The actor he wrote by himself

The iron door opened slowly.

The driver said to him respectfully: "Mr. Guan, Mr. Huo should be arranging his flowers and plants in the garden. You can go directly to the garden."

"Thank you." Guan Che nodded, turned and walked towards their manor.

On the day of the exhibition, Guan Che was assisting the teacher in the play area when he suddenly received a call from a stranger.

He went out: "Hi, hello, who is it?"

"Guan Che." The voice on the other end of the phone was majestic and solemn, "I'm Huo Tianlei."

Just like that, he was caught off guard and had a phone call with Huo Xiuchi's father, his idol for many years.

Huo Tianlei said that he saw what happened on the Internet recently, and hoped that he could meet them in the past.And told him not to tell Huo Xiuchi.

Guan Che didn't know what he would face, even if it was a director he liked very much, he didn't have time to think about anything else.And not telling Huo Xiuchi made him a little scared.

But he still made a decision within three seconds.Huo Tianlei acted swiftly and immediately set the date.

The garden is easy to find, with flowers growing almost from the entrance of the villa.

There is a red brick path extending beside the main road. On both sides of the road, there are clusters of poppies, mixed red and yellow, as if they are full of spring, and the colors are rich.

Looking further away, there are rose vines climbing the walls and small orange flowers blooming.

There are also two cherry blossom trees that must be at least sixty years old. Three people need to hug each other, and the scattered branches support a pink and white cloud.The wind blows gently, and the petals float all over the sky.

It was when Guan Che was looking at the tree that he saw Huo Tianlei. He was wearing a gardener's black leather apron and black rubber boots, and he was cleaning a hydrangea field under the tree.

The hydrangeas are also blooming very well. The petals of these cherry blossoms fall down and are grouped together and placed on the green leaves, dyed with light blue, purple, and pink.

"Director Huo." Standing on the edge of the field, Guan Che called him respectfully.

"Come on." Huo Tianlei's reaction was normal, he didn't show any special attitude towards him, but waved to him, "Come here, help me get something."

The soft ground had just been watered for a round, Guan Che went down and walked two or three steps, and a thick layer of mud stuck to the pure white rubber soles.

The water droplets on the leaves fluttered with his movements, and Guan Che's trouser legs were soon completely wet.

Moreover, he was carrying a gift for Huo's father and mother. Compared with Huo Tianlei, it was more inconvenient for him to take things.

But he didn't pay attention to these details, nor did he look down.

After approaching Huo Tianlei, he bowed slightly and called Director Huo.

Huo Tianlei stared straight at his face, and at Guan Che's back.He just said, "He came here with makeup on?"

Guan Che was at a loss: "Director Huo, I don't have any makeup on."

This sentence made Huo Tianlei look closely at him again, and finally sighed slowly: "It's a good face for the camera."

The director's occupational disease committed...

Huo Tianlei picked up the hydrangeas he had just cut, squeezed them into a bunch and handed them to him: "Take it."

Guan Che: ...

Send a bouquet of flowers first?

Perhaps seeing that Guan Che was a little dull and at a loss, Huo Tianlei coughed and said with a straight face, "I brought it to Xiu Chi's mother."

He loves planting flowers, and Qiu Tanghua loves viewing flowers.

He stuffed the scissors for cutting flowers into the pocket of his apron, and walked towards the field stalks with his hands behind his back.Guan Che followed suit.

The two walked along the red brick path one after the other, neither of them spoke yet.

Huo Tianlei has a weird temper. It is impossible for him to ask Guan Che "Have you eaten breakfast?"

After a while, he snorted and said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Guan Che shrank his neck: "No, Director Huo."

"Then why are you stepping on the shadow behind me." Huo Tianlei slowed down a little, "Don't be so cautious, I invited you here."

"Oh, good." Guan Che walked to Huo Tianlei's side in three steps at a time.

When Guan Che heard the word stepping on the shadow, he couldn't help thinking of the night when Huo Xiuchi and him first met.He also said the same thing to himself. From then on, Guan Che felt that Huo Xiuchi sometimes talked like coaxing a child.

——Now I finally found the root cause.

"What are you laughing at?" Huo Tianlei was born with a fierce look, and his eyes were a little cloudy after getting old, so he glanced at him now.

"Teacher Huo also told me not to step on his shadow." Guan Che replied honestly with a smile on his lips, "So when you said that, you remembered this old incident."

Huo Tianlei also laughed a few times, as if he was very satisfied: "He was with me in the production set when he was a child, and he would step on my shadow in summer when he had nothing to do. I was watching the monitor in the arbor, and he ran to step on other people's performances."

Guan Che was taken aback by little Huo Xiuchi: "So cute."

"Do you know why I didn't let you tell Huo Xiuchi?" Huo Tianlei asked suddenly.

Guan Che tried to understand: "He has been involved in public opinion affairs recently, you don't want him to be distracted by this matter?"

Huo Tianlei raised his eyebrows: "You underestimated him, he never let his work be delayed."

"Is that because?" Guan Che asked.

"Because if he is here now, I will tell you two or three words that he will start protecting people." Huo Tianlei's face flashed a look of complaint, "His ability to stir up muddy water has been powerful since he was a child, and I appointed him to tell him After a few sentences, I would get angry again, and then forget what I was going to say. In the end, we couldn’t talk to you at all.”

"Oh..." Guan Che touched his nose subconsciously to cover up the smile at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that Huo Xiuchi usually protected himself, but when director Huo said these words, his heart floated to the sky as if he was inflated.

While talking, the two had reached the back door of the building.

There is a step at the back door, and slippers are placed on it.

There is a brand new pair inside, and Huo Tianlei asked him to change it.Guan Che guessed that this pair of slippers might have been prepared for himself in the first place.

Just as Guan Che took off his shoes on his front feet and followed Huo Tianlei into the house, a servant took his shoes away to clean them on his back feet.

There are about four servants in Huo Tianlei's family.He is not young anymore, at 67 years old, he has reached the age where his bones can be broken if he accidentally falls, so the servants at home are around them almost all the time.

The interior decoration of the home is mainly in Chinese style. The coffee table, sofa and cabinet are all made of wood with exquisite carvings, which look like things that only existed in the homes of land gentry in the last century.Looking at it today, it is very old, but if you look closely, you will find that even the floor is made of high-quality mahogany.

Next to the cabinets with various wines, there is also a large root carving, from which several hollowed-out stands are taken out, on which are placed glazed jadeite and the like.

There are also antique calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

The kitchen is not open either, separated by a sliding door.

Qiu Tanghua came out from the kitchen.She may have dressed up a little bit today, wearing a soft purple cheongsam, which just matched the color of the hydrangea in Guan Che's hand. Her hair was as smooth as water, and she was tied with a very simple ebony hairpin, which was worn around her slender neck. She wears a pearl necklace and a white jade bracelet on her wrist.

Except for the slightly sagging eyelids, from face to body to demeanor, there is no sign of aging at all.

People who say they are 30 years old believe it.

Huo Dao is the kind of ordinary person who will grow old when he should be, and Qiu Tanghua is really a female star who is always young.

Guan Che took the initiative to call out: "Sister Tanghua, hello."

When Qiu Tanghua occasionally came out for activities, people in the circle basically called her that.

Qiu Tanghua looks very beautiful, and his smile at this moment is like a spring breeze.She said gently: "Xiaoguan, you call me too young, follow Xiuchi's generation."

"I'm sorry Auntie, you look too young, so you just yelled." Guan Che immediately changed his words, not as nervous as he was facing Huo Tianlei just now.

He raised the flowers in his hand: "Just now... the flowers that Uncle Huo picked for you, where should I put them?"

"Give it to Xiao Lian, put it on the table in the dining room." Although her name was Xiao Lian, she was already an aunt's age, so she said hello and took the flower from Guan Che.

Guan Che immediately presented another gift: "Auntie, this is for you. I didn't know what to buy, so I bought a bag. There is a cultural and creative district in Yijing, and there is an old craftsman who specializes in handmade leather bags. I think Makes sense."

"It's fine for people to come, and bring any gifts." Qiu Tanghua accepted it happily, "Can I eat at home at noon, I will cook myself."

"Of course, my pleasure."

Qiu Tanghua didn't entertain any more, turned around and went back to the kitchen to get busy.Guan Che handed another gift to Huo Tianlei: "Uncle, I heard from Mr. Huo that you have a hobby of collecting, so I chose an ink ingot. I hope you like it."

He opened the box, the ink ingot was dark red all over, it was cinnabar ink, and the hot stamping on it was a little peeled off.There are still old, yellowed oil paper scraps stuck to it.

From the day Guan Che received the call, he asked someone to find it from a collector. The late Qing Dynasty was not too expensive in the collection, but it cost him nearly five notices.

"The cinnabar is shining, the bright red is flowing, and the color is excellent." Huo Tianlei was really interested. He stared at the ink ingot for a while, but instead blamed Guan Che, "You should have told me that the one you were carrying was I won't let you go to the flower field with this thing, if you drop this kind of thing, the loss will be great."

Guan Che couldn't laugh or cry, he could only apologize: "It's because I didn't think about it, or uncle knows how to cherish these things."

Huo Tianlei invited Guan Che to drink tea on the small terrace in the southwest of the first floor.

Huo Tianlei took a sip and cut to the chase: "Xiaoguan, I won't mince words with you. Huo Xiuchi is the only child of Tanghua and me. We love him very much. He is very good and promising, and he will definitely do a bigger career in the future." , as his father, although he and I have some disagreements, but that is only conceptual, and I am still proud of him."

According to Guan Che's experience in reading so many scripts and literary works, a topic that starts with such a tone will inevitably have a "but" as a turning point, and the plot will take a sharp turn, giving people a heavy blow.

Huo Tianlei: "but..."

Guan Che's heart tightened, and he came.

Will he say, "You're my son's stumbling block," or, "Your relationship is out of whack"?Or the more outrageous "how much will you be willing to let my son go"? ?

"However, in our eyes, he is also not special. Like anyone else, he needs three meals a day and a love."

The author has something to say: Grumpy dad is also very gentle

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