It turns out that I am a heartthrob who came out of the comics.

It was not yet noon when the plane arrived. Sinan was woken up by the sound of gliding before landing. He lifted his blindfold, and the sunlight that came in was so dazzling that it didn't belong to winter. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover it. He Shen, who was sitting next to him, Jian blocked the window with the tablet in his hand, and the thin light shone on He Shenjian through the gap, making him look as gentle as milk with grapefruit diced.

"Are you awake?" He Shenjian said.

Sinan nodded: "Yeah, I feel like I fall asleep very easily every time I'm on the plane." He joked, "Otherwise, when you have insomnia, let's arrange the room like an airplane cabin."

Seeing that He Shen turned his body sideways to block the light, he smiled and said, "Okay, go back and make one." Then he waited for the stewardess to announce with a sweet voice that they could leave the plane before moving away.

After coming out of the passage, Yaoyao saw someone waving a sign with portraits of five people at the exit. Sinan was a little surprised: "Can anyone find out about such a temporary itinerary?"

Ace, who was walking behind a few people, stepped forward and saw the face of the person holding the sign, and shouted: "Dad, Mom!"

"Parents?" Sinan repeated in surprise.

There are different opinions about Ace’s family background. Some say the three generations of the red, some say the three generations of the rich, some say that the ancestors were inlaid with yellow flags, and some say that the blood of the European royal family is mixed. In short, in all the theories, Ace’s family is the third generation of Mrs. Configuration of servants.

But who are the two lively elders waving signs and calling their names in the distance?

Ace nodded shyly beside him: "It's fine if you call it that."

Simon: "..."

Mo Tingbai walked past him and kicked his suitcase: "The person has already been delivered, otherwise you can go back."

Ace stuck out his tongue mischievously and "hummed", dragging two suitcases and continuing to run forward.

When I got closer, I realized that Ace's parents were much younger and kinder than they looked from a distance. As soon as they met, they called each other's name one by one, and asked the people who followed behind to carry their luggage into the car, and then The five of them took another extended Lincoln.

We talked happily along the way, and when we were about to get out of the car, Ai's mother said embarrassedly: "Ace didn't say in advance, you must forgive me for not preparing in time."

As a result, after driving into the gate, there were standing signs of five people standing in a circle next to the fountain that was closed in winter in the yard. Sinan had every reason to suspect that if they informed them of their arrival a little earlier, these standing signs would be replaced with sculptures. maybe.

Even if you are mentally prepared, it is hard not to be surprised after seeing the whole picture of Ace's house.

This house is a single house that is not adjacent to any other houses. From the reverse side of the yard, you can see a four-story castle-like villa surrounded by gardens on both sides. Behind the villa is the backyard of the swimming pool, not far from the villa. There is also a farm in the area, which is also privately owned by the Ace family.

Every year, there are speculations about the overall appearance of Ace's family on the Internet, but no one dares to guess like this.

After entering the house, Ai's mother and Ai's father took them to see the rooms where several people will live in next. Except for Ace, they were all on the first floor, and Ace yelled that he would also move down.

"Didn't I tell you guys to clean up a room with them?" Ace said coquettishly.

Ai's mother patted the back of his head, feigned anger and said: "I have a good room to sleep in, why do I have to clean up for you alone. Isn't it a waste of our preparation time."

Ace Buyi: "No, no, I will live with them on the first floor, why should I sleep upstairs alone."

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled narrowly: "Otherwise, Sinan and I will sleep in the same room, so that we don't have to clean up the room alone."

Before Mama Ai and Sinan spoke, Mo Tingbai walked up to Ace's shoulder and smiled at him, "Otherwise you'll sleep in my room."

Ace was startled by this smile, he squatted down and slipped out from under Mo Tingbai's arms, moved his nose and hummed: "I don't want to sleep with you, your cleanliness will definitely let me I lay the floor."

Ace's mother smiled: "I'm relieved to see that you have such a good relationship, that's okay, I'll let Xiaoling clean up another room, is that okay?"

Ace reluctantly agreed, and at this time Xiaoling came up to say that the meal was ready, and they went downstairs.

Seven people were seated, and the long table was fully surrounded. Ace’s mother said: "Eat whatever you want, just treat it as your own home. I originally wanted to cook for you, but I didn't have time to pick you up . If there is anything you don’t like, you must say it.”

Ace mercilessly demolished the situation: "Mom, don't say these things, okay, I told them that your cooking is super, super bad."

Ace's mother almost threw the chopsticks at Ace's head across the dinner table: "You talk too much."

"I'm telling the truth. Right, Dad?" Ace shrank his neck instinctively, and it was obvious from his movements that if there were not a few people here, the chopsticks would have been thrown out.

Ace looked to Papa Ai for help, Papa Ai quickly lowered his head and took two mouthfuls of rice, then whispered, "I don't know."

Ace's mother flew a glance: "Huh?"

Papa Ai immediately surrendered: "It's delicious. My wife's dishes are the most delicious in the world. It's a pity that you didn't get to taste this skill today."

Only then did Ai's mother laugh, and when she looked up and saw several people looking at her, she was immediately embarrassed: "I'm just joking with them."

Sitting opposite Mama Ai, Qin Xuan picked up a chopstick and put it in Ace's bowl, then smiled at Mama Ai and said, "Uncles and aunts are really kind, that's why Ace has developed such a good character."

Ace retorted again: "My character is all grown up by myself, if I learn from them, I will definitely split."

Si Nan took a sip of the soup and said with a smile, "I think what Qin Xuan said is right. Before I came here, I was still wondering who Ace's cute personality followed. After I came, I will know."

Ace's cheeks flushed slightly: "Really? Sinan, you think I'm cute. I think you're even cuter." As he spoke, he began to giggle.

Ai's mother was also coaxed very happily, "After dinner, Ace will take his brothers to the farm to play. You haven't seen Chitu for a long time, right?"

"Chitu is my little red horse." Ace explained to everyone, "Shall we go ride a horse later?"

He Shen saw the person who was busy preparing new year's things outside the door and said, "When I came here just now, I saw an aunt cutting red paper. Is it window grilles?"

Ai's mother said: "It's Aunt Sun. It should have been prepared yesterday, but something was delayed, so I started to make it today. It's Chinese New Year. It's not like Chinese New Year without red things."

"Why don't we help cut some window grilles before we go horseback riding?" He Shenjian suggested.

"Aunt Chuanghua Sun can do it alone, but if you want to play, of course you can play with it." Mama Ai said.

He Shenjian looked at Sinan: "What do you think?"

Sinan nodded: "I'm fine, let's see the others."

Ace put down his chopsticks with a look of excitement: "Of course!"

Qin Xuan also said yes, and when he looked at Mo Tingbai, his eyes lingered on the faces of He Shenjian and Sinan a few times, and he also nodded.

After a good meal, I asked Aunt Sun for some red paper and some scissors, and they sat around a big table in front of the window.

He Shenjian drew a shape on the red paper with a pencil, and then whispered into Sinan's ear, "Do you remember that you made this thing at home during the Chinese New Year?"

Si Nan rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "Yes! I called some friends over to cut this one time. I forgot if you didn't tell me."

"It's not in the plot, so it won't be in your memory." He Shenjian said.

After He Shen saw that the painting was finished, he took the scissors and cut out a shape neatly in twos and twos. He held the corner of the red paper and stretched it downwards. A red freesia bloomed on the red paper vividly, "Then Do you remember this?"

Si Nan took it over, his eyes lit up: "You were there at that time?"

He Shenjian smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am also there. It should be Liao Qing's plot at that time, I remember."

Si Nan pursed his lower lip in embarrassment: "Yes, this is where Liao Qing first appeared. I'm sorry, I didn't even remember you."

He Shenjian smiled nonchalantly, took a new piece of red paper and started cutting, "It's okay, as long as I remember, what's interesting is that I participated in almost the entire plot of the book, and I know better than all the protagonists. And by the way, I learned a craft.”

While speaking, another freesia in different poses was cut out.

"What plot are you talking about?" Ace cut out several pieces of paper, and leaned over to look at the window grilles cut by Si Nan, "Are you talking about "Wei Jun"? By the way, I sent my essay on autobiography, why? The director has never responded to me."

Mo Tingbai said coldly behind his back: "The director is already interviewing newcomers, so I'm sorry to reject you directly. You think you can just write enough words, and there are still mistakes in filling in the blanks."

Ace's face was full of sadness: "Ah, why didn't you tell me this earlier? It's a pity that I have been looking forward to it for so long. Could it be that I didn't write well? Why do I feel that I understand the characters as if this is me? Like."

Mo Tingbai: "I've read your biography, what should I say, did you write the wrong character, is this a staff member? You wrote about a spy, right?"

Ace asked with question marks all over his head: "Is there any difference between the two?"

Mo Tingbai sneered: "Let's write your song well."

Ace looked at Sinan again: "Is there any difference? I'm not your military adviser, so I occasionally go to other people's houses to inquire about news, what's wrong?"

Sinan pursed his lips and remained silent for a few seconds, then said: "I think your rap is pretty good, isn't there a rap show next year that will ask you to be a mentor, I think this is more suitable for you."

After saying this, Ace immediately forgot about the "staff" and "spy" and leaned forward: "Speaking of this show, they really invited me, do you want to come with me?" go?"

Si Nan laughed: "But I'm not a rapper."

"What does it matter, rap is the best way to learn." Ace looked forward, "When they came to me, they asked you. Didn't you sing my rap before? The program group raps well. And I also said that if you don't go, I won't go either."

He Shenjian suddenly said: "I remember that the host of this show has appointed Qin Xuan, right?"

"Yes." Qin Xuan smiled slightly, "I also recommended Sinan to the director, how is it? Are you interested in going together?"

Sinan glanced at He Shenjian, and suddenly remembered what the two of them said about returning to the previous world. If they really went back, there would be no time for rapping.

Sinan smiled lightly: "This is not my field of expertise, I'd better leave it to professionals. If I go, it will only bring people something to talk about."

Esnu nodded, and didn't insist on hearing what Sinan said.

Mo Tingbai took the opportunity and said: "This is what makes a man who knows the current affairs a great man, Ace should learn from it."

Ace turned his head and snorted, then looked at the window grilles cut by Mo Ting's white hands: "Boss, what have you been cutting for a long time? Why is it still not good?"

At this time, He Shenjian just finished cutting a new freesia and came out to show Sinan.

Si Nan took it, and looked over at Mo Tingbai's side, Mo Tingbai immediately blocked his work to prevent Ace from snatching it.

"Why are you so stingy." Ace murmured, "If you don't watch it, don't watch it."

He pretended not to care and pretended to look in Sinan's direction, and when Mo Tingbai let down his vigilance, he suddenly turned around, picked up the window grille cut by Mo Tingbai from the table and held it up.

Mo Tingbai followed Ace to his feet, and said sharply, "Give it to me!"

Ace knew that he was not tall enough, and he would definitely be snatched if he held it up, so he laughed and threw it into Sinan's hand, and the light window paper fell on his hand. So I took it and unfolded it.

After seeing the shape clearly, Si Nan didn't speak, but Qin Xuan who was sitting next to him said with a smile: "Little Freesia?"

Ace pulled his neck and glanced: "Why can't I see it."

He looked to the side again: "Brother Shenjian also cut freesias! When did you two get along so well?"

Mo Tingbai said in a low voice, "Give it back to me."

Ace stuck out his tongue, picked up the window paper and handed it to Mo Tingbai, rolled his eyes and said, "Otherwise, let's vote for the works of Boss and Brother Shen Jian, how about the loser be in charge of leading the horse for a while? "

Mo Tingbai frowned and looked at him: "Ace, what do you use your brain for? Why do you always think of such weird things?"

Ace: "All right, let's play."

Mo Tingbai: "Boring, don't play."

He Shenjian said, "Yes."

Mo Tingbai looked at him, and He Shenjian said jokingly again: "Mo Tingbai is also afraid sometimes."

Mo Tingbai sneered: "Is it the method of aggressive generals? I stopped eating it when I was three years old." Then he glanced at Si Nan and said, "It's just boring when you're idle, just compare."

Ace said "yeah", and tore out three pieces of red paper on the table. To be fair, he only gave himself, Sinan and Qin Xuan to write.

"Vote anonymously."

After the three of them finished writing, they all kneaded into balls and threw them together.

Ace picked up the tickets one by one: "See you Shen, see you, he—"

Seeing that Mo Tingbai's face was not looking good, Ace smiled: "The last one, Mo Tingbai."

He turned the writing side to several people, and the word "Mo" was neatly written on it.

"Then the boss will be in charge of leading our horses today!" Ace happily leaned in front of Mo Tingbai, "Do you want to know who voted for you?"

Mo Ting gave him a blank look: "Bored, not interested." Then he turned around and walked out with arms folded.

When he was cutting it himself, he saw He Shenjian's cut work and knew it in his heart. He didn't expect He Shenjian to cut such a work, and the cut was not bad.

Most importantly, after saying a few words, Sinan laughed along with him.

Sinan must have voted for He Shenjian!

He was angry all the way, forcing himself not to care.

Then, while everyone was going to change their riding clothes, they sneaked back to the table and rummaged through the trash can where the discarded paper scraps were placed.

Finally, he found the wrinkled ticket with his name written on it under a pile of shredded papers. When he was about to compare the handwriting, a person suddenly appeared at the door and blocked the light.

Si Nan smiled at him against the light: "I voted for you."

The author has something to say: it will be almost this update time in the future.Recently, my body can't bear it anymore. I wish you all good health.