The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"Revolution?" Shen's father roared, "Do you know what a revolution is? You are young and should have inherited the family business, but you only think about these fatal things, you are stupid!"

Shen Yu's shoulders trembled, he lowered his head, and kowtowed: "Just be a stupid son, I just hope my father can understand."

"Why do you want me to understand!" Angrily, the old man raised his crutches and slammed the boy's shoulders fiercely. Although he withdrew his strength when it touched the shoulders, the wooden stick still clearly hit the boy's back. .

"Hmm." Fu Yunyi trembled slightly, and fell to the side.

Zhuo Qingfan's whole heart was clenched, he knelt in the hot sun for half an hour, and he was beaten for nothing, and he had to force himself to read his lines into the play.

How could the young master who had to be waited on even for dressing and eating, endure this hardship?

Father Shen cursed a few more words, raised his stick and hit the back of the boy's spine again, Shen Yu finally fell to the ground with a bang.

"Crap!" Li Yi'an yelled, "The filming was very good, this scene is over."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Qingfan rushed over and helped the person who fell on the ground up.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi." Zhuo Qingfan shook his shoulders, trying to wake him up.

Fu Yunyi had been sunburned to the point of collapse, his face was as white as a piece of paper, and his forehead was covered with a layer of sweat.

"It's all right." Zhuo Qingfan took out a wet towel from his pocket, helped him up while wiping his sweat, and said, "Cheer up, I'll take you to the lounge, there is air conditioning, let's go to rest .”

Fu Yunyi forced himself to stand up, threw off the man's hand and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here, go quickly."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart skipped a beat: "No matter what I do, you will faint."

Just as he was talking, a thick voice suddenly came from behind: "This is your new assistant."

Fu Yunyi's expression froze, he quickly raised his hand and pulled Zhuo Qingfan behind him, lowered his head and called out: "Dad."

Fu Wanlin responded, handed the boy a piece of paper, and said, "Wipe off your sweat, it's quite hard work."

Fu Yunyi took it and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zhuo Qingfan was always behind him supporting his waist, he could already feel that Fu Yunyi was a bit overwhelmed.

Fu Wanlin glanced over, glanced at Zhuo Qingfan and said, "Look at Miansheng, you are Yunyi's new recruit, right?"

"I….."

"He is my acting teacher." Fu Yunyi took the lead and said, "It was arranged by Director Li. He was afraid that my acting would be difficult."

Fu Wanlin hummed, and his face was a little ugly: "I heard that you resigned the assistant I arranged for you?"

Fu Yunyi nodded and said: "I already have a lot of people around me, so I don't need so many people. Besides, I just want to exercise myself after returning to China."

Fu Wanlin's expression was slightly relaxed, and he hummed, "It's good that you have the idea of ​​exercising. Of the three boys in the family, you are the most unpromising. Your elder brother and second brother already have their own businesses. What about you, don't learn Incompetent, not good at school, can't learn business, seventeen or eighteen, and still like a useless rice bug."

Zhuo Qingfan was terrified in his heart, what kind of father is this?Are you saying that about your son again?What does it mean to be unpromising? I went, and Fu Yunyi took on this kind of big drama when he was just an adult. Is this called unpromising?

Is this father poisonous?

The boy lowered his head, clenched his chin and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, it's my lack of ability that made you worry."

Fu Wanlin snorted and said, "It's good that you know it yourself. I invested a lot of money in this movie. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to play the leading role. I hope you can keep up your spirits, act well, and become famous in the first battle." Well, if the performance is a mess, don't say you are my son when you go out, I can't afford to lose this person."

Fu Yunyi's eyelashes trembled, he lowered his head, and said very seriously: "I understand."

Fu Wanlin nodded, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

Zhuo Qingfan supported the boy's shoulders, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "That man is your father?"

Fu Yunyi didn't respond, but just stared at the man's receding back and murmured coldly: "So what if the performance is over? Regardless of whether I am promising or not, you will never announce to the public that I am your son."

Zhuo Qingfan's heart trembled: "Xiao Yi..."

Fu Yunyi braced himself up, and when he saw Fu Wanlin get into the car and disappeared around the corner of the intersection, his tense shoulders finally relaxed, and then he fell into Zhuo Qingfan's arms with a bang.

"Fu Yunyi! Xiao Yi!"

Zhuo Qingfan hurriedly took the boy by his arms and sent him to the rest car. He suffered from heat stroke, and the car has air-conditioning and water to make him more comfortable.

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi." Zhuo Qingfan flattened the car seat, let your boy lie on it, and kept stroking his chest with his hands to comfort him.

Fu Yunyi's eyes were closed and his brows were furrowed, looking in pain.

Zhuo Qingfan touched his heart that was beating abnormally, turned around in a hurry, and after turning down the air conditioner in the car to the lowest level, he picked up another bottle of mineral water, poured it into his mouth, and poured it all down again. On his neck and arms, I want him to cool down as soon as possible.

"Ahem!" The boy coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes.

Zhuo Qingfan hurried over, touched his face and said, "It's all right, there is an air conditioner, it won't be uncomfortable when the temperature drops in a while."

Fu Yunyi was in a daze, his mind was like a paste, and he felt dizzy with a top-heavy feeling.

The person in front of him changed from blurry to clear. Seeing those familiar eyebrows, the boy's eyes turned red, and he whispered softly as if dreaming: "Brother..."

Zhuo Qingfan paused, his heart ached.

Fu Yunyi held his arm and said in a panic, "Brother, is that you?"

Zhuo Qingfan came back to his senses, pulled away the boy's hand and held it: "It's me, I'm here."

The boy's eyes flashed, he straightened up suddenly, and threw himself into the opponent's arms.

Zhuo Qingfan was knocked down by him and sat on the car seat, hugging the boy's body, he couldn't laugh or cry and said: "It seems that I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, this strength is really great."

"Brother..." Fu Yunyi buried himself on the man's shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "They bullied me, they all bullied me."

Zhuo Qingfan's expression froze, and overwhelming sourness welled up in his heart.