In the entertainment industry, you are scumbag and I am cheap

If a person has doubts in his heart, then when he looks at the suspect, no matter what the other party does, he will feel that there is something wrong.

For example now.

After Cheng Xiangdong and Han Jiamu washed up, they took the boy to have breakfast. The staff of the program team had already started to tell them about the content that needed to be filmed for a while. The three temporary daughters also came, and they were curled up in their mother's arms. Li was either being fed, or making a fuss to go home.

The executive director in charge of following Han Jiamu told him which little girl was going to be his temporary daughter. He took a look and happened to meet the child's eyes, and something unexpected happened.

I saw the little girl trembling in fright, then opening her mouth and closing her eyes, crying loudly with a loud voice.

Everyone was taken aback, Cheng Xiangdong stood beside Han Jiamu, and burst out laughing.

"What?" Han Jiamu turned his face, his expression was as cold as ever.

"I really think it was a wrong decision for Huamao to let you participate in the recording of this show with a paralyzed face. You have to coax the children. They will be afraid if you make such an expression." Squeeze her cheeks, "Smile."

Liu Sensen kept staring at the two of them, and when he saw Cheng Xiangdong's direct hand movement, there was a snap in his head - I pinched my face, I pinched my face!

Han Jiamu was exuding air-conditioning, frowning and glaring at him—what's the point of laughing, what's so funny!

The young mother who was coaxing her crying daughter was very embarrassed. She was very excited to cooperate with the actor, but now it seems that her daughter is not cooperative at all.

Cheng Xiangdong looked at the young mother's face flushed with anxiety, but the little girl in her arms was still crying hard. He knew that the mother would lose her patience after a while, and it would probably be more lively.

Looking down at his son who was standing next to him holding his trouser legs, he squatted down and whispered in his ear: "My boy, look how sad that young lady is crying, can you give her the lollipop in your pocket? "

Guaizi nodded, took out two lollipops from his pocket, and ran over with small steps.

"Sister," she stretched out her small arms and sent the lollipop over, "I'll eat it for you, and you won't cry after eating it."

The little girl twitched and looked at the lollipop in his hand, then at him, and then reached out to take it. Her mother repeatedly asked her to thank her, but the little girl didn't say anything, and the crying stopped.

Another little boy next to him also came over and asked loudly: "Is there any more Tangtang? I want to eat it too. Brother give me some."

Guaizi looked at the one left in his hand, nodded and gave it to him even though he was reluctant, then turned around and ran back to Cheng Xiangdong.

But Cheng Xiangdong didn't hug him, instead, Han Jiamu bent down and lifted him up with one arm, "So cute." He touched it when he was dressing the boy just now, and there were only two lollipops.

Liu Sensen rubbed against the pillar watching from the side, Brother Han is possessed by something, and his tone is so doting!That's not your son, it has nothing to do with you!Could it really be Ai Wu Ji Wu!

Guaizi put his arms around his neck and tilted his head to look at Cheng Xiangdong, his face flushed.

Cheng Xiangdong chuckled, and patted his buttocks, "Good boy, Daddy is very proud."

Guaizi buried his face in Han Jiamu's shoulder, very shy.

Daddy praised me!

"You're pretty good at teaching children." Han Jiamu motioned him to sit down before talking, it was too obvious that the two of them were standing here.

"He's easier to take care of than ordinary kids, and he doesn't make a fuss." Cheng Xiangdong glanced at him with raised eyelids, and said in his heart that this personality is absolutely up to you, and you must have been like this when you were a child, probably not as good as my son.

Han Jiamu took the hard-boiled egg and knocked it on the table twice. While peeling the shell, he said casually, "That must be whatever you want. You were definitely a monkey when you were young."

Cheng Xiangdong was scooping fried rice into the milk tea. He likes to add more fried rice. It tastes delicious. When he heard this, he didn't even change his movements, and nodded in agreement, "You didn't follow what you said. My boy is just like me in character. Follow less."

Guaizi sat on Han Jiamu's lap, and when he heard Daddy calling him, he immediately looked up at him, his little face was smeared with rice porridge.

"Put him aside and let him eat by himself." Cheng Xiangdong was very disdainful of those guys who wanted to feed their children when they saw them. His son could eat by himself without feeding!

The boy just took a bite of the egg, and slid down from Han Jiamu's lap with two hums and sat next to him, "You can eat as much as you send."

Cheng Xiangdong put some pickled cucumbers in his porridge bowl, "Swallow it before talking, it's impolite."

The boy quickly chewed, swallowed the egg, took a sip of porridge from the bowl, then turned to Han Jiamu with a cute smile, "Daddy said that if a man can eat by himself, I will be able to eat it when I am three years old." Already!" He raised three short fingers and shook them at him.

Infected by his smile, Han Jiamu squeezed his fleshy face with crooked eyebrows, "Eat slowly and don't choke."

Liu Sensen bared his teeth and grinned as he watched, this was so considerate, those who didn't know thought it was his son!

After dinner, the filming of the program just started. Han Jiamu and two other temporary fathers were arranged on the same off-road vehicle. One was the 30-year-old male singer Sun Min'an, and the other was the 25-year-old national team sprinter Yang Fan.Yang Fan is a very cheerful young man, he has been inexplicably excited since yesterday.

"Brother Sun, have you seen the kid who is going to be your temporary partner? Where is Brother Han? Have you seen it?"

Sun Min'an and Han Jiamu looked at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

They were all there when the little girl was crying in the morning, and Yang Fan came late so he didn't see how debilitating that scene was.

People who have never been a father don't understand the pain of coaxing a child, especially if the child is not their own, so they can't lose their temper.

Sun Min'an sighed, and just about to speak when Han Jiamu gave him a wink, he suddenly realized that the car was full of machines at the moment, and the filming had already started on them. Cut it in, let alone stir up a wave of popularity at that time, it may still be hacked.

Quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and smiled at Yang Fan: "I see, he is a handsome young man."

"I saw it too. Let me tell you, Brother Sun, I think balabalabala..." Yang Fan dragged Sun Min'an all the way and talked non-stop. Eyes resting, suddenly envious of his facial paralysis, at least he can put on a cold face to refuse without being criticized by netizens, because he has long been used to it.If one day he suddenly shows a smiling face, his fans will probably be surprised.

In addition, the real father and son who each took three cars were also chatting. After buckling up his son's seat belt, Cheng Xiangdong poked his face with a smile, and asked in French, "Aren't you happy that Daddy took you out?"

"Happy, Daddy, why can't we be with Mommy? Mommy, he..." Before he could finish the question, his mouth was covered.

Cheng Xiangdong put a finger to his mouth and hissed, "You can't call Mommy outside, you can only call it when there are no outsiders."

"why?"

"I'll explain this daddy to you later, remember what daddy said now, and call him Uncle Han."

Although Guaizi was still puzzled, he still nodded, stretched out his little hand and raised his little finger to hook him, "I remember."

When the father and son spoke, they spoke at a slightly faster speed and in a very low voice, even if they were recorded, they were not afraid of it. It is estimated that they could only hear the tone of Daddy and Mommy uttered by his son.

"Daddy, I'm going to call my grandparents tonight. If I didn't call last night, grandma will miss me."

"Let's make a video call with grandma now, tell grandma that we are going to shoot a show, okay?" Cheng Xiangdong took out his mobile phone, first sent a voice message to his mother, and immediately sent the video call to his mother when he returned.

Cheng's mother's smiling face appeared on the screen of the phone, and Guaizi cheered and called: "Grandma~~" That little milk's voice is sweet.

"Bao'er, I miss grandma!"

Cheng Xiangdong held up his mobile phone and put it in front of his son, and said helplessly: "Mom, I'm still recording videos here, please be a little more reserved."

"Where are you going? How's the weather? Is it cold? Last night, your dad read the weather forecast and said that the temperature over there is much lower than ours. Are you wearing enough clothes for Bao'er? He's freezing, why do I look at him with a bad face!" Cheng's mother kept chanting as soon as she opened her mouth, and the boy just sat there grinning at grandma, and the atmosphere between grandparents and grandchildren was very harmonious.

Cheng Xiangdong sighed, and said, "Mom, don't worry, you can take it. I won't tell you, we'll be there soon."

"Okay then, Bao'er, just like grandma!"

"What~~ah!" Guaizi pouted while holding the phone, and kissed the position of the front camera, which made Cheng's mother smile brightly.

Cheng Xiangdong put away his phone, touched his son's forehead, and asked worriedly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, Daddy, there are a lot of cows and big horses outside." The boy pointed out the car window, very excited, "It's as beautiful as the farm of Grandpa Lu Wei's! It's much bigger than the farm, what is that Daddy? "

Cheng Xiangdong saw the surrounding yurts and the staff of the program group and knew they had arrived.

"That's a yurt."

"What's a yurt? Daddy, that's Mom...it's Uncle Han."

Cheng Xiangdong saw Han Jiamu get off the car, and then their car stopped, Han Jiamu strode over, leaving the others far behind.

The car door was pulled open, and Han Jiamu was amused when he saw the father and son looking at him with wide eyes. He stretched out his hand, hugged the boy out of the car, and rubbed his little curly hair.

After getting off the car, Cheng Xiangdong saw many cameramen standing not far away with cameras, and frowned slightly, "Uh... I think you should restrain yourself a little bit."

"What?" Han Jiamu bowed his waist slightly and took the boy's little hand and walked forward. After hearing his words, he turned his face and looked, "What did you just say?"

"It's okay." Cheng Xiangdong suppressed the words that came to his lips when he saw several staff members walking over with radio microphones.

In fact, he just wanted to tell Han Jiamu, don't get so close, he won't be able to explain it when he is photographed.

Han Jiamu took the wheat and bent over to pin him up, and poked his face, "Would it be uncomfortable?"

Guaizi shook his head, half turned his body and looked back, curious, "What is Uncle Han?"

Han Jiamu was taken aback, raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he knew that Cheng Xiangdong must have told the good boy not to call Mommy outside. He was relieved and felt that there was nothing wrong with being called Mommy.

Daddy and Mommy are obviously a couple, he and Cheng Xiangdong should be reconciled now, right?