Picked Up A Small Cannon Fodder

Back home, Feng Tingyun felt that this day was too magical.

Only Little Trumpet is still immersed in the dream of becoming a male star soon. He plans how to spend his 500 yuan, without considering the feelings of his old father at all.

Lying on the bed at night, the old father muttered, "I feel like I've been cheated."

Wei Xue was very appreciative, "Just let the little trumpet play, I think the baby is very happy."

The old father also thought about it, the baby's happiness is the most important thing, "This is the baby's first film, will our baby enter the entertainment circle from now on, and become a hit."

"No, no, no!" Before Wei Xue could speak, the old father denied his thoughts, "The entertainment industry is too chaotic, it's not suitable for babies."

Wei Xue glanced at him helplessly, "Your son hasn't entered the circle yet, so don't think too much about it, okay? Besides, let's talk about Director Wang's script, do you think it will be popular?"

I used to think it was not good, but now it is different. Now it is his son who is acting.

The old father is blindly confident. Speaking of which, Wei Xue has one more thing to share with him, "Mr. Huo said that the kindergarten is about to participate in a chorus competition, and let our little trumpet lead the singing."

The old father clapped his hands excitedly, "What did I say, our son is talented in art, maybe he is a rising star in the entertainment industry."

Wei Xue refused to talk to this person wearing a filter, Feng Tingyun was still planning to wait for his son to become popular, no, before his son became popular, he had to enter the entertainment circle now to plan for his son's future.

He lay in bed unable to sleep and planned to share his joy with the old man.

The old man has a regular schedule, and it's time to go to bed and sleep now.

When Feng Tingyun's message was sent, the old man was already lying down, and his mobile phone was placed on the bedside table beside him.After thinking about it, he got up and took a look. Maybe his son sent him a photo of his little grandson.

The old man put on his reading glasses excitedly, but when he turned on, there was a long voice, which he didn't like to hear.

He directly replied [too long to listen].

Feng Tingyun was typing again, [We are going out today, a director has his eyes on Bao Bao, and wants Bao Bao to play the leading role!The baby really wanted to go, so we said yes. 】The old man suddenly became serious, 【What director?Which film?Can I invest? 】Feng Tingyun suddenly felt that it was difficult for him to speak, 【Should be able to...invest. ] After all, it was a crew with only 5 yuan.

The next morning, the little baby came to the school excitedly with his schoolbag on his back. Teacher Huo greeted everyone at the door as usual.

Little Trumpet looked at the teacher shyly. The other children went in, but he didn't leave.

"What's wrong?" Teacher Huo knelt down and looked at him.

Little Trumpet couldn't help but share his joy with the teacher, "Baby...Baby is going to be a star."

Although he didn't know what a star was, he was still very excited to hear that a star could be on TV. "When my baby is on TV, the teacher must watch it."

Teacher Huo didn't expect that he could teach a little star, he nodded solemnly, "The teacher will definitely watch it, what is the baby playing?"

Children should act in children's plays.

The idiot baby scratched his head, he remembered it last night, but he forgot it now.

The little baby recalled it carefully, "Baby plays...plays a puppy."

"Playing a puppy?!" Or a fairytale play?Teacher Huo thought about it, it should be broadcast on the children's channel.

The little baby hasn't finished speaking yet, "There are aliens, baby build rockets..."

The more Mr. Huo listened, the more confused he became. Li Jiyue's play is amazing. Isn't he playing a puppy?Can puppies build rockets?There are also aliens in it.

As he talked, the little baby broke away from Director Wang's thoughts and played freely, because he really couldn't remember Director Wang's script, but seeing Mr. Huo listening seriously, he didn't want to say that he couldn't remember clearly, "Baby Made rockets to attack alien planets, and finally became the dog king!"

Good guy, Mr. Huo called me an expert.

"Then baby has to act well." He suddenly thought of something, "Does it take a lot of time for baby to act? Does that mean you have to ask for leave?"

"No need." The little baby puffed out his chest, "The director uncle said to only use the baby's free time, and the baby doesn't need to ask for leave."

"Teacher, what is free time?"

In fact, my little darling wanted to ask yesterday, but I forgot it in a moment of excitement, and now I remembered it when I saw the teacher.Teacher Huo is an adult, what an adult understands, so the little baby looked at him expectantly.

"Free time is when the baby has nothing to do. For example, the time between returning home from kindergarten and going to bed is considered free time."

Hearing that the little baby's smile froze, he quickly waved his hands in fright, "No, no. That's the time when baby has seven meals."

The little one is going to be scared to death, can't he eat in the future?

He was restless all day in the kindergarten, and when he rehearsed the chorus in the afternoon, he also wondered whether he would be able to eat well in the future.

Until he saw his mother coming to pick him up, the little trumpet rushed over and plunged into his mother's arms.

Jiang Fang carried the schoolbag for him as usual, today's schoolbag is still heavy, Jiang Fang is a little curious, obviously it was not so heavy in the morning.

The little baby was snuggling in her mother's arms and telling her about the things she had struggled with for a day. The baby pouted with reluctance, "Mom, baby doesn't want to make movies anymore."

Wei Xue was a little curious, obviously yesterday she was so excited to take a picture.

"why?"

The little baby hugged his mother's neck, "Because the baby knows what free time is."

Little Trumpet sighed, "It turns out that free time is the time for baby to eat, but...but baby will be hungry if he doesn't eat."

Wei Xue couldn't laugh or cry, "Who told you to take pictures while you were eating?"

The little one is confused, isn't he?

Wei Xue repeatedly promised that he would not delay the little baby's meal, and then the little baby breathed a sigh of relief. He patted his little chest and finally put his heart in his stomach, "Then we... are we going to go there today?"

Wei Xue nodded, "Let's eat first, and go over after we finish."

Because of filming, Wei Xue and the others went directly after eating outside, and Feng Tingyun joined them after work.Director Wang was preparing boxed lunch when the family went.Really. Box lunch, only rice, not even vegetarian dishes.

The location of the filming was Director Wang's home. In order to save costs, almost all the scenes had to be completed in this small house.But the layout of the room surprised Feng Tingyun.Fairy-tale-like style, various drawings and hand-made models in the protagonist's small base.

It can be seen that none of them were random items, Director Wang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I have mastered a lot of skills in order to save money over the years, and Lao Wu and I did these things little by little."

The fifth co-director rolled his eyes, "I did it bit by bit. All you can do is bring me water to wipe my sweat. Do you know how many parts these models have? Do you know that I have been grinding for a small part in the middle of the night?"

"I said you are also stubborn, we are so poor, why don't you shoot those romantic themes, you say you have to be a sci-fi director!"

Wei Xue and Feng Tingyun stood aside and watched the two quarreling. Director Wang threw the empty lunch box into the trash can, "Don't keep criticizing me, you are the same way."

The fifth deputy director rolled his eyes, "I'm not here to accompany you, a fool."

It seems that the five directors, Director Wang, just have a verbal disagreement, but actually they still have a deep friendship. At first, Feng Tingyun only thought that they were just low-level directors, but now he thinks that it is not easy for them to persist in their dreams after all. After all, no one can persist. So long.

"Haven't you ever thought of getting a sponsor?"

Director Wang smiled, "Who is pulling, who will take care of us."

Feng Tingyun reached out to get something, Director Wang stopped him, "You don't want to draw a check, do you want to help us?"

Feng Tingyun smiled and continued to dig out, "Fortunately, I didn't lose it."

Director Wang took the small card, "Lin... Changzhan?"

The fifth deputy director came over in an instant.

Feng Tingyun raised his eyebrows, "Boss of the film and television company, you should have heard of it. I will give you a contact method. If you can make it, work hard."

Director Wang scratched his head, and just as he was about to say thank you, Feng Tingyun waved his hand, "It's not for you, it's for my son's first film to be decent. Then let's go first and wait for your good news. "

Only the little trumpet was in a daze all the way, being carried over dizzily and then carried out dizzily.

After going out, he rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Is baby not filming?"

Feng Tingyun kissed the little baby, "I won't be able to shoot for a while."

"When can we shoot then?"

"Wait for the funds to arrive."

The little speaker didn't understand at all, but Wei Xue was a little surprised, "You greeted Lin Changzhan in advance?"

Feng Tingyun nodded.

"Then you don't tell them directly, but let them work hard?"

Feng Tingyun smiled, "I don't think they are quite motivated."

The two of them were playing charades, and the little baby sighed sadly, always saying that the baby didn't understand.

Since I can't shoot today, it's time to go home.

On the way home, Jiang Fang was always curious about the little baby's schoolbag. He wanted to see what was in the little baby's schoolbag like a cat scratching in his heart, but he was too embarrassed to look directly.

It seems to be God's will. When passing an intersection, the driver turned a little too quickly.Xiao Trumpet's schoolbag fell off with a clatter, and the little baby sat on the baby chair and stretched out his short hands anxiously.

Wei Xue bent down to pick it up, but the unzipped schoolbag was turned upside down, and all the contents fell out.

A mess of stickers, candies and, most horribly, a brick.

Wei Xue thought about it, but she didn't expect her little baby to be so social, and she could hide bricks in her schoolbag.

She looked at the brick carefully, and there were actually two small people holding hands on the back?

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