MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 69

The next day, twenty-eight years.

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Song announced a holiday, and the employees left the company one after another and went home for the New Year!

In the evening, Bai Yu bought a birthday cake. The family of three sang a little birthday song to Xiao Shouxing and sang a birthday song. Xiao Shouxing felt so happy for the first time, but he did not wait for him to enjoy being bullied and Judy. When the joy of encirclement was stunned by a sudden news.

Fight! Fight! Want! Out! difference!

The little watermelon snored while crying, and the crying gas was out of breath, and it seemed to be fainting at any time.

"Hegemony, hegemony, hegemony, don't go! Go!"

Bai Yu’s headache was beside the child, and he saw the pitiful look of his crying, and his heart was uncomfortable. He immediately sent a call for help to Song Shizhen.

Song Shiyi received the help signal from Bai Yu, licking his lips, and did not want to pay attention to him.

The Chinese New Year is the day of family reunion. This year is the first time that their family of three has been dispersed for two years. Together with the Chinese New Year, what is the meaning of this year?

Bai Yu was overwhelmed at the moment.

If you can, Bai Yu is not willing to abandon the big one and sprint to the field. But this time he is going to record the Spring Festival Evening held by the local station in the new southwest, he can't and can't evade.

"Brother..." Bai Yu looked at Song Shiyi uneasy. "I will get back as soon as possible."

The Spring Festival Evening of the local station is usually recorded one day in advance. Unlike the National Taiwan’s Spring Festival Evening 30, the broadcast mode is live broadcast, so the stars who participated in the show will be able to catch up with the last flight of the 30th night. It is.

Even if it is recorded in advance, Bai Yu will not wait until the 30th of the year to leave the new southwest. At that time, even if there was a ticket, he could not come back to eat New Year's Eve in a short time.

In the end, Song Shizhen still couldn't bear to see him in a dilemma. He said: "Can't you go?"

"I can't afford to offend them, I will mix in the circle later." Bai Yu sighed, thinking of something, eyes brightened and said: "Or, do you go with me? Directly in the New Southwest side of the New Year's Day Ten, just be a tourist!"

"I want to bring the little watermelon back to see my parents." Song Shiyi was only his eyes. "I have already told you this."

"Then how do you explain his origins? Song Shiyi, you have not considered my thoughts?" Bai Yuyi was not happy when he heard him say this.

He did not intend to let the small watermelons crown the Song surname at the moment, but Song Shizhen was extremely stubborn. He had to bring back 30 small watermelons. The small watermelon in the Song family was his son's identity.

Even if he can't explain the little watermelon, another biological father, Bai Yu, doesn't care.

This is simply mad!

"Bei Yu, we can never escape this problem." Song Shiyi looked at the youth until he saw the depressed shoulders of the latter, and then went out of date, picked up the small watermelon still smeared, and said, "My father and I have a bite." ""

The little watermelon tears her eyes and leans forward, holding her face in her face, and solemnly drops a watermark. "I want to remember me."

Bai Yu’s tip was sour and compromised: “Then take care of him, don’t let him be bullied by your juniors. Also, I will try to get back on the same day.”

Song Shi was indifferent: "My son, how can I let outsiders bully."

The mobile phone in Bai Yu’s pocket rang, and it was the phone that Mr. Zhang urged. The former did not look at it.

He leaned over and first kissed the child's face, then took a bite of Song's mouth, "Remember me."

In the Song Dynasty, he looked at Bai Yu with no expression, and there was a clear tooth print on his lower lip. The man’s expression seemed to be helpless.

Mr. Zhang and the new assistant received Bai Yu at the gate of the community. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Bai Yu only let the two people to the door.

The little watermelon squinted with tears in his mouth, and the other hand waved unwillingly. "Hegemony, hegemony, remember to think about me..."

The elevator door was completely closed. Song Shih, holding a small watermelon, turned back to the house, packed up a few children's clothes, and then went downstairs.

Since another male owner has already been on a business trip, he does not have the need to stay here. He simply takes the child back in advance and takes the relationship with his parents first.

The secretary of Chu stood in the community, parked a car next to him, saw Song Shizhen holding a small watermelon and came out, quickly pulled the door open, and said diligently: "The boss, I identified it in the car. If it is okay, then I will go back first, and here I will give you an early date."

When Song Song sighed, he shook the small watermelon that was held in his arms, and raised his chin. He did not look at the child who was still immersed in sorrow and said, "What should you say?"

The small watermelon **** the nose and hangs its nose, and says, "Chu Bobo, good every year!"

When Chu’s secretary was on the scene, he was unable to find the north by the child’s well-behaved, and he couldn’t see his eyes with a smile. “Happy New Year!”

The little watermelon screamed, and the weak and sturdy squatting on the body of the Song Dynasty, the eyes looked at the distance one by one, how did the tyrants not return?

"What happened to him?" Chu secretary stunned.

Song Shiyi walked into the car with his child bent over and said, "I am homesick."

Family?

Chu secretary subconsciously looked up and looked at the community behind him. This just left home and left homesick? How many children are this child?

In the car, the small watermelon is still in the arms of Song Shizhen. "When, the hegemony came back to me."

"do not know."

"Judi, my egg."

"Send to the old house."

"Judi, then can I see the eggs and the hegemony?"

Song Shiyi picked up a small watermelon and looked at the child's expression as if he was about to cry. His heart was soft and he said softly: "When you get home, you must remember to call your grandparents."

"Yeah." The little watermelon stared at him dumbly. "Jie Di, I am still very uncomfortable. The fighters don't take me to fly."

"After he came back, we punish him." Song Shiyi took out the appraisal book and said, "Give a small steamed buns to the small watermelon."

“The little buns are delicious.” The small watermelon suddenly smiled and bent. “It’s especially delicious.”

“Is a small watermelon like a younger brother or a younger sister?” Song Shiyan flashed a glimmer of light, then left the identification book aside.

Little watermelon excitedly said: "Brother!"

"Well, after Dad comes back, you tell him that you want your brother." Song Shiyi said meaningfully, "I will help you to convince him."

Little watermelon nodded heavily, and the bitterness of the hegemony left has disappeared. Instead, a younger brother shouting his brother!

He and the egg are going to be brothers!

At this moment, Bai Yu, who was far away from the plane, suddenly sneezed a sneeze, "Aqiu!"

Mr. Zhang, who is giving him a lecturer, was sprayed with a slap in the face, "..."

Bai Yu was embarrassed to wipe the nose with a paper towel, and looked at Mr. Zhang’s face with a sigh of fire. He also wanted to laugh at the same time. “Would you like to go to the bathroom to wash?”

Mr. Zhang fell Taiben in the arms of Bai Yu, and said with no anger: "Forget it, let me take a break, look at it yourself."

Bai Yu nodded and looked at Mr. Zhang wearing a blindfold. He didn't sleep for a while, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Just walked to the door of the bathroom, and came over to a person, Bai Yu did not notice, but the other party stopped in front of him. "You are Bai Yu?"

Bai Yu looked at the sound with a voice and said with surprise: "You are... Liu Kai."

Liu Kai smiled slightly: "Well, hello."

One by one, the filmmaker Liu Kai has won many awards in each of the films, and the acting school is a slap in the face, but the popularity of the fans is not too high.

This can only be attributed to the fact that he does not like hype and does not like to shoot TV. Although the film has won many awards, the audience rarely buys it.

Bai Yu was a little embarrassed. He had never thought about going to the bathroom and could meet the Emperor. He said, "Hello, I didn't expect you to be on this plane."

Liu Kai chuckled. "Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so clever. OK, go ahead, I am here to wait for you."

Waiting for him?

What are you waiting for?

Bai Yu went into the bathroom with a misty water. After coming out again, he saw Liu Kai standing in the same place waiting for himself and saying, "Are you looking for me?"

Liu Kaixiao laughed and waved his hand at random. "I am ten years older than you. I am still waiting for Kaige."

"...Ke Ge." Bai Yu dumbly Liu Kai's self-cooked.

He said, before the media broke Liu Kai's bad temper, like to play big cards, it seems that the press release is really different from reality.

"I have heard of you before, and now I have finally seen myself. The long one is really handsome." Liu Kai said with emotion, he received a puzzled look from Bai, and smiled: "I met with Mr. Qiu yesterday, Qiu The young master can praise you in front of me, and now I see it, it is really good!"

After Bo decided to go back, he was looking for a little fat man to talk about the day, lest the little guy show off himself with others all day, and he was embarrassed.

But I think that the little fat man is so hard to promote himself in front of the movie emperor, I must have true love for myself.

Bai Yu’s brain made up a short, short fat man, and Liu Kai, who is long-handed and excited, is more excited than his own.

...inexplicable feelings burst.

Liu Kai regrets: "It’s a pity that I have to go abroad in the first half of this year, or I will be able to play with you."

Bai Yu’s eyes lit up.

He does not lack a film, but he lacks a grand prize to prove his acting skills. If Liu Kai is really willing to take him, perhaps his dream of the year will soon be successful.

Song mother "ah" screamed, the fruit platter in her hand fell to the ground, rubbing and rubbing the glass of the ground "This, this, this baby!"

Song Shizhen put a small watermelon on the ground and pointed to Song Dad, who was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper with a look: "Grandpa."

"Grandpa I" then pointed to the still serious face, scared to return to God's Song mother: "Grandma!"

"grandmother!"

"Tear and tear one by one" Song's hand on the newspaper was torn into two halves.

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