The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

After sending off the people who came over to inquire so many times, Qi Chen finally pulled Xiao Wutong, who was having fun, to his side with a sullen face, and said seriously after finding a hidden place.

"Indus, let's make an agreement."

Xiao Wutong blinked his big eyes: "What agreement?"

"It's a game of pretending to be an adult." Qi Chen raised his hand and stretched out his little finger, "All day today, I have to pretend to be an adult. If I can get a compliment, I will cook for you tonight .”

Xiao Wutong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Small biscuits made by senior brother himself?!"

Qi Chen nodded.

The little thing immediately restrained his unsteady expression, stretched out his little finger to hook Qi Chen's, and said in a rough voice with a sullen face: "It's an agreement! I want a lot of biscuits!"

He suppressed his excitement, and after Qi Chen agreed, he rushed out from the corner.

Brother's biscuits are the best!

Definitely have it tonight!

Going outside with great interest, Xiao Wutong suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Indus, today is very energetic!"

He looked back quickly, but saw an old man walking towards here.

Why!It's an old man!Be polite!

The little thing immediately stood up straight and called out, "Good morning, grandpa!"

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the smile on the old grandfather's face froze for half a minute, and he hesitated: "Old? Am I old?"

Xiao Wutong kindly added.

"It's okay! Grandpa is very energetic!"

But before he could continue to comfort him, his mouth was tightly covered by his senior brother.

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Qi Chen ticked his little finger slightly.

The little thing in his arms immediately became quiet.

correct!Promise to be an adult!

Watching the back of the old man leaving, Qi Chen made plans for today's itinerary.

In the morning, I was supposed to simply shoot a few scenes, but I went to director Kern later and postponed it to the next few days.There is no way to shirk the concert in the afternoon.

It was a long-planned itinerary. In order to meet Mr. Feng, many fans had come from other planets by airship. It was completely impossible to change the time.

Looking at the joyful boy, the Alliance Marshal frowned slightly.

Mr. Kern was always very patient with his beloved young man. After Qi Chen explained, he let him go with ease, and Chi Le, who came here specially, solved it very well.

Compared with reports, he still pays more attention to his friends.

"Then give me a front row for the concert tonight!" He said happily.

Before Qi Chen stopped him, Xiao Wutong nodded solemnly: "Okay."

Then he looked at Chi Le with anticipation, hoping that the other party would give him a compliment.

Of course, this is not possible.

The heartless Chi Le ran out happily long ago, and took some photos on the set with Director Kern's acquiescence.

It broke the heart of the little thing.

He pouted sullenly for a while, then recovered in an instant, and turned to ask Qi Chen.

"Brother, brother! What's going on at the concert?"

Qi Chen summed it up in the most concise language: "It's singing in front of others."

He didn't realize something was wrong until he finished speaking, and when he looked down, his little boy's face was already pale.

"In front of others?"

Xiao Wutong used to be a child who was happy to be in contact with others.

But when he approached others with enthusiasm, what he greeted was not only ridicule but also bullying.

Over time, he doesn't like to be in contact with people.

You can laugh, but not play.Can talk, but not approach.

When Xiaoshi was five years old, Qi Chen was just a teenager.

It was too long ago now, these memories are like old photos settled in the mind, pressed in the deepest part, already slightly yellowed.

It wasn't until he saw Xiao Wutong's uncontrollable fear that the man recalled it again.

He stopped talking, but immediately hugged the boy in his arms.

A little bastard who climbed up on the dead body of his parents.

This was the first name that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect called the little thing, and it disappeared after he picked them out one by one and beat them up.

And it didn't take long for Xiao Wutong to become the focus of Tianjianmen again because of his outstanding Taoist talent.

Jealousy turned into countless vicious words, scarring the little thing like a sword.

Qi Chen knew that no matter how Xiao Wutong tried to hide it, at that time he was already afraid of appearing in front of others.

But which child doesn't want to be the focus of the crowd and become the existence of the stars.

"had better not……"

"Senior Brother." Leaning in Qi Chen's arms, Xiao Wutong's expression gradually calmed down. He interrupted Qi Chen's words to hide the resistance that was revealed in an instant, "If you go to sing, will you see a lot of people!"

"Ah."

The little thing smiled sweetly: "Then Wutong must go~"

"Because I made an agreement with my senior brother to get compliments from others!"

Qi Chen looked at the person in his arms, the boy's body matched with the child's immature expression, but they were so harmonious.

It made his heart soft and aching.

"it is good."

There were indeed many people in Mr. Feng's feedback concert.

That is a quantity that cannot be described in two words.

Xiao Wutong sat on the chair, let the makeup artist sit and style him, and secretly glanced at the monitoring screen

In the huge venue, there are crowded heads everywhere, and the small voices of human conversations are intertwined and turned into a torrent of voices.

He retracted his neck in fright, his face full of panic.

The joy brought from the set no longer knows where it has been thrown.

"Brother, do I want to stand on it? Can I not go up?"

He regretted it.

Too many people.

With white teeth biting her cherry pink lips, the little thing looked like she was about to cry.

Qi Chen looked distressed.

He took the boy's hand and slowly rubbed it in his palm.

The cold hand gradually warmed up in his palm.

"Don't be afraid, everyone sitting there likes you very much."

If he could, he didn't want a teenager in this state to be on stage.

In front of Mr. Feng's crazy fans, Xiao Wutong is like a seedling in the wind and rain, really too weak.

But he also knew that it was impossible for little things not to go.

This is Mr. Feng's concert to give back to his fans.

Xiao Wutong attaches great importance to feelings, he cherishes all those who love him, and for quite a period of time, because of this characteristic, he refuses to accept anyone's kindness.

After accepting Xiao Qimin and sending the system away, the closed heart door was completely opened.

Anyone who loves him will surely receive his love.

And these fans are undoubtedly the existence that Xiao Wutong cherishes.

Qi Chen knew his young man well, and he believed that neither the one in front of him nor the one before he got mad, would never want to affect this concert.

So despite the fear and resistance, Xiao Wutong in the subconscious will still find 1 reasons for himself, go to the stage, and sing to those fans who followed Phoenix.

"Would you like to try it?"

The little thing's eyes were full of water, and he looked at his senior brother pitifully, sniffed quietly, and retorted in a muffled voice.

"Senior brother lied..."

Qi Chen wiped away the little thing's tears, and asked softly, "Where did I lie to you?"

"There won't be so many people... I..." He retorted in a low voice, so small that Qi Chen had to be extremely serious to hear the whole sentence, but there was still one word that was swallowed by the young man.

Qi Chen knew what it was.

That's like it.

There won't be so many people like me.

It was a sentence from the past, that cheerful and shy child who had never spoken.

Qi Chen's movements were even more gentle. He stroked the boy's hair, but his heart softened.

"Then we won't go up."

"No." The little thing shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "I'll be on stage!"

He raised his hand and hooked his little finger.

"It's an agreement. I'm going to be an adult today. An adult won't be afraid to sing in front of so many people!"

Although he was still afraid, Xiao Wutong rubbed his eyes, quietly wiped off the moisture, and pursed his mouth to cheer himself up.

"With so many people, someone will definitely praise me!"

"Brother must make small biscuits today!"

The corners of Qi Chen's lips couldn't help curling up slightly, and he rubbed the soft top of his hair again, letting the strands of hair slip from his fingers.

"it is good."

After putting on makeup, changing clothes, and doing a good job of modeling, Xiao Wutong took a deep breath amidst the warm music of the concert.

He's going to be on stage.

What the concert is, the brother told him repeatedly.

It is an idol loved by everyone, a ceremony to sing for those who love him.

It is a very serious, solemn, and worthy of great attention.

The little thing cheered himself up from the bottom of his heart.

Don't be afraid, those who stand here are all people who like Wutong!

Don't let people who like sycamore worry!

Indus wants to be a good boy!

Holding the microphone, he gave his senior brother a big smile, and then walked up to the lifting platform.

The ground under his feet rose slowly, and the familiar face of the senior brother disappeared from sight, and the surroundings fell into darkness and silence.

Little Indus could hear the beating of his heart, he looked up at the sky anxiously, waiting for the coming world.

The top of the head opens slowly.

He was exposed in front of countless people.

Those noisy voices stopped at this moment, even though he had made a lot of mental preparations, Xiao Wutong still couldn't help but think wildly.

Why don't they talk?

He blinked, and tentatively said when the lifting platform stopped.

"good evening."

The silence was broken in an instant.

Terrifying sound waves resounded throughout the venue, from left to right, front to back, the entire concert, only huge human voices.

The sound made people's ears hurt, but they couldn't hear anything.

But soon, a small voice came from the chaotic sound wave, and the small voice became louder and louder, and finally spread throughout the audience.

Everyone shouted with all their strength and desperately.

Mr. Feng!Xiao Wutong!Mr. Feng!Xiao Wutong!

Rumble!The ground trembled with this sound!

Only love can make such crazy shouts regardless of the image.

The anxiety gradually disappeared, and a bright smile naturally appeared on the boy's face.

He listened attentively.

Countless people shouted his name.

Xiao Wutong!Xiao Wutong!

The hand hanging by his side trembled slightly.

Some kind of inexplicable emotion rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making him feel numb and uncomfortable.

It turns out...it turns out that he is loved by so many people...

This is really...

Great……

A wormhole sprang up in his heart, he desperately wanted to do something for these fans.

Then sing!

The little boy smiled brightly, he brought the microphone to his lips, and opened his mouth...

Why?What is he going to sing?

Brother didn't say it?

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good morning mom and dad

Finally rolled to a soft place

after headache

fell asleep immediately

but

wake up the next morning

But I found that I was hugged by my brother

Why! ! ? ?