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

The second day after Cheng Xiangdong returned home, he went to the bilingual kindergarten in the community. After walking around, he felt that the environment was good and the teachers were serious about teaching, so he went through the enrollment procedures for Guaizi, and agreed to send Guaizi there on Monday.

There is nothing against a fat boy who can go to school. This time I went out to film a show. In addition to having less soft flesh on my body and growing in size, the biggest gain is that my personality is much more lively, and I can actively chat with children and play games. Sometimes I will not shake my head and refuse, but will actively participate.

Cheng Xiangdong was very happy to see his son's changes. When he was abroad, there were almost no children around his age. The good boy's personality followed Han Jiamu's, so Cheng Xiangdong, a father, was always worried. If he became a small lump But what to do, fortunately, my genes were not buried, and a program was inspired.

Today is Friday, and there are two days left to go to kindergarten, and the boy is still a little excited.

"Daddy, go buy a bag." He ran out of the house on his chubby legs, holding a piggy bank in his arms, looking up at him, "Take me to buy it!"

"Buy it with your little pig?" Cheng Xiangdong squatted down, glanced at the little fat pig in his arms, and said with a smile, "Grandma bought you a new schoolbag, don't you like it?"

Good boy blushed, a little shy, "I like it, grandma bought it full, and I will buy another back for school."

Cheng Xiangdong raised his eyebrows, ouch, there are very good reasons.

The father and son got dressed and were about to go out when the mobile phone in the bag without shoes rang.

Guaizi went to get his phone, and when he saw Han Jiamu's photo, he picked it up excitedly, opened his mouth and shouted, "Dad!"

Han Jiamu's heart was in full bloom, and the expression on his face softened unconsciously. He chuckled and asked, "Do you miss Dad?"

"Think about it!"

Cheng Xiangdong rolled his eyes aside, bent down to put his son's other shoe on, and poked his fleshy stomach, "Tell your father that we are going out."

"Father, Daddy wants to take me to buy crispy buns, will you go?"

Han Jiamu is a little confused, what are crispy buns?Puff pastry?haven't eaten.

"Uh... Dad can't go, how about Dad picking you up for dinner after you and Daddy finish shopping?"

The make-up artist who was touching up the makeup on his face with the powder in his hand shook his hand, and quickly adjusted his expression, but he was almost shocked to death in his heart.

Han Jiamu had such a good relationship with Cheng Xiangdong's son. He always thought it was just a deliberate promotion by the program team.

"Oh, that's fine." Guaizi pouted, a little unhappy.

Cheng Xiangdong took his mobile phone and led his son out, "I'll take him to buy a schoolbag, go to school on Monday, and attend the big class in the Sunshine Bilingual Kindergarten in the community."

"I thought it was some pastry, but it turned out to be a schoolbag." Han Jiamu signaled to the makeup artist that it was okay. He had enough powder on his face, then turned and walked to the corner, "I'll finish my work in a while, wait a minute I'll go find you when I'm done."

"Dinner, please?" Cheng Xiangdong smiled badly, and said in a frivolous tone, "Don't come over, lest you be photographed and you can't speak clearly. Forgot what your manager said at the airport?"

He still remembered that Gao Jianli saw how exciting his expression was, and told them to keep a proper distance in front of his face.

"Hey boy, run slowly."

The boy who had already run to the side of the car turned to look at him, "Daddy, open the door."

"Drive slowly, I'll call you later." Han Jiamu didn't say anything about the manager, anyway, he doesn't care what manager he wants to be.No, it should be said that even if the manager wanted to control him, he wouldn't listen.

Liu Sensen really couldn't stand the way he was tired of being there, so he quickly said after seeing the photographer gesturing, "Brother Han, the photographer said that we can continue to shoot."

Cheng Xiangdong heard it, and after answering, he hung up the phone call, opened the door and got in the car.

Guaizi has already sat on the baby seat in the back row, fastened his seat belt, and is looking at him eagerly.

"Son, you are getting more and more obedient. How about we blackmail your father Han and have a delicious meal later?"

"I want to eat embroidery!"

"That's called sushi."

"Su! Shi!"

"That's right." Starting the car, the father and son went to the mall.

Because of the unexpected popularity of the online program clips, the popularity of Cheng Xiangdong and his son has also soared. Although there is still a little distance from being blocked when they go out, it is almost the same.

Cheng Xiangdong pulled up his slightly long hair and casually put on a peaked cap, and then put on brown sunglasses to cover most of his face, only showing his perfect chin and the corners of his mouth that would curl up even if he didn't smile, then turned his face to look at his son, "Daddy Is he so handsome?"

"Handsome!" In his eyes, daddy is handsome no matter what.

Cheng Xiangdong chuckled, got out of the car and opened the door for him, and walked slowly into the shopping mall with his little hand.

There are not many people shopping at this time, and a few people who recognized them just took pictures with their mobile phones from a distance, and did not come up to take a group photo. Cheng Xiangdong was quite satisfied, but he thought it would be better to bring his son out next time. I have to ask my eldest brother for two bodyguards to avoid any problems.

He lowered his eyes to look at his son who was walking beside him holding big and small hands, and who was looking curiously at this and that with big eyes. He sighed slightly, and always felt that it was not right to choose to enter this circle again when he came back this time.

"Daddy, there!"

The thought of running away was pulled back by his son's voice, and Cheng Xiangdong followed the boy's strength.

When he arrived at the store, Xiangdong let go of his hand and let his son communicate with the clerk who greeted him. He looked around the store, took two handmade cardboard books and a coloring book, and then took a coloring book. The pen is in the shopping basket.

Guaizi has a clear goal, if he wants to buy a schoolbag, he goes straight to the place where the schoolbag is sold, and then picks out a small sky blue schoolbag with Donald Duck on it for himself, after buying it, he runs over to find his father with his arms in his arms.

"Daddy, buy this."

"Well, is there anything else you want to buy?"

"No more." Other families have it, and his little piggy doesn't have that much money in his belly.

Cheng Xiangdong nodded and didn't say anything. He never let his son develop the habit of spending money recklessly, and the money in the family can't be spent casually.

"Daddy bought you a paper-cut book, go back and make this with Daddy with you."

"Okay, thank you Daddy."

The clerk endured it again and again, and couldn't help but secretly took a short video with his mobile phone. This father and son are so eye-catching!

After checking out and leaving, Cheng Xiangdong took his son to buy two pairs of shoes. I don’t know if it’s because they have good genes. His son has been taller and stronger than his peers since he was a child, especially because he has been bouncing around a lot in the past few months. Suddenly, my feet also grew a size. When I helped my son put on his shoes in the morning, I found that they were much tighter.

The father and son stopped and stopped all the way and bought a lot of things.

Carrying big and small bags, Cheng Xiangdong looked at his son who was walking by himself without saying a word, frowned slightly, "My dear boy, let's carry you on my back." He had too many bags in his hand, and it was impossible to hold them.

"No, Daddy is already very tired, I can walk by myself." Although the little fat leg is tired, he is a man, so there is no need to hug him!

Cheng Xiangdong looked left and right. He remembered that there was a coffee shop on this floor. When he saw the sign, his eyes lit up. "Daddy will take you to eat ice cream. Let's go after we rest."

ice cream!The big eyes are shining with all kinds of longing.

The coffee shop is not far away, there are not only coffee ice cream, but also various cakes, smelling the aroma of coffee cream, the father and son sniffed vigorously in sync, and then swallowed their saliva.

"Smash!"

"Daddy!"

"rush!"

Guaizi ran so fast that he rushed into the shop in a flash.

The waiter was stunned when he saw the fat boy rushing in, and then opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Cheng Muyun!"

Guaizi turned his face to look at her, but didn't recognize her.

"Who did you come with?" The waiter just finished asking this, when she saw Cheng Xiangdong walking over, she blushed instantly.

Putting the various bags in his hand on the seat, he smiled politely at the waiter, "A banana split, a piece of black forest, a cup of strawberry milkshake and a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, less ice for the milkshake, thank you."

Guaizai sat on the chair, took out the newly bought coloring pens and coloring book from his schoolbag and put them on the table, and then he followed to learn to recognize characters while filling in the colors.

"Good boy," said with a slender finger on the purple-striped strong pepper, puzzled, "Small, what do you mean by drawing legs on the pepper?"

Guaizi tilted his head to look at him, and said, "It can be turned into a quack, Grandpa watched it on TV yesterday."

Cheng Xiangdong thought for a while, he seemed to have seen some kind of frog, purple in color and poisonous.

My son can actually draw round peppers as something else, and his imagination is quite rich.

The things were put on very quickly, and the banana split and strawberry milkshake were on the table before my boy finished drawing a frog.

While waiting for Cheng Xiangdong's coffee and cake to be served, his phone rang.

He didn't even need to look to know that it was Han Jiamu calling, Cheng Xiangdong handed over the phone to his son to pick it up under his expectant gaze.

"father!"

Cheng Xiangdong gritted his teeth, the fat boy's barking became more and more smooth.

"I'm eating ice cream with Daddy, umm, okay." Handed the phone back.

"how?"

Han Jiamu came out of the studio, and his face felt much more comfortable after removing his makeup. "Where are you? I'll drive there."

"The Fuyuan Mall on the East Square, the coffee shop on the third floor."

Han Jiamu paused when he opened the door, turned around and glanced at the sign not far away, "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Cheng Xiangdong is so smart, he knew that the other party was nearby as soon as he said this, so he hung up the phone after answering.

Han Jiamu appeared in front of the father and son 10 minutes later. Liu Sensen and the bodyguards also followed, but they didn't move forward.

Cheng Xiangdong raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of being blocked when you go out with two bodyguards?"

"It's close, where should we go for dinner?" Han Jiamu sat down and wiped the boy's mouth.

"Your son wants to eat Japanese food."

"Yeah, eat sushi!"

Han Jiamu thought about it, but there was a nice place. I went there once before and thought it tasted good, but it was a bit far away.

"Far from being afraid, anyway, he's not hungry." A banana split, half a cake, and a cup of milkshake, there is no room in his son's little belly.

"Let's go, it's an hour's drive."

Han Jiamu got up, picked up the boy and dragged him with one arm, and reached out to carry half of Cheng Xiangdong's bag.

As soon as the two of them left the coffee shop, the photos of a family of three shopping were posted online by the waiter. This kind of state of being together after filming the show is rarely seen in other CPs, unless it is for publicity. The intimacy is actually ten stars!

Netizens were boiling, Cheng Xiangdong and Han Jiamu's Weibo was maxed out with messages.