interested in these." He didn't focus on this, and asked again: "The sketch before, was it here? Two days? How many people are you going to?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "The squad leader counted about six or seven people. I even brought a friend over here. Oh, it was Xiao Wu. He said that he wanted to learn painting recently. When he heard that we were going to sketch, he insisted on following him. go."

Han Qiaoye only asked about the number of people and the time. He didn't pay attention to the rest. After sending Zhuo Yifan back to school, he went to Song Zihang's place again.

Song Zihang was also asked to ask about the horse riding place I contacted before. Since Zhuo Yifan's classmates are going there, it is impossible to call out the child alone, but it is okay to add an extra play item.

There is someone in Song Zihang's office. He looks handsome in his thirties. When he smiles, there are a few fine lines around his eyes, but it doesn't damage his beauty. On the contrary, he looks more modest and charming that has been accumulated over the years. That gender-neutral beauty.

Song Zihang was used to seeing big-name celebrities in the entertainment industry, and naturally he had seen many beauties, but he was also very careful with this one, and he was very polite when talking to him. When he saw Han Qiaoye coming in, he quickly got up and smiled at Han Qiaoye: "Qiao Ye , You came at the right time. Doesn’t it just happen that Mu Bo is here? We are all a family. Let Mu Bo tell Qiao Ye too. Now that Qiao Ye is the major shareholder of the company, I have to listen to him sometimes, haha! "

Han Qiaoye turned his gaze and looked over in surprise. The man sitting opposite smiled and nodded to him: "Qiao Ye, long time no see."

Han Qiaoye said: "It's been a long time, cousin, how are you doing recently? My mother was still talking about it this morning, talking about you and May Day..."

Han Mubo smiled and said: "It's not 'May [-]st', his name is Bai Shaowu, born on May [-]st Labor Day, you can just call him Xiaowu."

Han Qiaoye also laughed, nodded and said, "Okay. I used to call him Xiao Wu all the time, and I thought his surname was Han after yours."

Han Mubo pondered for a while, and said, "No, he has the same surname as that one, but it's okay, he's my son after all."

Han Qiaoye also didn't mean to pry into other people's privacy. Besides, there are people who change genders in the entertainment industry. It's perfectly normal to change names—or just change surnames.

Although Han Mubo was called his cousin by him, he was also a distant relative. The two started to move around because Han Mubo was a big star back then, and 20 years ago he was popular all over the country. It can be regarded as becoming familiar on the stage.But Han Mubo went abroad for further studies when he was in full swing, and never came back. He came back a few years ago because of divorce, so he brought his son to the capital.He didn't get involved in the showbiz anymore, he just opened a small bar and lived a quiet life.

With a sudden visit at this moment, Han Qiaoye couldn't guess what this person wanted, so he asked him, "Cousin, what is the purpose of your visit?"

Han Mubo said: "It's for my son Xiao Wu. Didn't he major in acting? Recently, several students in his class have signed contracts with outside companies to shoot commercials. I'm afraid this kid is also anxious. Don't sign some messy contracts and come back by yourself, just thinking that Xiao Song is not bad here, and I want to recommend Xiao Wu to try and see if there is anything he can do." He laughed and said: "I'm not boasting, I My son looks good, he is also strong, and he is not afraid of external injuries and internal injuries, as elders, you can just teach him."

Song Zihang and Han Qiaoye laughed together. Song Zihang took the photo and showed it to Han Qiaoye. The boy in the photo was tall and straight, with handsome facial features. There was a hint of Han Mubo between his brows, but it might be related to a mixed race. His facial features were deeper , the eyes are blue-green, like a cat's eyes, and the smile is very sunny.

Song Zihang said with satisfaction: "Look at Qiao Ye, the young man is really good-looking, I think Xiao Wu can go to film and sing..."

Han Mubo coughed, and said: "His vocal music is pretty average, but he can play several instruments, such as guitars and basses, which are fine."

Song Zihang turned his head to praise the child's appearance: "The facial features are pretty good. With a little packing, he can make his debut directly, and he is 1.8 meters tall, right? I have two magazines and a few print advertisements here. I think he's a good fit."

Han Qiaoye didn't answer, but continued to frown.

Song Zihang asked strangely, "Qiao Ye, what's wrong?"

Han Qiaoye looked at this photo that seemed to have been highly refined and beautified, and carefully compared it with the animation of chewing on the keyboard that Zhuo Yifan showed him before. After confirming with some difficulty, he raised his head and asked: " Cousin, is Xiao Wu studying at a film school? Living in a dormitory for foreign students?"

Han Mubo nodded in surprise, "Yes, how did you know?"

Han Qiaoye touched the tip of his nose, shook his head and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I...a kid from my family knows Xiao Wu."

Han Mubo didn't expect it either, but he only regarded it as a relative of Ms. Song Jingqiu's side. After all, the Song family has a large population, so it is normal for a junior to go to film school.

Han Qiaoye put down the photo and said, "Cousin, don't worry, Xiao Wu will sign for his own house, and we will take care of everything. We can also discuss future plans."

Han Mubo thanked him politely: "Then I will trouble you."

Song Zihang also smiled and said, "We're all a family, needless to say you're being so polite, if anything happens in the future, maybe I'll have to trouble you!"

Song Zihang has a good relationship with the Han family, and is even closer to Song Jingqiu. Although Han Mubo and Song Jingqiu were separated by a generation, they were as close as friends. People in the circle only knew that they had a good relationship, and those who knew that they had relatives did not. several.It's rare for Han Mubo to speak, and his son is indeed good-looking and suitable for the entertainment industry, so Song Zihang will definitely try his best to push such a newcomer out.

Han Qiaoye didn't have any objections, Song Zihang is nothing, his family, Mrs. Song, is going to take Xiao Wu to the theater to audition and rehearse herself!If Song Zihang can still use these resources to buy one or two places with money, Ms. Song will take the treatment of newcomers by hand, then I really can't find it even with a lantern.

Just as I was picking it up, I heard the phone ring. It was from Zhuo Yifan. It was still a new screenshot. I" took three consecutive shots, with white paper on my face made into a lasagna tear prop, stretching out Erkang's hand, with a very sad expression!

Zhuo Yifan was already so angry that he only sent one sentence: "This team is not good, this team is pills."

Han Qiaoye laughed.

Over there, Song Zihang and Han Mubo had almost finished talking, Song Zihang went to pick out those print advertisements for him, and Han Mubo stayed there to chat with Han Qiaoye.

He didn't have much to chat with Han Qiaoye, so he talked about his son after a short detour. Hearing Han Qiaoye say that he played a game recently, he began: "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds? I know that game, someday call my son and You formed a team, and he played well." After he hesitated for a moment, he asked Han Qiaoye, "How are you playing?"

Han Qiaoye pondered for a while, and said, "Shooting games should be fine."

Han Mubo smiled and said, "That's good, he always looks down on vegetable chickens."

Han Qiaoye looked up at him with complicated eyes.

The son Han Mubo was bragging about didn't notice it at all, and showed Han Qiaoye a screenshot, "Look, the gold rank is very powerful. There is an account on it, you can add him, but it's getting late now. He should be asleep."

Han Qiaoye said, "Sleeping?"

Han Mubo smiled softly, nodded and said, "Yes, he is like a child. He is used to drinking a bottle of milk before going to bed at night, and he goes to bed at 10:30. He is very good."

Han Qiaoye: "..."