Beautiful strong and miserable boy group

The sky in Hengtian was very blue, and the bus was driving on the country road, which relieved the mood of the few people who had been exhausted all the way.

Ruan Mengxi opened the car window and poked out half of his head, as if he was surrounded by nature. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and hummed a little tune comfortably.

Bi Sheng also felt a lot more relaxed. Looking at Tan Xiaowu, who was too quiet with his eyes closed, he asked, "Why are you not energetic at all when you get home soon? It's so beautiful here, and you don't want to see more?"

Tan Xiaowu acted like you have never seen the world, "I grew up on this land since I was a child, what's so beautiful..."

"I'm afraid some people are still making up nonsense. Didn't they worry that their family members would know what they were doing before? Now it will be exposed soon. Isn't it timid to be close to the country?" tone of voice.

"That's right, brother, didn't you say you can't let your mother know?" Ruan Mengxi retracted her head and joined the group chat with concern.

"Yeah... Aren't I going to tell her that I will bring my classmates back to play with me during the holiday? Who knew the company would engage in such a big battle..." Tan Xiaowu looked at the whole package of the bus and the dozen or so photographers on the opposite side, wanting to cry no tears.

He thought that the shooting was the kind of casual shooting with a camera. Who knew that this small group of them had become like this, and the company even hired a professional team at a high price, as if they really wanted to come back to shoot his hometown.

The ghost knows that he said it casually at the time.

"Then what should we do now?" Bi Sheng was a little uneasy, as if he was afraid of causing trouble to others all the time.

"It's okay. I'll make it up first. If it doesn't work, I'll cheat. If you cheat, you're just being frank and lenient. With so many of you here, my mother won't be chasing me around the yard with a broom like when I was a child, right?" Tan Xiaowu shrugged. , with a look of resignation, a wry smile.

After a while, he couldn't laugh, and asked himself again.

"No way?"

Facts have proved that Tan Xiaowu's childhood experience is not fabricated.

After they arrived, Mother Tan, after opening the door in shock, leading people in politely, and pouring water enthusiastically, went outside the yard with the teapot in one hand and Tan Xiaowu's ear in the other.

Even if the door is closed, everyone in the room can still hear the sound of chickens and dogs jumping outside.

"You little bastard, tell the truth! Is it really your classmate?"

"It's really my classmate! The photography department of our school wants to shoot a graduation work, so he came to our place to shoot the scene." Tan Xiaowu implemented the first set of strategic "editing".

He pointed to the room and said, "No, the one with the best looks inside is our school's school grass. I sent you the leaderboard back then, do you remember?"

Mother Tan turned her head to look at Shen Shushi in doubt, as if she looked familiar.

"No! Does your school need so many professionals to carry this to shoot graduation works? Don't think I don't know, those guys are very expensive, even more expensive than a few acres of watermelon fields in our field!"

"That... That's because, um, it seems that the youngest is our teacher's son, and the family is rich, so he invited these people here." Tan Xiaowu rolled his eyes and arranged for all the brothers. The role is mentioned, and it is said that it has a good appearance, and Mama Tan really bluffed.

"Then didn't you say you were admitted to the National Ballet Theater? Is your theater on holiday?" Mother Tan was still worried.

"Yes, it's a holiday! I'll come back and stay for about ten days before leaving." Tan Xiaowu rubbed his pinched red earlobe, bent over and leaned in front of his mother, and said with a playful smile, "Mom, all my classmates are here, can you Save some face for me, don't keep tearing my ears like this,"

"Is your face worth a watermelon? Why do you want that thing?" Tan's mother gave him a sideways glance, "Give your classmate a good greeting. I'll go to the field and tell your dad that we will have a meal together at noon."

This is the first pass, and Tan Xiaowu also heaved a sigh of relief, straightened his back, and walked into his house shaking his head.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw three heads looking at him in unison, and a dozen or so black cameras turned around together, and he stopped in fright.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He touched his face subconsciously, "My handsome face was swollen by my mother?"

"No, my mother tore off my ear just now, she didn't slap my face." He overturned his guess again.

"Didn't you say that your family is poor?"

"If you can't get into the National Ballet Theater, you have to go home and farm?"

"Ok?"

The three asked questions at the same time.

They are sitting on a spacious Chinese-style rural-style wooden sofa at the moment, looking at the decorations in the room and the four-story small bungalow they are in, with a large yard of tens of square meters outside, and they can't tell the house Looks half poor.

"When did I say that my family is poor?" Tan Xiaowu looked puzzled, and went up to pour himself a glass of water with a purple sand pot.

"What's the matter with that kind of land?" Ruan Mengxi recalled that Tan Xiaowu had never cried poorly, but he had talked about farming more than once.

"It's the truth. Our family contracted a greenhouse to grow watermelons, probably only a few hundred acres of land. My mother hired a lot of people from ten miles and eight villages to work. Didn't I have been targeted by her for a free labor force? It's gone." Tan Xiaowu introduced his family's situation without any "Versailles".

I thought he was a poor little boy from a poor family, but he didn't expect to be the stupid son of a landlord with hundreds of acres of land?

In fact, Shen Shushi vaguely guessed that although Tan Xiaowu usually looked stingy, he was not at all timid when he saw precious things. On the contrary, it was Bi Sheng who often spoke and acted with a little caution.

"Okay, okay, my mother's test has been passed. I said that you are my classmates, and you are here to shoot the graduation work. These people are all invited by you, Master Ruan. For this movie, Lao Shen is the male lead." , Bi Sheng is the male second, I am the director, and Ruan Ruan is the producer, you all remember your roles, and then don’t talk about it.” Tan Xiaowu had enough rest, and immediately asked again.

Ruan Mengxi was still in the fog, and Bi Sheng even had an expression of "did I miss something?".

It was Shen Shushi who was the first to get acquainted with Tan Xiaowu's routine, "I think you can work as a screenwriter part-time. For this first episode of the variety show, you have written Taipei well, and we will act accordingly."

Ruan Mengxi digested it for a while, and tried to keep up with the jumping thinking, "So we only have two male actors in this play, what are we going to do?"

Bi Sheng was quite shocked that he actually took the role of the male second in the play, and then asked, "How should I act? I have never acted before?"

"Oh, why are you so serious, aren't you stupid! I'm just pretending! Could it be that my mother still wants to watch our play?" Tan Xiaowu looked resentful, but he hesitated halfway through the speech up.

Looking at the three people with serious expressions on the opposite side, he completed the second half of the sentence himself, "No way?"

As it turns out, Mama Tan will!

So when it was time to eat at noon, Tan Xiaowu couldn't eat any food, and maintained a forced smile, "Mom, don't look at the things we filmed...you can't understand..."

"Who said your mother can't understand! Your mother is trendy, she is the person in our village who knows the gossip best on the Internet, just two days ago, your mother saw a person who looks like you on the Internet. "Papa Tan is a person who laughs at everyone, and he is quite proud of his wife in his words.

Of course, as soon as these few words were said, the family status of the family was immediately exposed.

Tan Ma was first, Rhubarb was second, Tan Pa was third, and Tan Xiaowu was fourth.

By the way, Rhubarb is a big yellow dog raised by the Tan family in the yard. Right now, it is squatting by the table with a big belly and gnawing bones with a big pot. A typical person is not as good as a dog at the scene.

Ruan Mengxi couldn't help but suspect that when the litter of cubs in Rhubarb's belly came down, there might be some changes in the family status of the Tan family.

"Hey, the last time the boy was also surnamed Tan, I just took a look at that time, if you hadn't answered the phone when I called you, I really thought my son was on TV." Mother Tan recalled, Also as big news.

Bi Sheng on the side understood it this time.

When they were on "Star Story" that time, they were really watched by Tan's mother, but Tan's mother didn't know that the TV programs were all recorded, so she called on the spot and was deceived by Tan Xiaowu.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but bury his face in the rice bowl, and wondered if Mama Tan found out that the four of them were all there when they were on the show.

"What's the date of that show, old Tan, go and turn on the TV, I'll tune it." Tan's mother said more and more vigorously, "That guy looks like our Xiaowu, but he looks better than Xiaowu. Wu is better looking, I think he is a bit dark when he comes back this time, otherwise he might be able to become a star on TV."

Tan Xiaowu grabbed the father who was "obedient" and was going to get the remote control, complaining from the bottom of his heart, you are really a real mother, you can't recognize your son with makeup on?

"Don't bother, there are so many people eating together." Tan Xiaowu has always been quick to use other people as a shield.

"By the way, those big brothers really don't need to eat? Are they filming now?" Mother Tan was still worrying about holding her job, and turned her head to look at the camera who had been shooting with a camera, and she was almost wearing an invisibility cloak from the beginning to the end. Camera dude.

Tan Xiaowu just made up his mouth, and couldn't utter a single word, "They didn't shoot it. These machines are expensive. No one will watch them. If they break our watermelon patch, we won't be able to pay for it."

Tan's mother actually believed it. Looking at the big brothers' eyes full of admiration, she said with emotion, "They are also working hard. Now the people who do this are more tired than those who grow watermelons in our fields."

Brother Camera: Impressed!But can't move!

"They will eat later, so don't ask, someone will take care of the food." Tan Xiaowu picked up chopsticks and spare ribs for his mother.

Ruan Mengxi smiled from the side, "Auntie, you can eat, we just want to borrow the kitchen for filming later, and I will prepare meals for these big brothers."

"Hey, good. Ruanruan, right? How old are you this year? What does your father teach? Does being a teacher make you so much money now?" Tan's mother was indeed drawn back, but she quickly focused her attention on Ruan Mengxi. .

Ruan Mengxi immediately raised her head and exchanged glances with Tan Xiaowu, the eyes said, which part of the plot is this?I tell the truth or what to do?

Tan Xiaowu gnawed on the ribs, his mouth was dripping with oil, and his eyes were firm, which probably meant—it's okay, you can say whatever you want, and I can make it back for you!

Ruan Mengxi looked at Shang Tan's mother's gossiping eyes, showing an embarrassed but polite smile, "I, I'm seventeen or eighteen this year, and my dad teaches Chinese."

He automatically skipped the third question.

Tan Xiaowu praised in his heart that a child can be taught, and nodded while gnawing on the bone. He accidentally used too much force, the chopsticks missed it, and the bone flew out and landed next to the rhubarb pot.

The rhubarb head that was gnawing on the bone didn't even lift it, and its claws immediately pulled the bone with half a piece of meat in front of him.

"What are you doing! Are you eating or not!" Mother Tan's face-changing is also a must.

Shen Shushi on the side served a bowl of soup for his younger brother, and couldn't help complaining in his heart. Sure enough, Tan Xiaowu's talkativeness has a family connection. Looking at Tan's mother's posture, he guessed that his younger brother would be questioned to the bottom later, or Drink some soup to moisten your throat first.

Tan Xiaowu simply put down his chopsticks and grabbed them with his hands instead.

Tan's mother glanced at her son who was not living up to expectations, then turned her head and continued to look at Ruan Mengxi with concern, "Oh, are Seventeen and Eight still in high school? Sophomore or senior?"

"Second year in high school." Ruan Mengxi could never refuse the elders' concern, so she answered obediently.

"Second year of high school is good, linking the past and the next, this will be the third year of high school right away? You have to work hard to get into a good university!" Tan's mother put another big bone in for the child, "There is bone marrow in it, eat more, it will nourish the brain." .”

Although she didn't know how she came to the conclusion that "the second year of high school is good", and the brain-enhancing bones came from the same place as the rhubarb basin, Ruan Mengxi just nodded and didn't speak.

In getting along with the main dancer, he found out a truth, to deal with this kind of talkativeness, he can pick up whatever you say, so the best way is to keep silent.

In this way, the opponent... will shift the target.

"Young man, you are also from Beijing University, right? I heard from Xiaowu from our family that you are still a school grassroots. Usually, many girls chase after you, right?" Sure enough, Mother Tan's next target shifted to Shen Shushi who had been silent all along. .