I heard you want to bend me

Chapter 57

Although Cen Li's words didn't sound wrong, but the combination, and the fact that Cen Chuanyi was so close that his breath sprayed on Cen Li's ears made Cen Li feel a little embarrassed.

He moved his butt to the side, rubbed his ears hard with his hands to get rid of all the itching inside, and then said: "Of course, I'm still young."

Cen Chuanyi chuckled.

Cen Li blinked.

Cen Chuanyi asked: "I remember you said that you can finish work after four o'clock today, why come back so late?"

As soon as Cen Li mentioned this, he felt a little helpless, so he directly talked about Mu Shasha's matter: "But she seems to have something on her mind, that's why she's so absent-minded. It was fine before."

"En." Cen Chuanyi responded.

He casually returned his gaze to the newspaper.

If Cen Li hadn't explained this sentence, he might have made a phone call directly to teach that actress named 'Mu Shasha' a lesson.

Just at this time, Aunt Six put a plate of grapes on the coffee table, Cen Li saw that the grapes were pretty, so he ate one.

Who would have thought that the grapes were so sour that Cen Li's face was almost contorted—the last thing he could eat was sour.

"What's wrong? Isn't it delicious?" Cen Chuanyi's voice sounded.

Cen Li's face suddenly became extremely calm. He remembered the few funny videos he had seen before, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he looked at Cen Chuanyi casually: "It's delicious."

"Really?" Aunt Six was very happy when she heard that, "Today I saw an old lady selling it with a basket on her shoulders. I thought she was a bit pitiful, so I bought some."

"It's pretty good." Cen Li said, and picked up another one, "This one looks sweeter than the one I ate." After finishing speaking, he turned to feed it to Cen Chuanyi.

Cen Chuanyi didn't doubt anything, he just opened his mouth.

The moment his tongue wrapped around the grape, it also touched Cen Li's finger.

Both of them were taken aback.

Cen Chuanyi ate the grapes as if nothing had happened. He still had no expression on his face, nodded and said, "It's really delicious."

Cen Li looked at Cen Chuanyi suspiciously.

He casually wiped his fingers with a piece of paper, put that strange emotion behind him, and looked at the plate of very beautiful grapes again.

Could it be...that grape is really sweet, but the one he ate happened to be sour?

Cen Li hesitated in his heart, but finally couldn't help but reached out and took one, and stuffed it into his hand.

And this grape is still sour!

Cen Liya was about to collapse.

Just as he turned his head to tell Cen Chuanyi, he saw the corners of Cen Chuanyi's mouth slightly curled up, and said with a soft smile, "You still want to lie to me."

Cen Li: "..."

It turned out that the uncle knew that the grape was sour, so he deliberately used this method of hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred, so that he could eat the second one...

Cen Li felt a little bad all over: "Uncle! You have changed! You were not like this before."

Cen Chuanyi couldn't help laughing out loud.

He rarely had such a happy moment, and every time he showed such a happy expression, it was thanks to Cen Li.

Thinking about it this way, this boy is indeed his own treasure.

Cen Chuanyi stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Cen Li's head.

Cen Li snorted: "No, I want to break up with you for 5 minutes."

Cen Chuanyi couldn't help laughing again.

The two were arguing, when Cen Li suddenly received a call from Qian Duoshu. He happened to want to change clothes, so he told his uncle, went upstairs, put his phone on the bed, turned on the speakerphone, and Talk to Qian Duoshu while changing clothes.

"what's wrong?"

Cen Li was in a good mood, and his tone of voice seemed much more lively.

Qian Duoshu's other end was also bustling: "Cen Li! I just came here to remind you, don't forget about tomorrow's class reunion."

Cen Li was startled.

If Qian Duoshu hadn't reminded him, Cen Li would have forgotten it.

The little fat man seemed to have mentioned to him before that the class reunion is tomorrow night...?

He took out his mobile phone to check the memo, and saw that there were not many scenes tomorrow, only one scene in the morning, so he was free in the afternoon, and he naturally had time in the evening, so he said, "I remember, let's go there together tomorrow?"

"Okay, okay." Qian Duoshu agreed, "Were you on the set at that time? I'll pick you up? I haven't been to the place where the actors are filming..."

Cen Li smiled and said: "It's a pity, I don't have a show tomorrow afternoon, even if you come to pick me up, you still have to come to my house."

"Okay." There was a trace of regret in Qian Duoshu's voice, but he soon became excited again, "Do you still remember the crew I mentioned earlier? I will also join the crew soon, and I won't be envious when the time comes You, hum."

Cen Li smiled and said, "I'll visit your class when the time comes."

"Uh-huh!"

After hanging up the phone, Cen Li, who changed into home clothes, went downstairs and had dinner with Cen Chuanyi.

He remembered the class reunion he mentioned earlier, and said, "Uncle, I won't eat at home tomorrow night. The classmate holds a class reunion. It's the last time we meet. Let's go and see."

"Okay." Cen Chuanyi nodded slightly, "Do you want money?" As he spoke, he took out a black card.

Cen Li waved his hands again and again: "No need."

He does not spend much on weekdays.

One is that Cen Chuanyi really dotes on him. As long as it is what Cen Li wants, it will not take long before he will appear at home. For example, every once in a while, Cen Li's closet will be automatically filled with new clothes. Cen Chuanyi ordered someone to buy them for him. They were very suitable for his age. They were all high-end and well-fitting. There was nothing dissatisfied with Cen Li. Second, Cen Li's own needs were not high, so he didn't buy much luxury goods. , and the ones he fancy are basically not expensive.

Cen Chuanyi would get the wrong idea.

He raised his eyebrows and said: "There is no shortage of money at home, the little money you made from filming is saved for investment in the future, and the money is counted as pocket money."

"I'm not……"

"Take it." Cen Chuanyi said again.

Seeing Cen Chuanyi's tough attitude, Cen Li had no choice but to take it.

But when talking about the filming money, Cen Li said: "Uncle, Director Huang told me that the contract has already been handed over to you?"

Cen Chuanyi nodded: "You are underage, as your guardian, I signed for you without authorization, do you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind." Cen Li didn't think that Cen Chuanyi would cheat himself.

Seeing Cen Li's trusting expression, Cen Chuanyi's mouth slightly curled up, and he was in a good mood: "Well, the contract is in my study. I'll get it for you after dinner, and you can read it yourself."

Cen Li agreed and buried himself in his meal.

After dinner, Cen Chuanyi went to the study to get the contract for Cen Li.

The contract was thick, and Cen Li wanted to know how much the film crew paid him, but it was not easy to read it in public, so he greeted his uncle, picked up the contract, went back to the room, and lay down on the bed to study it carefully.

Cen Li's identity in the play is the third male, and there are not many roles in the play. He is full of money, and his salary is almost [-] after tax. For a person like Cen Li who has never acted in a movie, it is already very good.

He looked at the numbers above and was a little dumbfounded.

Uncle gave him an unlimited black card as pocket money, but asked him to save the [-] for investment...

Cen Li turned over, put his arms on his forehead, and smirked at the ceiling.