Super 囧star dad

There is no sincerity... No, I want to eat your tofu to make up for my wounded heart. "After speaking, Song Cha rolled over to Shi Ye's lap, raised his head and fell asleep on the president's long lap.

Shi Ye let him alone, and stretched out his hand to stroke Song Cha's hair rhythmically, just like touching the head of a kitten, full of petting.

"Don't participate in the future." Shi Ye lowered his head to meet Song Cha's big eyes.

I have been so upset for two years, and I don't care if I don't participate in such a crappy awards ceremony.

"But the other awards didn't even give me a nomination QAQ." Song Cha blinked pitifully, and began to act miserable (cute).

Shi Ye chuckled, "Then I'll get you one."

"Don't..." Song Cha quickly pressed Shi Ye's hand, "Actually, it's not that important when you think about it."

In fact, it is not dead now. The awards can be said to be completely fair and uncontrollable. Even though Casio is selected in various competitions, it is actually the same. If the influence is strong enough, then it is not completely impossible. Of course, the premise is that the actor himself There must be a work that can be achieved.

Song Cha thought for a while, winning prizes is good, but acting just for winning prizes is not good.

Shi Ye knew that Song Cha had misunderstood what he meant. If Song Cha secretly manipulated an actor, Song Cha would probably not be happy, so he helped him get one, which actually meant something else.

"Every play by a great director is played once, and you can always get it."

Song Cha was amused, "Then what if I still can't get it."

"Then continue filming." The president said domineeringly.

Song Cha was so scared by the aura of a local tyrant that he almost rolled down. He stabilized his body and rubbed upwards. Song Cha felt as if he had rubbed against an important part.

Song Cha glanced at Shi Ye, then quickly stopped his movements and said, "What if I still can't get it."

After saying this, Song Cha wanted to beat himself up, what the hell was he talking about 2333

Shi Ye withdrew his attention, and said softly, "If you can't get it, you are still the actor."

"How do you say this?"

"The only actor in my heart." Shi Ye pinched Song Cha's face, no matter what he was the best.

"President Emma, ​​you are so disgusting."

Song Cha squeezed Shi Ye's hand, and covered his eyes with his hand, feeling all kinds of joy in his heart.

Who said the president is cold, he is obviously a warm man, okay? !

overtake!class!warm!

overtake!class!sweet!

Seeing Song Cha holding his hand and rolling around on his lap like a child, Shi Ye also laughed.

Lying in this position for a while, Song Cha squinted his eyes and was about to fall asleep, "Does your leg hurt?"

Shi Ye shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

"Then why do you look preoccupied?"

Before Song Cha thought that Shi Ye was only cold-faced because of the little Pegasus, but when he was talking to him just now, his eyes were actually hiding his thoughts.

Others might not be able to notice it, so it is impossible for him not to be able to see it when he gets along day and night.

Sure enough, after Song Cha finished asking, Shi Ye's hand that was stroking Song Cha's hair rhythmically stopped.

After several seconds, Shi Ye raised his head, and then spoke lightly, with a very cold tone.

"My father is critically ill."