This UP can't move

The celebration time of University C is after Labor Day, which is just about to enter the hot summer.

After shooting a scene, Yao Shuyu didn't want to move his lazy head anymore.Taking advantage of the time when the staff went to buy water, he took Xiao Qihan to rest under the shade of a tree.

After a severe winter, Yao Shuyu quickly returned to his original fairer complexion, although he himself quite likes the sun-kissed tan from playing golf.

The child raised his head with difficulty, his brows and eyes were not fully opened, and he was even more tangled and wrinkled at this moment. He hesitated for a long time, as if holding back for a long time, and finally couldn't help being curious, staring at Yao Shuyu's face. face asked:

"Brother, brother, the next promotional video...will you be included?"

Seeing that he was tired from looking up, Yao Shuyu simply squatted down again, supported her knee with her left hand, and looked at him:

"School celebration video, what do I do?"

He thought about it in the way of a child, and added: "Oh, although there will be shots of people, such as student representatives and teacher representatives... But I won't go, I will take pictures of them."

The child pursed his lips, his eyebrows still knotted.

Yao Shuyu couldn't hold back her hand, and poked her soft and tender face: "What do you want to ask?"

The child looked up at him, his big clear eyes were full of doubts.The little boy asked in a crisp voice:

"Then, why did brother put on makeup today?"

Yao Shuyu was stunned for a while, not understanding what the child meant.He turned the finger that poked the child's face and pointed it at himself:

"Me? Makeup? What kind of makeup?"

The child stared hard, moved closer to Yao Shuyu, and stretched out his little hand hesitantly, wanting to rub Yao Shuyu's face.

Yao Shuyu retreated subconsciously, the child was a little nervous at first, as soon as he retreated, the child's hand that was hanging in mid-air trembled immediately, and he was about to take it back.

Yao Shuyu's heart softened, although she didn't know what the child was going to do, she still put her face close to him.

With permission, the child became bolder and put his fingertips on Yao Shuyu's face again.

A body temperature higher than his own rustled through the skin, Yao Shuyu was not used to this kind of touch, and was a little stiff for a while.

Unexpectedly, what the child said next made him even more stiff:

"No, didn't you put on powder...? Then, that means my brother has really turned, turned white..."

Yao Shuyu: "..."

Forget it, this is someone else's child, and he can't be beaten or scolded.

So after Yao Shuyu felt that she was "offended", she just glared at the child.

The child put his hands back into his pockets: "Well."

The little finger hid in the pocket and twisted it quietly.

Yao Shuyu stood up straight again, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he stretched out his hand to patch the child's forehead.

——He and this child have not seen each other for a long time, and today is the first time since last winter.

It's cold, he doesn't like to move, and the number of times he goes to play is less than or equal to the number of physical education classes. As for the children, it is estimated that they will not sit by the pool to do homework in cold weather.

But I haven't seen him for several months, but there is almost no change in the child's body. He is still very small, one or two years younger than children of the same age.

Yao Shuyu has never talked with the child about where he lives, where he studies, etc. He tacitly assumes that the child may be the son of the school staff, and he is used to coming to the school to have fun after school or holidays.

The kid himself didn't say anything about it, but he often asked him about school activities.

Early in the morning, Yao Shuyu borrowed a professional video camera from the multimedia activity room, held it steadily in his right hand, and was about to go to the small intersection in front of the basketball court to meet the team members.

The member went to the person in charge of another department to get the tripod that was borrowed a few days ago.

Yao Shuyu was wearing a navy blue short-sleeved pair with black overalls, and over the T-shirt was a "work uniform" that would only be issued by the school's new media department - a piece with the name of the organization written on the back. The pure black vest, the kind with a lot of pockets, and he was holding a rather conspicuous video camera in his hand, standing there, looking like a staff member of the photography team in a film and television drama studio.

The "staff" stood at the appointed place for a while, but instead of waiting for the staff to arrive, they caught a child looking around at the gate of the basketball court.

Today is Saturday, it is a cloudless and fine weather.

Yao Shuyu raised the corners of his mouth subconsciously, carrying a heavy and expensive video camera, but his steps were brisk.

He stood still in front of the child, couldn't hold back, and before he could speak, he reached out and rubbed the soft hair on the top of the child's head.

The child was taken aback by Yao Shuyu's sudden appearance, and the next second he saw who it was, his eyes lit up immediately.

For a moment, Yao Shuyu was able to see the reflection of the blue sky and green trees in the eyes of the child.

The child opened his mouth, and before he could speak, Yao Shuyu spoke first:

"Not playing today."

The light in the child's eyes dimmed, as if he was a little disappointed and aggrieved.

A particularly shameless thought suddenly popped into Yao Shuyu's mind: "Is this kid... always waiting for me here at the stadium?"

Yao Shuyu stepped sideways and prepared to leave, then paused again, then looked down at the child:

"Not following me?"

The child was stunned for a moment, then became happy all of a sudden: "Can, is it possible?"

Yao Shuyu couldn't laugh or cry at his cautious look.

…I don’t even ask myself what I’m going to do, but just want to follow. Is it really easy to be kidnapped?

He said helplessly: "You have been my little tail for so long, when did I say no? It's okay, I don't have empty hands, just follow closely and don't get away."

The child seemed to be eleven or twelve years old, a small one, and Yao Shuyu would occasionally show his father's love, and would stretch out two fingers for the child to hold.

It's just that he is holding the device in his right hand and reading the news on his mobile phone in his left hand. It's really not space.

Hearing what he said, the child noticed the "big guy" in Yao Shuyu's hand.

It's strange to say that the "big guy" is so eye-catching, it stands to reason that one should see it at a glance, and children are curious by nature.

But Xiao Qihan was attracted by Yao Shuyu all his attention.

The child looked at Yao Shuyu's left hand, then at his right hand, and nodded obediently. When Yao Shuyu was walking forward, he trotted to follow, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to hold Yao Shuyu tightly. A nylon cable tie dangling from the waistcoat.

Yao Shuyu slowed down.

Although the fellow members with tripods never came, he was in a somewhat good mood for no reason.

If you really want to pursue it, it's probably the feeling of being a father.

Returning to the appointed place to wait for others, Yao Shuyu had no choice but to chat with the children.

"Don't ask me what I'm going to do today?"

"...what are you going to do?"

"Usually this kind of question is asked before you leave with me."

"Well."

"Do you know what this is?"

"camera!"

"It's a shoulder-mounted camcorder, a professional camera. The school's equipment. Isn't it the school celebration recently? We're going to shoot a promotional video."

"How, how to shoot?"

"How else can I shoot, let's shoot blindly. There are only a few shots that can be used for the framing of this kind of video - nothing more than the playground runway and stands, classroom blackboards and seats, campus scenery and buildings. What kind of orientation party do you have to go back to? , Singer competition, basketball game, military training...etc, it's troublesome to cut and cut videos."

"Well."

"Forget it, why am I complaining to you about this?"

Yao Shuyu lowered his head to talk to the child, his neck was tired.

With tens of thousands of devices in hand, it is not good to squat all the time, and it is also tiring.

Yao Shuyu glanced at the flower bed behind the child, which was about forty or fifty centimeters high.

He put the phone in his pocket and switched the camera to his left hand.

Then he bowed down, stretched out his hand to grab it, wrapped his arms around the child's waist, and hugged the child to the edge of the flower bed with one hand.

Before the child has time to be afraid, the person has already moved.

Now Yao Shuyu didn't have to lower his head so hard, he could see the child's eyes just by lowering his eyes slightly:

"It's much more comfortable, and my neck is almost broken. Speaking of which, why don't you grow up? Tsk, you don't gain weight, and you feel light when you hold it."

Yao Shuyu was originally standing facing Xiao Qihan, and was very close to him, afraid that he would accidentally fall.

The phone in his pocket started to vibrate, Yao Shuyu said to the child while holding the phone:

"Help me if you're afraid of heights."

The call was probably made by a member of the staff, and he probably couldn't find where the other person was. Yao Shuyu turned around, trying to find his member who came late on the curb.

"I saw you, I'm on the side of the flower bed that came a little bit, you go back..."

Yao Shuyu was holding a mobile phone to guide the staff manually, but the voice suddenly stopped.

"Crooked? Mr. Yao?"

Yao Shuyu coughed lightly: "...Well, you can see it when you turn around and walk back."

After hanging up the phone, Yao Shuyu tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the little head that was close at hand.

The child stood on the flower bed, tiptoed a little, with both arms wrapped around Yao Shuyu's neck.

"...Let you hold me up, not let you hang on me."

"Well."

"..."

It's pretty sticky.

Inexplicably cute.

The members of the department rushed over, first saw Yao Shuyu who had been waiting for a long time but was in a surprisingly good mood, and then quickly noticed the child hanging on Yao Shuyu's body.

Seeing a stranger, the child's arms tightened, and his head shrank toward Yao Shuyu's ears.

Seeing this scene, the members felt a little magical:

"Uh, Mr. Yao, your son?"

Yao Shuyu nodded expressionlessly, and didn't even offend anyone, but responded lightly:

"Well, my child, are you good?"

Yao Shuyu sorted out these old memories and gave Qian Fujin an overview, highlighting her heroic deeds of being a deputy minister in her freshman year, a minister in her sophomore year, and jumping to become the chairman of the student union in her junior year. , but the part about "cute love Xiao Qihan" is rare to omit most of it, and he didn't seize the opportunity to show off in a fancy way.

This is the wonderful fate between him and Su Qihan, just keep it in your heart and have fun.

He just quietly leaned into Su Qihan's ear and whispered:

"What did I say, you are really a child of my family... Although you looked small at that time, you should be thirteen or fourteen years old, why are you so clingy, huh?"

"...not clingy."

Yao Shuyu smiled: "Understood, stick to me."

Su Qihan's ears turned red.

Yao Shuyu accepted it as soon as he saw it, and turned around to discuss another topic with Qian Fujin:

"...Although shooting a promotional video for University C's celebration can be regarded as an 'experience', but what I wanted to talk about just now is not this, it is something that happened when I was young."

This time, not only Qian Fujin, but also Su Qihan asked in unison: "When were you young?"

Yao Shuyu nodded and started telling the story again.

——When Yao Shuyu returned to China with Chen You, it could barely be regarded as his "childhood".

At the age of 15, he happened to be in the first year of high school, and Yao Jielin sent him to No. [-] Middle School in City A.

Yao Shuyu doesn't dislike studying, but she never thought that domestic high schools are really set up for students to study.

Parents raised her for 15 years, causing Yao Shuyu to have a scumbag temperament that everyone can appreciate.

Especially in their experimental class.

On the first day of school, my deskmate asked him with great concern: "Which subject do you think you are the best?"

Yao Shuyu spent two brain cells to think about it, and answered firmly: "English."

A week later, the results of the preliminary test came out.

Before the English class, the deskmate came down from the podium with two papers, and said to Yao Shuyu solemnly:

"Then this failing paper must not be yours."

Yao Shuyu took it over and took a look. She got a perfect score in listening and zero in reading comprehension.

He was silent for a while, and touched his deskmate who was sitting back with his elbow:

"Perhaps, can you voluntarily add an oral test...?"

The same table followed suit, and also nudged him with his elbow:

"You take the test in your dreams, ah."

The English teacher is a young man with an international style. He passed the roster to the class for the first time in class, and asked the students in the class to register their English names next to their student numbers.

After the deskmate finished writing, he handed the roster to Yao Shuyu.

His tablemate and his name were not next to each other, so he took a special look at the top half of the list.

Next to the student number of "Jinli", "Kim" is written.

Yao Shuyu glanced at it, found her name, and wrote "Yao" next to her student number.

It wasn't the English name of his deskmate that inspired him, but that's what he called it when he was living abroad.

Isn't Yao Ming also called this?

But after the English teacher took a look at the list, he decided to say:

"Which one is Yao Shuyu? You are perfunctory on the first day of class? Your name is more carefree than Petter and Mary."

Yao Shuyu: "...?"

I feel that the teacher's international style is fake.

Yao Shuyu had just arrived at that time, and occasionally had to believe Jin Li's scaremongering.

——There are a total of 200 students in the four experimental classes. It is said that the average ranking of the two grades at the end of the first semester of senior high school and the midterm of the second semester of senior high school, if they fail to enter the top [-] in the exam, they will be kicked out of the experimental class.

Yao Shuyu sighed, and had no choice but to work hard to improve himself, despite his bad knowledge of junior high school and high school, but at the end of the first half of the semester, he rushed to the front.

Jin Li looked at the "50" written in the rank column on his semi-term report card for this semester, and then looked at Yao Shuyu's "20". , speechlessly asked the heaven:

"Is it so hard?!"

Yao Shuyu shrugged: "When I get kicked out, my dad will have to send me back. Why bother him?"

Jin Li grasped the point: "What does your father do?"

Yao Shuyu said indifferently: "Open a small company and do some design, and you can't make two dollars."

"It's really exhausting to start a company, and it would be nice to save your dad some trouble." Jin Li admired his tablemate quite a bit, so he patted Yao Shuyu on the shoulder and started chatting, "By the way, do you know The recently popular station F?"

Yao Shuyu raised an eyebrow: "FireUP?"

"Yes!" Jin Li found a common topic with him, and he was very excited, "You usually go to it?"

Yao Shuyu nodded.

Jin Li leaned over and asked him, "Hey, have you ever thought about being a UP master?"

"...Ah," Yao Shuyu thought for a while, and honestly said, "I'm doing it."

"Yes, you!" Jin Li slapped Yao Shuyu's arm, "The real person doesn't show his face! What are you doing?"

Yao Shuyu pasted the paper handed down from the front row on Jin Li's face. Although his face was expressionless, he didn't seem to hate talking about this topic:

"Editing, tuning, ghost animal. Recently, there is a familiar UP master who has worked with him. The ID is Lahne. The tuning is okay, but the editing is too good."

"Oh," Jin Li sorted out the papers one by one, "it's not my field, do you have any other ideas?"

Yao Shuyu thought for a while: "Sing a cover."

"Tsk, it's not my field." Jin Li rolled his eyes, lay down on the table, and said in a protracted tone, "Do you think there are any series of videos that we can do together? I'm not talking about cooperation, Just to play together..."

Yao Shuyu didn't know if he was joking or sincerely suggested:

"If you want to play with more people and make videos, you might as well learn media and do variety shows in the future."

As a result, the light bulb on the top of Jin Li's head lit up:

"Huh?! How about I do an online variety show at station F?! At the same table, don't record a cover video next time, come to my show, I invite you to sing!"

As if a switch had been pressed, Jinli babbled endlessly:

"Variety shows are a bit far away. It's okay to do some talk shows like interviews. No matter how bad you are, you can also record some travel notes. We can go together..."

Yao Shuyu raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Virtue. This cultural and entertainment committee member, first record the cheering video for the college entrance examination arranged by the teacher. Next week is the [-]-day swearing-in meeting for the third year of high school."

Jin Li curled his lips: "Got it, isn't it just the playground track and stands, classroom blackboards and seats, campus scenery and buildings, and the sound of reading aloud? You reminded me several times..."

Qian Hao asked: "And then what?!"

Jin Feng tried his best to widen his eyes, and also curiously asked the follow-up: "The manager, has he made it?!"

Fu Chengcheng really can't stand these two sand sculptures: "Do you still need to ask?! The online comprehensive sign, the direct line UP, the legendary gold medal partner... What is your manager's current position in Station F--are you two amnesia?"

Su Qihan sighed: "Give me a chance to satisfy their desire to hear stories."

Yao Shuyu followed Su Qihan's words, and by the way satisfies Jin Feng and Qian Hao's desire to hear the story.

"—Guess what happened later? My deskmate really made the series he wanted to do."

Jin Feng and Qian Hao clapped their hands exaggeratedly, and said emotionally:

"I knew he could!!!"

Yao Shuyu's hand that wasn't on Su Qihan's shoulder lightly clenched into a fist, and put it against his lips, coughing and laughing:

"Speaking of which, your manager is still relying on me to make his fortune. He started from a chat show, developed into a talk show, and then later became an online variety show. He caused me a lot of trouble, and even used my name to invite Lao Lai. .”

Class representative Su Qihan went online and added: "Every time the manager creates a new channel or series, the first guest invited is without exception Mr. Yao, and the second is Ryan."

Yao Shuyu nodded: "Well, that's true. Earlier, his show didn't invite too many guests, so he kept asking me to chat with him on the show. We talked with him for several episodes. Do you know the meaning of his name?" Gold is sharpened, and he is also made in this way. But later, his wrists got bigger and bigger, so I don't need me to support him very much."

Fu Chengcheng was puzzled: "Then why don't you and Ryan go to the manager's show to chat together, the three of you get together, let alone several episodes, you alone can hate them for three days and three nights."

"I have to explain this question. At that time, Kim and I were in city A. It was convenient for us to record the show, but..." Yao Shuyu paused and said, "Me, Kim, and Lao Lai, the three of us We met almost at the same time, but Kim and I were classmates in high school, and Lao Lai and I were netizens who hadn’t met each other for three years. Although we know what each other looks like, Lao Lai only moved to City A when he was in college, and Kim’s university I went to city B again to study, and then stayed in city B—to sum up, the three of us actually met for the first time during the winter vacation in the first half of freshman year, at the first Top [-] UP Awards Ceremony at station F I got to know Wild Brother after the third term, while An Ge and Qin Sheng, including Quan Li, were all later."

With great difficulty, Jin Feng figured out these tongue-twister relationships, and concluded:

"No wonder you say that Ryan is your mess, and Kim is your original partner."

"It's all fans' screaming." Yao Shuyu looked at Su Qihan with a strong desire to survive, "If you have known me for a long time, don't you have to add my little Qihan?"

Su Qihan smiled, feeling a little emotional:

"Although the depth of affection between people cannot be completely measured by the length of time they have known each other, this group of people who have been by your side since you were young and are still by your side now will probably have a lifetime of love. Let's go together?"

Qian Fujin yelled: "Hey, literature and art are disgusting."

Yao Shuyu chuckled, and rubbed his head against Su Qihan's.

"Literary, nasty, but... that's true."

Yao Shuyu turned her face and quietly looked into Su Qihan's eyes:

"And you, you have to go with me for the rest of your life."

Qian Fujin booed at the side:

"When will the wedding photos on the bedside table be arranged?"

"I'm afraid there are three of us, so we have to go together!"

"Wow! It's settled!"

Su Qihan held his stomach and laughed for a while, the gentle and firm power hidden in his clear voice:

"Well, that's it."

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