Rebirth of the best actor

Chapter 071 - We are a family

An Luo was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Of course, this seriousness will only be reflected after the guests leave, so Lan Wei temporarily kept her delicate buttocks.

Two families of six sat in the restaurant to eat.

An Xun was eating, and suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand.

An Luo glared at him: "Eat well, don't make any fools."

An Xun looked at his father, and asked seriously: "Father, how do you think two people can last forever?"

An Luo was taken aback: "...Why did you think of this question?"

An asked: "The kindergarten teacher asked."

An Luo's face was full of black lines: "Why does your teacher ask such a profound question?"

Xiaoxiao said: "The teacher said that she was broken in love, and she squatted in the corner and cried secretly every day when she was in school."

An Luo: "..."

An Xun said impatiently, "Dad, tell me!"

An Luo thought for a while and said, "I think tolerance, understanding, and support are still needed."

An Xun let out an "oh", then turned to Lan Wei and asked, "Where's Uncle Lan?"

"Me?" Lan Wei was taken aback, with a vegetable in his mouth, "I think... let's bury them together."

An Luo: "..."

Mu Kun: "..."

Yin Zhuoyan continued to eat without changing his face.

An Xun and Xiaoxiao looked at each other half-understanding, and silently lowered their heads to eat under An Luo's gaze.

The anger in An Luo's eyes was almost concretized, and Mu Kun quickly dissuaded him: "Lan Wei is just outspoken, the hole in his head is a bit bigger, don't be angry, the child is still here."

Lan Wei glared at him, who has a hole in his head!

But under the intimidation of An Luo's gaze, he lowered his head listlessly and did not speak.

Because he received a call from Mu Kun in advance, An Luo deliberately made an extra soup, wanting to keep him for dinner.The soup was still simmering on the stove, An Luo put down his chopsticks halfway through eating, got up and went to the kitchen.

The moment his back disappeared around the corner, An Xun quickly threw the tomato that An Luo had put into his bowl to Lan Wei.

With tears in his eyes: "Uncle Lan, Uncle Lan, this is really unpalatable, Uncle Lan should let you eat."

Uncle Lan: "..."

I hate tomatoes too!

But he is not a child, so he can't do things like throwing tomatoes into other people's bowls, and there is no one here to throw them for him!

Mu Kun saw his entanglement and pain, and took the initiative to put the tomato into his bowl.

Lan Wei looked at him with the expression of looking at the savior.

Mu Kun smiled at him, and stuffed the tomato into his mouth before An Luo brought out the soup.

Yin Zhuoyan looked at his movements, his gaze sank.

A little upset.

Then An Luo brought out the soup.

An Xun sat in his seat, pretending to be very calm, and quietly ate his meal.

Seeing that the tomato in his bowl was gone, An Luo patted his head and praised him, "You're so good."

Be good!Lan Wei silently watched from the side without speaking.

Full of wine and food, An Luo instructed Lan Wei to wash the dishes. Mu Kun felt sorry for being a guest, so he also came to help.

An Luo and Yin Zhuoyan were sitting on the sofa, holding a child in their arms, watching TV without saying a word, just like two old men.

Xiaoxiao was fine, but An Xun couldn't bear it after being hugged for less than 5 minutes, and struggled to get down.

An Luo has long been used to it. As soon as he let go of his hand, his son ran away.But it doesn't count that he ran away by himself, and insisted on dragging Xiaoxiao along with him.

Yin Zhuoyan was really shadowed by what Xiaoxiao said before, and he was afraid that An Xun would take Xiaoxiao back to the room to study hehehe, although they were just two big kids, they couldn't make much trouble, but it was true It was not elegant, so he didn't let go, and let An Xun play by himself.

An Xun was not happy and insisted on dragging Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao was held in Yin Zhuoyan's arms, and his hands were pulled by An Xun, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Under the stalemate, there were tears in the eyes.

An Luo didn't look well, probably because his son hurt him, so he quickly slapped his hands off twice, and pulled his son back into his arms.

An Xun struggled restlessly, and put his head on An Luo's chest, pushing An Luo's anger out.

Teach Lan Wei to avoid outsiders, but teach his son to put him in the room and beat him up.

He threw An Xun on the sofa, and took out a ruler from the top of the cabinet with his backhand.

When An Xun saw his father's actions, he knew it was not good, so he ran to his small room, and locked the door very cleverly.Seeing that he had escaped, An Luo was not in a hurry. He slowly took out the keys of all the rooms from the drawer with a ruler in his hand, and opened the room with a "click".

Then came An Xun's screams.

Mu Kun ran out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, looked at the door worriedly, hesitating whether to step forward to dissuade him.

Just when he was hesitating, Lan Wei came out and dragged him back, and said, "Do you hear that something is wrong with An Xun's angry voice? Don't worry, it's common for An Xun to be beaten. Just get used to it, An Luo will control his strength."

Mu Kun: "..."

Is this really good for children's growth?

Yin Zhuoyan in the living room seemed to have gotten used to An Luo's way of educating children, and covered Xiaoxiao's ears in time to block out all discordant sounds.

After a while, the door of the room opened.

An Luo walked out holding the ruler, followed by a little An Xun who was limping with red eyes.

Mu Kun couldn't bear it.

An Xun said crying, "Dad, why do you keep hitting me? Do you know that hitting me hurts? Can you stop hitting me?"

An Luo was expressionless: "No, I can't think of any other way to deal with you other than hitting you."

An Xun said in horror: "Dad, Dad, don't worry! Let me think about it!"

Mu Kun: "..."

Mu Kun couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "Is it okay for you to beat the child like this?"

An Luo put the ruler down, and replied: "I have a sense of proportion."

Mu Kun was still worried: "But he screamed so badly..."

An Xun nodded vigorously when he heard the words.

Mu Kun saw this: "..."

An Luo laughed and said, "You can take off his pants and check to see how bad the injury is."

As soon as the words fell, An Xun immediately covered his little butt, stepped back again and again, and stuck it to the wall.

The corner of Mu Kun's mouth twitched: "...it looks like it's really all right."

An Luo said: "That's natural."

Every time he used the ruler, he used the lightest force, and hit An Xun's body where he had the most flesh. It hurt, but it didn't hurt, it just made him remember.

"By the way," An Luo also put the key back, turned to Yin Zhuoyan and said, "I recently received a new script about the spy war of the Republic of China, do you want to try it?"

Yin Zhuoyan shook his head without thinking, "No."

He had already made up his mind to take a two-year break to spend the two-person world with Mu Kun.

"Oh," An Luo didn't force it, but turned to Mu Kun and asked, "What about you? Do you want to try it? It's a movie by an international director."

Yin Zhuoyan: "..."

Seeing Yin Zhuoyan staring at him, Mu Kun hesitated when he originally wanted to agree, "I, let me think about it."

Yin Zhuoyan still stared at him.

Mu Kun: "..."

An Luo said: "Zhuo Yan, this is your fault. Now that you have achieved fame, you can take on any drama you want. But Mu Kun's career has just started, you can't ask him to be tired of being with you all day, right?"

He paused, "And if you are willing to accept this drama, you must be the number one male. I can also help Mu Kun win the third male."

Yin Zhuoyan's eyes lit up.

In terms of Mu Kun's qualifications, he was able to get the male third in less than half a year after entering the industry, which is simply a pie in the sky.

He nodded without hesitation: "I took it."

Mu Kun: "..."

Mu Kun said embarrassedly: "Brother Yin, you don't have to do this..."

An Luo interrupted him: "Why don't you use good resources if you have them?"

Yin Zhuoyan rolled his eyes at him and asked, "What's the name of that play, and which director is it?"

An Luo said a name: "Is it considered a big production? It has been planned for nearly two years, and the name is "Brothers from the End of the World".

"Brother Tianya?" Yin Zhuoyan frowned, "Why does it sound so familiar?"

"It's a novel I wrote," Lan Wei came out of the kitchen shyly. "It was a book I wrote three years ago. The film and television rights were sold to the company a long time ago. I didn't expect that the filming would finally start."

"You? I remember that you are not..." Write about Tanmei?Yin Zhuoyan was even more puzzled, now Danmei can also publish and make movies?

"Isn't that good!" Lan Wei corrected his erroneous impression of himself, "I've always written ambiguous Qingshui plots!" Otherwise, how could it have been published!

"Oh." Yin Zhuoyan remained expressionless.

"All in all, I am the original author of this play," Lan Wei suddenly rushed over and hugged Mu Kun's thigh, "You guys have to act well, don't play the characters so badly qaq!"

Mu Kun resisted the urge to kick people away and moved his legs, "...OK."

Yin Zhuoyan grabbed Lan Wei by the collar and threw him into An Luo's arms.

"When will the contract be signed?"

"Huh?" An Luo was taken aback, "You can do it right away, but Mu Kun needs to audition first."

Yin Zhuoyan frowned: "You mean he might not be adopted yet?"

An Luo said with a smile: "You underestimate your Mu Kun, right? With his strength, are you afraid that the director will look down on him?"

The word "your family" pleased Yin Zhuoyan to a great extent, he finally stopped his stern face and showed a not-so-obvious smile.

The sky was getting dark, Mu Kun was embarrassed to stay any longer, took Yin Zhuoyan who wanted to leave a long time ago, and carried Xiaoxiao home.

Xiaoxiao and An Xun went crazy for a day, and they were sleepy when they got home. When Mu Kun helped him take a bath, they were already drowsy, and they were soon carried to their little bed and started snoring.

Mu Kun pressed a kiss on his forehead, tucked the quilt up for him and turned back to his room.

Just as soon as he went out, Yin Zhuoyan pressed him against the wall.