Yu Congwu fell asleep in the dressing room.

He hasn't dreamed about his childhood for a long time.

At that time, he was still the second young master of the Yu family. His parents and elder brother hadn't died in the air crash. He was still living in the old house and hadn't moved out.

The old house is next to the business.The two sets of courtyard houses are separated by a deserted alley.The children of the two families did not play in the yard, but in the alley.

They are both nine or ten years old, and Yu Congyun is a little older, in the second year of junior high school.

Shang Luochen likes to play game consoles, Yu Congyun likes to read books, and Yu Congwu is crazy alone.

Jump from one end of the alley to the other end of the alley, and then listen to other grandparents wrangling on the side of the street.After I came back, I dragged the two of them to chatter like a sparrow...gossip.

In fact, Yu Congwu had a better relationship with Shang Luochen when he was young.They are more lively, and there is something to say, Yu Congyun is a few years older, and he likes to be quiet, and often enters the room after hearing a few words.

In the old house, there are only the nanny and a few of their children. The adults are all doing business outside, and they don't see each other once in a few months.

When I was so young, I liked to discuss what to do in the future.

Yu Congwu said back then: "I want to be on TV."

Yu Congyun was startled, then shook his head: "Dad won't agree."

Yu Congwu didn't understand: "Why?"

Shang Luochen did know.He is the only one in his family, and he is very precocious: "I have only one choice to inherit the business, and I must only study finance."

Yu Congwu suddenly realized, and he spread his hands: "My parents said that the Yu family is my brother's property, so let me not think about it! But other than that, I can do whatever I want."

There was a "snap" next to him, and he turned his head to see that it was Yu Congyun who closed the book.He pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

"I don't want the Yu family either. I also want to be an actor."

Yu woke up from the fog.He recalled the scene in his dream for a long time before finding this scene from his deep memory.It seemed that this incident was the beginning of Yu Congyun's first quarrel with his family.

His head hurts. ...I stayed in the water for too long, I caught a cold.

Yu Congwu sneezed.

He struggled for a while to get up from the sofa, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the sofa, so he should lie down.

There was no one in the dressing room anyway.

Sorry, there are some words that cannot be said.

Just as he felt that no one was there, someone knocked on the door of this room.Then footsteps were heard.

"From the fog, are you there?"

It was Hong Yinian's voice.

Yu Congwu hurriedly got up.

"Yinian...cough cough..."

Yep, it's a real cold.No more doubts.

I only saw a cup of unknown liquid in Hong Yinian's left hand... I can't tell what kind of medicine it is, but judging from the gesture of handing it over, it should be for him.

"Staying in the water before the weather turns hot, someone from Yanhui sent Banlangen to you. I'll send it to you."

Hong Yinian stared at Yu Congwu obediently drinking it up, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The kid is so good."

"Children will have candies after taking medicine."

Yu Congwu looked up innocently.

"Brother Yi Nian, I want some candy."

……

Hong Yinian was distracted, he fumbled in his pocket and took out the candy.It's still the fifty-cent pack of salad sugar from when I was a child, which is hardly seen in the market.

"No wonder Qi Si insisted on giving me all this. I thought it was my reward, but it turned out that you wanted to eat it."

"I knew it was Qi Si's. This Chinese patent medicine is effective, but it tastes very bitter. It's like a bag of Banlangen in his arms. But, why did you bring it here?"

Yu Congwu happily tore open the packaging bag and stuffed it in his mouth with satisfaction.

"I'll drop by... Ouch, no wonder Qi Si is an S-level agent. Raising you is like raising a son. It's nothing compared to that."

"Fart, obviously I can take care of him. He can't even support a dog by himself."

Yu Congwu gave Hong Yinian half of the seat, and gave him a palm of candy.

"Two years ago we were shooting a movie in an old forest in the deep mountains. He picked up a local dog with great love and returned it. As a result, he gave it to his parents to raise in less than a month. I asked, and he said, after that Accompany me to run a publicity campaign, he forgot to leave food for the dog, and the dog almost starved to death."

Hong Yinian was indignant.for the dog.

"That's too irresponsible!"

"You can't blame him." Yu Congwu said honestly, "Once he even forgot to feed himself, so he went to the hospital hungry."

Hong Yinian: "He needs a nanny."

"Last year, the reporter said it was Qi Si's little lover. The babysitter his mother found for him was 48 years old, a neighbor from his hometown who came out to do odd jobs. When the news came out, his mother called him and scolded him for half an hour."

Hong Yinian really admired it: "If Qi Si becomes a screenwriter, he will be a hit. Art comes from life."

"I don't know if I'll be a screenwriter or not. I'm sure I can be a good cook—make that kid who said bad things about me into pork buns."

Chatting and eating candy was so enjoyable that I didn't notice that the door was still open.Fortunately, I just said a few bad words and didn't do anything bad.

Keith didn't care about it, took the remaining half bag of sugar and put it in his leather jacket and whistled.

"If you speak ill of an elder, it will be confiscated."

"You are not my elder, you gave me the candy, it belongs to me."

Hong Yinian joked.

"Your sister is your elder, she is your manager, and holds the same position as me. In the same way, I am also your elder."

Regardless of being a rogue or not competing with Qi Si, that is a real high-ranking demon.

After Qi Si finished speaking, he stopped making trouble.He is still very serious with a straight face, the kind of seriousness that seems to be about serious business.

"The make-up artist won't be free until a while, you guys wait first. Director Fang is going to shoot other things first, don't worry."

He seemed to just come to explain something, and then he was about to turn around.

"Wait, where's my sister?"

"I meant to ask her to come and get you, but she seemed really pissed off. On the phone."

Qi Si talked perfunctorily, waved his hand and left.

"No, can someone tell me what's going on, what's going on, what's going on?"

Yu Congwu was puzzled. "Oh yes, you shouldn't be on the set, why did you drop by to deliver my medicine?"

"Just found out?" Hong Yinian squinted.

"Too busy complaining about Qi Si, I forgot to ask."

"Are you a goldfish?"

"I'm... Don't be so busy messing with me! Tell me, what happened just now?"

"Hmm..." Hong Yinian put his fingers on his chin, and it seemed that he was not easy to speak, "Simply speaking, Mr. Liu is a layman guiding experts, which suddenly affects the progress of the shooting. It's a bit difficult to deal with... I think Yan Huidu went back to the lounge to avoid the limelight."

In this way, Yu Congwu's head didn't hurt anymore, and the emotions affected by the dream and the messy words before disappeared, and his mind was full of the fact that something happened to Mr. Liu.

"True or false? Isn't the drama manager one of his subordinates?"

"So many designers and programmers on the Internet are angry at Party A's father, don't you have enough jokes? Don't mention it, our Fang Dao's emotional intelligence... tsk tsk, you understand."

"Hey, I understand, I understand."

Two men who gossip together are no different from two paparazzi.

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