After marrying a vegetative boss

I was notified by the program group that a program will be prepared before six o'clock tonight.

Feng Zhuojun and Feng Pan had the same Sichuan expression on their faces.

He frowned tightly, as if he had encountered a problem that was difficult to solve.

Ping An An because the sky has fallen and there are father and brother on top, it can be shown that it is a lot calmer.

Although they all have IQs that are unmatched by ordinary people, God has opened many doors and windows for you, and there are always closed doors.

The four of them can be said to know nothing about acting.

Feng Pan looked at Feng Zhuojun: "Father, can you perform any talents?"

Feng Zhuojun pursed his lips.

"Does the blueprint count?"

Feng Pan had already imagined Feng Zhuojun standing on the stage and showing the drawing design concept to the guests who came at night.

The picture was too terrifying, and he didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

But what about Feng Pan himself?

He perfectly inherited Feng Zhuojun's strengths and weaknesses.

There are music classes in the kindergarten. Every time there is a music class, every child is required to stand up and sing a nursery rhyme.

Before Feng Pan sang in music class, he had always been the little boy god in the class, and the little girls liked to be at the same table with Feng Pan and play together.

He is like the little prince in a fairy tale, he has no flaws.

Until a music lesson...

Feng Pan was called to sing, it was just a simple nursery rhyme, but Feng Pan sang the feeling of the sky falling and the earth falling with his milky voice.The picture is very tragic.The effect is very shocking.

Since then, the face-saving Feng Pan never sang again.

Pingping and An'an don't even know anything, they are just one and a half year old children.

At their wit's end, the four had no choice but to seek help from Lu Mianchuan.

Lu Mianchuan saw that Feng Zhuojun actually begged him on his head in his lifetime, and his expression was more and more frightened.

Pretending to show a little arrogant expression.

The corners of the mouth almost turned up to the sky: "You are asking the right person, I am best at acting."

Feng Zhuojun had a serious face, and looked at Lu Mianchuan with some impatience to get excited.

He said coldly, "Get to the point."

Lu Mianchuan pouted: "It's the first time I've seen begging for help so fiercely."

However, Feng Zhuojun was unmoved and there were four large characters written on his cold face, that's how I am.

"Since you can't sing or dance, why not put on a stand-up show."

Feng Zhuojun rolled his eyelids: "What is a talk show?"

"It's similar to Tucao. You know there is a variety show called Tucao Awards."

Feng Zhuojun was expressionless: "I don't know."

Lu Mianchuan choked for a moment, but when he thought that this person was Feng Zhuojun, he accepted it.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you haven't seen it. Simply put, it's about complaining to each other. You can complain about someone you want to complain about. Then you can also let the babies. Make complaints about each other, or complain about yourself or others."

Four pairs of eyes stared at Lu Mianchuan, intently.

Finally Lu Mianchuan asked: "So do you understand?"

Feng Zhuojun asked: "What is a complaint? Lu Mianchuan, fainted.

In the evening, the mansion welcomed today's guests.

When Baiyao appeared at the door dragging the suitcase, Feng Zhuojun's eyes widened.

It turned out that the guests were the baby's mothers.

While the other fathers were still in a daze, Feng Zhuojun had already run over and hugged Baiyao in his arms.

It was windy outside, and Baiyao was blown into a cold air.

He only wore a thin coat.His arms and face were freezing cold.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was wrapped in Feng Zhuojun's arms, and the heat flowed from him continuously.

It's like being rolled up in a warm blanket.

Feng Zhuojun's face was on Baiyao's shoulder, and his voice was like a dog soaked by rain.

"Honey, I miss you."

"Miss you."

"I miss you so much."

The three children looked at their father who abandoned them for a second, and couldn't help but think deeply, weren't they really picked up?And hearing his father's tone, no matter how he heard it, there was a hint of complaint, as if they had bullied him.

Other families are also happy and harmonious.

Only Lu Mianchuan was stunned the moment he saw Song Lang.

And Song Lang was dressed in a decent suit, with an unpredictable expression of knowing everything in his eyes.

Guigui looked at Lu Mianchuan rationally, and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, I'm Man Le's uncle, Song Lang."

Lu Mianchuan clenched his fists.

Logically speaking, he should show a very excited look at this moment and shake hands politely with Song Lang.

But he can't act.

He now only has a feeling of being calculated.

I thought I was chic and comfortable enough, but I was still step by step in other people's plans and couldn't escape.

Make fun of him like a fool.

He dodged Song Lang's hand and walked towards Baiyao without him.

Song Lang looked at his empty hand, made a fist and drew it back.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mianchuan would really not give him face under the camera.

This stimulated Song Lang even more.

Lu Mianchuan is really getting more and more interesting.

He laughed at himself, he never imagined that a dog that used to lie obediently beside him has now become a prey that cannot be hunted by all means.I thought Lu Mianchuan was playing hard to get, but is there anyone who is playing hard to get with his own career?

What's more, after so long, it should be captured.

In the evening, the four groups of guests will perform separately.

The order of performances will be drawn by lot.

Feng Zhuojun originally wanted to be ashamed and finish the job early, but he did not expect to draw a four, which was the finale.

The first few groups of families also performed routinely, sang and danced.

Because they are all mixed in this circle, of course a show is made by hand.

Finally, it was Feng Zhuojun's turn and the three babies.

Baiyao is also very curious about what her husband and children will perform.

Because he hadn't seen Feng Zhuojun perform anything yet.

Finally, Feng Zhuojun came to the stage and said in a deep voice.

"We are not professionals, and we don't know how to perform any programs. Someone suggested that we perform a stand-up show."

"In fact, I don't really know what a talk show is, but I heard that it is to say what I want to say."

"I want to say that my life has been full of ups and downs. I have been brilliant and have fallen to the bottom. But I am very grateful for all these experiences, and let God send my wife to me."

"At the same time, it also brought me three excellent children. I will definitely train them well and strive to inherit the company as soon as possible, so that I can retire before the age of 40 and take my wife to travel around the world."

It can be said that Feng Zhuojun's talk show is not a talk show.

But considering his character of cherishing words like gold, it is not easy to be able to say so much.

But the point is, the talk show is for you to complain, not for you to show your affection at public expense!

After Feng Zhuojun finished speaking, he went down and sat next to Baiyao.

The three babies came on stage together.

Feng Pan said: "In fact, I have never understood why Dad can be so double-standard.

When he was living a two-person world with his father, I went to join him, and he said that I was a light bulb.

But when I was playing with my dad, and my dad suddenly joined, it can be said that it is to promote family affection. "

Ping Ping said: "Dad has always been a very observant person. He can find even a single strand of daddy's hair, but even now sometimes he calls An An to me."

An An said: "When I was one year old, I always thought that we were sleepwalking at night, because we obviously slept in the middle of Dad and Dad the night before, but we always appeared in the children's bed inexplicably the next morning."

Bai Yao listened to the three treasures ruthlessly speaking ill of Feng Zhuojun on the stage, and couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.

It can be seen that after just two days of getting along, the relationship between the babies and Feng Zhuojun is still one step closer.

At least now you can start teasing.

At night, the mothers rest in the room with the fathers.

Lu Mianchuan came out of the shower and found Song Lang sitting on the bed in the room.

Lu Mianchuan asked coldly while wiping her hair, "What are you doing here?"

Song Lang sat on the clothes and waved to Mang Le.

Mang Lemei ran towards Song Lang.

Song Lang said: "Other guests have entered the baby's room, of course I want to live with you too."

Lu Mianchuan didn't bother to talk to Song Lang.

Song Lang has a mouth that has no limit at all, and he only argues with him when he is sick.

"Then you stay here, I'll go out."

Song Lang stood up from the bed and stopped Lu Mianchuan.

"Is that why you hate seeing me so much?"

The camera in the room was already turned off by Song Lang, so Lu Mianchuan didn't have to worry about saying something he shouldn't.

Lu Mianchuan said: "Doctor Song may not have a bad memory. It was you who told me never to appear in front of you again."

Song Lang lowered his eyes and looked into Lu Mianchuan's eyes.

"What if I say, I regret it?"

Lu Mianchuan approached Song Lang step by step.

Mang Le was still there, he couldn't say something too explicit in front of the child, so he stood on tiptoe and whispered in Song Lang's ear: "Doctor Song regrets throwing away a toy that can satisfy you in any position. Yet?"

Song Lang grabbed Lu Mianchuan's arm.

"Not a toy."

Lu Mianchuan smiled sarcastically: "Then you marry me."

Song Lang didn't make a sound.

"Dr. Song's hypocrisy, he must not have moved himself. If you don't get married, you're still playing a fart. Get lost."

The other side.

Because Feng Zhuojun is the owner of the villa, his room is the master bedroom.

The double bed he usually lives in is very soft and big, and he doesn't feel crowded when he sleeps on the bed with his three children.

But today there is more Baiyao...

Feng Zhuojun said to Pingping and An'an: "Your brother Panpan has learned to sleep by himself since he was a child. You two should sleep alone now."

The two babies blinked their big innocent eyes.

Is it so sudden?

"But after all, the situation is different. Dad can't be too cruel to you. Let brother sleep with you two tonight."

"The room next door has been packed, you can move there now."

Feng Pan, who grew up amidst Feng Zhuojun's jealousy, was already familiar with these routines of Feng Zhuojun's.

Reluctantly said: "If you want to be alone with Daddy, just say so."

Then he said to Pingping and An'an: "Daddy wants to monopolize daddy today. Dad likes to be a rascal, we can't grab him, brother will accompany you tonight

sleep. "

As soon as the children left, Feng Zhuojun locked the door behind him.

Looking at Bai Yao on the bed.

"Honey, let's have a younger sister..."