MTL - Thousands of People Suspected of Rebirth and Became Popular on the Internet-Chapter 122 Why is Yan Yan still so shy?

After the rain, the South City was sunny in the morning, and the traces washed by the rain last night gradually disappeared.

The spacious bedroom is very quiet, the curtains are drawn, only a small gap is opened, and the warm winter sun shines through the gap, forming a beam, and you can see fine dust flying inside.

An Qingyan opened his eyes in a daze, then sat up on the mattress, the quilt covering him also slipped, and the thin body was wearing an ill-fitting white shirt, not the one from last night.

Because he was so tired from being tossed, he simply fell asleep. Gu Fei probably changed his clothes for him...

Gu Fei specially changed his shirt for him.

It's really... nasty.

Realizing what he had done last night, An Qingyan woke up instantly, and his cheeks immediately started to heat up. He was bold enough last night, but now he feels shy with hindsight.

How could he do such a shameless thing!

As soon as Gu Fei opened the door and came in, he saw the boy sitting on the bed with his head lowered and his hands covering his face.

After seeing him come in, like a frightened rabbit, he immediately got into the quilt, as if he had lost his face, but now he is shy.

The man's stretched brows and eyes were stained with a little smile, which softened his originally deep and aggressive face. He stood by the bed and leaned over to look at the bulging quilt.

"Baby, wake up."

The magnetic and gentle voice reached the boy's ears through a layer of quilt, and his cheeks became more and more hot. Brother Fei called him the same way last night, and he called him many times.

Gu Fei waited patiently for a while, only to see the person hiding under the quilt slowly revealing his head, dodging his eyes, and calling out to Brother Jufei softly.

Seeing An Qingyan's flushed cheeks, Gu Fei touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and then touched his cheek again. It was a little hot, and he immediately asked with concern, "Have a fever?"

An Qingyan: "...No."

"If there is anything uncomfortable, you have to tell me." The man's expression was serious.

"..." An Qingyan pursed her lips and whispered, "I just blushed under the quilt, nothing happened."

He really didn't feel anything, but getting enough sleep made him feel refreshed, maybe that's the benefit of not having pain.

Gu Fei was still worried, "Let Brother Fei check and check."

"Check...check what?" An Qingyan looked at the man in front of him in confusion, met those eyes with a little playfulness, and he immediately grabbed the quilt vigilantly, "No no no... No need to check!"

The man let out a low laugh, leaning on the mattress and leaning in front of the nervous teenager, looking at those innocent and vigilant peach eyes, his thin lips moved, "Why is Yan Yan still so shy?"

An Qingyan was so shy that she buried her face in the quilt again, and said in a sullen voice, "Don't say anything..."

Gu Fei didn't give up, he liked to see Yan Yan's shy and at a loss, he raised his hand and touched the boy's head, "Also, Yan Yan looks good in my clothes, I like it very much."

…

It wasn't until the person was teased that he almost shrunk into the corner of the bed that Master Gu went out to work in a happy mood. Before leaving, he did not forget to instruct An Qingyan to stay in the room and rest.

If he could, he really didn't want to go to the company.

The spring night is short and the day is high, and since then the king will not go to court early.

Also makes sense.

…

Since receiving the call last night, Wu Weiguang has been so excited and worried that he didn't sleep much all night, and went to the Gu Group early the next morning with two dark circles under his eyes.

As a result, the front desk told him that their president hadn't come to work today, so he waited in the reception room for more than an hour. When he was disheartened and ready to go home, he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally he was looking forward to the legend. Gu Ye in the.

There are rumors in the outside world that Mr. Gu is indifferent and unfriendly, with a paralyzed face every day, but when he really sees the other party, does he think the rumors are wrong?

"You're welcome, please take a seat."

"Okay... Master Gu, you can sit too."

Wu Weiguang swallowed nervously, and calmly looked at the man sitting on the sofa on the left. He was tall and had long legs, and his figure was like that of a top male model. His face was also very good-looking, with an advanced movie quality.

If he goes to film, it will be very popular.

Most importantly, there was a faint smile between the man's handsome eyebrows, as if he was in a good mood, and he didn't seem to be as indifferent and alienated as rumored.

Wu Weiguang couldn't help but relax and said tentatively, "Master Gu, the investment you told me last night..."

Gu Fei: "One hundred million."

With mental preparation in advance, Wu Weiguang can still remain calm. This 100 million is indeed an unattainable number for ordinary people, but for Gu family, it is really nothing.

"Really, thank you very much, this investment is very important to Wu." Wu Weiguang thanked Gu Fei from the bottom of his heart and solved his urgent need.

"To be honest, Wu did encounter a problem in the casting of this drama, but it should be solved now."

With this investment, what else is he afraid of, then Mr. Wu will go to hell.

Gu Fei hooked his lips invisibly, "Then congratulations to Director Wu first." After a pause, he added plainly: "Gu trusts your vision and can choose the most suitable candidate."

Hearing this, Wu Weiguang's eyes lit up. Master Gu meant that he would not interfere with the casting, nor would he decide who would be selected. Thinking of this, he couldn't restrain the smile on his face, "Master Gu, don't worry, I already have the most suitable candidate in mind.”

"However, I have a question I want to ask you." Seeing the other party nodded slightly, Wu Weiguang continued to speak: "Why did you suddenly invest in "The Legend of Kyushu"?"

Gu Fei was reluctant to explain so much, "There is no reason, I just want to vote."

Wu Weiguang: "…"

Well, rich and willful.

He really doesn't understand the world of the rich.

The fact is of course not like what Gu Fei said. He invested in this drama for two reasons. One is because of the commercial value of this IP. It is adapted from a well-known novel. The director and shooting team are all first-class in the industry, and they are very popular. potential.

Of course, the biggest reason is because of An Qingyan.

Gu Fei could see that the child really liked this drama and the role of Shen Tinghan, and often studied Shen Tinghan's character with the novel, thinking about how to play this role well.

Sometimes An Qingyan would also tell him. When he said this, the child was very serious, and his eyes were full of light.

How could he bear to disappoint his Yan Yan?

Obviously children have this ability.

Gu Fei can't tie An Qingyan to his side. He has his own ideals and pursuits. What Gu Fei can do is to make the road smoother and let the children walk smoothly. Don't be wronged.

This was something he had decided a long time ago.

Of course, even if he invested in this drama, he would not ask An Qingyan to be the male lead.

Gu Fei has his own principles.

Most importantly, he believed that his Yan Yan had this strength.

After coming out of Gu's Mansion, Wu Weiguang's mood was brighter than the sun in the sky. He immediately took out his mobile phone and called President Wu, and no longer had to swallow his voice.

"Mr. Wu, I have already decided who the male No. 1 candidate is."

There was a middle-aged man's rough voice over the phone, with a greasy smell: "I said, Director Wu, wouldn't it be great if you had been so knowledgeable earlier, Duan Ci's acting is so good, don't you think? "

Wu Weiguang smiled disdainfully, but spoke in a very polite tone: "Mr. Wu, I think you may have misunderstood something. The person I chose is not Duan Ci."

"What? It's not Duan Ci, who is that?"

"Didn't I **** explain it to you already?!" President Wu scolded angrily: Wu Weiguang, I advise you, don't make a toast, don't eat and punish you, and annoy the old man. You don't have the funds to see you asshole. How will the show go on! "

Wu Weiguang: "Mr. Wu, are you going to withdraw your capital?"

"What? Now I know I'm afraid? It's too late!"

"Sorry, I think you misunderstood again." Wu Weiguang said with a smile: "I mean, if you want to withdraw funds, hurry up, we murmured that this broken crew really can't accommodate your big Buddha."

After saying this, he hung up the phone, completely relieved.

Hurry up and get out of here, you are still!

Two hundred and fifty upstarts who are self-righteous without the quality and understanding of art!

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Yu Qingtong and Song Shuman played in the suburbs until the afternoon before returning. The two returned to Gu's house together. Song Shuman mainly wanted to see their youngest son.

The three sat together drinking afternoon tea and chatting.

"Yan Yan, why is there a red mark on your neck? How did you get it?"

Song Shuman got closer and wanted to take a closer look. An Qingyan was startled, and immediately pulled up the collar a bit to block the marks on his neck, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a mosquito bite."

Although it is winter now, the air conditioner is turned on for heating, so it is not cold. An Qingyan still wears a turtleneck sweater. In order to block the marks on her body, who knows that she is still found.

"There are mosquitoes in this winter?" Song Shuman was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much. "The mosquitoes in Nancheng are very rampant, Yan Yan, remember to spray more toilet water."

An Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Well, I know."

"By the way, Yan Yan, since your arm is almost healed, when are you going to move home? We all miss you coming back." Song Shuman looked at his younger son with anticipation. After so long, he finally Looking forward to today.

"This…"

Yu Qingtong said with a smile: "Yan Yan, don't be in a hurry, you can stay here as long as you want. Auntie likes you very much. You can spend more time with Auntie here."

Song Shuman was unhappy, "Qingtong, don't you have a son of your own? Don't rob me of a son, Yan Yan, don't listen to your aunt, it's better to go home and live."

Looking at the two arguing, An Qingyan couldn't help but smile.