The actor he wrote by himself

Huo Xiuchi is not the kind of person who has to change his name after confirming the relationship, there is nothing wrong with it, he will accept whatever Guan Che calls him.

Teacher Huo is very pleasant to hear, especially when Guan Che calls out, no matter what his tone or emotion, as long as he calls these three words, he will definitely be soft.

But Guan Che's focus was on his computer screen. He was opening a word document, as if he was writing something.

But Guan Che has seen papers, scripts, and business documents, and he has never written one or two sentences or a few words, just blank a line, and type the next line.

If this kind of writing structure appears on Huo Xiuchi's computer, there is only one possibility.

——This person is so bold that he sits next to him and writes fanfiction while he is sleeping!

"What is Mr. Huo busy with?" Guan Che purposely leaned over and asked.

When he was reading the document yesterday, Guan Che leaned against his head, and he didn't respond to whatever content he read. Now that he leaned over, Huo Xiuchi raised his hand and pressed two buttons to return to the desktop.

He buckled the computer, put it on the bedside table, and turned to look at him: "I just finished my work. Do you want to continue to sleep, or get up and eat?"

Guan Che didn't expose it, and politely threw him out of the bedroom.

Because he slept with no clothes on.

When Guan Che finished dressing and washing and went downstairs, Huo Xiuchi was feeding him soup dumplings with hot crab powder. He didn't know when he bought them, they were so fresh.

"Eat two pads first." Huo Xiuchi brought the steamed stuffed bun and a glass of warm milk to him, and sat opposite him, "We'll go to the city to eat later."

Guan Che just received an invitation from Shao Yuji to discuss the arrangement of the variety show on Sunday. He happened to be going to the city, so he readily agreed.

"Okay, Mr. Huo, do you want to eat anything? Let me treat you." Guan Che picked up another bun and handed it to him. Huo Xiuchi waved his hand to signal that he would not eat it.

"It seems that our spirits are highly consistent, and we want to go together." Huo Xiuchi looked at him eating, as if he was watching a little panda eating an apple in the zoo, "However, today's lunch has a different meaning, I have to pay for it. "

Guan Che invited him to dinner because he was thinking about what happened a few days ago. He is so arrogant and defends himself everywhere, so he should really thank him.But after Huo Xiuchi said this, he was puzzled again: "What's the meaning?"

"Our first meal together." Huo Xiuchi stretched out his index finger and made a 1, "It's also the first meal of our date. I must grasp it."

Guan Che lowered his head again, and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun: "Why... how about lunch, and a date..."

"Then it seems that there is something else in the date that we have closed understanding?" Huo Xiuchi raised his eyebrows.

Guan Che's mind quickly flashed through a series of processes such as holding hands, watching a movie, hugging, kissing, etc., and then quickly shook his head: "No..."

Huo Xiuchi raised the corner of his mouth, but didn't speak again to make him blush.He took out his mobile phone to check the time, and said to Guan Che: "Yesterday, our "Shadow" was offline. Guess what is the closing box office?"

"I guess... 32 billion?"

"48 billion." Huo Xiuchi smiled with a smile of earning a lot of money, "Tonight, the film creator has a celebration banquet, and I solemnly invite you, Mr. Guan Che, to attend with me."

"I won't go, the scene is too big." Guan Che subconsciously refused.

"It's not big, just the people on the New Year's flight." Huo Xiuchi said, "I know about you."

In the future, more insiders will know.

Guan Che relaxed a little, without further hesitation: "Then... okay."

……

They didn't deliberately choose any luxurious or romantic place for their lunch, Huo Xiuchi knew that being too blatantly romantic would embarrass Guan Che as if he had nails growing on his feet.

Unlike Huo Xiuchi, he accepted all battles and meetings calmly, and even felt pleasantly surprised.

He took Guan Che to a porridge shop.

As soon as Guan Che saw the photos of the dishes on the signboard at the entrance of the store, he saw the porridge with a price tag of 458.

"Mr. Huo, did you buy the porridge you gave me the day I fainted?" Guan Che tugged on his sleeve and muttered in a low voice, "It's too expensive for such a small bowl, right?"

"Last time I promised you to bring you to eat in the store." Huo Xiuchi took him into the small private room, sat opposite him, took off his mask and hat, "Their ingredients are well used, the ones they brought to you last time , the beef is grain-fed M9 filet. I showed me the label card. The cost of 50g is close to 458. In addition, the water used to cook the porridge is also a broth stewed with abalone, scallops and big bones. Various costs plus When I got up, I only sold [-], and I already feel very conscientious.”

Guan Che was stunned for a while, and could only respond with one sentence: "Fortunately, I ate clean that night."

He should have thought a long time ago, if it was an ordinary porridge shop, how could the private rooms be so quiet... It's not that the sound insulation is good, but that there are not many people coming to consume.

Huo Xiuchi pushed the menu to him and let him choose by himself.

While saying: "We are both entertainers, and we may only have one meal a day, and we won't see any carbs for more than half a year. So we must not be stingy when it comes to the quality of food."

"Understood, that is, before the work comes, I should eat more good food while I can eat freely for a few days."

Huo Xiuchi smiled knowingly: "Yes."

Guan Che just ordered several Chinese dim sum, and also ordered a seafood risotto as the main course.As a result, the name of the dish was mediocre, and the rice served was covered with a king crab shell.

Huo Xiuchi casually talked about the ingredients again.

"Mr. Huo, you seem to be quite knowledgeable about food." Guan Che ate his food with curiosity.

Huo Xiuchi didn't order anything extra, and was eating the steamed shrimp dumplings Guan Che ordered.Hearing this, he wiped his mouth and said modestly: "No, it's popular among celebrities to open restaurants these few years. I like to join in the fun, and I also opened several brands. When I went to France three years ago, I spent money on Le Cordon Bleu. Learned for a while."

His words, not a few stores, but a few brands.

If there are one or two of these brands, they are national chains, one can imagine... what kind of person is sitting in front of Guan Che.

"My parents are also in the catering business." Guan Che said, "But they are small and only have branches in three cities. Mr. Huo's... what kind of store is it?"

"Your parents are very powerful. As long as the chain in the three cities is popular, the income will be considerable."

These days, the catering industry is highly competitive, and there are very few brands that can stand out and persist.

"The one I made the best... Cao Haoyu helped me take care of it, and he also named it. It's a little dirty, so let's not talk about it." Huo Xiuchi rubbed his nose, "Eat and eat."

Guan Che snorted, he didn't ask further questions, but as a research master, he knew that it would be a matter of time.

After the meal was over, Huo Xiuchi paid the bill and came back, Guan Che was playing with his mobile phone.

Seeing him coming, Guan Che stood up: "Does Teacher Huo have any other arrangements for this afternoon?"

Huo Xiuchi had two days left for him, and the celebration banquet was given three days' notice, so there was no way to postpone it."I don't have a personal schedule to catch up," he said.

It means that I must have arranged a double date, but I want to hear what you have to say first.

"Then do you want to see Maomao?" Guan Che was afraid that he would forget who Maomao is, and added, "It's the little girl who likes Guan Miaomi very much. During the Chinese New Year, I sent Guan Miaomi to play with her. Didn't I promise you to take you with me? I think today is quite appropriate."

Huo Xiuchi was a little moved, he almost forgot about it, but Guan Che still remembered this agreement.

Guan Che always pokes his heart on these little things.

The last time he casually mentioned eating, he remembered that whenever he had time, he would invite him.

This time too.

"Okay." Huo Xiuchi readily agreed, but at the same time he was a little confused, "Generally, what should I do to visit this type of child? Do I need to bring anything?"

Guan Che is very experienced in this kind of voluntary work: "Every child has different characteristics, and they are very sensitive to the reaction of the outside world, so you have to show your kindness as much as possible. Maomao is only interested in Guan Miaomi and painting , when you get there, she probably won't even look at you, let's just buy her a box of crayons and go there later."

Huo Xiuchi naturally listened to him in everything.

Maomao's family lived in an old building outside the third ring road of Yijing. When they went there, only Maomao and his mother were at home.

"Hi sister, it's been a long time. You look very good." Guan Che stood at the door and greeted Mama Mao very politely.

"We are very happy that Mr. Xiaoguan can come!" Momomao looked at him, "Who is this?"

Huo Xiuchi took off his mask and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Huo Xiuchi."

Maomao Mama looked at him in shock, as if she never thought that one day she would see such a popular star, she was about to scream, but then she looked around as if remembering something, held his hand, suppressed her excitement voice, saying, "My God, hello, hello! Come in, please."

Their room is only [-] square meters by visual estimation.Entering the door is the kitchen and sink, passing through the kitchen, passing through a door is a dining room, and the inside is the living room.

Mao Mao's mother arranged for them to sit down at the dining table, brought them glasses of water, and explained: "I'm sorry, Mao Mao is a bit territorial, and treats the living room and her bedroom as her own small world. If she goes in, she will lose her temper immediately, and she can't be stopped."

"It's okay, we'll come and see her, it's better not to provoke her." Guan Che didn't mind sitting in the dining room.

Mao Mao's full name is Mao Wenting, and she is a quiet little girl just by hearing her name.Right now, she was sitting on the sofa hugging Guan Miaomi. On the coffee table were stacks of drawing paper and half of various brushes.The movements of the outside world did not affect her in any way, and she didn't even give her a look.

Guan Miaomi originally squinted her eyes and enjoyed being stroked, but when she heard Guan Che's voice, the whole cat instantly stood up, its ears were raised alertly and its eyes were wide open, and when it saw the top of Guan Che's head, it rubbed against the ground. Jumped out of Maomao's arms and ran towards Guan Che.

Meow's actions seemed to startle Maomao a lot.Her original actions were very similar to a normal child. After Guan Miaomi left, Huo Xiuchi realized that her neck was leaning forward, her eyes were looking fifteen degrees downward, and she often showed facial expressions such as shrugging her face and puckering her mouth.

But she didn't come over to catch the cat and go back. Instead, muttering something, she sat back at the coffee table, grabbed her brush and started to draw.

Guan Che was talking to Mao Mao's mother. Huo Xiuchi listened and observed the little friend. He found that she was easily absorbed in one thing. After she immersed herself in painting, she didn't avert her eyes. It seemed that she had forgotten about the cat.

In their room, all the facilities in it are outdated, and it seems that everything has been used for more than five years.

On the way here, Guan Che introduced to Huo Xiuchi that during the first two years when Maomao was born, their family conditions were quite good, both of them had good jobs and high salaries.Until she found out that the child was an autistic child with slow intellectual development, the mother quit her job to concentrate on taking care of her.

After spending so many years on rehabilitation expenses, there is no spare money to buy something for the family.

Hearing Mao Mao's mother and Guan Che said that they hadn't brought Mao Mao to study and train in the institution since the beginning of this year, Huo Xiuchi interrupted and asked, "The current institution...does it cost a lot of money?"

"When she was young, we entered those bluffing institutions by mistake, which didn't have any educational effect. Not to mention the high cost, it also delayed the golden period of children's development between the ages of 3 and 5," Maomao Mama gently touched her. It seems that after so many years, she has calmed down about this matter and accepted her fate, "Now the social security has improved a lot, such as the public welfare project I met with Mr. Xiaoguan, The institutions I rely on are supported by state funds, the cost is relatively low, and the means are quite effective.”

"It's pretty good." Huo Xiuchi stared at Maomao's back, "Apart from painting, what else does she like to do every day?"

Maomao Mao sighed and shook her head: "In addition to painting, I just walk around in the living room, roll on the floor for a while, play with a thread for a long time, make jokes and laugh, and even slap the table and kick the door."

"What about language?" Guan Che asked.

Mao Mao's mother said: "It's better than before. I can say the names of all kinds of furniture in the house, and I can describe things in simple words. For example, if she wants to go to the park, she will call my mother first, and then think of a The things I saw in the park last time, such as kites or something, I said flying..."

Speaking of this, Mao Mao's mother smiled: "Usually it takes a lot of effort to guess. If she guesses wrong, she will get angry, so she won't go out and paint all day long."

Huo Xiuchi sighed in his heart.

"Sister, can I try to call her?" Guan Che asked.Mao Mao's mother nodded: "Of course, when you sent the cat over before the Spring Festival, Mao Mao was very excited. After hugging the cat and calling meow a few times, he suddenly said a key word, and then said it twice. I Look, she just misses you as a brother. I don’t know what’s wrong today, it’s like I don’t know you.”

"Really?" Guan Che was very pleasantly surprised, turned around and touched the door frame, and called her, "Maomao, Mao Wenting, I'm brother Guan Che, I'm here to see you, Mao Mao, do you remember brother?"

Maomao scratched the back of her ears twice and continued to draw.

Guan Che held Guan Miaomi in his arms again: "Maomao, look, Miaomi is here with me, do you want to come and play with Miaomi?"

Maomao reacted when he heard the word "meow".He turned around cooperatively and looked at the cat in Guan Che's arms.

However, an unexpected thing happened.

Originally, his attention should only be on Mao Mao on Guan Miaomi's body, but when he saw Huo Xiuchi behind Guan Che in a blink of an eye, he fixed his eyes——

Maomao's pupils are very dark, she looks very persistent whenever she looks at anyone.She just kept staring at Huo Xiuchi's face, tilting her head to the left and right, as if to make sure that she was not mistaken.

Huo Xiuchi was a little dazed, and looked at Mao Mao's mother: "Why does Mao Mao keep staring at me?"

"I don't know, she didn't even look straight at strangers before." Mao Mao's mother also shook her head, and asked aloud, "Maomao, why do you keep staring at this brother?"

Maomao reacted to her mother's words. She got off her small bench, ran to the TV, stared at the dark TV screen to confirm back and forth, pointed at the TV and turned her head excitedly, showing an awkward smile, There were also "ah" in my mouth a few times.

Mao Mao's mother slowly guided: "Don't worry about Mao Mao, what is that?"

Maomao turned his head back and forth in place for a long time, and choked out a word: "Electricity, electricity!"

"Oh, Mr. Huo, what Maomao should say is that you are on the TV." Maomao's mother said, "Maomao's father likes to watch movie channels, and she sometimes sits next to her father to watch, and may have seen your movies. "

"Mr. Huo, with your popularity...even Mao Mao is familiar to you." Guan Che teased him, and then suddenly thought of an idea, "Why don't you try to step into the living room?"

He turned his head to look at Mao Mao's mother: "Sister, can I let Teacher Huo try?"

Mao Mao's mother was still quite worried: "Yes, yes, but if Mao Mao gets angry in a while, I hope Mr. Huo will not be frightened."

"Maomao, have you seen me on TV?" Huo Xiuchi walked into the living room while talking to him, and Mao Mao still stared at his face, without any reaction to reject him from entering the living room.

"My name is Huo Xiuchi. You can call me Uncle Huo in the future. Uncle is an actor. Do you know actors? Those are the ones you see on TV..."

While talking, he walked to Mao Mao's side step by step.

Mao Mao did not have any excited reaction.

Both Guan Che and Mao Mao's mother had joyful smiles on their faces, and Guan Che said even more excitedly: "It seems that Mao Mao has tacitly agreed that Mr. Huo is on the TV. She thinks that the living room is hers, and the TV in the living room is also hers." Yes, so Teacher Huo naturally does too."

Huo Xiuchi also heard what Guan Che said, and he understood.

So he squatted down slowly, looked at Mao Mao and smiled.

In the next second, Mao Mao reached out, touched his face, and pinched his face, as if to confirm whether this person was real.

This is something she has never done before.

Huo Xiuchi moved to the side of the tea table again, pointed at her messy pile of lines and patterns, and asked warmly: "Is this a painting drawn by Maomao? Can you show it to me?"

Maomao's ability to understand language was poor, and Huo Xiuchi patiently changed several expressions before she walked to the coffee table... and handed Huo Xiuchi a paintbrush.

Huo Xiuchi couldn't laugh or cry, and asked again: "Do you want me to draw with you?"

Maomao ignored him, sat on the small bench by himself, and started to daub again.

Huo Xiuchi was worried that if he did not get her explicit consent, if he drew on her paper, it would arouse her reaction.

He raised his head helplessly, and glanced at Guan Che who was standing in the living room observing.Guan Che said cheers to him with his lips.

After hesitating again and again, he made up his mind and drew a circle on the white paper with the red crayon in his hand: "Maomao, uncle drew a red sun."

Maomao stopped and looked at his circle.I rummaged around and found a green crayon, and drew a bunch of messy lines under the red circle.

If Huo Xiuchi wasn't an artist, he probably wouldn't have understood what she meant.After thinking about it for a while, he realized that Maomao was treating his red sun as a little red flower, and he used a bunch of green below to represent the branches and leaves.

"Maomao's painting is really good. With your leaves, the flowers are even redder." Huo Xiuchi patted the back of her head.

Maomao didn't hide, nor was he afraid. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, still holding his breath, looking very happy.

In the next two hours, Huo Xiuchi took out his phone, found the piano playing software inside, played the piano for Maomao, and grabbed her index finger, poking a very simple little star on the screen.

Maomao was very excited, and said ahh if it was okay.

Mao Mao's mother covered her mouth and was moved for half an afternoon.

"Sister, Mr. Huo and I still have work tonight, so we'll take our leave first, and come see Mao Mao next time."

"Okay, then I won't force you to stay for dinner." Mao Mao's mother rubbed her hands, "Mr. Xiaoguan, Mr. Huo, thank you very much today. Mao Mao has never had such a reaction today. Just go to an expert to consult this situation, and see how to continue to guide in the future.”

"I'm also very touched, I didn't expect her to accept me." Huo Xiuchi smiled, and looked back at Mao Mao, "If you need anything, just tell us, I will try my best to support the ASD project in the future, so that more Children like Mao Mao accept reasonable guidance."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Just as they were about to step out of the gate, Maomao suddenly rushed to the kitchen with Guan Miaomi in his arms, and watched Huo Xiuchi keep shouting: "Guan, Guan, Guan, Guan"

Both Guan Che and Huo Xiuchi were stunned, glanced at each other, and smiled again.

Huo Xiuchi leaned over and touched Maomao's head, then scratched Guan Miaomi's chin twice, and said, "Goodbye Maomao, Uncle and Brother Guan will come to see you next time."

After bidding farewell to Maomao and walking down the stairs, Huo Xiuchi joked, "Yeah, kid Maomao gave you your surname today."

Guan Che also laughed: "Maybe Maomao thinks that except for his parents, all the good people in the world are named Guan."

The author has something to say: yesterday and today are posted together~

-感谢在2021-03-2923:59:49~2021-03-3122:59:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Siji milk green; 3 bottles of Su Zhuoyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!