Rebirth to write Wen Yang Baozi

Xiao Baozi once had the experience of flying a plane, and he was already familiar with it. After entering the airport gate, he held hands and ran straight to the security checkpoint. A security checkpoint was waiting for them lying on the railing, making their calves run faster than their long legs.

Fan Li was very helpless, and followed them until he saw them, before saying, "You guys went to the wrong place, come here, come with Dad."

Different boarding entrances have different security checkpoints. Obviously, Xiao Baozi found the wrong place, so he could only follow Fan Li and the others resentfully, and asked, "Dad, why are there so many entrances?"

Fan Li smiled slightly, and said: "Of course, you think about it, an airport has to lead to different places, and each place has different directions and needs different taxiing runways, so we need to enter from different entrances. Of course, the security checkpoint It's different."

Little Baozi seemed to understand, and walked slowly while holding his father's hand. Fan Lu said, "Brother, I will become a pilot in the future, and I will fly you to various places with you. You can go wherever you want."

Fan Luo pouted and said, "Why is my brother the pilot? I want to be one too."

Fan Li was embarrassed, and said: "Then you still say you want to be a hero, do you know what you want to be? Don't take you to see racing cars in the future, and you say you want to be a racing driver."

Little Baozi rolled his eyes and said, "Race racer, don't you drive as fast as flying? It sounds like it's also very enjoyable."

Fan Li was silent, walked to the security checkpoint, asked Fan Lu to take out the ticket and documents from his small satchel, and handed them to the security check staff.

He turned his head and waved goodbye to the reporters who followed them. There were quite a few reporters who followed them today, but they didn't bother Fan Li and the others, and only took pictures and videos.

Fan Li couldn't help thinking, if they put the image of the naughty little bun on the Internet, what kind of reaction would it cause?

After the group passed the security check, Fan Luo took his brother's hand and wanted to sneak forward. Fan Li picked up their collars from behind and said word by word: "No-promise-run."

The little bun laughed, and after a while, when Fan Li went to get back his backpack, they ran ten meters away in a blink of an eye.

Fan Li had a headache and hurried to follow, but Xiao Baozi didn't run far away, he waited for them in front, and ran away when he saw that they were about to catch up.

When Fan Li caught up with them again, he didn't wait for them to go far, and said: "You run again, if you get lost, Dad won't want you, so you won't make Dad worry and work hard."

The little bun saw that Fan Li seemed a little angry, so he obediently followed beside him, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said, "Don't be angry, Dad, we'll just run away."

Zhou Zixiong came over from the side and said, "If Zhou Chenfei is also this skinny, I will definitely have a headache and go crazy."

Han Mo also smiled and said, "Seeing such a headache when raising a child, I am afraid, Fan Li, you are really my idol."

Not to be outdone, Cao Jun said, "So, the two little guys should really be good and listen to daddy."

Fan Li glared at them, scolding: "Did you hear that? You see, some uncles say you are too skinny. If you continue to be like this, all uncles don't like you, and no one likes you."

Little Baozi stuck out his tongue and saw that his father was really angry, so they wouldn't run away. He obediently followed Fan Li and said, "Dad, let's not run away. Daddy won't be angry, okay?"

Fan Li breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Father is not angry, he is afraid that if you get lost, what should I do if I can't find you? You don't want Dad to be angry, so he will be obedient in the future."

The little bun will nod his head vigorously. As for whether they really listened to it, only they know.

The little bun became much more obedient, and quietly followed Fan Li into the cabin, found their seats and sat down.

They happened to be six people, sitting in a row of three, and they were all connected front to back. Fan Li sat in front with Xiao Baozi, and Zhou Zixiong, Han Mo, and Cao Jun sat in a row behind them in turn.

Little Baozi was in high spirits and didn't feel sleepy. He yelled for Fan Li to show them the cameras he took a few days ago, especially the last day, when Fan Li went to the stage in the morning to receive the honorary certificate and bonus. It was filmed for Han Mo, and Xiao Baozi will never tire of watching it. It was one of the proudest moments of their father, and they were so proud of it, happy like a happy little bee.

Moreover, Han Mo also took a picture of Fan Li walking back to them, the little buns lay in his arms, couldn't help but kissed him on the face again and again, as if they were the ones receiving the award, Every time they saw this, they joked with each other: "Look at you, brother, your face is blurred, like a little cat."

Fan Luo pouted and fought back: "It's okay, brother, the saliva from your kiss on Dad's face has all smeared on my face."

"Brother, look at how silly you laugh."

"Brother smiles as ugly as if he's about to cry..."

"Brother, do you think our father is the most handsome?"

"Of course, besides us, Dad is the most handsome."

Little Baozi said something to each other, Fan Li watched quietly, sometimes smiling, sometimes it was such a plain happiness, it was also a kind of happiness.

Zhou Zixiong sat behind him, looking at his back silently. His every move, every move, seemed to be the most noble and dazzling model on the catwalk, with endless charm, which attracted his attention, and he couldn't take his eyes off go.

Han Mo, who was sitting next to him, kept glancing at him out of the corner of his eyes because he kept his secret in his heart, only knowing that he was just thinking about problems in such a rebellious and quiet way, and wanted to talk to him, but was afraid of disturbing his thoughts. Appeared flustered.

Cao Jun, who was in the inner position, didn't care so much. He had been with Zhou Zixiong for many days and knew that he had a gentle temper, so he took out a magazine bought at the airport, pushed it in front of him, and said, "Brother Zhou, please Can you sign it? Hee hee."

He felt that he had to be close to the water first, and it would be too bad for him. He must take this great opportunity to get the autograph of the great god, and he can brag when he returns to school. He is so close to the great god. , The "physical evidence" is all there, hehe, are you afraid that those gangsters won't believe you?

In order to have a better chance of success, Cao Jun also handed over a pen. Zhou Zixiong took the pen and the magazine, with a smile on his lips, opened the first page and signed his name in a hurry. Han Mo looked at his The profile of his face, his little heart jumped up thumping, and the feeling like being hit by a deer made him lose his mind for a while, and he didn't understand why he felt this way?

Cao Jun got the autograph, beaming with delight, and thanked repeatedly.

Han Mo was in a trance, suppressed the throbbing, and took out a book he had just bought to sign for Zhou Zixiong, and then held his autograph, secretly delighted for a long time.

Throughout the journey, Han Mo wanted to calmly think about what was going on with him, but Cao Jun didn't seem to want to go along with him. He asked Zhou Zixiong to discuss academics and discuss the artistic conception of the novel. Han Mo had no choice but to join in. Impressed by his extraordinary speech, his eyes only followed him, wondering if he said something wrong?

After the little bun sitting in front laughed for a while, he gradually stopped, and Fan Li stretched out his arms to hug them to sleep. After a few days in the capital, although there was no code word, Fan Li felt that it was better than him at home. Sometimes I'm still tired.

After getting off the plane, it was already nightfall. What Fan Li and the others didn't expect was that many reporters were guarding the exit of the airport. When they saw them coming out, they swarmed up and took pictures of them, which almost caused congestion at the exit. This is popularity. The consequences?

It wasn't until they walked out of the airport and got into a taxi that the reporters dispersed.

Zhou Zixiong couldn't help sighing: "Fan Li, it seems that your son's popularity has been brought back, you have to be mentally prepared."

Of course Fan Li understood what he meant, as it is often said in the entertainment news, whoever becomes famous overnight, who becomes famous overnight, is like a meeting of wind and clouds, passing by in a flash.

Fan Li thought to himself, will Xiao Baozi really become a child star?But the entertainment industry is too cruel, as long as Xiao Baozi no longer appears in everyone's sight, he will soon be forgotten. Those news in the gossip entertainment are not like that, they all rely on the rate of appearance, and hype various topics for publicity Well, that's a means of publicity for someone who wants to be famous, but he won't do that. Then, Xiao Baozi will soon fade out of people's sight and be forgotten by everyone.

Thinking of this, Fan Li gradually felt relieved. Little Baozi is still young, and he doesn't want them to be exposed to the public too early. Compared with becoming famous, they need a good environment for growth. When they grow up, they will know what path they want to take. .

After bumping for an hour, they finally returned to the city where they were. The neon lights of the city at night were shining, which was very magnificent.

They lived in different directions, and they should have broken up separately, but everyone still had to eat when they went back. Zhou Zixiong suggested that it would be better to have dinner together before going back, so as not to feel lonely when going back to eat alone.

Fan Li just smiled and didn't object, so they found a Chinese restaurant to eat.

After the food was served, Fan Li put a lot of food in the bowls of the little buns, so as not to let them picky eaters, and then asked Han Mo as if he remembered something: "Xiao Mo, you said you are a cover fan, I seem to remember that you are a design major Yes, you have studied painting, and you have a lot of research on Chinese painting, right?"

Talking about his major, Han Mo said confidently: "It's not really a research, but it's okay to draw a few times. Why do you suddenly think of this?"

Fan Li smiled and said, "Because when brother Sangxia came to talk to me this afternoon, I asked him about the cover you mentioned, and he said that he might need to contact someone with strong painting skills, so I thought, anyway, you also want to Find a part-time job, why not give this task to you."

"Me?" Han Mo pointed at himself suspiciously, and said, "Fan Li, you trust me too much. I haven't drawn a cover or even an illustration, so you trust me?"

Fan Li smiled elegantly, and said: "I believe in your vision of cover control. You are a newcomer, and I am also a newcomer. It just happens to be a good match. Just don't charge me too much money. I can give you a set of books for free then." , but, if you want to draw me the kind of artistic conception you want, show your professional level, if you can't pass your own test, don't give it to me, how about it? My request is not high, right?"

With a bitter face, Han Mo said, "Fan Li, you may not know that my recent professional course is 3D animation..."

"What does it matter?" Fan Li didn't give him room to refuse, and said, "Anyway, you have studied traditional Chinese painting and have that foundation. As long as the characters' demeanor is in place, plus some backgrounds described in the book, it's not too difficult, right? In short I trust you, unless you don't want to help me."

Fan Li has already talked about this, and Han Mo is not a coy person, so he said: "Well, since you trust me, I will try it anyway, if I really screw it up, don't blame me, the big deal is you Please ask Gao Ming again, I will not accept your money."

Fan Li smiled and said: "That's right. You said that your current professional course is 3D animation, which is very good. 3D animation just happens to be the cover of Xianxia. If you have time, please draw me a new cover. I don't blame you."

"Help me draw one too." Zhou Zixiong said, "I think the cover of "Xianyi" is still a bit short. Since you are studying 3D, please help me draw a cover too. Tell me the pigeon number, I will Tell you what you think."

Han Mo said straightforwardly, "Okay, I'm more confident about the cover of the online serial, as long as you don't dislike it too much."

Fan Li said: "Maybe you can paint well in the future, so you can be our royal painter."

Han Mo was also not modest, and said: "As long as you don't dislike me, I will be your royal painter, and I will still have a bright face."

Cao Jun was very depressed: "It's a pity that my major can't help you much."

After negotiating with Han Mo, Fan Li felt much more relaxed. He chatted happily with them until ten o'clock before returning home. He returned home with Xiao Baozi, gave them a bath and let them sleep. He didn't think much about surfing the Internet. He promised Sangxia to send him the full manuscript of "Yitian" within a month. He still has [-] to [-] manuscripts, and there are more than [-] when it is finished. He wants to start tomorrow and update At the same time as "Xiao Li Fei Dao", he had to finish "Yi Tian" as soon as possible. He knew that reviewing manuscripts would also take time.

It's just that he didn't expect that in the next few days, things that made him breathless would come one after another. The first thing was that Sang Xia asked him to add a pigeon from a stranger. He said that the other party was appointed by the publishing house and The person he contacted, when the other party introduced himself to Fan Li, Fan Li was taken aback by him.

The second thing was that Xiao Baozi's popularity continued to rise unexpectedly. As soon as he took a breath at home, businessmen and entertainment companies came to him one after another, wanting to sign contracts with them, no matter the cost.

Fan Li felt like he was being attacked.