The struggle life of rebirth in the entertainment industry

After a 2-hour journey, Zhao Lin finally arrived at his hometown.

After pulling the child off the plane, Zhao Lin put on his big scarf again.

Zhao Lin took the checked luggage and planned to take a taxi home.

He deliberately told Dad Zhao that the plane in the afternoon was because he didn't want Dad Zhao to come out to pick him up in such a cold weather.

There were many taxis parked outside, so Zhao Lin found a car casually, put his luggage on it, and took the child into the car.

"Where are you going, brother?" the driver uncle asked.

"Go to Luyuan District." Zhao Lin reported the address, but he hesitated a little when he said it. He couldn't remember the place after he didn't come back for half a year.

The taxi driver was very enthusiastic, and Zhao Lin chatted with him as soon as he got in the car.

Zhou Mochen beside him looked at the scenery outside curiously, this was still a completely unfamiliar city to him.

Although it is very cold now, today is just a sunny day. There is a big artificial lake outside, and the scenery looks really good.

The Luyuan community is in the city center, and it takes less than half an hour to reach the gate of the community.

At this time, it was already lunch time, and there were still very few people coming out of the community.

"This is our destination." Zhao Lin pointed to the name above the community and said to the child.

The child looked at it for a while and nodded.

"Lin Lin! Lin Lin!" A familiar voice came from behind.

Zhao Lin turned his head and looked, isn't this his father?

"Dad." Zhao Lin said in surprise.

Zhao's father smiled from ear to ear and patted his son on the shoulder and said, "You are growing strong!"

While father Zhao was looking at his son, he finally noticed the little guy beside him.

"This is Mo Chen?" His son had said before that he would bring a little guy back.The children's housework was also explained clearly.

After my wife heard this, the poor man has been busy getting a new room for the past few days.

"Hello, Papa Zhao." Zhou Mochen called Papa Zhao directly, and Zhao Lin who was next to him was surprised, when did this guy have such a sweet mouth.

"Hey. Okay, your mother Zhao made a lot of delicious food, and even helped you get a new room, just waiting for you to come!"

The three talked and laughed and went upstairs.

"I said, Lao Zhao, why didn't you know to come back earlier, didn't you have to pick up Lin in the afternoon..." Zhao's mother opened the door while talking, and she was stunned when she saw the people standing outside .

"Hey, am I right?! Isn't this Linlin?" Zhao's mother was even more surprised than Zhao's father before, she hugged her son and shouted.

"What are you holding? I'll have plenty of time in the future. Let's go in and talk. We, Mo Chen, are almost hungry." Dad Zhao said on the sidelines.

Only then did Zhao's mother look at the child on the side, "Hey, why is this child so handsome, he really looks like Lin Lin when he was a child."

Dad Zhao also felt like it at this time, this child really has a fate with their family.

"Why are you back now? Didn't you say afternoon. I didn't even cook a few dishes."

Zhao Lin looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table.

"That's enough. Let's save the dishes for the hot pot at night. My father, I, and Mo Chen all like to eat it." Zhao Lin pulled Mo Chen to sit down at the table.

"Where's Zhao Jin?" Zhao Lin looked around but didn't see his brother.

"He's going to make up lessons. This kid's other classes are okay, but his English is really bad. I'll let him make up lessons. He also ate lunch at the teacher's place." Father Zhao waved his hand and said, frowning, looking I knew it was really annoying.

Zhao Lin learned all his cooking skills from Zhao Ma, and the dishes he cooks are even better than Zhao Ma's, but it's been a long time since Zhao Ma's dishes are delicious.

Mo Chen on the other side seemed to be really hungry, and he ate like crazy.

Seeing that both children love to eat, Zhao's mother is very happy. As a mother, as long as the children like to eat what she makes, she will be very satisfied.

In the afternoon Zhao Lin took the child to see his room.

The basic tone is beige, a very warm color. There are desks, chairs, and wardrobes. It looks like a long-term living room.

Although the child didn't show anything on his face, his big eyes completely showed that he liked and was satisfied.

Patted the child to let him go to sleep, Zhao Lin also planned to go back to the room to sleep, after flying all morning, it would be a lie to say that he was not tired.

After returning to the room and sending a text message to Fu Zhongxing, Zhao Lin lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side of Zhao Lin's post bar, Weibo has transferred another piece of news.

And there are many replies.

"Wow, I knew I was going to fly too." The replyer on the first floor added a crying emoji.

"You guys are so lucky, aren't you sure you didn't come here to incite hatred?" the second floor complained.

In the post, an airplane passenger exposed his handkerchief signature, which meant to share with everyone that he met his favorite idol on the plane today, and asked for his most beloved autograph.

Then there is a large number of replies, there are those who are jealous, those who are envious, and those who curse.

"But I'm still most worried that Zhao Xiaolin's hands will be too much to bear," worried ing

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Someone asked immediately below.

"Did Zhao Xiaolin's hand hurt? I saw it too!! I took a photo secretly." It seems that another insider appeared.

Then there was a photo of Zhao Lin signing with a pen with his head down, and there were a lot of things to sign on the table of the plane.

The angle of the manager’s photo is very good, it seems to be obliquely in front of him, and he can confirm that this person is Zhao Linwai, and he can just see Zhao Lin’s hand writing. It's a little scary.

"Ah...how did this happen, how did my family Lin Lin get hurt." There was a reply immediately below.

"It seems that when the plane encountered air currents, the idol injured the girl beside him in order to help him." The floor owner stated that he was in front of Zhao Lin, and just saw these things, and said that the closer he looked, the more gentle Zhao Xiaolin was. Ah, he comforted the other party that it didn't hurt when he was injured, and then offered to sign autographs for fans like us. He is really the best celebrity he has ever seen.

"Of course my Zhao Xiaolin is the best! But I still don't want Xiao Lin to get hurt again. Xiao Lin needs to recover from his injuries."

Followed by a large number of thoughtful replies on Weibo.

Then, someone noticed a child in some shots.I specially copied the photo, and it is circled in red.

In the picture, the child is rubbing the back of Zhao Lin's red hand, his eyes are moist, as if asking if it hurts, Zhao Lin on the one side smiles softly, and looks at the child on the other side.

"Does anyone know who this cute baby is?!"

"Oh my god, these two people look alike! Even the clothes and faces are the same, with nosebleeds."

"It can't be an illegitimate child or something." Some people couldn't help but think of this aspect.

"Looks like the truth upstairs~~"

"Impossible, okay? Use your brain to think about how old Zhao Xiaolin is. He must be a close relative."

"Yes."

Although most people think it should be like this, it still can't suppress the developed crooked thinking of some people.

The photos of the two were posted on the dialogue by the computer PS expert P.It looks like this:

Does daddy hurt?Pain fly.

Dad doesn't hurt.

Oh my god, someone couldn't take it anymore and yelled, is this the rhythm of cuteness! !

The mobile phone in Zhao Lin's closet rang again and again, but unfortunately the owner of the mobile phone was in a deep sleep! !

Fu Zhongxing called over and over again, but unfortunately no one listened.

God knows that Zhao Lin was about to go crazy when he learned that the plane was exposed to air currents and Zhao Lin was injured. If he had known, he would have gone with him.

"Lin Lin is not a child anymore, besides, didn't he send you a text message?" Mr. Fu said aside.

Fu Zhongxing's sharp eyes immediately glanced over, if you have the ability, don't eavesdrop on my phone conversation here!

Mr. Fu turned his head a little uncomfortably, and let out a "hum" from his nose. I'll just sit here, you see what to do.

Fu Zhongxing didn't bother to talk to him.

Zhao Lin slept until late in the afternoon, and he had a headache, shoulder pain, and hand pain. When he looked down, it was blue and purple. It was scary to look at it himself, because the bruise was not rubbed away.

Picking up the phone on the other side, there was only a trace of the original battery left.

There were more than 30 missed calls displayed on the screen.

There were Meng Ye, Yan Song, Bei Wanwan, Tan Jiajia, Lu Fangjun, Cao He, and Shen Xiaoshi and others, among whom Fu Zhongxing accounted for more than half of the share.

Zhao Lin hurriedly called Fu Zhongxing first.

The phone rang within a few seconds before being connected. Obviously, the other party was still waiting by the phone.

"Hey, how is Lin Lin, is your hand feeling better?"

"Yeah." Zhao Lin hurriedly responded, "I've already taken the medicine, but it looks scary, but it's not really serious." Zhao Lin told a little lie to appease the other party.

Sure enough, when Zhao Lin said this, the other party breathed a sigh of relief.

"I should have known that I should accompany you back." The other party said regretfully.

"If you accompany me, won't these things still happen?" Zhao Lin laughed.

"But at least I won't hurt you..." I'll be with you if something happens.Fu Zhongxing didn't say it, but both of them knew what he meant.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to have dinner, ask Mr. Fu for me, brother, sister-in-law."

"Well, you go." Fu Zhongxing hung up the phone calmly, and glanced at someone who kept leaning towards him.

Afterwards, Zhao Lin called another person back, and the general meaning was that his hand was fine and only slightly injured.

On the other hand, after Meng Ye asked about his injuries, he also told him about Post Bar and Weibo, so that he could go up and reply when he had time.

Phew... Zhao Lin unconsciously grinned when he realized that there were so many people who cared about him.

Zhao's mother finally saw the injury on his hand at night, and after being scolded severely, asked Zhao's father to rub Zhao Lin's bruise away with medicinal wine.