The real young master was forced to debut [entertainment circle]

The familiar smell of blue wind chimes rushed into the nostrils, feeling the strong oppression, Li Shuyin's heart trembled in vain, and he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shang Jingxing, full of impatience.

"This look? I invited you to dinner early in the morning, and you treat me like this." Shang Jingxing felt a pain in his heart, and took out a hand to cover his heart.

Li Shuyin: ... Is the actor reincarnated? !

"Dad is hurt and needs a hug to comfort him." He opened his arms and looked like a rascal. Li Shuyin wanted to kick him to death, but he endured it and slowly uttered the word "scroll".

"You said dirty words to me? You never said dirty words when you were a child. The cutie is suffering." He hugged Li Shuyin's head and stuffed it into his arms, feeling the burning heat and suffocating smell in his chest. faint.

Li Shuyin: I'm going to die!

"You scare people." Shang Yan rubbed his messy hair and came out from behind Shang Jingxing, never expecting his father to look like this in front of his brother.

Your son is already 20 years old, not the eight-year-old boy he was back then.

Please be normal, hello!

It's easy to be regarded as crazy, okay?

"Is there?" Shang Jingxing turned around in doubt, Shang Yan looked at his innocent expression and nodded sincerely, "Yes!"

Li Shuyin managed to have some breathing space, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he took the opportunity to get out humiliatingly from under his elbow.

At this moment, Shang Jingxing snapped his fingers, and with a "snap", the bodyguard in black came out from nowhere and blocked the door.

Twenty or thirty bodyguards, from clothes and figures to heights, including the expressions on their faces, looked like they were copied and pasted.A group of people crowded at the door in a dense manner, with the arrogance of a gangster boy.

The most important thing is that everyone still holds a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the black hole is aimed at his head.

Li Shuyin: ...Good guy, really good guy.

Just as he was hesitating for a moment, a voice almost pierced his eardrums: "Master, please sit down and have dinner."

Shang Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and he rushed to the front of Li Shuyin, blocked him with his body, and begged for mercy: "It's not... just a meal, don't be so scary."

Sweat dripped down his forehead, and he was shaking all over.

His father hadn't taken any medicine recently, and he was really worried that he would do some radical and stupid things if he made him anxious.

"Why don't you give in and have a meal with him?" He unconsciously moved his head to the side to discuss with Li Shuyin.

Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, Li Shuyin raised her eyebrows: I still have a choice in this situation?

He swept across Shang Jingxing's face, and the person involved in the accident smirked shamelessly: "Put your things away, civilized society, you scared my little one."

After speaking, he snatched a gun from the bodyguard and twirled it in the palm of his hand: "Let's go, sit over there."

Li Shuyin: "..."

Let's put down the gun and we can still talk.

Under the coercion and temptation, Li Shuyin went to one of the dining tables and sat down expressionlessly: "What do you want to do?"

Those deep eyes were filled with coldness, and this gaze made Shang Jingxing feel a bit of bitterness in his heart. He smiled and moved the gun away, and pulled the trigger.

Shang Yan was nervous, Li Shuyin also held his breath, clasped the tabletop, ready to get out of the way at any time.

There was only a "pop", and a string of flames appeared from the muzzle of the gun.

Shang Yan: ...

Li Shuyin: ...

Do you think you are very humorous?

"Is the trust between people already so low?"

"Why would I point a gun at you? What bad thoughts can Dad have? I just want to have a meal with Zai Zai." He smiled bitterly and handed the gun to Li Shuyin, then sat down and took the food box Uncovering the layers, I took out the breakfast inside one by one by myself.

Soy milk, steamed dumplings, matsutake porridge, sandwiches, West toast, Hong Kong-style breakfast pastry with red sausage, small wontons in vegetable soup, Cantonese shrimp dumplings... everything is available, each portion is very small, but the variety is rich.

He scooped up a bowl of porridge, blew it and handed it to Li Shuyin: "I don't plan to do anything, you don't have to be so afraid of me, I just want to release the father's love that has been accumulated for more than ten years."

Li Shuyin: ...This kind of paternal love, I can't afford it.

Shang Yan: ...Showing is still your show.

"Try it, red dates, purple rice and matsutake porridge stewed for two hours," Li Shuyin handed the ceramic bowl in front of him, and Li Shuyin pushed the bowl back expressionlessly, "Don't eat what strangers give you.

Shang Jingxing leaned against the side of the bowl and sent the bowl back: "It's the second time we met, we're not strangers, let's eat, I made it myself."

Li Shuyin pushed back again, and Shang Jingxing suddenly pressed his hand, and clasped it tightly together with the bowl: "Do you want me to feed you because of your temper?"

Li Shuyin: "..."

Shang Yan was stunned for half a second, and kept giving Shang Jing winks. It's not good to be so rude, and he could easily be beaten.

Silence flowed between the two, Li Shuyin moved his hands to withdraw his hand, but Shang Jingxing's hand firmly covered the back of his hand and pressed him tightly.

I'm done with this man.

"Let go, how can I eat if you don't let go?"

Shang Jingxing let go of his hand with a grin, Li Shuyin felt insulted every time he ate a spoonful of porridge.

Ah... so useless.

Actually succumbed to the despotic power.

"Try this shrimp dumpling, it's light, add more protein, you're too thin." After Shang Jingxing finished speaking, he put another dumpling in his bowl, and Shang Yan watched with his arms propped up, drooling and stomach growling Goo straight.

"Seafood allergy." After speaking, he pushed the shrimp dumpling in front of Shang Yan.

"Then try Sitos."

"Too greasy."

"Teriyaki Rice Balls."

"Carb explosion."

"milk."

"Lactose intolerance."

"Soy milk."

"The smell is too strong."

"Steamed Vermicelli Roll."

"Slippery like snot."

"Yogurt muffins."

"Too sweet."

"Vegetable Sandwich."

"There are tomatoes, sour."

"..." Shang Yan was dumbfounded when he saw more and more breakfasts in front of him. This was too much to choose, and he had to bow down.

So did his father, who hadn't lost his temper yet.

Shang Jingxing raised his lips and the corners of his mouth were full of bitterness. Wherever he was picky, he just wanted to force him to leave.

Obviously these are the things he used to like to eat.

"I don't want to accompany you two if I have to go to training," Li Shuyin stood up suddenly, Shang Yan looked at the things on the table, and quickly stopped him, "You don't want to eat? Give me all these? You did it. He didn't sleep all night yesterday, and he worked for a long time to finish it."

Li Shuyin paused, pursed his lips, his nose felt sour for no reason, but he waved his hand away: "No one forced him to do this."

He went out with his back stiffened, afraid that he would see Shang Jingxing's disappointed expression if he stayed a second longer.

"What do you want for lunch? Dad will bring it to you." The voice sounded behind him again.

Li Shuyin paused for half a second and declined in a deep voice: "Don't bother, there is food in the cafeteria, I don't want to be special."

He turned around and left without hesitation, Shang Jingxing sat down slumped after hearing his words, as if all the strength in his body had been drained: "He must be blaming me, he never called me dad in all these years. "

"Let me tell you, will it make you feel better?" Shang Yan patted his shoulder and pouted at him.

Shang Jingxing glanced at him, and lamented as if disgusted: "Forget it."

Shang Yan clutched his chest distressedly: ... I never suffered such a serious injury in the war in Syria.

The grade evaluation on the primary stage started at nine o'clock, and a group of tutors arrived early before eight o'clock and walked around to see the practice situation of each class.

24 hours of dancing and reciting songs, not everyone can bear it.

Some of the trainees said that they have three or four years of practice experience. It seems that the time is quite long, but it is like someone who has studied mathematics for nine years and still fails, and someone who has studied English for six years is still passing. Just like wandering on the edge, three or four years of practice time is nothing at all, and it can even be said that it is not even an entry.

Everyone seems to be working hard, but the results are not satisfactory.

There are always only two kinds of people who can stand at the top, one is talented players, such as Li Shuyin, Song Zimo, Ling Jinbai and others; the other is extremely hardworking players, such as Qi Dongdong and Siran.

In the practice room, the theme song dance recorded by Shang Yan was played over and over again. The familiar voice penetrated into the bone marrow, and Li Shuyin felt scared when he heard it.

He closed his eyes, listening to the music, he could see which dance moves Shang Yan made.Repeated over and over again, a lot of training is a kind of torture for him.

He knew that his attitude towards Shang Jingxing in the morning was too bad, but he just didn't know why, he just felt that all the compensations he made were ironic.

He also doesn't know why he has become like this. He always refuses other people's kindness indifferently. He feels that others have something to do with him, or he can't bear it.

Awkward and embarrassing, he prefers equal exchange and doesn't want to owe anyone.

At [-]:[-] the broadcast sounded again, and everyone gathered in the gymnasium to evaluate the theme song.

A group of people, excited or apprehensive, crowded into the gymnasium one by one.

"Ah, I'm so nervous, I feel like I forgot my words." Qi Dongdong grabbed Song Zimo's clothes tightly, and Song Zimo held his hand to comfort him, "It's okay, take it easy, you dance well, don't worry."

"But I'm afraid that if I forget the words, I'll forget the dance moves."

Jin Junjie also came over, nervously holding Song Zimo's hand: "Me too, I feel like my mind is blank now."

"It's none of my business if your brain is blank? Get out! Who is to blame for catching fish when you are practicing?" Song Zimo pushed the person away.

Gong Gaoyi was also a little nervous, looking around, he looked at the eight chairs arranged by the jury and bumped into Jin Yu who was beside him and asked, "Why are there eight chairs? Isn't there only six mentors?"

"Isn't Shang Yan human? You forgot that Shang Yan has changed from a student to a mentor." Xiang Xu glanced at the stage and smiled.

"Where did the other chair come from?"

Jin Yu smiled and guessed, "Maybe it's the new mentor's?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. While talking, the door opened and the mentors walked in one by one.

Gong Gaoyi counted them one by one, and when the last tall figure came in, his expression was obviously unnatural: "No way..."

Not far away, Shang Jing was walking at the end of the crowd, and when he saw Li Shuyin, he waved happily: "Cub, come on!"

Li Shuyin slapped her forehead helplessly, just wanting to find a hole in the ground to get in.

The author has something to say:

Brother Yin: I don't know this person.

Father Shang: It’s okay, let’s get to know each other again.

Shang Dae is a crazy critic, and it is a normal reaction to show off.

感谢在2021-07-1207:39:53~2021-07-1322:36:26期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of ruthless;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!