I Woke up to Find I Have a Child

There was a hasty knock on the door, Ye Mingxin opened the door in her pajamas, and the oncoming cell phone screen almost hit her face.

"Are you a judge??"

Ye Mingxin leaned back and saw the words on the screen clearly, she nodded, "Jiang Lingyan asked me if I would go, I think this show is not bad, and you are in it, so we can work together, so I agreed .”

Han Feixu was puzzled, "Why didn't you tell me?" Ye Mingxin knew where she was going, but she didn't know what Ye Mingxin's itinerary was.

Ye Mingxin tidied up the folded collar for her. From time to time, she would do some small actions, such as helping her tidy her hair, putting the cup directly on her hand, putting the earrings back on for her if they were crooked, Wait, wait, Han Feixu didn't feel used to it at first, but now she can't notice these small movements.

"I want to surprise you."

Ye Mingxin stroked the tidied collar twice, then stood up straight and smiled at her, "How are you doing, are you happy?"

Han Feixu looked at her silently, not knowing how to answer, Ye Mingxin was going to be a judge, what was the point of happiness, would she still let herself down?

Han Feixu kept silent. No matter how dull she was, she could tell now that Ye Mingxin didn't want to divorce her at all, and there were various signs that she was boiling frogs in warm water. After she gradually got used to this kind of life, they would You can live like this for the rest of your life.

"She" wanted a divorce, but Ye Mingxin didn't want to. The previous Ye Mingxin agreed to the divorce, which was probably the result of her hard work in the past. However, with her amnesia, all her efforts came to naught. Ye Mingxin never mentioned the previous things again. The divorce plan is natural Stranded.

Han Feixu took back his phone and looked up at her, "Then, are we going to shoot variety shows together in the future?"

"It's not possible to shoot together in every issue. I have nothing to do with the first issue." Ye Mingxin took a step back casually, which seemed like an unintentional move.

Han Feixu looked at the space where she exited, and this was a gesture hinting that she could go in.

Han Feixu's movements paused for two seconds, she put her hands behind her back, and then twisted her body tiredly, "So there are no judges in the first round, okay, then I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. The moment she turned around, Ye Mingxin's eyes darkened a lot.

It seems that she is a little bit tight.

Ye Mingxin was a little annoyed, and suddenly, Han Feixu turned back, Ye Mingxin had no time to withdraw his emotions, Han Feixu stretched out an index finger to the sky, with a smile on his face, as if laughing at why his memory was so bad, but in After seeing Ye Mingxin's scheming expression, she froze for a while.

Ye Ming was startled, and immediately put on a gentle expression, "Is there anything else?"

"Ah...oh, yes, I forgot to mention that tomorrow the kindergarten has a parent-child activity themed on the Dragon Boat Festival. The children and their parents will make rice dumplings and make dragon boat models together. Can you go?"

Ye Mingxin and Han Feixu are in a state of hidden marriage. Although this kind of parent-child activity is held in the garden, the people they meet are all big-witted parents, and there are basically no gossips, but that is based on the premise of being alone.

If two people appear together, even the boss can't help spreading the word ==

"Can't you go?"

Han Feixu bent one leg and stood more casually, "Of course I can go, but I don't know how to make zongzi, besides, you haven't gotten along well with Yiyi for a long time, just when you have breakfast in the morning We can see each other."

Yiyi goes to bed early, and Ye Mingxin usually comes back after ten o'clock. The crew has heavy tasks, and she still has so many endorsements and activities to participate in. It is not easy to rest for several days this year. According to past experience, she The rest period is no more than three days per year.

Even when she was fractured, she still went to work with her injuries.

For toys and delicious food, Yiyi has never been ambiguous, she just said it directly, but if she wants to play with her mother and mommy, Yiyi is embarrassed to say it, she knows that it is a difficult thing to get, and they may not agree to it .

I don't know how long the little girl has been thinking about it. Yesterday she hinted several times to Han Feixu that she wanted Mommy to participate in parent-child activities.

Ye Mingxin pursed her lips. Every time like this, she felt that she was very sorry for her daughter, and then had the urge to break the contract.

Of course, it is impossible to break the contract. On the second day, it is still time to film and act, and to endorse. Her daughter's pitiful face has been forgotten by her in outer space.

When you get home, repeat the above process again, again and again ==

"What time is it?"

Han Feixu couldn't remember what time it was. She turned on her mobile phone and read the group message sent by the teacher to the parents, "It starts at 11:30 am and ends at [-]:[-]."

Ye Ming thought about his itinerary for tomorrow morning, pushed it, and there seemed to be no problem, "Okay, I'll take Yiyi there tomorrow."

Han Feixu smiled at her, this time he really left and never came back.

Back in her room, Han Feixu continued to watch the news of the parent group. There are mostly mothers here, and only a few fathers appear occasionally. Everyone is explaining about the parent-child activities tomorrow. After the event, please invite all the children in the starfish class and their parents to go to her house to play.

Han Feixu basically didn't know how to speak in the group, she only watched the screen.

There are nineteen children in Starfish's class. This mother invited them one by one, and Han Feixu was soon invited. She was more enthusiastic towards Han Feixu than others. She probably wanted to see the only mixed-race child in the class. What do the parents look like.

Han Feixu declined, anyway, when they saw Ye Mingxin tomorrow, they would know why she refused.

Ye Mingxin had a child in secret marriage, and being able to participate in a parent-child activity is already the limit, how could he still go to the party of his classmate's parent Zhang Luo.

The next day, Ye Mingxin took Yiyi to participate in parent-child activities. After returning, Han Feixu half-lyed on the sofa and listened to Yiyi's exaggerated description of the scene at that time.

"All the parents are staring at Mommy! They look very surprised. Their expressions are the same as our expressions when the teacher showed us the movie of the orangutan opening the box last month!"

Han Feixu smiled unkindly, and almost fell off the sofa. She is her own mother, and Yiyi is also her own daughter, otherwise she couldn't bury Ye Mingxin in such a serious manner.

After sending Yiyi back, Ye Mingxin didn't even enter the house, and went directly to the set to film. Yiyi took out the little rice dumplings made today from her schoolbag and handed them to her like offering treasures, "Mom, this is me and Mommy. I made it for you, try it."

Han Feixu's joyful laughter came to an abrupt end after receiving the messy and sticky glutinous rice on the reed mat.

……

Yiyi: QAQ mom hates it.

Jiang Lingyan's party was held on the weekend. The night before, the variety show that Mao Yangjun participated in happened to be broadcast. It was fine when it first aired. All the scenes of Mao Yangjun's accident were cut out. No one knew about that time. What happened, and after Mao Yangjun felt better, he returned to the set to continue filming. He finished the remaining steps firmly, and then returned to the hospital to continue hanging.

Because of this, variety show directors and producers are full of praise for him, saying that he is really dedicated.

But this is just the calm before the storm...

In the middle of the night, a blogger in the entertainment industry with only tens of thousands of followers suddenly broke the news that Mao Yangjun drowned at the shooting site of the variety show, and was suspected of being murdered.

There are pictures and the truth. The photos of Mao Yangjun being rescued and the photos of being taken to the hospital are very clear. It can be seen that they were taken by the on-site personnel. Even the paparazzi did not get this first-hand information.

As soon as this news came out, it was on the hot search list in less than an hour, but it was at the bottom of the list. When some netizens saw this hot search and started pouring tap water, all kinds of conspiracy theories and indirect hot searches were all over the place. Out.

Up to the program group, down to all the variety show guests, there is no one who does not lie down.

The most unlucky person was a man named Zhang Hao. He was the closest to Mao Yangjun at the time, in front of his left. Although there is no picture, some netizens insisted that Zhang Hao hid when Mao Yangjun fell into the water, because Mao Yangjun stretched out his hand subconsciously, trying to pull him to keep his balance, but when he hid like this, Mao Yangjun fell into it without any support, and almost died.

... It's true that people are standing in front, and the pot is coming from behind.

Han Feixu sat in the car and clicked through every trending search. Zhong Yuanyuan sat next to her, "Believe me, this Mao Yangjun must have done it himself."

Han Feixu also felt that Liang Zhu's guess was correct, but she still didn't dare to make a conclusion, because so far, people were criticizing the guests and program groups, but they didn't praise Mao Yangjun much.

"If you don't boast, you can't be popular? Look, is there such a group of people who are worthless for Mao Yang in every trending search? Their words are very similar, 'little fresh meat with no name and no background' , obviously, this is to gain sympathy!"

Han Feixu looked at it, and it was true, "This way can also become popular? Why do I feel that before he becomes popular, he will be blocked by the entertainment industry collectively."

No professional ethics, using human life to bully seniors, no one who is stepped on by him in this way can't let him go, as the hot search comment said, he is just a little fresh meat with no name and no background, If someone wants to retaliate, he will definitely not be able to resist.

Zhong Yuanyuan shrugged, "This is suicidal black and red. If it can catch fire, it will catch fire. If it doesn't catch fire, you may lose your life."

What is the entertainment circle, where a large amount of capital gathers, and the relationship between who and whom is not intertwined. If he does this, of course there will be resources in the future, but they will never be good resources, and it is even more impossible to receive decent endorsements. Big brands cherish feathers and will not let such a star tarnish their brand value.

And those people he provoked, if they are all kind or have no background, then it would be better, if there is a hot tempered and difficult to provoke, he will be finished.

Zhong Yuanyuan was amazed, "I've seen someone courting death, but I've never seen someone so eager to court death. Is he mentally retarded? How can a normal person do such a thing?"

Han Feixu only met Mao Yangjun once, and the two of them didn't even say a word. She didn't care whether Mao Yangjun was looking for death, she only cared about Liang Zhu's hairline that was about to lose.

……

The party was held in a lake-view house under the name of Jiang Lingyan. Seeing the scenery outside the car window getting more and more desolate, knowing that it was coming soon, Han Feixu quit Weibo and opened WeChat.

[Han Feixu: Where have you been? 】

【Shen Sangluo: I'll be there soon. 】

That's what it means to not go out ==

[Han Feixu: I'm almost there!Go out quickly, or I will give you the special-shaped rice dumplings made by my daughter. 】

Shen Sangluo: "..." What is a special-shaped zongzi?

What Han Feixu told her was that there was a small party. The host of the party said that everyone should invite their friends as much as possible. The more lively the better, Han Feixu had only one friend, so he could only call her.

Shen Sangluo didn't want to come at first, the company usually likes to hold these parties, and when the film is being reviewed, the film management also invites them to the party. There are too many parties, so she doesn't like the word party now.

But what Han Feixu said was really pitiful, as if everyone else had friends to go, but she was alone, Shen Sangluo thought twice, and decided to go, not only to support her friends, but also to save money on dinner.

After changing her shoes, Shen Sangluo was about to go out. Suddenly, there was a noise in the bedroom. She went back to the bedroom and found that the calligraphy practice tube had fallen over, and the rice paper inside was scattered all over the place. But the most obvious thing was the The framed scroll inside.

Squatting on the ground, Shen Sangluo unfolded the scroll, looked at the words "A single mistake will cause eternal hatred" on it, and sighed deeply.

Then, she put the scroll back again.

Unexpectedly, this is a harbinger.

……

When Shen Sangluo was driving on the road, Han Feixu had already arrived. As soon as she walked in, she heard a man pouring bitter water in the living room.

"I am wronged! That photo is definitely a matter of angle. In fact, I am far away from him. We can put three Nie Kaiyuan between us. How could he subconsciously come to arrest me!"

No need to ask, this must be Zhang Hao.

Nie Kaiyuan, who was mentioned by him, turned black, "It's up to you, can you stop using me as a unit of measurement."

Compared with other male artists, Nie Kaiyuan belongs to the stronger category. His body is full of tendons and he is tall. Looking at it this way, he looks a bit like Dashi Johnson who is two sizes smaller.

Chi Qiu sat on the armrest of the sofa, listening to Zhang Hao's complaints with a smile on her face, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she turned her head, stood up immediately, and walked towards Han Feixu, "Come early enough, if you come a little later , we're leaving."

What she said was too exaggerated. Jiang Lingyan set the time at four o'clock in the afternoon, and now it is only ten past four o'clock. If you rush this way, if you dawdle, it will be too late.

Not to mention, Han Feixu would feel a little guilty, but when Chi Qiu said it so loudly, the guilt in her heart was gone. She smiled and said, "Something at home is delayed, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Hao is also a little fresh meat, but his personality is more like old bacon.

He is a man from the Northeast, and he knows everyone well. Although he has never met Han Feixu, it does not delay him from complaining. It's your junior brother, when is he going to give me clarification?"

Han Feixu waved his hands again and again, "No, he's not my junior brother. I've been out of acting for six years, and my comeback time is later than his debut time. It's better for you to be familiar with him than me."

Yuan Jize, who was also lying on the gun, smiled brightly, "Understood, everyone is not familiar with him, so he is familiar with me."

Except for Lu Ersi, there are basically no newcomers in this house. Even Lu Ersi is a fledgling girl who debuted for a year. Everyone knows these routines. After careful consideration, they understand the reason for today's accident. Where does it come from.

The artists were all sitting in the living room, the staff of Fu Huadao were all sitting at the bar, and Jiang Lingyan was sitting and chatting with the director and production director on the wicker chairs outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Jiang Lingyan went back to the house and sympathized with everyone along the route. Han Feixu was also sitting next to the artists. She was the last one to be sympathized. Jiang Lingyan took a sip of the red wine, " When will Ye Mingxin come over?"

She asked in a low voice, and there was no one else around, so she was not afraid of being heard. Han Feixu also replied in a low voice: "She will come over after filming, probably at eight or nine in the evening."

The party didn't end at that time, at least until midnight, and everyone would go back one after another. Jiang Lingyan took another sip of red wine, and finally asked the question she really cared about, "When is Shen Sangluo coming?"

Han Feixu looked at her leisurely, and looked at her for a while, before Han Feixu said, "Tell me a question first, doesn't it mean that everyone can invite friends over? Why didn't I see anyone else?"

Most of the artist's friends are also artists, but there are only eight of them here, including the two judges, there are only ten. How can there be any extra "friends"?

Jiang Lingyan didn't change his face, "There are too many miscellaneous people, and this party will lose its original meaning. Besides, I don't like occasions with too many people."

——The more people there are, the more lively it is, isn't it?

The words were still in my ears, Han Feixu really wanted to slap her, but she didn't dare to TAT

"Please, everyone is related to "I Am the Protagonist". After a while, Shen Sang landed and found that this place is not what I said. She shouldn't be in a hurry with me. Even if you want to trick her, do it in a decent way." Bar?!"

"At the very least, you can't expose me. If I lose her trust too, it will be basically impossible for you to trick her out in the future."

Shen Sangluo's admission to Peking University was not just due to hard work. He is a serious genius with a higher IQ than ordinary people.

Although, her IQ often overturns ==

After hearing her words, Jiang Lingyan pondered for a moment, "You are right."

Jiang Lingyan nodded, "Okay, I'll call someone over in a while and fill this place up. Thank you this time, if you need me in the future, just ask."

"Don't worry, I'm definitely not being polite to you."

Jiang Lingyan: "..."

Han Feixu also felt that Jiang Lingyan had a terrifying aura, which was especially in line with her reputation as a pickpocket.At first, she was really afraid of her, but as soon as she told her about Shen Sangluo, Han Feixu's mentality became balanced. After all, isn't this a person who wants to chase after his good friend.After chasing him for a month, I haven't even seen him twice, let alone made any substantial progress.

How stupid, Shen Sangluo, who is so easy to chase, has not taken it for such a long time.

In Han Feixu's heart, Jiang Lingyan has already walked down from the altar, so naturally she is no longer scary ==

Jiang Lingyan left, and Han Feixu returned to the artists. Not long after she sat down, Chi Qiu came over. Qiu's face was full of pride.

Han Feixu's gaze swept across the front inadvertently. Just in time, a female artist over there raised her head. Seeing Han Feixu looking at her, she immediately showed a polite smile.

Before coming, Han Feixu had read all the contestants' profiles. The artist who smiled at her was Han Yiren, with a nice name, and she was also the youngest among all the players present.

Only 20 years old.

Han Feixu smiled back at her, and Chi Qiu followed her gaze, then turned back, "Know you?"

Han Feixu shook his head, "I don't know."

"I think so too. You just returned to China, and she debuted only two years ago, and you two haven't had the chance to know each other. I thought you two were relatives just now, both surnamed Han."

Han Feixu said helplessly: "There are so many people surnamed Han, and not all of them are relatives."

At five o'clock, a bunch of young men and women came from nowhere. They filed in and filled the house to the brim. Looking at the people who came in, Chi Qiu wondered, "What is the DG group doing here?"

DG is the abbreviation of doppelganger, which means double body. There are three pairs of players in this group, and each pair looks very similar. They are very popular now, and they are one of the most popular boy groups in the country.

Chi Qiu: "Every time I see them, I feel that their faces are made by a hospital."

Han Feixu: "..." It's a bit similar.

Being able to call the DG group over in such a short period of time, it seems that Jiang Lingyan's status in the entertainment industry is not generally high.

Han Feixu shook the red wine glass, and sighed in his heart, what's the use of having a high status, isn't it because he is still abandoned when he is said to be abandoned.

……

Shen Sangluo finally drove to the place. When she parked outside, she heard voices talking inside, which showed how lively it was inside. She walked forward with a dull head, and sent a message to Han Feixu while walking.

When Han Feixu received the news, he immediately conveyed it to Jiang Lingyan.

The waiter at the door was driven aside by the party host for no reason. After Shen Sangluo rang the doorbell, the door opened two seconds later. Jiang Lingyan's hand was still on the door. Seeing Shen Sangluo, she tilted her head and smiled. "haven't seen you for a long time."

Shen Sangluo kept pressing the phone. After a moment of silence, she stretched out her hand, pressed the doorknob, and quickly pushed it in.

"boom!"

She closed the door outside.

Farewell! !