I'm not a superstar [entertainment circle]

As soon as Shen Fanxing sent the last sentence, he received a reminder "You have been removed from the group chat".

Shen Fanxing froze for a moment, stared, pulled Wen Han's phone over, and sent a voice message in the small group with only three people left.

Shen Fanxing: "Xiaoqi, I'm really an older brother. I'm an older brother for one minute and one second every day. What's more, I'm older than you by more than 1 days!"

Lu Fan replied with a voice, with a smile in his voice: "I kicked you, it's none of Xiaoqi's business."

Qi Chen followed behind: "I'm used to it."

To be honest, the voices of these two people are quite pleasant, but Wen Han suddenly went astray.

Shen Fanxing was so angry that she pinched Wen Han's phone and wanted to throw it away, but after thinking about it, she still didn't throw it out, and turned off the phone for Wen Han, "It's out of battery."

Wen Han: "..." He took back the phone but was not in a hurry to poke Shen Fanxing, but turned his head to stare at Shen Fanxing, and shook the phone twice, "Do you really have many secrets? Is there any other secret love attempted by my lover?"

"Are you kidding me!" Shen Fanxing said righteously: "Master, am I the kind that anyone can fall in love with? But, if you want to know, you don't need to listen to them, you can tell by their attitude towards me It's over, I don't have a few good words, I guess you listened to what they said, and you should break up with me on impulse."

The word "you" is very subtle here, Wen Han squinted his eyes, "Oh? What's the 'you' method? Shen Fanxing, you told me last time that you didn't see it?! When you see it, watch it It’s here, why do you say you didn’t see it, I now suspect that you lied to me more than this one sentence.”

"Eh?" Shen Fanxing went over to touch Wen Han's arm, but was pushed away by Wen Han, Shen Fanxing leaned closer again: "No, I pretended not to see it, isn't that really afraid that you will break up with me?"

Wen Han turned his head: "Are you... afraid?" Leaving aside whether the relationship between the two of them is good or not, Wen Han was already a little shocked when he heard the word "fear" from Shen Fanxing's mouth.

This brother insisted on opening a motorcycle repair shop by himself when he was in high school. He was beaten up by his brother and carried back to school. He didn't say he was afraid, and he had a fever for more than ten days before, and he was almost useless. , When he had to find time to deal with the company's mess, he was not afraid.

"Of course I'll be scared," Shen Fanxing took advantage of the situation to hug Wen Han's arm, and rubbed his head against his shoulder a few times. He is taller than Wen Han, and this posture actually made him look smaller. Comfortable, "People will be afraid, seven years together, how many seven years can one person have, once lost, our memories that cannot be erased, those futures that I am working hard for, those that flow in the past The sweat on your body..."

Wen Han: "..." I was moved for less than a second.

Okay, I understand, the most important thing is the last one, the others are just decorations.

Shen Fanxing's interruption also made Wen Han forget what he wanted to ask before.Waking up early on New Year's Eve, Wen Han began to change clothes after eating, and then found a problem, he hadn't bought formal clothes for himself for a long time, this time he was meeting his parents, he checked the closet, and found that the clothes were of different styles old.

Shen Fanxing found him one of his own, "You can wear this, the style is casual, and you can wear your solid-color sweater underneath." Shen Fanxing always suspected that Wen Han should actually be a Virgo, because this person's clothes were almost They are all solid colors, and they are all dominated by cool colors.

"When you first got your stage name, you really should have been called Leng Han."

Wen Han put Shen Fanxing's clothes on and looked in the mirror, "I've thought about this, but I can think of 'cold sweat' as too ugly."

Casual suits look good on Wen Han, so Wen Han decides to wear them when he meets his parents.In order to catch up with him, Shen Fanxing also changed into a slightly more formal one.

Before dinner, the younger generations of the Shen family came to the old house one after another.

Wen Han got all the information about the old house from Shen Fanxing. There was a small fountain at the entrance, there was a flower garden in the yard, the garage was too small and there was no room for parking, and the paint on the gate was old and should be refreshed, so in his imagination It is close to the kind of old Beijing courtyard house—a very old-fashioned existence.

But when Shen Fanxing drove up the mountain and entered the only community on the mountain, Wen Han realized what "poverty limits my imagination". My house is four stories high, and each floor has a large balcony.

What Shen Fanxing said was that the garage was too small, in fact - it wasn't that the garage was too small, it was because his family had a lot of cars. Come to think of it, Mr. Shen's four sons and seven grandchildren are all married now, needless to say During the Chinese New Year holidays, if something happened, a few more people would come, that would be several cars, and there were still two of Mr. Shen's own cars in the garage.

Wen Han and Shen Fanxing parked the car, and when Shen Fanxing was about to reach out to ring the doorbell, Wen Han reached out to stop him, and then took a deep breath before letting Shen Fanxing ring the doorbell, Shen Fanxing looked at him with a smile: "Look Even if you are nervous, I am actually quite happy."

Wen Han turned his head and glanced at him coolly.

The corner of Shen Fanxing's mouth turned up: "Don't worry, I'll be with you, just make the old man happy."

Wen Han squeezed his clothes with his hands to calm down his breath.The old housekeeper in the house welcomed the two of them in, and as soon as they entered, they heard an old man in the living room yelling and dissatisfied: "No, no, Xiao Qi, you can't be so cowardly, you don't dare to win him, and you lose It means that I have lost to your Grandpa Chang, and you have lost all of your grandpa's face."

Wen Han heard the voice he heard on Shen Fanxing's phone before, saying, "Grandpa, you can't eat face."

The old man was still trying hard: "You don't need to win by the odds, you can lose three times and win one time, or...you can't win at all?"

I also heard an old man of about the same age say: "Hey, what do you mean by old Shen, you mean that my grandson didn't win by real skills?"

Shen Fanxing explained to Wen Han: "My grandfather, and the other one is Lu Fan's grandfather. He and my grandfather had a little friendship before, and it seems that they were rivals in love."

"But it's not because they are good friends. They didn't know there was such a relationship before they got together."

Shen Fanxing handed the gift brought by Wen Han to the butler, turned around and took Wen Han to the old man, and first called Lu Fan's grandfather, "Hello, Grandpa Chang!" Then he turned to his old man, "Grandpa, how old are you?" Now, relying on your grandson to earn face for you every day, are you embarrassed?"

The old man stared at him, and just as he was about to explode, Shen Fanxing said again: "You have the ability to win by yourself."

The old man: "..." I just can't win.

The two old men are over 150 years old together. Lu Fan's grandfather has gray hair, but Wen Han turned his head to look at Old Man Shen, and he could barely see the silver hair.

Just as Wen Han made a mental note, he praised the old man for being young when he talked to the old man for a while, and he didn't look old at all. As soon as the tension in his heart eased, Shen Fanxing said again: "Grandpa, your hair is Mr. Tony from the village. Dye it for you?"

Old man: "..."

Wen Han: "..."

Don't talk anymore, okay?

The crutch in the old man's hand moved... Qi Chen stood up from his seat and pulled Lu Fan away a little. Shen Fanxing also reacted very quickly to block Wen Han... in front of him.

"Keep someone under the stick, Grandpa, I just brought him back, isn't it appropriate for you to beat me like this?" Although Shen Fanxing pulled Wen Han in front of him to block him, Wen Han's whole body was not facing the old man , so it is not a very qualified target.

Old Man Shen snorted, no matter how disgusted Shen Fanxing was: "It's appropriate for you to talk to Grandpa like that just now? Are you still a grandson?"

Wen Han couldn't hold back a soft laugh, and finally knew why Shen Fanxing always complained that when his grandfather called his grandson, it sounded like a curse, because it really did.

After staring at his cheap grandson, the old man turned his head to look at Wen Han, and then he took a serious look at the child, nodded amiably, and said, "The real person is better than the TV."

This attitude is completely different from the battle of wits and courage with Shen Fanxing just now. This is an amiable old man full of children and grandchildren who is looking at his grandson's other half with a smile, and his warm heart suddenly warms up, "Grandpa Okay, my name is Jing Han, and the artist name I use now is Wen Han."

The old man stretched out his hand and patted Wen Han's shoulder, "In the future, play more with Xiaoqi and Lu Fan. Shen Xiaoliu is full of bad habits, and he can't learn well from him."

Wen Han was stunned for a moment: "I think...it's pretty good."

The old man's expression froze for a moment, and then he smiled slowly, "One radish and one hole, grandpa likes you more and more, old Wu—" Old Shen turned his head and called the housekeeper at home, "The meeting gift I prepared, give it to me quickly. I'll bring it."

Qi Chen and Lu Fan also joined together, and Lu Fan said to his grandfather without hesitation: "Grandpa, look after it later, if it is more generous than the meeting gift I gave before..."

Grandpa Chang held up a plate of candy and handed it to his grandson: "Wait for Grandpa to clean the mirror first."

Wen Han can only say that one or two of them are quite capable of playing tricks. It seems that Shen Fanxing's temperament is indeed inherited from the root.

The old man’s meeting ceremony was packed in a box, tied with a dark velvet ribbon outside, the old man took it and slightly disliked the ribbon, “It’s so messy, boys don’t talk about it, Xiaojing You come..." He called Wen Han by his real name.

"I'm getting old, so I don't know what to give. There is an auction, and there are some accessories that young people can wear. I hope you like this bone chain." When handing it to Wen Han, he added: "Little Six told me that you don't like wrist jewelry, but I think necklaces are not bracelets..."

Wen Han glanced at Shen Fanxing from the corner of his eye, and then said sincerely, "Grandpa, thank you."

The doorbell rang again, and the butler went to the kitchen to look at the dishes, Lu Fan pulled Qi Chen to open the door: "It should be your elder brother and nephew, right?"

"Little Tongtong? Then I'll go and see, he's the closest to me." Shen Fanxing also went.

Everyone walked away, and the old man took out a big red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Wen Han: "This is also what I prepared early in the morning. It's not easy for us Xiaoliu. Grandpa just hopes that you, Xiaojing, can get along with Xiaoliu." It's alright, as Xiao Liu's elder, I'm somewhat selfish, can you care more about him?"

Wen Han sensed some deep meaning from the old man's tone, he was wondering what the old man's hesitant to say was not easy...

But Mr. Shen just patted the back of his hand, told him to put away the red envelope, then got up and walked towards the door: "Oh, my great-great-grandson is here!"

"Grandpa!" The child's milky voice kicked off the warm family feast, but Wen Han's heart couldn't burn like them because of what the old man left behind.

The author has something to say: Shen Xiaoqi: The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Shen Xiaoliu: Hitting is kissing, scolding is love.

Lu Fan, Wen Han: Hengcri - blood is thicker than water.