Bamboo horse falling from the sky

The seven children all went home for vacation, and Sister Jia's one-year work was temporarily over. She had just returned home, before she even had time to pack her luggage, when her cell phone rang.

"Who is calling me during Chinese New Year?" Sister Jia turned on the phone impatiently, and after a look, it turned out that it was Mr. Zhang, "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Today, the media captured Ling Tongqian, a member of Fenghe Entertainment's ML group, hugging a woman at the airport." Mr. Zhang first read such a passage without emotion, and then asked, "Sister Jia, did you see this Is it trending?"

"What the hell? I just got home, what happened?" Sister Jia was in a daze, completely unaware of what happened in these short hours.

Did she hear correctly?Ling Tongqian?Hug a woman?How can it be?

"You read Weibo by yourself, you will find it very funny after reading it." Mr. Zhang chuckled a few times on the other end of the phone, and then hung up the phone.

Mrs. Zhang’s ambiguous smile made Sister Jia shudder when she heard it. She quickly opened Weibo and clicked on the first trending search. picture.

She looked at the picture, her expression became more and more complicated, and then she started laughing. After laughing, she saved the picture and sent it to the children's group.

Chen Ziheng: Isn't this Xiaobai and Qian'er?

Ling Tongqian:?

Bai Chumu: Yes, what's wrong?

Sister Jia threw another Weibo link in the group: You click on it to see for yourself.

After 1 minute, the group was full of a series of "hahahahaha" sent by everyone.

Bai Chumu also just returned home. After a brief chat with his parents, he entered the room he hadn't seen for a long time and lay down on the bed to rest. He didn't expect such a mess.

Today's paparazzi really dare to shoot anything, even if they shoot, they even spread rumors, and even spread rumors about a boy as a woman.

Bai Chumu was so angry that he jumped up from the bed, staring at the photo in the group and gnashing his teeth.

Fortunately, he took a photo with Ling Tongqian at the airport today, and it just came in handy at this time.

He posted a Weibo with two pictures, the first one is the blue sky, and the second one is a photo of him and Ling Tongqian.

The accompanying text is: I'm home, the sky is blue today, let me introduce myself, I'm Bai Chumu, male.

Within a minute, Ling Tongqian reposted his Weibo, with the accompanying text: See you in five days, Xiaobai, I will wait for you in Xiamen.

The other five brothers ran to Ling Tongqian's Weibo to comment after seeing it.

Chen Ziheng: Are you just waiting for Xiaobai to go back?Don't you wait for the five of us?

He Qiuyao: No conscience, no conscience, thanks to brother who treats you so well.

Liu Chengze: Although I am also in Xiamen, why am I so dissatisfied with what you said?

Tang Tang: I'm waiting to go back and beat you up.

Song Xingyu: Why do you always spoil Xiaobai alone? Can you share the rain and dew?

The five chattered at one another, chatting happily under the comments, more sensational than fans, Ling Tongqian didn't bother to reply to them one by one, and put down the phone after posting Weibo.

Bai Chumu looked at the phone, waited silently for them to finish their comments, and then said in the comments: You are sick.

These four words are not very harmful but extremely insulting. Even if the brothers just read the words, they can imagine the disdainful and disgusting tone of Bai Chumu when he said these words.

As soon as he turned off the phone screen, a WeChat call rang. Bai Chumu picked up the phone and saw that it was a video call from Ling Tongqian.

"What's wrong?" Bai Chumu answered the phone, looked at Ling Tongqian on the phone screen and asked.

"Did you just get home?" Ling Tongqian carefully found that the clothes on Bai Chumu were still the ones from the airport.

"That's right, when I got home, I found out that I was on the trending search for no reason." Bai Chumu felt his back hurt, and fell down on the big bed, and started talking about the incident just now.

"I didn't expect this to happen either." Ling Tongqian sighed helplessly, feeling very speechless towards the paparazzi.

"I'm your rumored girlfriend right now. How does it feel to be your girlfriend?" Bai Chumu teased Ling Tongqian with a smirk.

Normally speaking, Ling Tongqian was so shy that he wanted to crawl into the cracks of the ground when he was molested this way, but his reaction this time was completely different from before, and he could answer Bai Chumu's question with a calm smile. Question, "It feels great, yes, because my girlfriend is beautiful."

"What are you talking about, get the hell out!" Bai Chumu was molested instead of molesting, and scolded Ling Tongqian angrily.

"Why are you scolding me?"

"Who is your girlfriend!"

"You just said it yourself, you are my girlfriend."

"Goodbye, goodbye, hang up."

"Oh, no, no, I was wrong."

"I see if you still dare?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Is there anything else for you? It's okay, I'm really going to die." Bai Chumu glanced at his room. Although his mother had cleaned it up for him before he went home, he still felt that it needed to be tidied up again.

"We've only played the video for a few minutes, are you going to hang up?" Ling Tongqian blinked, looking a little aggrieved.

"I just got home and can't I tidy up?" Seeing Ling Tongqian's expression, his tone of voice slowed down a lot involuntarily.

"Okay, let's talk again when we have time."

"Okay, that's it for now, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Chumu felt a little hot, and the clothes he was wearing in Xiamen this morning were still a bit thick.

Even though Fujian and Guangdong are neighbors, the weather in Guangdong is still hotter than that in Fujian.Bai Chumu took off his coat, leaving only a thin T-shirt on his body.

"Son, do you know that you're on the hot search?" Bai Chumu's mother, Ms. Wu, knocked on his door, and shouted excitedly as soon as she entered the room, waving her mobile phone.

"I just saw it." Bai Chumu was not surprised by Ms. Wu's unsteady behavior.

"Why do the paparazzi think you are a girl? Is it because you are so beautiful?" Ms. Wu couldn't help laughing, and sat on the edge of the bed and patted her son's leg.

"What's beautiful? I'm a pretty boy!" Bai Chumu always felt that it was a bit weird to use the word "beautiful" to describe him as a man, so he was so anxious that he scrambled a sentence in Cantonese to refute Ms. Wu.

"Then you are also a beautiful cub, you really deserve to be born by me." Ms. Wu praised herself.

"That's not the point, okay mom," Bai Chumu said helplessly, "Did you come into my room just to say that I look like a girl?"

"Of course not. I'm here to inform you that we will have dinner at our house tomorrow night." Ms. Wu finally remembered the business.

"Come as soon as you come, don't need to notify me." Bai Chumu thought to himself, anyway, he doesn't know anyone well, so it doesn't matter who comes.

Ms. Wu: "When the time comes, you have to help mom."

Bai Chumu: "Okay, as long as you're not afraid that I'll blow up the kitchen."

Ms. Wu: "Mom believes in you."

Bai Chumu: "Hey, you expect too much from your son."

Facts have proved that Bai Chumu's words are reasonable.On the afternoon of New Year's Eve, Ms. Wu was cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen. He was responsible for listening to his mother, and he would do whatever his mother asked him to do.

"Mom, I cut my hand!" Bai Chumu looked painful, dropped the kitchen knife, and ran to Ms. Wu crying while holding his bleeding finger.

"I knew this would happen," Ms. Wu unhurriedly took out a band-aid from her pocket, and after carefully sticking it on her son's hand, she sighed, "You should stay with your father." Let's go play, the kitchen can't count on the two of you."

Bai Chumu was obedient, and left the kitchen to look for his father in the yard.At this moment, Mr. Bai was lying on an old man's chair in the yard basking in the sun. When he saw his son, he waved, "Son, come here."

"Dad." Bai Chumu walked over and sat down on the chair next to Mr. Bai, his voice sounded a little disappointed.

"What's the matter, son?" Mr. Bai immediately heard that his son was a little unhappy, so he asked.

"I've cut the vegetables." Bai Chumu said truthfully.

"And then your mother kicked him out?" Mr. Bai correctly guessed the development of the plot.

"Yes, am I stupid, Dad?" Bai Chumu leaned back on the chair, with his feet off the ground, shaking his legs.

"How could my son be stupid?" Mr. Bai first denied Bai Chumu's words, and then continued, "Son, you have to be clear, people are not born to do anything, and your mother couldn't do it when she was young." Didn't you learn the dishes slowly, and you weren't born to dance, didn't you have achieved today's achievements since elementary school?"

"It makes sense. My mother can cook, but she can't dance. I still have one thing to do!" Bai Chumu thought about it, and when he slapped his thigh, the things that bothered him just disappeared in an instant.

"Your heartlessness is really completely inherited from me and your mother." Mr. Bai turned his head and glanced at his own flesh and blood. This little bastard not only inherited his handsome appearance, but also his and Ms. Wu's temper. also inherited.

"Ginger is still old and spicy, how can I compare with you?" Bai Chumu couldn't help complaining.

"Hey, you little bastard." Mr. Bai was amused by his son's words.

In the evening, all the seven aunts and eight aunts of Bai Chumu's family came to his house. Because he is an entertainer, the elders all think he is a big star. During the whole New Year's Eve dinner, they talked about him eight out of ten times.

They either asked Bai Chumu how much money he made as a celebrity or if he had ever met such and such a celebrity singer, so he didn't have a good meal, and he just went to answer the elders' questions.

"I'm done eating, everyone take your time." Bai Chumu took a few mouthfuls of food casually, and then hurriedly wanted to escape from this place.

"Son, don't leave yet, give us a show." Ms. Wu felt that it was somewhat inappropriate to let her son go like this. In order to ease the atmosphere at the scene, she had to think of such a way.

Bai Chumu refused in his heart, but when Ms. Wu spoke, he had no choice but to agree, so he turned on the TV, played the song he composed, and danced briefly in front of everyone.

After watching the child's dance, everyone present applauded him enthusiastically, and the elders even asked their own children to learn more from him.