The most ruthless krypton gold anchor

Chapter 48 Do What You Want To Do

After his parents made such a fuss, Wu Wei took his mobile phone and went to see the comments and boycotts of those "making troubles", so he became indifferent.

"Son, milk, go to bed early after drinking." Wei Shuping knocked on the door and came in. The lively milk was placed on the computer desk next to the bed. Seeing her son still playing with his phone there, she hesitated: "Go to bed early." ..."

"Mom, did you and my dad see this?"

Wu Wei turned his mobile phone, motioned for his mother to sit down, and played her his performance at the Electronic Music Festival.

"Look, son, when did you learn it?"

"I learned it when Yanjing was floating, but I didn't expect it to be popular on the Internet now. If I knew it, I would have danced and played the suona a long time ago..."

The more he talked, the lower Wu Wei's voice became. In the end, he didn't remember what he said, and met his mother's eyes, silent.

After a long time, Wei Shuping raised her hand and touched her son's head, smiling: "Don't take it seriously, do what you want to do."

"Yeah." In this scene, the defense was broken, tears were in the eyes, Wei Shuping didn't look at her son's reaction, she stood up and walked out of the room, giving her son more space, she knew he could do it, and what a parent can give is warmth Don’t be afraid, son, whenever you get tired and come home, there will be enough temperature here to warm you up.

Ever since they were young, the couple have always felt that they are different from other parents, which may be interpreted as "releasing children", including Wu Wei who suddenly had to take the art test in the third year of high school. During the most critical year, more than half of his time was wasted in taking part Regarding art examinations, he failed to get into university in the end. Others’ voices of doubt once made Wu Wei very reluctant to go home. I don't want to see their arrogant eyes when they face their parents and feel that they are excellent parents.

Wu Jianping and Wei Shuping are ordinary railway workers. They never thought that their child could become rich and powerful. They only hope that he will be safe and successful. They don’t want to see their son always live under pressure during his childhood and growing up, let alone be a child. In the face of his son, he said who is so and so good in other people's families.

They would not praise their son for being outstanding in person, nor would they say that his son was not excellent. When they learned that their son was able to go to Bei Piao alone for three months and then stop asking for money from the family, in their hearts, his son had grown up. He is an indomitable man, even if he still doesn't have the great prospects that ordinary people say in the future, there is never any need to worry that he will not be able to eat for a day.

As a parent, the smartphone is so convenient, knowing that his son is playing on the Internet, how could he not pay attention, how could he not know that behind his son's explosion, there are so many opposing voices and so many abuses against him.

They are helpless, but they are deliberately pretending that they don't know anything. They only hope that their son who returns home will not be bothered by such things. Home will only have the taste of home.

The corners of Wu Wei's mouth raised slightly, and he wiped his tearful eyes. He believed that if his parents had the strength to help, they would definitely rush forward without hesitation, and face thousands of voices of objection, doubt and abuse to a decisive battle with them.

They didn't, but they gave their son the most powerful power, the courage to dare to go to Dragon Quest.

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"Mr. Wu, you are here."

"Professor Wu."

"Professor Wu."

"Hello, uncle and aunt."

Wu Jianping and Wei Shuping chose not to work overtime this weekend. The fact that their son suddenly earned 1 yuan a day had a great impact on them. They used to need to take care of their lives carefully and work hard to save money for their son. Life suddenly has no motivation.

Why do you work overtime? If you work overtime a day, the two of you can earn more than 200 yuan more.

Looking at my son's current job, it is much more important than the 200 yuan.

When they arrived at the photo studio, the couple saw their son's current status, and everyone greeted them with smiles. When they learned that they were Wu Wei's parents, their uncles and aunts called them close.

They also saw with their own eyes the newcomers who were talking about taking wedding photos and preparing to shoot today. When they learned of Wu Wei's condition after he arrived, they shouted, "Mr. Wu wants to take a photo, I will take the first one, and I don't want to take the previous ones."

It just so happened that a client's full set of wedding photos came out today. The high price is not only due to the photographer Wu Wei, but also the supporting facilities of the studio, such as large-size photo frames, beautiful and high-end stage layouts, and higher-end photo albums.

Apparently, the couple couldn't wait. After learning that the wedding photos were made last night, they rushed over early this morning when they opened the door. Under the envious eyes of the people around them, they opened it in the customer rest area in the lobby of the photo studio to check it out. The satisfaction of having obtained the perfect sensual enjoyment made them faintly admire Wu Wei after seeing Wu Wei.

"Mr. Wu, thank you so much, the shot is great."

"Ms. Wu, it's really great, I'm so satisfied."

Wu Jianping’s colleague, Lao Niu, and his wife came here early in the morning in Wu Wei’s car, and their daughter Niu Hui and her fiancé came from their house. Just Wu Wei, who earns 1 yuan by taking a set of wedding photos, what is even more unbelievable is that he can earn so much money, but he doesn't even take pictures, and goes outside all day to be a video blogger and Internet celebrity. If you say you don’t make any money, but if you work hard in a photo studio, even if you earn one hundred thousand a month, no number of families can match it.

Don't be fooled, daughter?

With such thoughts in mind, the couple followed. When they saw the new car, they already believed it in their hearts. They were all colleagues in the same unit. Everyone knew who could earn how much. If there is a famine, it will not even touch the edge.

They are curious, how can it be different to take a wedding photo?

They can't tell that Zi Wu Maoyou is, but they can also feel that the photos in the hands of the couple who got the wedding photos are indeed different from some photos in the photo studio and some photos they have seen. I can't tell where it is.

"Wu Wei, thank you so much." Niu Hui and her fiancé came over to thank her in advance, and her fiancé first went to the studio's financial office to pay the wedding photo shoot fee through formal channels, which was the price previously set by the studio for Wu Wei.

After paying the money, the manager of the photo studio came out. He acted as if he knew it was a matter of Mr. Wu’s friend, and ordered the receptionist who had served Niu Hui before. The number of photo frames in the whole package was doubled, and the materials were better, such as album banners and posters. Do more of everything, and let them choose more photos, which is equivalent to the whole package service, and the price has increased by several thousand yuan again, but it does not include more gifts for clothing and photos. The studio manager also understands that if Wu Wei is willing to take more photos , They are happy to do the favor and prepare more clothes and accessories.

The inner face was enough, and Niu Hui felt that the money was well spent. The smile on her face never faded, and she cheerfully followed the receptionist to choose clothes. Wu Wei shouted: "Choose two more outfits."

The smile on Niu Hui's face grew wider.

Before the filming started, Wu Wei's car had two more Huazi and two bottles of Wuliangye that Niu Hui's fiancé brought over from the car.

(End of this chapter)