My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

Mulsanne quickly drove into Rose Avenue.

Xiao Fang raised his eyes to look in the rear view mirror, a Mazda was chasing after him.

I have been following for a kilometer, with one arm stretched out from the car window, holding a mobile phone in my hand to keep taking pictures, and I am not afraid of hitting a tree.

Is that guy joking?

Special Assistant Fang: "The herbivorous wolf."

Shang Yuxian: "Follow him."

Fang Tezhu has dealt with that gossip big man named "Grass-eating Wolf" for eight years. Usually, Hengshang will contact him directly when he has news, press releases, breaking news and hype. There is absolutely no need to engage in secret filming. , can't drop the price.

If you can't stop that person, it's fine. If you get it for free, it's better to have a sense of accomplishment if you steal it.

In fact, that person is a second-generation official who studies journalism. He and Shang Yuxian are Ivy League alumni. They are deeply influenced by European and American media people. team.

Mulsanne stopped in front of Cambridge International Kindergarten.

As soon as Shang Yuxian got out of the car, the flash lights came on, and the Mazda parked aggressively beside the Mulsanne. The high-end telephoto lens was like a machine gun, aimed at Shang Yuxian and snapped several photos.

Shang Yuxian glanced back and nodded, indicating that you can get out.

The herbivore wolf smiled, he understood the rules, and he would definitely not be able to take pictures after he carried his daughter out, so he happily shrank back into the car and poked his head out: "Mr. Shang, thank you very much!"

The Mazda engine sounded and disappeared at the end of Rose Avenue.

At this time, the night was getting darker, Shang Yuxian walked to the guard and said, "Hi, Elder Wen."

Uncle Wen shook his head and handed over the signature book: "Xiao Shang, why did you come to pick up the child?"

"Sorry." Every time the two of them talked in these two sentences, Shang Yuxian signed in the parent column.

Uncle Wen poked his head out from the guard: "By the way, Xiao Shen is also inside, you recognize him, tell him to stop busy, it's windy and air-conditioned, hurry home and cut it!"

Shang Yuxian: "Well, it's hard work."

The lights in the courtyard of the kindergarten were dimly lit, and there was a glint of light in the snow. The windows of the small classrooms in the teaching area were all dark, and only the lights in the small class of Sunflower were still on.

The corridor was quiet, Shang Yuxian went up to the second floor, and the classroom door opened a gap.

Through the door glass, I saw the young man and his daughter sitting on the tatami in the corner, surrounded by many pillows, dolls, and toys.

Only one corner lamp was turned on in the classroom.

Under the warm yellow light, San Lang was holding Xiao Tuanzi in his arms and holding a picture book in front of him. His voice was clear and gentle, speaking at a slow pace, like a warm current in winter, slowly coming from the classroom:

"If, you say you come at four o'clock in the afternoon, from three o'clock, I start to feel happy.

"The closer the time draws, the happier I become.

"By four o'clock I'm restless and I've discovered the value of happiness.

"However, if you come anytime, I don't know when I'll be ready to greet you..."

[Note: The Little Prince]

Touching the ground heat under his body, the temperature is very good, Shen Lang asked in a low voice: "Do you understand this paragraph?"

"I understand," Tangtang said softly, "Father said, get off work at ten o'clock in the evening, I have been anxious since eight o'clock, and wait for him at the door at nine o'clock."

Shen Lang was taken aback: "Why don't you go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening?"

Tangtang turned around, hugged San Lang's waist, and said coquettishly, "I don't want to sleep."

Xiaotuanzi never mentioned "mother" in front of her.

San Lang frowned, rubbed the child's head, held Xiao Tuanzi in his arms and stroked her back, resting his chin on the top of her head, and asked tentatively, "Alone, are you afraid?"

Tangtang let out a muffled "Mmm", then raised her head, and put her forehead against Shen Lang's chest, "Big brother, stay with me, Tangtang, don't be afraid."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Hearing this, he felt his heart tremble.

The scene in front of him seemed to overlap in time and space, and he saw his wife who was holding her daughter in her arms and telling stories. At that time, Xiao Tangtang had the same happy expression on her face as now.

How long has it been since I saw my daughter show this expression?

How long has it been since I felt so at ease?

This atmosphere...

Not mother, not her, is it okay?

"You're back?"

Seeing the man at the door from the corner of the eye, San Lang was frightened at first, and then, his peach blossom eyes curved, Tangtang also turned his head to look, two faces, one big and one small, smiled together, as if the whole winter had been sunny .

"Father!" Tangtang was so happy when she saw her father came to pick her up in person, she crawled a long way there.

"What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you make a sound?" Shen Lang got up, chased after Xiaotuanzi, picked her up and stood firm on the floor.

"...Well." Meeting the young man's bright eyes, Shang Yuxian froze for a moment, then avoided his sight, "Just arrived."

Sensing the avoidance of the other party's gaze, San Lang led Xiao Tuanzi to the cabinet, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Shang Yuxian lowered his eyes: "If you want to change your shoes, don't go in."

"You don't need to come in, everything is packed." San Lang took out the child's schoolbag and coat, and while dressing the child, turned his head to look there, and asked casually, "My child's father, you are not in the right mood." , did someone owe you money and repay your shopping voucher?"

"...No, it's okay." Shang Yuxian said, even he found his tone hard.

Shen Lang turned his face away, stared at him seriously for a while, then came back to zip up Xiaotuanzi's jacket: "Tangtang, did you take your homework?"

Tangtang nodded, and said in a low voice, "It's in the schoolbag."

The two packed up and went out, Shang Yuxian took the small schoolbag, Xiaotuanzi followed the big brother and said he wanted to go by himself, Shang Yuxian walked behind one step.

The three of them went down the stairs quietly without speaking.

When leaving the gate of the teaching building, Shen Lang bent down: "There is snow on the ground, big brother hugs."

"Ah."

Not even acting coquettishly, Tangtang obediently stretched out her hand.

He hugged Xiaotuanzi, turned around, and wanted to wait for Shang Yuxian to walk together, but saw that person moved half a step away, sideways and lowered his eyes, without any intention of talking to him or walking side by side.

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to warm up the scene, but stopped at the edge of his mouth, the man behind him walked forward at a leisurely pace, his whole body seemed to be covered with a protective cover, and he could bounce people away invisibly.

Shang Yuxian tonight is deliberately alienating himself.

Shen Lang turned his head and looked at the white-capped trees in the distance, his long eyelashes flapped gently in the white air, covering the flickering twinkle in his eyes.

What did someone say to Uncle?

Or, what did he know?

Sexuality issue?

Is this a big problem that affects making friends?

It's ridiculous, even he himself can't tell clearly about his own sexuality.

Shen Lang struggled a little in his heart, but he couldn't ask directly to his face.If that person is homophobic, or says he doesn't mind, but feels a little repulsive in his heart, the two of them will no longer be able to confide in each other. If they can't be honest with each other, what kind of friends can they be?

To be honest, Shen Lang felt that he was usually not someone who cared about what other people thought, but for some reason, he didn't feel a little bit of resistance to the uncle's abnormality and avoidance.

Began to become hypocritical, sensitive.

Care about how that person sees you.

As a result, I planned to share the magician with him, but I could only laugh it off.

San Lang pulled out half of the scarf he was wearing and wrapped it around Xiao Tuanzi's head, shielding the child from the wind with his arms, hugging her to speed up his pace, and hurriedly walked in the dim yellow courtyard.

Xiao Tuanzi turned around to look at Shang Yuxian who was walking forward with downcast eyes, and then at the silent big brother, and buried his small face into Shen Lang's neck.

No one spoke all the way.

When he walked out of the gate, Shen Lang greeted him as usual: "Uncle Wen, let's go! Tangtang, how about saying goodbye?"

"Goodbye grandpa."

"Okay, okay, goodbye."

Next to the Mulsanne car.

Shang Yuxian put Xiaotuanzi on the child seat, fastened the safety buckle, and then exited to give way to the car door: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

The words were addressed to Shen Lang, but the eyes were looking elsewhere.

Getting emotional?

There was a mocking smile on the corner of San Lang's mouth.

Why are the people around me so emotional? Are they drifting away, or do they feel that I can't lift a knife?

Getting too close to the uncle is too bloody.

In the cold wind, the smile gradually became clear, and Shen Lang smiled softly: "No, I don't trouble you. Tangtang, for nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked up again, the smile on his face was gone, but he still raised the corner of his lower lip, turned around and left without even saying hello.

Before Xiaotuanzi could react or reply, he saw his elder brother walking towards the parking space in the distance.

Shang Yuxian opened his mouth: "..."

Suddenly panicked, and raised his eyes to look, the young man's back was long gone.

Under the street lights, he was braving the wind, and left too quickly, he got into Dabai's car door in a blink of an eye.

Like a leopard that escaped from injury, it ran up the fig tree at once.

It stands to reason that when starting the engine in winter, it must be warmed up for a few minutes, but the van just drove out of the parking space without even honking the horn. drove away.

The profile of the young man flashed past in the car window.

Shang Yuxian: "..."

"Big brother!"

Only then did Tangtang come back to her senses, struggling and flopping on the child seat, tearfully looking at Shang Yuxian who was dazed outside the car, and crying choked up:

"Dad, don't quarrel with big brother..."

Shang Yuxian: "???"

quarrel?

When did this happen?

Shang Yuxian froze in place.

It was fine when we chatted on WeChat tonight, he couldn’t wait to come back, he was so anxious all the way, he wanted to see him, he wanted to see him very much, until he saw him, he felt relieved...

Because I misunderstood the picture of the young man getting along with Xiaotuanzi as the way his wife coaxed his daughter at home. After recovering, he began to feel weird and awkward, so that he felt guilty towards him and didn't know how to deal with it. Perfunctory and pretense can't do it either.

The child felt that the two were arguing?

"No," Shang Yuxian got into the car, took out a face towel and wiped the sobbing Xiaotuanzi's nose, "We didn't quarrel, didn't big brother smile at you just now?"

"Father lied... hiccup, dad is a big idiot, he made big brother feel sad, Tangtang saw it all, big brother laughed... laughed, unhappy."

Tangtang choked for a moment, feeling that something was wrong with what she said, and added in a stuttering voice, "It's like Dad... accidentally eating mustard."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Youth unhappy?

How about eating wasabi?

Didn't notice at all.

No, it's because I didn't take a good look at him at all. Take a serious look at him.

"...Don't cry, Dad doesn't lie, there is really no quarrel."

"Really, really?"

"real."

"ensure?"

"Well, Dad promises, I... will never argue with him."

Tangtang: "I still need to pull the hook."

"Okay." Shang Yuxian stretched out his little finger, "However, what if Big Brother ignores Dad and quarrels with Dad?"

Tangtang was stunned, and shouted: "No, no! I won't allow it! I, I will tell him! I promise!"

"Remember." Shang Yuxian lowered his eyes, smiled softly, his little finger was hooked, let the child pull, and turned his head to Xiaofang and said, "Go home."

I sent out my resume to Yaya Tongqu for three days, received the interview notice, and the reply was soft and cute, and I almost said "I must come, you are hired", is this called good luck?

In order to relieve my nervousness, I ate five or six small chocolate biscuits in a row, and inadvertently flicked a few times with the hand holding the phone. I saw Shang Yuxian's WeChat, but there was no information, and even the circle of friends was empty.

So I wondered again, did the uncle give me a newly registered trumpet, the kind that I don't usually use?

I want to send him a WeChat.

I was so happy, I swiped around among my friends, and just wanted to send him a WeChat message to say good news.

However, judging from the last time he deliberately avoided looking at him and alienated himself, the boat of friendship may capsize.

It's not good to send a message abruptly, maybe the elites are very busy at work, and they don't want to talk to themselves at all, and they have to spend time to deal with it politely.

Shen Lang quit WeChat, and decided to check Weibo, which he had neglected for a long time.

I was taken aback when I opened it, and the overwhelming @.

In addition to Teacher Xiaozhang’s girlfriends @, Buddhist fans who seldom go out and are tough @, there are tiger mother cat dad passerby eat melon party @, and even the cold-faced kindergarten official Weibo also reposted @一发.

[Cambridge International Kindergarten V: @良月在上, the mascot on the left is stamped, and the mascot is retweeted, and a lucky draw will give away the VIP package of "Christmas Eve School Celebration-Baby Stage Play", and the young actors are being selected. //@Cambridge International Kindergarten-Zhang Xuerou V: You are married to me! [狗头][狗头][狗头]@凯格国际幼儿研究V…[picture][picture]]

Parents who pay attention to the kindergarten are crazy. Cambridge International usually does not allow parents to visit. The annual school celebration must have an invitation letter sent by the principal himself.

"Silly three years: Forward, my cute baby is three years old, please bless me to pass the exam. @良月在上//…"

"Mahjong engineer: Forward it, kneel down, please pass the exam. @良月在上//…"

Not much to say, there are thousands of these tunes.

There was an illusion that there were three sticks of incense in front of his eyes, Shen Lang panicked a little, stuffed a handful of biscuits into his mouth, and looked down quickly.

The rhythm after that... doesn't seem right?

Bear child Ying Jialin's mother is a big name in the beauty industry. She writes novels as a hobby. She specially created a children's stage play for the kindergarten. It happened to be a story about a magician. Something happened recently, and the mother-in-law of the kindergarten directly approved it.

[Sweet beauty makeup training base V: Teacher, there is a character in the script that is very suitable for the long-legged little brother. I hope @良月在上 will bring cute babies to perform in the stage play together! @ Cambridge International Kindergarten V//@……]

[Cambridge International Kindergarten V: Come here to get the script, measure the size, and make costumes. @良月在上//@甜美makeup Training Base V: Teacher, there is a character in the script that is very suitable for the long-legged little brother. I hope @良月在上 will bring cute babies to appear in the stage play together! @ Cambridge International Kindergarten V]

San Lang: "..."

I saw that it was the old witch who was the head of the kindergarten who replied, I haven't agreed yet, just take this bad acting skills, take it out and take care of the dark history of the kindergarten, do you have any human rights?

Afterwards, the @'s were a bit messy, and I took them all at a glance.

After graduation, San Lang didn't play this much.

There used to be a time when he could scroll through Weibo for a whole day.Later, he declined to sign a contract with the music media and quit the live broadcast circle. His popularity increased instead of decreasing, and he was fired on the hot search several times in succession.

Newcomers who don’t have any works frequently show up. It’s not a trivial matter to ruin the popularity of passers-by. It caused many fans to fight, some abused, some supported, some ate melons, and some took away the cooking, and the popularity of passers-by would soon be lost.

Was killed.

If the music media didn't take part in it, Shen Lang didn't believe it.

After Xu Rui signed the contract, he kept a low profile. His fans basically didn't say a word during the scuffle. There are not enough cafes, and he is still a rookie and junior, needs more training, so he is not qualified to speak."

As soon as these words came out, it was like roasting Shen Lang, who had dominated the hot search for several days, on the fire.

At that time, Shen Lang also hesitated, and suddenly one day he realized it somehow.

Once you quit Weibo, it doesn't matter whether you are a human or a ghost, once you unplug the network cable, fuck your grievances.

[Red carp and green carp: I don't talk, I just look. @许瑞V，@良月在上//Cambridge International Kindergarten V: Come here to get the script, measure the size, and make costumes. @良月在上//…]

[Xu Gongzi, please turn around: 1 years have passed, did you become addicted to the live broadcast room back then?If you're still rubbing against my passion, don't want Bilian! [我瑞动图]@良月在上]

[I'm under the bright moon: Welcome to the daily touch porcelain bitch to come on stage, I have been splashing dirty water on my son for three years and three years, the music media called me to sign me Lang, what did you say, whore grabbing the contract and grabbing the resources?Is it enough to count the ten fingers that were rubbed against your legs by your bitch back then?What if you haven't been fucked enough, you bitch and a certain media boss bar play stone hammer big picture, don't delete it!Suppression of scandals to whitewash things that don't want to accuse face! //@许公子Please turn around:……]

[Lang Langlang: There are a lot of stepping stones under the feet of XR, are you blind?Let me show you again, I Lang three years ago, with this face, these legs, and these grades, I'll throw you a bitch a hundred times around the world!Rub Nima's heat, don't let him spread rumors, kindergarten cue, I am loud, what is your orgasm?One last greeting: Porcelain, fuck off, whore is your surname?You have long legs! [We've been hot.jpg][picture][picture]//@许公子Please turn around: 1 years have passed, and now I'm hot, do you want Bilian? @良月在上]

This is the fuse.

Black fan: "Have you ever hugged actor MX's leg?"

Iron powder: "We've been on fire."

Black fan: "Cl abandoned brother regardless of saying quit, now my Rui fans dump him a hundred blocks, do you regret it?"

Iron powder: "We've been on fire."

Black fan: "Now that CL has disappeared, isn't it down?"

Iron powder: "We've been on fire."

Passerby: "Excuse me, who is CL..."

Iron powder: "We've been on fire."

[Mingxuan V: I have thick legs, please hug me. @良月在上]

This is nothing too serious to watch the excitement.

In fact, San Lang's fans usually don't talk very much. Some of them were still in school three years ago, but now most of them have entered the society.Shen Lang is not a troublemaker either. In the past, when Xu Rui sang live, Shen Lang would sit and play with his mobile phone, read a book, or do his homework.

Unless a small fan gives him a big gift, he will move, look up at the camera, and persuade: "Baby who is still studying, don't spend money, don't buy submarines anymore, don't spend money on bait One wave, I'm very happy."

Then blinked, several submarines smashed over, and at the request of the fans, they lowered their voices and said: "Honey, go to bed early."

The word "baby" made my heart tremble.

A pair of peach blossom eyes, full of affection even without smiling.

Very lewd.

Just looking up and saying a few words, it caused a lot of screams.

After quitting the live broadcast circle, he seldom used Weibo. At most, he posted a selfie of cooking, and sometimes he didn’t show his face. Even so, the fans were very excited.

Those who can insist on being with me are all diehards. Most of the time, they dive deep, don’t look for trouble, don’t care about nothing, but if they really want to mess with Shen Lang, some big fans can also raise guns for their idols Go up, just do it without talking nonsense.

To be honest, I was only one step away from my debut back then.

The fans are really disappointed that they don't advance but retreat.

Most of them think that the idol they are fans of is very good, very real, can't sing or dance, and they made it clear when they chatted with them at the beginning, but he has a good looks and a figure, and looks are everything!Otherwise, you can also play online dubbing, become a voice actor, or find a training class to learn about acting skills, maybe you are still a popular niche now.

Fans are cute, but if something happens, it will be a bloodbath.

Counting the gifts from the company, Xu Rui's fans are almost 1000 million.

My own is less than 20.

Outnumbered.

Scolding, fighting each other, gang gang.

Mess.

Later, I couldn't remember why the fans of the two groups were fighting again.

Not much to say about the process, there are a lot of terminology in the fan circle, and Shen Lang looks confused.

Fans' protection, Shen Lang knows, he is not a celebrity, fans are not fans in the true sense, Shen Lang has always regarded them as like-minded friends.

The world is so big, how rare it is for someone to notice you.

So, Shen Lang first reposted the weibo post from the kindergarten, saying that he would go there tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, then hugged Mrs. Orange Cat, held up a selfie stick to the door of the grocery store, looked up at the clear sky, and saw a blue sky wide-angle selfie, sent a message:

[Liangyue on V: This is the life I want, thank you. [Birds fly in the sky.jpg]]

Is it arrogant or not, is it pretending to be aggressive, is it big or not?

However, the price of not flying...it's so heavy.

Just know what you have in mind.

Immediately after—

[Xu Rui V: Brother Lang's cooking skills are really good, I want to eat it next time. [Dinner for two.jpg]@良月在上V】

Shen Lang was stunned, Xu Rui had been away for more than a week, when did he come back, where did he go to play before, he didn't mention anything, he didn't make a phone call, he didn't send a WeChat message, Shen Lang even wondered if the other party was Even the circle of friends blocked themselves.

He understands this routine and cooperates with it.

[Liangyue is on V: You buy vegetables. [Smiling]//@许瑞V: Lang Ge’s cooking skills are really good...]

The next thing is to see good luck, Duwei continues to tear, CP fans rise, Weifan pulls sideways, passers-by beat side drums, there is always one suitable for the melon-eating party.

Soon, Shen Lang's WeChat rang.

Daughter-in-law: [Friday, nine o'clock in the evening, the old place. 】

Liangyue is above: [Okay. 】

Xu Rui didn't reply.

simple.

It's so simple that if outsiders read it, they will definitely think it's dating information.

The author has something to say: Shen Lang: "So you've been thinking about me since then..."

Shang Yuxian: "No, this is reversed from what I imagined."

San Lang: "The price of fantasy, can't bear it, huh?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."