The president insists on showing love to me

Deng Cong actually came in with a rabbit in his heart.The editor-in-chief asked him to come over to take pictures, but he didn't say what kind of pictures to take?What is it for?What style do you shoot?Although I know that the editor-in-chief won't do anything to me, I still feel a little bit tricked into getting into a thief's boat.

After greeting the editor-in-chief of "Thief Ship Nursery", the editor-in-chief brought him to Bart to introduce him.Bart was fiddling with the camera with his head down, and he didn't know if he was listening or not. The little boy standing next to him hesitated to speak, and his eyes fell on Deng Cong, full of probing meaning.

When Deng Cong saw Bart with brown hair and gray eyes, he was so nervous that his hairs stood on end, not to mention there was a handsome blond guy staring at him intently beside him—Nimma's two foreigners!Do you have to communicate in English?It's Chinese and they can't understand it?One of the things he never thought of after being reborn was to learn English well!

"H...Hello...I, I...Mynameis..."

Just when Deng Cong introduced himself to Bart in English with unknown pronunciation, the other party put down the camera, looked up at him, and said in fluent Chinese with a little accent: "Hello, I am Bart, you Is it Deng Cong?"

Deng Cong nodded in a daze, thinking that the foreigner could speak Chinese, which caused him to worry about nothing just now.

Except when taking pictures, Bart is a man of few words. After saying a word to Deng Cong, he motioned him to go to the curtain to prepare to take pictures.

"No, what are we filming today?" Deng Cong looked at Bart, then at the editor-in-chief, "Should I change clothes and put on some makeup first?"

The editor-in-chief couldn't control it anymore, and laughed out loud while holding his belly, patted Bart on the shoulder, and sat down on the chair next to him to drink water.

Seeing this situation, the little boy who hadn't left was not only curious, but obediently sat on the chair next to Bart, looking at his own photo, but in fact he was waiting to read gossip.

Bart frowned and looked at the editor-in-chief of the shopkeeper, and briefly said a few words to Deng Cong, to the effect that today he just took a few photos of him to test his sense of camera, he can pose casually, no specific subject matter.

Deng Cong was relieved now, walked briskly to the green striped curtain, and sat down cross-legged.

After adjusting the camera, Bart walked over, set up the camera, and pointed the lens at Deng Cong.Deng Cong wearing a V-neck white T and light blue jeans soon appeared in the display frame. He didn't seem to enter the state immediately, and looked at the camera in a daze. It was this empty state that made Bart feel something hit him directly. heart!

inspiration!Inspiration surged from Peng Bai's body, and soon he decided what kind of photos he wanted to take for Deng Cong.

He began to instruct Deng Cong to change his posture and expression, and give praise and recognition.

And Deng Cong's condition is getting better and better. His emotions have entered the atmosphere created by Bart. feedback.

The smile on Bart's face grew wider; while Deng Congshe lost the dazed look he had just entered the door, and his whole body was full of aura.

The editor-in-chief watched all this in the dark, showing a scheming smile; the little boy dragged his chin and stared at Bart with a thoughtful expression.

I thought it was really just a few random shots, but Bart kept pressing the shutter, which made Deng Cong sweat from exhaustion, so he let him go.

Bart, with his eyes glowing, imported Deng Cong's photos into the computer, and they popped up one by one, covering the original photo of the little boy on the screen.The little boy watched, asking him in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Is he your new muse?"

Bart paused while holding the mouse, turned his head to meet the little boy's gray eyes, looked at it for a while, and then turned his gaze back to the computer.

The little boy got up and clapped his hands, walked up to Deng Cong, and stretched out his hands.He can't speak Chinese, so he can only introduce himself in English: "Hi, I'm Dona."

Deng Cong could still understand the two simple sentences, but he was taken aback by the sudden behavior of the little boy Dona talking to him. He stretched out his hand to shake him back, and replied in awkward English: "Hello, my name is Deng Cong."

Dona smiled, squeezed his hand, led him in his direction, and said in a low voice, "I remember, there will be a period later."

Deng Cong understood, but he was not sure what he meant, so he nodded indiscriminately.

Donner let go of his hand and left the studio without looking back.

This shooting...is just a shooting, and there is nothing after that.

Bart flew back to country F where he was staying with the photos, and Dona also flew to the next city to continue working soon after.

Deng Cong's work is now on the right track, he has a regular cooperative magazine, and occasionally shoots photos, posters and commercials. Among the readers of "MEN'S", he is becoming more and more popular, and the editor-in-chief is also more and more optimistic about him.

And Yu Hai seems to be talking to him about a regular guest in an online variety show recently. If he succeeds, it will be very helpful for him to move to the entertainment industry in the future.

Deng Cong didn't pay much attention to this. In his heart, he always felt that it was unreliable for him to enter the entertainment industry.

Having said that, Deng Cong personally seems to have a different view on acting. After performing "Those Youthful Times", he became more in touch with the teacher Kong who trained him to perform, and sometimes even followed the teacher to attend lectures everywhere. Listen to lectures.

Deng Cong originally had an acting class that day, but because Tangdou was going to kindergarten, he asked for leave.

Tangdou's current mental state is no different from that of children of the same age. In addition, he has also reached the age of kindergarten. Playing more with his friends will be beneficial to his growth.

Tang Yilei's house itself is a high-end living area, and there is a bilingual kindergarten with excellent qualifications just one road away from the community.After Tang Yilei evaluated, he decided to let Tangdou enter the park.At the beginning of the school year, the kindergarten also held a visit to let parents bring their children to familiarize themselves with the park.

When Tang Yilei told him, Deng Cong didn't even think about agreeing, but after agreeing, he began to have concerns—is it not good for the two big men to take a child to kindergarten?

"You said... Will this become the reason why Tangdou is bullied?" Deng Cong's words are not unreasonable. Many children were bullied at school when they were young, just like single-parent families being looked down upon by classmates; Parents have disabilities and are disgusted by others, etc. Although their family is harmonious and happy, the composition is still different compared to ordinary families today.

"If the kindergarten teachers and parents are really such shallow people, it's fine if you don't go to such a school." The teachers and students' families who can enter such a high-end kindergarten all have certain qualities and strengths. Tang Yilei believes that they can all Handled well.

It makes sense for Deng Cong to think about it. Tang Yilei's situation cannot be changed. Even if it is not him, another man will appear in this family in the future. Tangdou will always have to face such a situation.

Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably melancholy again. Will Tangdou also call that person "Mom" in the future?Then the family of three was lying on the big bed in the master bedroom, dragged into the bathroom by Tang Yilei in the middle of the night to do some miscellaneous stuff?

Realizing what he was thinking, Deng Cong quickly shook his head to drive out this terrible thought.

"What are you doing shaking your head?" Tang Yilei flicked his brains, and couldn't laugh or cry at this man's silly behavior from time to time.

Deng Cong rubbed his forehead and said, "Should Tangdou change his name? He's been in kindergarten, and he's used to it. If he can't change it, it's not good."

Tang Yilei agrees with this point, mainly to establish the child's correct view of gender, so as not to cause trouble for him in the future: "Tangdou is very sensible, explain it to him well, and he should be able to change it soon."

"Okay, I can finally be an older brother!" Although Deng Cong has always claimed to be Tangdou's "brother", to be honest, Tangdou has never called him before, this time he will change his words and make sure the children call him "" elder brother"!Even one sound will do!

Seeing him like this, Tang Yilei beat him mercilessly: "Tangdou is my son, you want to be his brother, why? Want to recognize me as a godfather?"

He even emphasized the last two words, and the meaning was different immediately.

Deng Cong's face changed from happy to tangled, from tangled to helpless: "Okay, uncle will be uncle. Tangdou, uncle will play with you."

As he spoke, he walked quickly towards the child watching animation in the living room, and lifted it up.

Tangdou was stunned for a moment, and then let out a "giggle" laugh: "High, no matter how high."

Deng Cong lifted it several times, then nestled into the sofa with the child in his arms.Tangdou recently ate well, drank and slept well, and his weight gradually increased. Even if he didn't lack exercise, his arms were a little sore after lifting several times in a row.

"Tangdou, uncle, I want to tell you one thing very seriously. You are going to kindergarten soon, and you will be a big child in the future. So, you can't always call me mom. Mom is a woman and I am a man, so I want to call you Uncle, understand?"

At the beginning, Little Tangdou was happily squeezed into Deng Cong's arms, but when he heard him say that he could not call her mother in the future, his little face suddenly became nervous, and he looked closely at Deng Cong with wide eyes: "Mom...why can't you call me mother? It's mother." Not uncle."

Deng Cong scratched his head, trying to make Tangdou understand the rules of this world: "Mom is a woman, and only someone like Aunt Fang can be called a mother. I am a man, so I can only be an uncle, just change the name, everything else is the same of."

"No, it's mom, not uncle." Tang Dou said, her head arched towards Deng Cong's chest, her mouth was pursed down, and she seemed to be crying.

"That's right, it's mom, it's mom, but let's pretend like this in our hearts, and call us uncle, okay?" Deng Cong is probably a typical unprincipled parent whose bottom line is withdrawn thousands of times with the child's tears. Eight hundred feet, can only do the final fearless struggle.

"Mom..." Tangdou really started to cry this time, there was no crying, tears fell out one by one, "Don't want the baby..."

"Emma, ​​baby, don't cry, stop barking if you don't like it, stop barking." The guilt came out of every pore of Deng Cong, and he immediately gave in.Unexpectedly, Tangdou would be so obsessed with calling him mother, and asking him to change his name actually caused him to drop Jindoudou.How can this be good?

But it shouldn't be and it's not a solution. Could it be that it's not enough to be soft, but it's hard to come... Just kidding, he himself can't bear it.

At a loss, Deng Cong couldn't help turning his eyes to Tang Yilei for help.

Tang Yilei guessed that it would not be so smooth at first, but he didn't expect that Tangdou's resistance would be so strong. He sat next to the big and small hugging each other, stretched out his long arms, and hugged both of them into his arms. Stick it on Jelly Bean's back to make him feel at ease.

Deng Cong froze, but was soon distracted by Tangdou's unstoppable tears, and coaxed him softly.

Tang Yilei hugged Tangdou for a while, pinched the back of Tangdou's neck with his palms, and comforted him up and down: "Okay Tangdou, you are a man, you can't cry so much."

Tang Dou gradually stopped crying, came out from Deng Cong's arms, let the adults wipe his face, then looked at Tang Yilei pitifully, and whispered, "Father, I want my mother, not my uncle."

"Father knows." Tang Yilei reached out his hand through the child's armpit, hugged him into his arms, looked into his eyes and educated him, "But uncle is a man, so it's wrong to call him mother. It's like the Rui who played with you Brother Rui, and other little friends, if they keep calling you little sister, wouldn't you be happy?"

Tangdou is now often taken around the community and has met many children in the community.One of them, Brother Ruirui, is the king of children, and the little boys love to follow him crazy.

Xiao Baozi followed Tang Yilei's train of thought and assumed that if he was treated as a girl by his friends... he would indeed be a little unhappy.Thinking about it this way, the clever little bun immediately learned to judge others by himself, and took his hand towards Deng Cong, and seemed to change his mouth, but couldn't say it for a while: "But, if there is an uncle, there will be no mother... ..."

"Baby, just treat me as my mother in my heart. Although I won't call him that in the future, but in fact, my uncle is just like my mother." Deng Cong was not in a hurry, pinched his little face twice, and smiled at him: " Is the little crying bag still crying?"

"Stop crying." Tangdou smiled shyly, took Deng Cong's hand with a little strength, and said softly, "...Uncle..."

Deng Cong was really going to be turned into a baby by this little baby, he was cute and cute, reasonable and sensible, there was simply no better child than his son in the whole world.

He was so excited that he threw himself on the child. He didn't consider the child's father who was holding the child. In the end, he directly threw the father and son onto the sofa. That was so fierce!initiative!enthusiasm!

Tang Yilei's eyes blurred, and the back of his head hit the armrest of the sofa. It didn't hurt at all, but he suddenly thought in his mind: It would be great if there were no children in between...

The author has something to say: a small theater with no responsibility

Tang Yilei: Be good, call him godfather~

Deng Cong: What is godfather?Can I eat it?

Tang Yilei: Yes, I will eat it for you (￣︶￣)