The struggle life of rebirth in the entertainment industry

It's a pity that in the end, Boss Fu's evil psychology of cursing the other party's bedwetting has not been realized.

Because our little friend Zhou Mochen will never wet the bed after the age of [-]~~

Early in the morning, Zhao Lin's car stopped at the original apartment and did not drive over, Fu Zhonghang found another good opportunity to show his courtesy.

The two were just about to get into the car when a little carrot climbed neatly into the back seat.

The two watched helplessly as each other sat firmly in their seats.

-_-#

What about looking for draws early in the morning?Fu Zhongxing felt that his knuckles on the door frame were clicking.

Seeing the two adults looking at him, the child opened his mouth and said, "I want to supervise you." The soft voice had a hard tone, and the expression was serious.

A moment of silence.

Zhao Lin is a black line, and Fu Zhongxing is inexplicable.

"Ha, ha. Yes, yes, I forgot." Zhao Lin reacted and shouted between the two of them.

But...he didn't think about supervision at all, okay?From the very beginning, he took this as Zhou Qing's joke. As for the question of whether the other party often joked, he never thought about it~

Zhao Lin sighed after getting off the car to see off the black-faced Boss Fu, isn't it because there are children in the car who didn't kiss him!

He took the child's hand and walked into the studio. (It was agreed before that it was allowed to pull in order to avoid getting lost)

As soon as you enter the door, it attracts many eyes.

One big one and one small one, they are so cute, okay, who does this kid belong to? !

A large group of people who greeted Zhao Lin looked curiously at the little boy around Zhao Lin, and a signal flashed in everyone's eyes, "Who is this kid? Who is it? Who is it?!"

Zhao Lin looked at the group of people with a headache, and explained, "This is a child of my relative's family. He may come here for a few days." Since Zhou Qing's identity is inconvenient to say, Zhao Lin said that he was his relative. .

Oh~~~ So it’s not Zhao Lin’s own~

The light in many people's eyes dimmed, but there were still many people who liked children, and they all wanted to get in touch with Zhou Mochen. As a result, a large circle of people surrounded the children to tease them, even Tan Jia's family came over.

"Mo Chen, send your greetings to your brothers and sisters." Zhao Lin looked at the child who was only as tall as his thigh.

Zhou Mochen's big black eyes looked at the large group of people in front of him, and he called out, "Hello, brother and sister."

"Hello, hello." A girl who obviously liked children wanted to pinch Zhou Mochen's little face, and the child quickly retreated behind Zhao Lin.

The girl's hands were stiff in mid-air, looking very embarrassed.

Zhao Lin smiled helplessly, "I'm sorry, this child is very afraid of strangers." However, Zhao Lin was still very proud of the child hiding behind him as soon as something happened, which meant that we were on one side, right? !

"It's okay, children are like this, it will be fine when you get used to it in the future." The other party waved his hand indifferently.

To them, Zhou Mochen's avoidance was like a child's awkwardness. Generally, no one would dislike children because of this, but they would find it cute.

Zhao Lin took the child into the dressing room and let him sit on the chair.

I also sat on the side and asked Xiao N to make up for herself.

"Hey, who is this kid? It's really pretty." Little N asked, looking at the kid sitting obediently beside her.

"My relative's child." Zhao Lin closed his eyes, feeling the eyeliner brushing against the base of his eyelashes.

"By the way, you two look alike. I thought you had a son when you came in just now." Xiao N said in surprise.

After Zhao Lin heard this, he really raised his eyes to look at Zhou Mochen beside him.

The child is small, sitting on a red swivel chair, his skin is fairer, his lips are red and his teeth are white.

Curved peach eyes, a small but tall nose bridge, bright red lips, and black hair with natural curls.

Zhao Lin curled his hair specially to play Shen Xiaoxiao, now he looked at the child and himself, and found that the two were really similar.

Those who don't know may really think that Zhao Lin and Zhou Mochen are father and son.

Zhao Lin changed into a black loose jacket and gray slacks, turning him into a dynamic rock boy.

The child next to him seemed to be inexplicably stunned, blinking his eyes, why did the other party look different after applying something.

Zhao Lin originally wanted the child to sit in the dressing room, but the other party insisted on coming out with him. In the end, Tan Jia's family made a decision and moved a stool next to him.

Over there has always been the place where the director sits, the little Zhou Mochen is sitting there, wearing an army green wide-brimmed hat, everyone jokingly calls him the little director.

Tan Jia's family obviously liked Mo Chen very much, and taught him to see what's wrong with this movement. The big one and the little one were very happy.

"Hurry up, come here." Shen Xiaoxiao pulled Mo Qin to hide behind the trash can, and there was a rush of footsteps behind him.After a short pause, he ran to the other side.

Seeing people walking away, the two dared to come out.

"Thank you so much today. It's also the first time I've walked this road. I didn't expect this to happen." The girl panted heavily while propping her knees.

"It's okay, don't come here next time." When Shen Xiao saw that the other party was fine, he walked towards the alley.

"Hey."

"what happened?"

Shen Xiao followed Mo Qin to the dance practice room inexplicably.

"Here you are." He took the coke thrown by the other party.

The girl said she bought him a drink to express her gratitude, and the two came here across two streets.

Shen Xiao was sitting on the railing on one side, his two slender legs dangling back and forth.

"Can you dance street dance?" Shen Xiaoxiao asked Mo Qin.

Mo Qin was wearing a pearl white ballet suit, and was pressing her legs in the large practice room.

"I can't, I can only do ballet." Mo Qin turned his head, and the girl tied her hair in a high bun, revealing a smooth forehead, peach cheeks and apricot face, bright eyes and white teeth.

As he spoke, Mo Qin lightly lowered his left leg, put on his white dancing shoes, raised his toes lightly, and raised his arms naturally above his head and in front of his chest.

With a light jump, the whole person went to the other side lightly, bent over, waved her hands, and Ena danced lightly.

It's like an elegant and beautiful white swan, dancing freely on the starry lake.

The sound of beautiful and gentle music flows in this silent night.

The combination of beautiful women and handsome men has always been eye-catching.

Zhao Lin really took Shen Xiaoshi for a run just now, and was about to take a sip of Coke with a straw in his mouth, when a hand behind him grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Turning his head, it turned out that it was the kid Zhou Mochen who walked over at some time.

"What's the matter, are you thirsty?" Zhao Lin thought that the other party was thirsty, so he handed him the undrinked Coke.

The child took the Coke, but didn't drink it. "You can't drink carbonated drinks, it's bad for your throat." It's a cute child who needs someone to take care of him.

"Zhao Lin, it's not bad, the child cares about you so much." Tan Jiajia, who witnessed this scene, said with a smile.

Zhao Lin couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't care about me, remembering what the child said when he got in the car, he could only obediently go to the water dispenser to get water.

After filming, the child obediently followed him home.

"Has Zhao Lin left?"

"Brother Zhao, goodbye~"

"Little director, see you tomorrow."

Overall, director Zhou Xiao is still very popular~

But Zhao Lin always felt that it would not be so easy, Zhao Lin went home with a feeling of apprehension, and bought vegetables to go home along the way.

Ask the child what he likes to eat, and the other party shakes his head, and ask the child what he doesn't like to eat, and he still shakes his head.

(⊙o⊙) Oh, so this is not picky eaters?

As a result, at night, Zhao Lin found out sharply that Zhou Mochen only ate the eggs in the onion scrambled eggs. As for the poor Mr. Onion... he was silently thrown on the dining table beside the bowl.

On the other hand, Boss Fu on the other side.

En~ One bite of onion and one bite of rice is delicious.

Make a silent note in my heart.

+_+ Actually, I don’t like to eat onions either, I only eat them after you make them! !Boss Fu wailed silently in his heart.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhao Lin got up to drink water.

Generally speaking, Zhao Lin's sleep quality has always been good, and he rarely wakes up at night. It is estimated that the food tonight is too salty, because Zhao Lin accidentally added a spoonful of salt today.

"Wow." Zhao Lin poured a glass of cold water.

"You can't drink cold water." The sudden voice startled Zhao Lin.

Turning around abruptly, seeing Zhou Mochen in white pajamas gave him another jump, which instantly reminded him of a little boy in a ghost movie. (The little boy in The Grudge is really scary!!)

"It's not good for the throat..." He held back the next paragraph dryly.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Zhao Lin asked after grabbing Bai Piao Piao who almost escaped from his mouth.

"Get up and go to the toilet."

Getting up so late to go to the bathroom alone?

"Do you often wake up so late? Are you not afraid?" Zhao Lin turned on the heating button of the water dispenser, went to the dining table and sat down.

"I'm not afraid, I just drank a lot of water tonight." When he asked whether he was afraid or not, it might be a boy's nature, and the other party immediately puffed up his chest to prove that he was not afraid at all, and said when he woke up.The boy unconsciously touched his finally deflated belly.

The white fractional pajamas have several Snoopy dogs printed on them, making the pink children even cuter.

After Zhao Lin took a cup of boiling water, he led Zhou Mochen back to his room. It seemed that after holding hands during the day, the other party didn't resist much.

Seeing the other party obediently took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, Zhao Lin was not at ease, and pressed the thick quilt tightly again. After all, Zhou Mochen is only so old, sleeping on a big quilt will always feel empty.

Seeing the child go to bed without any discomfort, Zhao Lin felt a little distressed for some reason. It must have been like this since two years ago, how old was he then.

"Good night." Zhao Lin said softly. Seeing that the child had some hair on his forehead, he unconsciously reached out to dial it, and then went to the door to turn off the light.

Zhou Mochen opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the closed door, touched the place where the other party just touched, blinked, and then fell asleep again.