I heard that you are the father of the child

Wen Xu had to repeat it once, as if the jar had been broken, he raised his voice, "I said, this is my son, Wen Zinian's son Wen Zinian."

Jiang Nan heard clearly this time, and wanted to beat the brat in front of him on the floor;

But after thinking about it for a while, I still have to shoot pictorials, restrained my anger and tugged at his collar and asked, "You gave me a baby in just two days? Wen Xin! You're not joking like this."

Jiang Nan seldom gets angry. He is a well-known Buddhist agent in the circle. He is not very popular. He is a professional rescuer and muddleheaded, but this meeting looks at him as if he wants to eat people, and there is nothing he can do about it:

"I don't know, I have this child when I go home this week." He persuaded Jiangnan, and then told the story little by little. After 10 minutes, the number of people sitting on the sofa increased again. one extra.

"That is to say, now your mother and your father are traveling abroad, leaving you and this kid at home?"

The electronic watch on the TV jumped for half an hour, and it was the estimated departure time. I looked at the empty living room and the kid Wen Zinian who was holding a travel leaflet and folded it into a paper airplane.

Jiang Nan felt that he had been messed up once, and he sorted out the things in his head. Wen Xu returned home on Friday night and saw his son. He hadn't digested this fact and stayed up all night. The two elders of the family packed their luggage, and it seemed that they rushed to the airport overnight and took the last flight to a foreign country.

"Yes, Brother Nan..." Wen Zinian was thirsty from running, and sat on Wen Xu's lap with a glass of orange juice in his arms, drinking in small sips. When Jiang Nan responded, the father and son used the same innocent Looking at himself, it really is the same thing.

"What are you going to do?" After sorting out the matter, Jiang Nan decided to cut it when he couldn't figure it out, and asked Wen Xu for the result. The meeting was nearly six o'clock, and Nian Nian's stomach was growling with hunger, so he pulled Wen Xu's hand Clothes shouted a little wronged: "Dad, I'm hungry, I want to eat the dumplings made by grandma."

There are still two hours to go to shoot the pictorial. On the one hand, there are children who are waiting to be fed, and on the other hand, it is an hour and a half away. It is too late to cook and eat. Jiang Nan said: "Brother Nan, there is no one at home, why don't we take this child to kindergarten first?"

The three-year-old Xiaotuanzi, no matter whether it is his own son or not, he cannot be left alone at home. If he is hungry, it is not an option to stuff everything into his mouth. It is not a joke to look at Wen Xu, and Jiang Nan I had to compromise.

Wen Xu sat in the co-pilot, took the parenting manual left by his father, and quickly found the kindergarten Wen Zinian attended, because it was going to be the rush hour for work, in order not to be late for the filming and delay the process, let Wen Xu cooperate with everyone Bad impression left there.

Under the condition of obeying the traffic rules, Jiangnan Yilu drove to the maximum number of yards, showed his driving skills, skillfully interspersed in the traffic flow, and Nian Nian, who was fixed by the seat belt in the back seat, screamed excitedly. Enjoy this speed and passion.

With a handsome flick, the nanny's car stopped at the gate of Sunflower Kindergarten. It was still early before the opening time at [-] o'clock. At this time, there was no one around. Jiang Nan was so tired that he pushed Wen Xu: "Hurry up and send your son in." , we will go to the shooting scene."

Wen Xu had suffered from motion sickness before, and now his face was even more frighteningly pale. When he opened the car door, he accidentally saw himself in the rearview mirror. He pulled his scarf over his face, walked around to the back, and hugged Wen Zinian in the back seat got out of the car.

"I'm hungry! I'm hungry!" The little guy's enthusiasm has passed, his soft face drooped on Wen Nu's shoulders, playing with the fabric of his scarf, the little milk voice muttered, Wen Nu endured the pain in his heart Nausea, unable to respond to him, little Wen Zinian could only divert his attention.

Wen Xu could tell that Nian Nian had a lot of fun in the kindergarten. When entering the gate, the security guard probably looked at Wen Xu strangely, and just stuck his head out and asked, "Hey, what do you do?"

, the little guy gave a bright smile: "Hello, Uncle! Dad brought me... Come to Youeryuan (Kindergarten)!"

His non-standard pronunciation made the security uncle couldn't help laughing, and then he looked at the doll, which looked familiar to him, and his serious face changed into a smile: "Isn't this every year? Isn't grandma giving it today?"

Wen Zinian patted Wen Xu on the shoulder like a little adult: "Grandma is going to play! Dad sent it!"

"Haha, okay, uncle understands." After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wen Nuan was easily let go, admiring his son's communication skills in his heart, and came across the yard under Nian Nian's command, In front of Xiaolu Class where Wen Zinian's children are studying.

Gu Cheng was in the classroom preparing the sheet music to be used in class for a while, sitting on the piano and playing a little star, when she heard the sound of the door being opened, Wen Xu put Nian Nian down and squatted on the ground to straighten his clothes.Gu Cheng saw it and hurried forward: "Excuse me, are you..."

This meeting Wen Wen only showed two eyes, because his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes because he stayed up all night the night before, and his pale face looked a bit unkind.

Gu Cheng felt that the eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar, and before she could figure it out, Wen Zinian hugged her legs and called out sweetly: "Hello, Teacher Gu!"

"Happy every year, why did you come to kindergarten so early today?"

Gu Cheng subconsciously squatted down and looked up at Niannian: "Didn't grandma send you here today? Tell the teacher who is this person?"

Wen Xu's appearance was a bit suspicious. When Gu Cheng asked this question, he was nowhere to be seen as soon as he looked up. Only Nian Nian looked at the empty corridor and said, "Dad sent it here."

Is this person Wen Zinian's father?While lamenting that he looked too young, Gu Cheng was a little angry at the behavior of leaving the child behind without even saying hello when they met for the first time, feeling extremely rude.

But as a teacher, since the child was here, she didn't have time to deal with that rude man, so she led Nian Nian back to the classroom.

Jiang Nan had already expected that even if it was winded like clockwork, he would be running all the way to the shooting scene, and the time for Wen Xu to put on makeup would be very tight. Fortunately, the female artist who was shooting with him today was Feng Nianer, a junior sister from the same company. Jiang Nan dialed After reading Er's mobile phone, the other party readily agreed to change the shooting order with Wen Xu, and today's pictorial shooting schedule finally proceeded normally.

The children in Xiaolu class here are arriving one after another, and the doll gets busy as soon as Gu Cheng is busy, re-braiding the child, coaxing the crying child, and mediating the child who is about to fight. Inside the classroom It was very lively.

The children seem to be on the sensor. A child is crying to find his mother, and a series of symphonic sounds are played one after another. The real 3D stereo surround effect, only Wen Zinian is sitting on his small bench hungry, Looking at the plastic apple for drawing, he swallowed his saliva.

When he was leaving today, Wen Xu didn't even have time to give him a bag of biscuits. The orange juice he drank was no longer effective. He covered his stomach with his little hands and rubbed it. He wanted to call Gu Cheng but saw Teacher Gu was being held by a crying couple. The quarrelsome twins made their heads burn. The sensible little guy curled his lips and counted how long it was until breakfast time.

After finally coaxing the crying symphony orchestra, Gu Cheng was able to sit in front of the piano and play the tune to lead everyone to sing the "Good Morning Song" by Xiaolu Class...

"Hello, children, the sun is out, Xiaolu class is laughing, let's be a good boy together."

Her voice is very sweet. When she plays the piano, the corners of her mouth will rise unconsciously, and her crooked eyes are full of joy.

The immature child's voice sang along with her loudly. Although the tunes were different, Gu Cheng still enjoyed this time very much. As long as she was in this time, she would feel endless happiness.

The children's voice is extremely healing, and it is a joy to sing with them. If Jiang Nan was there, he would definitely feel that Gu Cheng is also a malleable talent.

Different from the relaxed and lively atmosphere in the Xiaolu class, the rhythm of the shooting scene was busy and tight. When Wen Xu arrived in a hurry, the makeup artist had been waiting for him for a long time, and he had to smile to greet him regardless of his motion sickness.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." The signature little tiger tooth smile didn't make the makeup artist sister forgive him. Fortunately, Wen Nu's skin is not bad, and the primer can save a lot of time than most people, and he did it ahead of time on the road. The moisturizing work is in excellent condition, which is why I have a smiling face.

After slightly covering up the blemishes and dark circles on his face, he was pushed into the dressing room by crowds. When he came out again, he put on a thin white sweater, a gray-blue down jacket, and his jeans were rolled up by others. One exposed ankle, wearing a black leather Martin boots.

His hair was clipped into a slightly curly shape, and after choosing several colors of cosmetic contact lenses, he felt that the original light color was suitable for him.

Wen Xu sat in the closet and posed several poses according to the photographer's request. He had a good sense of the camera, and he got into the mood without taking a few photos.

"Okay, very good, laugh, look at the fixed point next to you, and the lighting artist will give him a look."

When Wen Xu smiled, he had a cheerful and warm feeling. The photographer nodded in satisfaction, and asked him and Feng Nian'er to put on couple winter clothes.

One gray and one white are two cold tones, but the burgundy corrugated scarves around their necks connect them well. The two stand in front of the window panel, holding a cup of milk tea in their hands. A reddish chromatic aberration is created on the nose and ear tips.

"Okay, that's the distance." The photographer guided the two of them closer and closer. Feng Nian'er, who was half a head shorter than Wen Xu, would stand face to face with him. She smiled and blinked her eyes, her slender eyelashes Like flapping a fan, he whispered:

"Hey, why are you late this morning?" It's impossible to tell her that she was late because she sent her son to kindergarten. Wen Xin smiled and found a reason to deal with it: "I couldn't sleep last night, but I wanted to drink some red wine to help sleep Who knows that if you don't pay attention too much, you will fall asleep while drinking."