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Di Que didn't take the parent-child exchange festival to heart at all.

Anyway, it's just a matter of showing his face at that time, which is not much different from those activities where he was invited to cut the ribbon, present awards, and be a guest.

The next day Di Que went to pick up Di Langlang, who had an excited little face, from the kindergarten, and had already forgotten about the parent-child communication.

"Lang Lang, let's eat roast duck tonight." Di Que put the take-out roast duck on a plate with a smile, and brought it out like a treasure.

Di Langlang's eyes lit up instantly, drooling and poking forward, wishing he could plunge his face into the roast duck.

Di Que proudly held Di Langlang by the collar, and laughed at him: "Don't worry, follow Dad and have meat to eat."

Di Que spared no time to put the golden, crispy, steaming slices with skin on the spring pancakes as thin as cicada wings, smeared with sweet bean sauce, put a few shredded cucumbers and scallions on it, rolled them easily, and stuffed them into Di Que Lang Lang's little mouth was already overflowing with saliva.

Di Langlang bit it happily, his mouth was full of greasy food.

Di Que squeezed Di Langlang's fair and tender face, and laughed at him: "Is it delicious?"

Di Langlang nodded while swallowing, and his black eyes fixed on the newly rolled roast duck in Di Que's hand again without blinking.

Di Que pursed his lips into a smile, and gestured to send it to Di Langlang's mouth. Di Langlang hurriedly opened his mouth to catch it, but Di Que turned back and sent it directly into his own mouth.

"Hahaha..." Seeing his son's pitiful expression of obvious disappointment, Di Que laughed heartlessly, almost choking himself.

After eating a roast duck meal for half an hour, Di Que enjoyed the traditional classic delicacy while enjoying the spiritual pleasure of teasing his son.

Di Langlang ate a lot greedily, and finally his belly swelled up, almost bursting.

Di Que leaned back on the sofa when he was full, and turned on the TV to cultivate a drowsy mood, regardless of cleaning up the mess.

"Father." Di Langlang ran over and threw himself into his arms, staring at him with big eyes flickering.

"What's the matter? Haven't you eaten yet?" Di Que flicked his son's forehead lightly.

"Father, our class is going to put on a play during the exchange festival, and the parents have to join in." Di Langlang said clearly.

"Huh? What do you mean by parents participating?" Di Que frowned, and the sleepy people who had just gathered dispersed.

"Mr. Zhao said that our little green seedlings class is a demonstration class, and we will publicly report and perform the fairy tale "Snow White" in the whole school. Every child and their parents must participate." Di Langlang ignored Di Que's question at all. , Repeat what I heard from Mr. Zhao according to the script.

Di Que raised his eyebrows, patted Di Langlang on the head and comforted him: "Father can help you, the lighting, sound, props, and costumes are all left to your father and me."

Using his B&D professionals to fool children like a kindergarten is simply overkill, and now Di Langlang will definitely worship his father as an idol.

While Di Que was fantasizing about it, Di Langlang continued proudly, "Father, I will play the eldest of the seven dwarfs."

"What?" Di Que suddenly became angry: "You play the dwarf, so who will play the prince?"

"Hua Xiaoxiao." Di Langlang smirked.

Di Que was shocked, holding his heart in pain.

How could Di Langlang, who had completely inherited his good looks, be reduced to a walk-on?The prince is so leisurely and flattering, how can Hua Xiaoxiao snatch the role of stealing the limelight?

Although Hua Xiaoxiao also has pretty features, how can he be as handsome as his son?

Di Que looked serious, sat upright, coughed and said, "Lang Lang, are these roles arranged by Mr. Zhao?"

It seems that he needs to have a good talk with Mr. Zhao.

"No, it's me who wants to play the dwarf." Di Langlang shook his head innocently.

"..." Di Que was speechless, three veins popped out on his forehead, and he slapped Di Langlang on the back of the head: "Silly you, if you don't play the leading role of the prince, why play a dwarf?"

Di Langlang was stunned for no reason, and argued innocently, covering his head: "The prince came out at the end. The dwarf has more lines than the prince. It was the dwarf who saved Snow White, and the dwarf is the hero."

Di Que was choked, his face turned blue and he didn't know how to explain this complicated relationship of interests to Di Langlang.

"Langlang." Di Que hugged Di Langlang to his eyes, and taught him earnestly: "In this acting, the one with the most lines is the best, and the one that is most popular with girls is the best. What do girls like? Of course it is Prince."

"But the prince has so few appearances..." Di Langlang was aggrieved.

"It doesn't matter if you appear less, the key is to have a good image. If you want to appear more, then you can play Snow White in a skirt, which is better than ugly and short dwarfs."

"But Snow White was played by a girl." Di Langlang didn't understand.

Di Que's head was in a mess, and seeing that he couldn't explain clearly to Di Langlang, he said angrily: "Anyway, you have to listen to your father and me, either you play the prince, or you play Snow White, you definitely shouldn't be playing tricks! "

Di Langlang pouted, with a reluctant expression of protest, and finally said in a low voice: "Then I'll find Hua Xiaoxiao in exchange, and he can play anything in Hua Xiaoxiao's novels."

Di Que heaved a sigh of relief, and nodded happily: "That's right."

"Father, you play the queen..." Di Langlang continued pointing at Di Que.

Di Que's hand in the air stopped and trembled, then he dug his ears and asked, "What did you say?"

Di Langlang laughed happily, and said loudly with great pride: "Mr. Zhao asked the parents to play the queen, and no one raised their hands, so I did. Mr. Zhao praised me in front of all the children."

"..." was betrayed...

Di Que Petrochemical was on the spot, digesting this terrifying fact for a long time.

He is the general manager of B&D who is in command of many stars, and he wants to play a big villain in a drama of a small kindergarten!

"Damn boy, your father and I are men, what kind of queen are you playing? If you want to play, you are also playing the king!" Di Que rose up to resist, and slapped Di Langlang on the back of the head again.

Di Langlang was a little dazed by his father's photograph, holding back his tears aggrievedly, and said: "Dad, didn't you let me play Snow White just now?"

"..." Di Que's face turned blue, and he finally roared: "Snow White is the protagonist, and the queen is the villain, can it be the same!"

Di Langlang curled his lips, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Di Que took a few breaths, tried to calm down, and compromised in a low voice: "Forget it, you little brat doesn't understand, I will go tell Teacher Xiao Zhao that I can't act, and let the parents of other children Go play."

Di Que stood up to dial the phone, and subconsciously glanced behind him. Di Langlang was still standing there motionless, with his head bowed and silent. The small figure looked a little lonely.

"Hello?" Teacher Zhao's gentle voice came out of the microphone.

"..." Di Que hesitated when he reached the point of his mouth, and hung up the phone after being silent for a while.

This time the sacrifice was really too great.Di Que sighed secretly, walked back and knelt down to face Di Langlang.

Tears were streaming down Di Langlang's face, and a person with red eyes was sobbing silently there.Di Que's eyes were also a little sore, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears for Di Langlang.

"Are you still crying? I just want to cry..." Di Que said distressedly, "You are so happy to let your father play the villain? You are so stupid."

Di Langlang blinked, and two big tears fell down again: "Father..."

"Oh, my son is really a great hero who sacrifices himself for others. If I want to play the role of queen, then you have to listen to my father from now on, bathe yourself, dress yourself, and do your own things." Di Que said with a straight face. put forward conditions.

Di Langlang looked at Di Que with sobs, suddenly nodded vigorously, threw himself into Di Que's arms and hugged Di Que's neck tightly, hot tears slipped into Di Que's collar.

Di Que's heart was full of desolation, and he couldn't help secretly hating himself for being soft-hearted.

If he refused what Di Langlang volunteered to agree to in front of everyone, it would be embarrassing for Di Langlang in the future.A man has to dare to be brave. As a father, he really paid a lot of money for his son's image.

Fortunately, Chen Feng was on a business trip during this period, so he did it secretly, and Chen Feng and the B&D staff must not find out, otherwise his fame will be ruined...

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?" Di Que read lines without emotion.

Sitting opposite him, Di Langlang held up a small mirror, and spoke to him: "Queen, you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

Di Que couldn't help being irritable in his heart, scratched his hair and stood up: "I won't practice, I won't practice, I'm so stupid."

Di Langlang threw away the small mirror, rushed over and hugged Di Que's thigh, and said with a chuckle, "Father is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"...be careful I will beat you." Di Que glared at the little bastard resentfully, regretting that he should have softened his heart for a moment that day.

Teacher Xiao Zhao was very grateful to him for supporting the parent-child activities in the kindergarten so much, and thanked him for a long time when he went to pick up Langlang.

After inquiring, Di Que found out that the parents of the family were either playing tricks as soldiers, or serving as background trees. Except for Hua Xiaoxiao’s father, Hua Dafa, who volunteered to play the role of king, there is no other person who is as lacking as him. .

Sunday is the official performance.

In view of the fact that the parents are busy with their daily work and do not have enough time on weekends, the kindergarten only arranged a half-day rehearsal time on Saturday afternoon.

It's fine for some parents with unimportant backgrounds to ask for leave, but adults with such an important role as him must be present.

Di Que couldn't help thinking, what evil did he do in his previous life to have such a disgusting thing happen.

Thinking of him standing in the center of the stage with heavy makeup and narcissistically shouting in front of the mirror: "Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?", Di Que's intestines turned blue with regret.

The key is that he has held back his grievances and dare not tell others, because once he accidentally slipped his mouth, what awaits him is definitely not kind comfort, but ridicule and ridicule from watching the excitement.

"Go and wash an apple for daddy!" Di Que was angry and ordered Di Langlang endlessly.

Di Langlang really went to wash the apples for him obediently, stepping on the bench with his short legs and trying his best to reach under the water with his little hands.

Di Quehuan leaned his hands against the door and enjoyed watching Di Langlang's clumsy movements, and took out his mobile phone to record Di Langlang's video.

"Lang Lang, look at Dad." Di Que smiled uneasily.

Di Langlang didn't understand, so he turned his head to see that Di Que was taking pictures of himself.

"Father, I also want to eat apples." Di Langlang didn't know what it would be nice for Di Que to be alone with his mobile phone, so he made a request to Di Que.

"Well, then you wash one for yourself too." Di Que looked at Di Langlang's short figure in the camera and was still struggling to lift his feet. He just thought it was extremely cute, and he laughed so hard that he almost couldn't burst into tears.

Di Que was enjoying it when suddenly Chen Feng called.

"What makes you smile so happily?" Chen Feng couldn't help asking Di Que when he heard that Di Que seemed happy.

"It's okay, what's the matter with you?" Di Que took a breath and withdrew from the kitchen.

Chen Feng thought that Di Que would be full of longing when he received his call, but he didn't expect his attitude to be so normal, just like he went to and from get off work normally every day.

"I've been catching up with work these few days, and I think I should be able to go back this weekend." Chen Feng chuckled.

"Hey? No need?" Di Que was taken aback, and he couldn't laugh immediately: "You can go to your own business, and you don't have to work so hard, take your time. It would be nice to come back next week."

No matter how Chen Feng heard Di Que's tone, something was wrong, so he couldn't help asking him: "What are you doing this weekend?"

"No, nothing. Am I afraid that you are working too hard? Hahaha..." Di Que's heart tightened, and he couldn't help sweating.

When Chen Feng heard Di Que's attitude, he was even more sure that Di Que had something to hide from him. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Okay then. Since you said so, then I won't be in a hurry, and I'll go back next week."