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06:30 When he was woken up by the alarm clock, Xu Zhile wanted to swear. He frowned and turned over, and suddenly put his hand on something soft and warm. Xu Zhile muttered, and a thought suddenly entered his head inside.

Wei Yang!

Make breakfast for Wei Yang!

Today is Wei Yang's first day officially under his control, and Xu Zhile specially set the alarm clock at 06:30 one day in advance, wanting to get up and make a loving breakfast for Xu Zhile, he yawned sleepily, turned over He fell asleep again.

In the end, the two of them were still chatting about the three delicacies together downstairs. Xu Zhile squatted down to help Wei Yang straighten his collar when he arrived at school, and said, "I'll pick you up after school."

Wei Yang's small chin sank into the folds of the collar of his school uniform, pressing against his white and tender flesh, and Xu Zhile reached out to help him.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Wei Yang thought about Xu Zhile's egg fried rice, and replied, "I can do both."

Anyway, when my mother asked me to follow this unreliable Uncle Xu, I just hoped that I could have something to eat and a bed to sleep in. Tang Lu also told Wei Yang in private that Xu Zhile had a lot of things to do recently. If you are busy, don't trouble him.

Xu Zhile really liked Wei Yang's obedient appearance, he reached out and rubbed Wei Yang's little head, and said:

"Then you wait here obediently for me this afternoon."

Wei Yang didn't like to be touched so intimately. His face was full of seriousness, he stepped back a little, and said, "I'm going to practice with the basketball team today."

Because Wei Yang is a newly transferred student, the school team had already started training when he told the teacher that he wanted to play basketball. Today is the first time Wei Yang has been training with the team. He is tall, and the coach said that he is more suitable to play as a center forward. But Wei Yang played very offensive forwards in school together. He has only played basketball for about a year, and he is considered a relatively talented person among his peers.

"okay."

Xu Zhile stood up and asked Wei Yang to walk into the school by himself.

Watching Wei Yang from afar disappear into a group of small and lovely people, Xu Zhile suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction in raising a son. If Wei Yang knew that he treated him as a son, he would probably be furious again.

If you raise Wei Yang, you have to go along with it.

Yan Wu's studio has been renovated, and Xu Zhile took down an entire floor. Later, the entire office building was bought by Yan Wu, and Mr. Xu, who came to work for the first time after his rebirth, almost took the elevator directly. On the top floor, fortunately no one noticed, Xu Zhile ran back downstairs again in desperation.

At the beginning, Yan Wu filmed some magazines and interviews. In the last two years, he found a small-cost web drama, and then signed some young trainees. All kinds of grotesque aesthetic developments in mass entertainment can now be easily provoked by scripts and photographs.

He has been really busy recently. He still remembers that Xu Zhile lived in the hospital several times when Yan Wu first started. Either he stayed up all night and broke his health, or he drank alcohol and got into the ambulance. When he was young, he had a lot of energy and resilience to fight. But now Xu Zhile lives in the body of the 27-year-old Mr. Xu who has a rich family. He not only has a 21-year-old body, but also a 27-year-old maturity and wisdom.

"Let him focus on this series of style photos first, and find a few more platforms to promote it..."

"This series of documentaries will continue to be filmed. When the time comes, I will go with the production team. This series will be very popular."

"Go and contact this model and ask him if he would like to sign a long-term cooperation contract with us."

After Xu Zhile arranged the matter, he typed up a detailed job guide. The people he recruited were all graduates of the same class with little experience. Many of them were board members of Yan Wu later, and they were exposed when they first entered the industry. Many problems brought a lot of unnecessary trouble to me, so Xu Zhile helped them avoid them in advance.

"Then will it be held in your office next afternoon?"

Xu Zhile glanced at the time, picked up the clothes hanging on the stool, and said, "There will be no meeting later, if you have anything to do, tell me at work tomorrow."

"I'm going to school to pick up the kids." It was very obvious that Mr. Xu's voice was still a little smug and complacent, and the widowed employee who had just received the task scratched his head: Mr. Xu has a child?

When Xu Zhile arrived at the school gate, the bell rang for the last class of the fifth and sixth grades. He stood at the gate for a while, watching groups of little ones pass by him, and then tiptoed to take a look inside , I found that the school gate is not very far from the basketball court.

Xu Zhile turned his head and glanced at the grilled sausage stall that was gradually getting bustling, thinking that he would eat with Wei Yang after school, so he asked the guard for a question, and went into the school to find Wei Yang and watch him train .

Wei Yang was running around the playground to warm up, but when he got to the basketball court, he found Xu Zhile sitting on a stone bench and waving at him. Wei Yang turned his head away, deliberately not looking at Xu Zhile.

"Wei Yang!"

Sure enough it will be like this...

"Hey, Wei Yang, who is that, your brother?"

"No." Wei Yang speeded up, leaving the person who was talking to him behind.

Xu Zhile used to play basketball when he was studying, but he was stepped on and broke his wrist during a physical education class in high school, which caused him to drop a lot of review progress, and he rarely played basketball after that. The basketball school team has become so professional. They are basically tall little boys who practice dribbling, passing and throwing along the edge of the basketball court one by one. It seems that there is no need for junior high school students on the next basketball court. Played poorly.

Especially Wei Yang, when he dribbled the ball slightly, he lowered his center of gravity skillfully, waited until the layup step, he jumped up, threw the ball in a beautiful parabola, just rolled into the ball frame, and then retrieved the ball , Hold the basketball in one hand and line up back in the line, and line up repeatedly for layups.

The coach yelled faster and faster, and the frequency of layups became faster and faster. One after another, there was no chance for people to react. Wei Yang focused, and pushed the ball out when the previous person layup, and then flew to the basket. Run up and keep up.

Some of his long and broken hair flew away with the movement of running, revealing a complete childish face.

"It's amazing!"

Xu Zhile shouted loudly, and Wei Yang's hands trembled in fright. The ball flew out when he was laying up, and he let go before the layup.

Xu Zhile couldn't help laughing as soon as he made the child embarrassed. He met the child's fierce eyes with a smile, and then blew his right eye handsomely.

Wei Yang flicked his head, not looking at him.

Leaning on the stone bench in the elementary school to watch Wei Yang's basketball training, there was still a gentle wind blowing in the evening, the campus after school always had an inexplicable sense of comfort, Xu Zhile narrowed his eyes lightly, he leaned back slightly, his ears Next to it was the sound of the basketball hitting the concrete floor one after another, and the suppressed panting of the boys mixed in it.

When they seemed to have finished training, Xu Zhile went to the store to buy a bottle of water for Wei Yang, and bought a bottle of ice for himself as well. When he handed it to Wei Yang, the child still had a stinky face.

"I want to drink ice too."

"Sweating so much, I'll catch a cold later."

Wei Yang wiped the sweat off his chin with the back of his hand, and threw it on the floor next to him, leaving a string of water marks. He opened his mouth slightly, and his chest heaved with rapid breathing. It seemed that he was thirsty. Xu Zhile Touching his pocket, without any paper, he pursed his lips, and handed Wei Yang the half-drunk ice water in his hand.

"Take a sip."

Wei Yang took it, and raised his head to gurgling. Xu Zhile reached out to help him wipe off the warm sweat from his Adam's apple, and then asked Wei Yang to put on his coat fiercely, and led the sweaty child to dinner up.

"Your mother said that you are going to cut your hair, and I will take you there later."

Wei Yang concentrated on eating what was in his hand and did not speak.

Xu Zhile has gotten used to the impoliteness of the kid who doesn't like to talk after being with him for a few days, so she arranges the next schedule by herself.

"After cutting your hair, I'll take you to buy clothes."

Wei Yang: "I don't want to go."

Xu Zhile: "What are you doing? I'll buy you new clothes."

Wei Yang: "I have clothes to wear."

Xu Zhile: "Then buy a few ball uniforms, wear them for playing basketball, they're very handsome."

Wei Yang: "..."

After a while.

With his head stuck in the bowl, he said an extremely reluctant "Okay".