Stop Bothering Me, Emperor

Soon, Song Xiao put the unhappiness caused by the concubine's room behind him, and concentrated on studying his own car.He was very curious about this kind of car that can run fast without a horse, but he just sat in his seat reservedly, marveled at the tall buildings outside for a while, and then looked at the driver in front of him intently.

Song Zicheng was sitting next to his son, not knowing what to talk about. Seeing him staring at the driver with sparkling eyes, he smiled and said, "You like cars? When you get your driver's license, Dad will give you a car better than this one."

"Okay, thank you father." Song Xiao rolled his eyes. Although he is a scholar, he likes horses and chariots very much. When he was still in the Imperial Academy, Yu Jintang always used the excuse of horse racing to ask him out to play.

Thinking of Yu Jintang, Song Xiao's mood became depressed again. Now that he is the son of a troupe owner, he doesn't know how to find him. Should he inherit the troupe in the future and organize a play telling their stories to tour the country?What's more, the reincarnated emperor must no longer remember him.

Seeing that Qiu Mingyan was going to Song's house with him, Li Weiwei didn't follow the car. He made a face at Qiu Mingyan's car, turned around and saw the paparazzi patting him, and waved generously.The paparazzi holding the camera smiled and gestured to him, which meant that he would be handsome in the photo.

"Boss, why are you being so polite to him?" The little paparazzi who just came to work asked incomprehensibly. Qiu Mingyan's status in the circle is not low. Just now, David's attitude towards Qiu Mingyan was so disrespectful. He recorded it and sent it out again. It's big news, but the boss won't let him post it.

"What do you know?" The old paparazzi slapped him on the back of the head, "Why are you so arrogant when you are David? He is the prince of endless video, how dare you provoke that old woman?"

The little paparazzi has grown his mouth, he has just entered the industry, and he doesn't know many things, but he knows endless video and video. It is the leading record company in Huaguo, and its status in the entertainment circle is no less than that of Xinghai Entertainment. The boss is always a 90s After the old song, his wrist is very hard, so he can't be provoked easily.

Song Zicheng let his son play with Li Weiwei in the intention of making friends with Endless Video, but he didn't expect Li Weiwei to become Song Xiao's good friend.

The little paparazzi shrank his head, the entertainment industry is really deep, who would have thought that this second-tier child star would have such a big background?

The Song family has several houses in City A, and they usually live in high-rise buildings in the city center. It is a duplex of more than 300 square meters, which is convenient for Song Zicheng to go to work and Song Xiao to go to school.

This is a high-end residential area, with one elevator and one household. Song Xiao was amazed at the elevator that changed its position instantly. Aunt Chen patiently explained how to use the elevator, as if teaching a child who was just able to walk. Song Xiao listened very carefully. .

Qiu Mingyan on the side squinted his eyes, it seemed that this kid had really lost his memory, and he couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After entering the gate, he gave the girl sitting on the sofa a wink.

The living room has two elevated floors, and it looks very spacious. A set of sofas are placed in the middle, and a girl in a pink dress sits on it. When she saw Song Zicheng enter the room, she flew over and called "Dad" sweetly.

Song Zicheng raised his hand to catch the girl who rushed over, smiled, turned to Song Xiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, do you still remember Xiaozheng?"

Song Xiao raised his eyes and looked at the little girl who was hugging her father's arm and acting like a spoiled child. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing a close-fitting skirt, which highlighted her well-developed figure. Her small face was about seven points like Qiu Mingyan's. Like, revealing a charm.

Slightly frowning, Dayu is still a relatively open dynasty, and has contacts with surrounding countries, and women can also go out on the street, so he is still acceptable to the nurses in their clothes, but this younger sister does not look like a lady His appearance made him a little unhappy for no reason.Song Xiao put on his slippers, and walked slowly to Song Zicheng's side: "Is this the concubine?"

Concubine, concubine... Qiu Mingyan, who had just put on a smiling face, suddenly contorted, and Song Zheng, who was about to speak, froze for a moment.Someone scolded her illegitimate daughter before, and she already found it ugly, but she didn't expect there to be even worse!The concubine's daughter is the concubine's daughter, she knows this, and scolded her mother along the way!

The annoying Song Xiao, why didn't he beat you to death!Song Zheng gave Song Xiao a hard look, then turned to look at Song Zicheng aggrievedly: "Why did brother say that about me?"

The face-changing was too blunt, far worse than those concubine sisters in the family before, and those younger sisters respected him very much, so how dare they sue in front of their father.

Song Zicheng opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Where is my residence?" Song Xiao originally wanted to ask where his yard was, but looking at the house where the head could be seen at a glance, it seemed that there would not be a separate yard for him to live in.Sighing in my heart, it really is a theater troupe, and I can't even afford a third-tier house.

"Your room is upstairs." Song Zicheng originally wanted Aunt Chen to take Song Xiao up, but when he turned around and saw Aunt Chen was cooking, he pushed away Song Zheng who was still clinging to his arms, and took him up by himself.

Song Zicheng patiently explained to Song Xiao how to use the things in the house, focusing on the bathroom.

After Song Zicheng left, Song Xiao carefully walked around the room. It was a small suite with a bathroom and a dressing room. The walls and furniture were all sky blue.The scene in front of him was inexplicably familiar, Song Xiao felt dizzy, walked to the bedside and picked up the photo frame placed on it.

In the photo, there is a beautiful woman with a seven or eight-year-old child in her arms.

"Mother!" Song Xiao gently traced the woman's face with his fingertips. Even he couldn't draw such a clear portrait. The woman in the painting was exactly the same as his mother in the previous life.The mother in the previous life also left early, but at least she saw that he was the champion, but she didn't see him get married. Why did she go earlier in this life?

"Hmm..." Song Xiao felt dizzy for a while, and fell headfirst on the bed.

"Song Xiao, you really have the guts to bully a weak girl, huh?" Four teenagers with dyed yellow hair blocked him in an alley.

"What are you looking at? Sister Zheng told me that you robbed her of pocket money and beat her! I saw all the bruises on her legs." One of the tall men said with a sinister smile.

"You kid, did you even look at someone's thigh?"

"No, just touch it on the knee, hehe."

The four boys laughed and made a fuss, then raised their hands and hit him.Song Xiao wanted to resist, but his body couldn't be controlled at all. He was pushed and shoved by four people, and he felt his head hit something. There was a muffled "boom", and the eyes were pitch black. When he opened his eyes again, it was still the sky blue colored room.

Song Xiao sat up and rubbed his forehead. What he saw just now should be the memory of this body before the accident.This concubine is really daring to join forces with outsiders to hurt her first brother.He rearranged the photo frames in his arms, got up and walked to the bathroom, turned on the shower, took a shower, and found the hair dryer familiarly.

Picking up the hair dryer, Song Xiao was stunned for a moment, then relieved, his body recovered some memories, and he naturally remembered more about this familiar room.

After Song Xiao changed his clothes and went downstairs, Aunt Chen had already prepared dinner.

On the long European-style dining table, Song Zicheng sat at the head seat, flipping through an entertainment newspaper.Song Xiao nodded to his father, sitting on the left hand side of Song Zicheng very naturally, Dayu respected the left, as the eldest son of the family, and had no other elders, he naturally had to sit on the main seat on the left of his father.

Song Zicheng looked up and saw his son sitting next to him, he couldn't help being a little surprised, this child was too withdrawn before, always sitting at the farthest place from him, and would even put a plate of food on the other side of the table to eat alone, as time passed, he also felt chilled.There is no parent who doesn't like the closeness of their children, so they smiled and said, "Is the stuff in the room usable?"

Song Xiao glanced at his father, lowered his head slightly, and replied respectfully: "Father, I saw those things, and I can remember some usages."

Looking at his son's movements, Song Zicheng felt inexplicably comfortable. Answering his question so intently, his slightly lowered head did not appear cowardly, but made him feel respected: "That's great, Dad is worried that you won't even I don’t know how to use my daily household appliances, and it will be difficult to manage after a period of school.”

Song Xiao's academic performance was too poor and he didn't get into high school, but fortunately the Song family was rich, so he could go to a private school with money. Shengmeng High School in the suburbs of City A is a well-known aristocratic school. The quality of teaching is no less than that of the best public high school in City A. However, because the tuition fees are too expensive, there are two kinds of students in it. The top students who are exempted from tuition and only pay for books and accommodation, and the second generation of poor students who have poor grades and need to pay high tuition fees.

Qiu Mingyan and Song Zheng, who were courteous and went to the kitchen to help serve meals, came out and saw Song Xiao sitting next to Song Zicheng, they couldn't help but look at each other.

Song Zheng walked up to Song Xiao with a bowl of soup, and said timidly, "Brother, your soup."

Song Xiao frowned slightly, raised his hand to catch the bowl of soup firmly: "Sit down and eat, this is not what you should do." The concubine is also the young lady of the family, how can she do what the servants do?

I wanted to rely on this to gain sympathy in front of my father, but I didn't expect Song Xiao to say such words, Song Zheng forgot the words for a moment.Song Zicheng smiled very relieved, his son is really sensible after he wakes up, and he knows how to love his sister.

Qiu Mingyan put down the dish in her hand, and said hastily: "Look, brother knows how much he loves his sister, please sit down quickly, and mother will just serve it."

When Qiu Mingyan brought the last dish, Song Xiao said: "Go down, you don't need to serve here." The family conditions are not good, and it is right for the concubine to serve tea and water, but he eats with his father, and the concubine It doesn't fit next to it.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Fish Pond: Empress, I learned a new skill in modern times

Xiaoxiao: What kind of horse?

Fish pond: pluck the feathers of the birds!

Xiaoxiao: What's the use of this?

Yutang: You can let me appear earlier (with a wicked smile)

Bird: QAQ