Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"...Why are the two of you being photographed again?" He Jing flipped through the documents in her hand and stared up at Meng Shuyao, "I warn you, it's not the best time to make it public, even if you decide to make it public, But at least not now."

"You've just transitioned, and you haven't stabilized yet. It's not appropriate to make it public. Besides, both of you are on the rise in your career, so what's the benefit of losing fans?"

Although she was really surprised for a while after learning that Meng Shuyao was the younger brother of the big boss, He Jing did not change her attitude towards Meng Shuyao because of this.

He and Song Yuzhou didn't pay attention when they went out two days ago, and were photographed by the paparazzi walking in and out together.Fortunately, it is still in the publicity period, and it is not very strange for the two to go out in private. Everyone is mostly making fun of it, which means that their relationship is not bad at most.Going back to talking, I still think that Meng Shuyao and Song Yuzhou are probably friends.

Meng Shuyao himself didn't particularly care about this. He thought that it would always be made public anyway. Instead of waiting for some intimate photos to be taken and forced to come forward to explain it, it would be better to just say that they are in a relationship.

He has always had this idea, but He Jing and Zhao Fan's two managers are not in favor of it, thinking that it will not be of much benefit to their careers, so they repeatedly ordered Meng Shuyao and Song Yuzhou to keep a distance .

"There is still a business period to cover you during this period. I see how you can explain it when you are photographed after the end." He Jing glared at Meng Shuyao.

Meng Shuyao was sitting on a small sofa not far away, being scolded obediently, and couldn't help saying: "What's wrong with being public, you can't keep it a secret."

"Who said you have been hiding it? I told you to stop for a while. It's been hotly searched all day long. Those who didn't know thought you two had a license." He Jing rolled her eyes. But at least cover it up!"

Meng Shuyao: "..."

"It's not so exaggerated..." Meng Shuyao spoke in a lower and lower voice. During this time, he and Song Yuzhou went out a little more frequently, but He Jing's words were not as scary. They were photographed The maximum number of times is the frequency of ordinary friends meeting.

He Jing said: "Zhao Fan also meant the same thing, you two avoid suspicion next time, did you hear that?"

"I heard it." Meng Shuyao saw her attitude of not letting her go unless she agreed, so she had to compromise and agreed to He Jing's request.

"Then, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

He Jing glanced at Meng Shuyao, who was about to leave, and said, "Wait a minute." She took out a small stack of A4 papers from her desk, "This is the script. The "Home" you auditioned for last time passed. You sent me a trial reading, take it back and read it."

Meng Shuyao wasn't too surprised. At that time, his performance was pretty good. It can be seen from the director's attitude. After all considerations, it's not surprising that he got the role.

"The publicity period for "Zhan the Dragon" is over. It will take about a month or two to prepare to join the group. The time is also very tight. After you finish this part, hurry up and take two more lessons with the acting teacher."

Meng Shuyao nodded obediently: "Okay, Miss Jing."

Satisfied with his attitude, He Jing waved her hand and said, "Let's go, your heart is going to fly."

Meng Shuyao stuck out her tongue, opened the door and went out.

In late October, the weather was getting colder and colder. Xingjing City hadn't started heating, so Meng Shuyao had to wrap herself up like a ball every time she went out.Recently, she has been quite busy. Su Lan asked him to go home for dinner several times but failed. When she called two days ago, she was still complaining that none of the eldest son and the younger son were at home.

After Meng Shuyao got off the car at the gate, he felt guilty for a while when he thought of the reason why he came here today.

After entering the door, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen, Meng Shuyao took off his coat, and decided to make his mother happy first.

"Mom, I miss you so much!" Meng Shuyao held Su Lan's wrist like she did when she was a child, and acted like a baby with her, "I haven't seen Mom for a long time, why is she getting more and more beautiful?"

Su Lan said, "Don't do this kind of thing." What she said meant that she would not accept hard and soft, but her eyes were full of smiles.

Sitting in the living room drinking tea, Wei Zongshun coughed heavily.

Of course Meng Shuyao knew what he meant, so he ran over to hug his own father again, and said sweetly: "Dad, I miss you so much too! Why don't you call me?"

Wei Zongshun kept a straight face, almost dying of joy in his heart. On the surface, he hummed calmly, and said calmly: "Don't be so rash. Also, if I don't call you, you won't Know to call back? I don’t remember anything at work. Didn’t your mother call you two days ago? You hung up without saying a word, why are you so busy?”

Meng Shuyao picked up a grape from the coffee table and stuffed it into his mouth, saying vaguely: "Oh, I've been a little busy recently, it will be fine after a while."

"Don't talk about it, are you unhappy when I go home? Why are you still training me?" Meng Shuyao wanted to confuse this topic, "Why don't you ask me how I am doing recently?"

Su Lan also came over to sit next to Meng Shuyao, and followed his words and asked, "How is Yaoyao doing recently? Did you take good care of yourself?"

Before Meng Shuyao could speak, Wei Zongshun said with disgust, "I don't know how to take care of myself at such an age, I don't stay at home all day, and I don't know what to do."

"I'm busy with work, and Dad, you still have the nerve to say that I'm not the same, and I don't even call when I work..." Meng Shuyao pressed in a low voice, "And I not only take the initiative to call, but also play video!"

Wei Zongshun: "..." He coughed and said calmly, "I cooked a lot of dishes today, go and see if there is anything you like."

Meng Shuyao laughed out loud, drew a long tone, and ran to the dining table consciously to sit down.

Not long after, Su Lan and Wei Zongshun also came over. Seeing his father's low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, Meng Shuyao guessed that he must have been scolded by his mother, so he couldn't help covering his mouth and secretly laughing Twice.

There is no rule in their family that they cannot chat at the dining table. Meng Shuyao lowered his head and poked the rice in the bowl, wondering how to speak.

"What are you doing? Don't eat for a while and it will be cold." Su Lan tapped his chopsticks lightly and urged, "Don't be dazed, eat quickly."

"Oh..." Meng Shuyao took a mouthful of rice, chewed and swallowed it slowly, and then tentatively said, "Mom, I want to tell you something."

Su Lan said, "What's the matter?" very casually, like chatting.

"That's right..." Meng Shuyao squeezed the cup tightly in her hand and said nervously, "I'm in love."

As soon as the words fell, the two people on the table raised their heads and looked in his direction. Su Lan was very surprised: "When did it happen? How is the other person? What does he do?"

Meng Shuyao said: "It's been a while, he's quite nice, um... just like me, he's an actor now."

Probably because his nervousness was too obvious, Su Lan smiled and said, "Why are you nervous? You are so old, and your mother won't allow you to fall in love? Since you are a nice person and you like yourself, then that's fine. "

Wei Zongshun also agreed: "Our family doesn't have the throne to inherit. It's enough if you like it yourself, and other girls like you too. When are you going to take it home and show us?" He seemed very happy, and drank his glass in one gulp. The water in the bottle seemed to be drinking, "By the way, have you told your brother about this?"

Meng Shuyao: "..." He hesitated, "I haven't said yet."

"Haven't you said it yet?" Wei Zongshun asked suspiciously, "Usually, I don't tell your brother first about everything, so why don't I say it this time." He laughed again, "Aren't you embarrassed?"

Meng Shuyao also smiled, and then said in a slow but clear tone: "Dad, Mom, the person I like is not a girl."

"You also know it, it's Song Yuzhou."

The tree planted in the yard since the day he was born has grown very tall. It is not an evergreen tree. When autumn comes, the leaves are withered and yellow, and a large piece has fallen on the ground, curled and blown all over the ground by the wind.

Except for the rose flowers and one or two sporadic ones, there is no color in the others.

Meng Shuyao stood outside the courtyard gate, shivering from the cold wind.

The wooden gate was pushed open, and Wen Changxing took the coat he had left behind in his hand, stepped forward and shook it off, stretched out his long arms, and draped it over Meng Shuyao's body: "Why did you forget all the clothes?"

Meng Shuyao thanked her, wrapped her clothes around herself, and felt that the cold was not so cold before she said, "Oh, I seem to have forgotten."

After being silent for a while, Wen Changxing probably wanted to make him happy, so he laughed and teased: "I like him that much? Do I have to tell my uncle and aunt?"

"I didn't curse you," Wen Changxing said, "What if we break up in the future?"

Meng Shuyao pulled up the zipper, and warmth filled his body. He also raised his head and smiled at Wen Changxing, first saying "I like him very much", and then saying "I won't break up".

He spoke calmly and didn't seem uncomfortable, "Hurry up and go back, you're just wearing a shirt, it's not cold."

Wen Changxing looked at him for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to rub Meng Shuyao's head, and said to him like he did many years ago, "It seems that Yaoyao has grown up before I knew it." Laughed, "Then, I wish you never break up."

Meng Shuyao didn't hide this time, and let Wen Changxing rub him, saying generously, "Thank you, we won't break up." He added, "Because I love him very much, and he loves me very much."

The way he expresses is always so straightforward, and he can't learn to turn a corner.

Wen Changxing said, "That's good." He withdrew his hand and dropped it to his side, curling his fingertips.

Meng Shuyao said: "Then I'll go first, bye!"

Wen Changxing didn't know what he was thinking, he was a little lost in thought.

Meng Shuyao didn't care, and really walked out after saying hello.

After walking two steps, there was a voice behind him, someone called him, the voice was not loud: "Yaoyao."

It was Wen Changxing's voice, and Meng Shuyao recognized it.

So he turned around following the voice, and sure enough, he saw the man wave his hand at him.

He didn't chase him out, and he didn't push open the wooden gate. He just stood in the yard and smiled: "I almost forgot to say that."

"Goodbye, Yaoyao."

Meng Shuyao also waved to him, laughing dimpled, looking very sweet: "Goodbye!"

On the way back, Meng Shuyao couldn't help thinking of the scene where Su Lan told him "need time to calm down".

He didn't seem to have seen his mother's face so unsightly.

Meng Shuyao thought for a while, took out her phone, and sent Su Lan a message.

[Mom, I love him very much, and I love you and Dad very much, you are very important people. ]

Su Lan's reply was quick, and she only asked him: [Yaoyao, have you thought about it yet? ]

Meng Shuyao said: [I have already thought about it, and I will not regret it. ]

Su Lan said "Okay" and said, [Mom doesn't disagree, it just needs time to digest it, and so does your father. ]

[I know. ] Meng Shuyao typed, [If you are willing next time, I will go back with him. ]

After the conversation ended, Meng Shuyao took the elevator upstairs alone, and suddenly wanted to make a phone call with Song Yuzhou.

He also has work today, so he went out early in the morning.

The call was connected quickly, and Meng Shuyao asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Yuzhou told him one by one what he had done, and he even reported what he ate for lunch.

Meng Shuyao was amused by his attitude, and his dull mood was finally relieved: "Why are you talking so much? I can't tell, but I want to ask you when you will come back?"

"I can hear it now." Song Yuzhou's voice was distorted from the phone, but it still sounded good. He said precisely, "I'll be home in about four or ten minutes."

After a pause, he lowered his voice, "Is it okay? Wife."

He always likes to call it that way recently, Meng Shuyao stopped it several times but it got worse, so he just let it go.

Meng Shuyao pinched the hair on the small blanket at hand, feeling that the phone was used for too long, and it was faintly hot when it was placed next to the ear: "... Whatever you want."

Song Yuzhou said to himself, "Remember, go back early. We'll be there in 10 minutes."

"What are you doing," Meng Shuyao raised the corners of her lips, and said with a long ending, "By the way, have you seen my blue pajamas? I can't find them."

"It should be in the closet in the master bedroom. It's the smaller one next to the wall. I don't think you wear it much, so I put it in." Song Yuzhou said.

Meng Shuyao said: "When will I say no more! Anyway, come back quickly, I want to eat pork belly and chicken soup tonight."

Song Yuzhou hummed: "Understood," paused for a while, and then said, "Kiss."

"Kiss, kiss!" Meng Shuyao kissed the receiver of the mobile phone unbearably, and said loudly, "It's all right!"

A deep chuckle came from the other side, Song Yuzhou said: "It's ok, we will kiss again when we go back."

The clothes at home are basically cleaned by Song Yuzhou. Meng Shuyao, as a veritable little waste of life, can guarantee that it will not be messed up. The folded clothes are limp and messy. He wants to help, mainly Song Yuzhou Can't see past, don't allow him to move around.

Meng Shuyao opened the closet, sat cross-legged on the ground and pawed twice, successfully seeing a touch of blue in the corner.

...Why does it feel like the color has become darker?

Meng Shuyao muttered to himself, while reaching out to grab a corner of the clothes, he pulled the clothes out forcefully.

The long-lost familiar touch came from the fingertips, and a blue and white school uniform lay quietly on Meng Shuyao's lap.

"Ah, it's the school uniform." Meng Shuyao looked at the familiar loose clothes, "I didn't expect Song Yuzhou to be quite nostalgic, and he didn't throw away the school uniform."

He was about to refold the school uniform and put it back in the locker when he encountered an uneven bulge on the collar.

Meng Shuyao thought that the thread was untied somewhere, so he opened it suspiciously.

The moment he lowered his head, his eyes suddenly froze.

A name was embroidered there with black silk thread, very neatly, and Meng Shuyao would never admit it wrong.

Is his name.

It was exactly the same as the school uniform he had lost.

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Don't worry, my parents are very open-minded and won't abuse you! !We are Xiao Tianwen! !

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