Little Terrified Bun

The atmosphere was awkward.

Wei Jing was sitting on a chair, drawing absent-mindedly. He didn't expect that Xu Jiaming's apprentice was the melancholy princely boy who shared the same dish with him yesterday.

What made him even more embarrassed was - when he heard the other party's name, did he think of who this boy was?

Li Fei.

When he was 21 years old, he brutally killed his biological father and buried his body in pieces. When he was arrested by the police, he still screamed with a ferocious expression—that man deserves to die, and I don’t regret killing him at all.The whole country was shocked and cursed the child as a white-eyed wolf.

At that time, this matter also dominated the hot search for several days.

In the end, the boy was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Wei Jing also supported him on Weibo at the time, thinking that this man was really hateful, he could kill even his biological father, so it can be said that he was not cold-hearted.

Now time has passed, jumping from 2011 to 2002. The man who killed his biological father at the beginning has become this shy and shy young boy with a shy smile.Wei Jing thinks that time is really a strange thing, it can change a person beyond recognition.

Just like him.

When I was a child, I probably never imagined that I would betray my elder brother, just to let my father's eyes stay on him for a while longer.

"What's the matter? Do you want an eraser?" Seeing the child looking at him all the time, Li Fei asked in a daze.Is there something wrong with him?

"No, no, I have an eraser here." Wei Jing waved his hand and smiled awkwardly at the boy.

"Oh!" Li Fei took the eraser back. He has a good impression of children. Although he is dressed as finely as the boy downstairs, he feels soft and waxy, like a harmless boy. Such a small animal, he wished to hold it in his palm and kiss it.

He is not a person who can speak nice words, and now he wants to have a few words with the child, but he can't find a topic.

The three people in the room were all painting in silence, only the sound of brushes swishing.

The heating in the studio was fully turned on, Wei Jing couldn't bear it after a while, he got up and took off the down jacket and put it aside, when he turned around, he saw fine beads of sweat on the young boy's forehead, Wei Jing crooked He turned his head, and asked a little puzzled, "Brother Li Fei, aren't you hot? Otherwise, take off your coat and put it with mine."

Li Fei's body froze, his eyes dodged, "No...no need, I'm fine."

"Oh!" Wei Jing, who was rejected, looked at the boy curiously, and returned to his seat to continue drawing.

On the other hand, Xu Jiaming on the other side was attracted by their conversation. He turned his head and looked Li Fei up and down a few times. Suddenly, his brows frowned, and his face was filled with anger.

Xu Jiaming put down the paintbrush in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Fei, come out with me."

"Master?" Li Fei looked embarrassed.

"Come out, don't you even listen to the master now?" Xu Jiaming snapped.Wei Jing was taken aback. The Xu Jiaming he came into contact with were all forthright and gentle. It was the first time that he was so angry.

Li Fei bit his lip, put down the things in his hands and followed Xu Jiaming out of the studio.

Wei Jing was extremely curious, but the other two were obviously avoiding him, and he wasn't a real kid, so how could he have the nerve to follow him?

In the study not far away, Xu Jiaming looked Li Fei up and down, and said, "Take off your coat."

"Master...Master?" Li Fei still wanted to fight again, in case the traces inside were seen by the master, and he was so angry that he couldn't eat anymore.

"Huh?" With the threatening auxiliary words, Xu Jiaming looked down at his little disciple. He raised this child for a year, and almost regarded him as half his son.It's just that Li Fei looks soft, but in fact he has a stubborn temper. He refuses to accept financial assistance, and refuses to move into their house.

Xu Jiaming could only buy him some clothes from time to time, and told him that the sold paintings cost a little more than they actually did, so he put some in and gave him a little subsidy, so that the child could live a better life.

As a result, it's been a year, and the child has lost weight and lost weight.

Li Fei hesitated for a few seconds, and finally, under Xu Jiaming's majestic gaze, he took off his old cotton jacket. He was wearing a round-neck sweater underneath. A red mark is extremely conspicuous.

Xu Jiaming gritted his teeth, pulled the clothes out a little, and vaguely saw the young man's scarred back.

"He beat you again." Xu Jiaming really wanted to kill someone at this moment, what kind of father is that bastard, he's lazy and doesn't make money to support his family, and he drinks and gambles every day, and when he loses the bet, he comes back and beats his wife child.

No amount of money can fill the hole of a gambler.

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt." Li Fei shrugged indifferently, and comforted: "Master, you also know that my skin is fair. These marks look scary, but they don't actually hurt at all."

"Stupid child." Xu Jiaming rubbed the child's head. How could it not hurt when he was hit? "You wait here, I will ask your teacher's wife to bring some medicinal wine, and I will rub it for you to dissolve the blood stasis."

Li Fei nodded obediently, the residual temperature on his head made people feel warm.

-

In the tea restaurant with a beautiful environment, faint saxophone tunes linger in my ears.

Wei Zhe was sitting in a remote corner. Opposite him was a middle-aged man in his early thirties. He was thin and his hair was combed behind his ears. He was wearing a clean and tidy blue striped suit. leather shoes.

In fact, this person's figure is too thin to wear a suit at all, because he can't hold it up, just like a child stealing an adult's clothes, it looks a little ridiculous.

Wei Zhe picked up the black-and-white contract on the desktop and quickly scanned it from beginning to end. He invested 300 million yuan, accounting for 12.00% of the capital, and the conditions were very favorable.But there was an additional condition, which clearly stated that he was only responsible for paying the money and collecting profits, and he had no right to control how the film was made and what actors were used.

This is probably because the director is afraid that he, a 13-year-old boy, will have a sudden whim at any time, appointing that actor, or adding or subtracting plays for whom.

Wei Zhe smiled indifferently, he was not interested in making movies, he just wanted to make some money.

After the two discussed the details, he readily signed.

The skinny director was stunned for a moment, looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and couldn't help but said, "You really don't look like a 13-year-old kid. When I was your age, I didn't understand anything. I know how to go out and have fun."

Wei Zhe held the pen in his hand for a brief pause. He pushed the document in his hand to the director, and said calmly: "Before signing a contract, you always need to make some preparations, don't you?"

"You're right." The director sighed, his eyes full of disgust, "Unlike me, I don't know people well, and almost ruined the movie."

The person who withdrew his investment was his best friend, so he didn't sign the contract immediately. Unexpectedly, after only two days, the other party turned his back on him.

"Don't worry." Wei Zhe stood up and patted the man's shoulder, "That man will regret it."

An opportunity to directly multiply assets by ten times is not available all the time.

The author has something to say: Wei Zhe: Watch me do magic tricks, 300 million into 3000 million.

Wei Jing: ...

Sleepy to faint, sorry for being short, crying! QQ