Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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Di Ying was in a good mood during dinner, and drank a few more glasses. When he was at Dao Xin's house, he was fine, but when the cold wind blew outside, he got some alcohol on him.

The house was deserted, and Xiao Ao was sent to Meng Lu to take care of her in the morning. I don't know if briquettes were also dug out at her house.

Normally, if Di Ying had a strong drinking spirit, he would pretend to be a seven-point frivolous Ling Ji, and would not stop until he was so angry that he would blush and push him away.

Today, he was very honest, and even took the initiative to order Ling Ji's private tune.

"Let's have a bowl of the hangover soup exclusively and secretly made by Teacher Ling." He slumped in the single sofa chair, neither sitting nor lying down.

"Didn't you say it's hard to drink?"

"In the new year, you have to eat something bitter, remembering the bitterness and thinking about the sweetness."

After Ling Ji brought out the hangover soup, the eyes of the people on the sofa were closed, breathing evenly, and they seemed to be asleep.

He hesitated for a moment and did not wake up. He was about to take the soup away when someone grabbed his wrist and dragged him to him.

Without even opening his eyes, Di Ying fed himself the soup with his hand.

After drinking, he gave an evaluation: "How should I put it, the individual taste has made new breakthroughs, but the overall quality is still very stable."

To put it simply, every bowl is bad, but each has its own taste, and it is not easy.

Ling Ji put down the bowl and sat down beside him.

"Then what did you say to Director Xin in the study?"

When they left, Dao Xin's mental state was visibly depressed, and his eyes showed signs of redness, unlike the usual high-spirited old man.

Di Ying described it very precisely: "Do you know what it feels like for a CP fan to collapse a house? The little girl who is now a CP fan, 50 years from now, will know that the CP she is a fan of can't be together, it will be like that."

Ling Ji lowered his eyes: "Director Xin is getting old, so what if you just coax him a few words."

At this moment, Di Ying opened his eyes a little, and looked at him through the slit.

"Duplicity, every time when Hou Ying is involved, you behave more abnormally than anyone else. If Dao Xin is a CP fan, you will be called Du Wei."

Just as Ling Ji was about to speak, he rushed to say: "Sophistry is Xiaoao."

"..."

Xiaoao: I don't want to be thanked by CUE in this situation.

"Everyone thinks I'm a good match for her, no matter elders or fans, childhood sweethearts in the entertainment industry, golden boys and girls on screen, just couples who have acted three or four times, it's unreasonable not to get married."

Ling Ji remained silent: I don't think so.

"Sometimes I often think, if the two of us are ordinary childhood playmates and have grown up together for so many years, shouldn't we be attracted to her as a matter of course?"

Ling Ji: Of course not.

"But no one knows, I don't refuse to fire CP with her because she is the only one I can never fall in love with."

Ling Ji's eyes gradually brightened up.

"why?"

Di Ying's eyes slowly dimmed.

"The first film I worked with Hou Ying was Director Xin's "Cursed Bride". When I played the male lead as a child, a landlord's young master..."

The young master was born in a well-to-do landlord family. In addition to adult servants, the family also raised two or three young handymen born in the family.

The crew found a few children to perform in the film and television city, dressed in dirty clothes, and did physical work in the background during filming, so as to set off the pampering of the young master.

Although Di Ying is only eight years old, he is already a second-generation star who has had several cameo appearances.

In addition, the director is Grandpa Xin, whom he is most familiar with. The other actors and staff have worked with his parents either directly or indirectly.

Even if he makes mistakes occasionally, everyone pampers and coaxes him, and no one has ever said harsh words to him.

The reason for the fate was that there was a piece of snack missing from the plate in the young master's bedroom.

When Director Xin found out, several scenes had already been filmed. Although it was only a trivial snack missing in the set, for him who was very demanding, all the scenes where the snack was exposed had to be reshot.

Naturally, the assistant director also became angry, and taught the staff that he was very rude.

"How did the props group check? It was still three yuan in the morning, and it changed to two yuan in the afternoon. Do you know that these pieces will be cut together in the later stage? The audience sees that your dim sum sometimes has one more piece and sometimes one less piece. Are there ghosts in the house?"

The person in the props team was also very wronged: "I checked before starting the machine, and this is not the first time something is missing. Of the three snacks I put here yesterday, there is not one left in the morning."

The young Di Ying felt bored listening to the adults yelling.

He kicked the tablecloth hanging down to the ground boredly, but found something moved inside the tablecloth.

The adults' attention was all on the quarrel, and no one saw this side.

Di Ying bent down curiously and lifted up the tablecloth. A little boy dressed as a handyman was hiding under it. Because he was discovered, his eyes were full of horror and stared at him, but his hands were racing against time to stuff the snack into his mouth without even chewing. Chew and swallow hard.

Director Xin suddenly realized that the person was missing, so he asked, "Where is Xiaoying?"

Di Ying straightened up immediately, and the tablecloth that had been removed fell down again, covering him.

"Grandpa, I remembered. I was hungry at noon, so I ate a piece of snack on the table."

"Hey, let me tell you earlier, grandpa won't say anything about you if you eat a piece of snack. It's normal for a child to get hungry when he sees the food. Everyone is ready to retake the previous few photos."

When the assistant director heard this, he immediately stopped training people.

"Xiaoying, is the crew's meal not to your liking, or is it not full? You are growing up, and nutrition is very important. Tomorrow, I will find a good restaurant nearby and give you an extra meal."

The uncle of the props group also said: "Xiaoying, these props are nearing the expiry date. If they are placed for a long time, they will still be dusty. If you eat them, you will hurt your stomach. Next time you are hungry, tell your uncle not to eat props."

Xiao Diying nodded obediently: "Okay, I will remember."

The incident of missing props came to an end. Di Ying remembered the little extra who hid under the table and ate props, and paid more attention to him when filming in the afternoon.

He looked a little smaller than himself, extremely thin, his costumes leaked through his body, and his face was blackened with charcoal dust.When filming, he moved a bundle of firewood from the firewood house to the backyard, and from the backyard to the firewood house. He moved it back and forth many times, working very hard.

When the work was over at six o'clock, the group performers all lined up to get their boxed lunches, squatted or sat on the spot, and buried their heads in eating.

Di Ying deliberately searched around, and finally saw him huddled together in a corner.He was empty-handed and was watching others eat enviously.

Just as the assistant director happened to pass by, Di Ying grabbed him.

"Uncle Assistant Director," Di Ying's voice was still crisp when he was a child, "Why doesn't the little brother over there eat?"

The assistant director took a look and scolded something that Di Ying couldn't understand. The logistics lunch box had already been distributed, and the assistant director got two steamed buns for extra meals from somewhere, and went to stuff them to the child.

After giving it to him, he drove him away: "Go away and eat, don't let your father see."

The child grabbed the steamed bun and ran away.

Di Ying witnessed the whole process with his own eyes. He was born with a golden spoon, so he doesn't quite understand the word "hunger".Once the director asked him to play a child who was hungry after an earthquake, and he had a special hungry meal, and he ate a little faster than usual after turning on the machine.

The assistant director walked towards him, shook his head, sighed, cursed, and consciously returned to civilized language after seeing Di Ying.

"The child was sent by his father, and his father always withholds the box lunch distributed by the crew, and only gives it to him when there is a bite left. If the child is given the food alone, his father will not only snatch it, but also beat him. , how could there be such a shameless person."

This rogue father wandered around Hengdian with his son all the year round, almost none of the resident recruiting directors didn't know him.He is a lazy person, and he tries to be lazy when he is a group performer, and no one wants to use him.

If he couldn't find a job, he forced the child to go to the film crew to ask for a job.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the child was wearing unlined clothing, tremblingly asked if the crew was still recruiting, and if anyone was there, he would feel compassion, and the father would live a life of gnawing on the baby openly.

Everyone knew that this rascal was an old bachelor who couldn't find a wife to bear him a son.There are also different opinions about the origin of the child. There is a saying that the young and beautiful actress was abandoned by unspoken rules. The actress was insane and committed suicide after giving birth to a child.

The rumors are outrageous, but at the bottom of the sensual entertainment industry, the more romantic and bizarre the plot, the wider the spread and the more people talk about it.As the child's face gradually grew, the credibility of this rumor became higher and higher.

Di Ying's young three views were impacted, there are still fathers in the world who don't love their sons.

"What's his name?"

"It doesn't seem to have a name either. When his father scolded him, he called him whatever was ugly. Oh yes, but the character he played has a name, and I will call him by the name of the character when necessary."

The assistant director opened the script that he carried with him, and turned to the page where he appeared.

"Here, he is the only character with a name in the child, and there is a line from him in the script."

Di Ying has just finished first grade and is on summer vacation with limited literacy.

"Little Hezi..."

"Xiao Jizi, there's another kid under He."

The assistant director laughed loudly and rubbed his head: "Don't just act, Xiaoying can't fail to study. She will become a big star in the future, but she is illiterate. That's embarrassing."

Di Ying was ridiculed and hurt her self-esteem: "I studied hard, and my dad even hired a tutor for me."

The assistant director nodded appreciatively: "Children's education is the most important thing. Xiao Jizi is two years younger than you and will only reach the age of compulsory education next year. I told his father that if he doesn't send his child to school in September, I will report it once I see him." Once, ask the police to arrest him."

Di Ying studied hard after work that day. In the evening, the uncle from the props team came to him and gave him a whole box of snacks.

"I saw that Xiaoying really likes to eat this, so I bought a box by the way. I'll buy it for you after eating it. If you ruin your stomach, I can't afford it."

It was quite late, and Di Ying sneaked out with the snack box in her arms. She was lucky, and soon found Xiao Jizi who was curled up under the wall and was about to go to bed.

Xiao Jizi probably seldom communicates with strangers, and when he sees Di Ying, he shrinks to a corner, his eyes dodging.

"It's me, don't be afraid."

Di Ying remembered his purpose of coming here, and sent the snack box forward.

"Do you like to eat this? I invite you to eat it. Don't eat props anymore. You will be taught by the director's grandfather."

Xiao Jizi looked at him timidly, not sure if he could really take it. It wasn't until Di Ying stretched his hand forward again that he believed that he was going to give it to him.

Di Ying's hand was empty, and the snack box was in the opponent's hand.He hurriedly opened the lid, just like what Di Ying saw today, he grabbed the snack and stuffed it into his mouth, he choked on the first bite and coughed profusely.

Di Ying has never seen anyone eat like this. He played a hungry child, but everyone praised him for his good acting skills because he ate a little too fast. It turned out that they were all coaxing him.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

After Xiao Jizi recovered, his speed slowed down a little, but he still devoured it hungrily.

A box of snacks was hard for even an adult to finish in one sitting. Di Ying watched him wipe out the whole box, and swallowed hard while hiccupping.

After finally swallowing everything in his mouth, he buried his head in the packing box again, licking off the remaining crumbs, until there was nothing left in the box, he reluctantly put it down.

"What's your name?" Di Ying asked cautiously, not wanting to scare him.

Her lips, which were red and moist from eating too much, murmured, and it took a long time before she answered, "I don't have a name."

"Then can I call you Xiao Jizi?"

Xiao Jizi nodded hesitantly.

"Xiao Jizi, it's getting dark, why don't you go to sleep?"

"I'll just sleep here."

"How do you sleep here?" Di Ying asked in surprise.

Two children with huge disparity in class can't understand each other. Di Ying can't imagine how people can sleep without a soft and comfortable bed. What Xiao Jizi thinks is that if this kind-hearted little brother didn't bring him food, he should have fallen asleep up.

It's midsummer now, it's much better than winter to find a place to hide from the wind for a night.

Di Ying sneaked out, and the person who took care of Di Ying found that he was not in the house, so he looked around with a flashlight.

"Xiaoying? Where are you, Xiaoying?"

Di Ying realized that it was time to go back: "You still come here to wait for me tomorrow, and I will bring you something delicious."

Xiao Jizi watched him run away, a pair of eyes shining in the dark.

In the next few days, Di Ying tried to find a way to keep the food that could be preserved, and ran out to feed the new friends when it was dark.

Xiao Jizi is no longer the timid look at the beginning. When filming, he often stares at Di Ying, and works harder to move firewood. The two peers quickly get to know each other, and Di Ying has an extra playmate in the crew.

Di Ying is not busy with his recent plays. He usually finishes filming in the morning and has two tutoring sessions in the afternoon. The rest of the time is free to arrange.

Xiao Jizi's acting time almost coincides with his. When he is an adult actor, he often has nothing to do with him. After the show, he runs to Di Ying's place to wait for him until Di Ying comes out of class, and he is happy the first time. go up.

"Brother Ying, get out of class is over for you."

Di Ying pulled his little hand naturally, and the two children ran to a corner where no one was around. Di Ying took out the food hidden in his arms and stuffed it to him.

Xiao Jizi is seldom hungry now, but he still retains the habit of wolfing down food, for fear that if he eats too slowly, he will be snatched away.

Every time, Di Ying quietly waited for Xiao Jizi to finish eating before talking to him, otherwise he would be in a hurry to eat and return to him, choking himself to death.

"I seem to see your father beating you at noon, what's going on?"

Xiao Jizi was frustrated: "He sees that I seem to have gained a little weight recently, and suspects that I'm stealing food behind his back."

"Why is he so bad," Di Ying blurted out, "It was your lunch box, but he ate it all, and it's not enough?"

Xiao Jizi pouted: "If only I could eat without gaining weight. I heard those actress sisters always say that they wish they could eat without gaining weight. It turned out that they were afraid that their father would steal food from them."

The well-informed Di Ying: ...not really.

Xiao Jizi didn't want to talk about his father, so he stared with curious eyes.

"Brother Ying, what class were you taking just now?"

"I'm already taking second-year courses ahead of schedule."

Xiao Jizi thought it was amazing: "Wow——"

Di Ying has lived in praise since he was a child, but Xiao Jizi's praise is more beneficial than anyone else's. It was only after he became famous that he realized that it was admiration.

Everyone will take care of him and praise him based on his age and background, but Xiao Jizi is the first one who admires him.

"I study Chinese, mathematics, and foreign languages."

Di Ying boasted a little. The fact is that the family did ask someone to teach him English. After discovering that he always confuses English with pinyin, he decided to let him lay a solid foundation in his mother tongue first.

The stars in Xiao Jizi's eyes are even brighter: "Brother Ying can also speak foreign languages!"

Brother Ying bit the bullet: "... Yes!"

"I've seen foreigners, they're so tall!" Xiao Jizi stretched out his hand and gestured, "I've even filmed with foreigners. They are tall and strong!"

"Really? What part are you playing?"

"I was running down the street and I bumped into the foreigner. He picked me up in one hand like this and threw me out."

He is very proud of these things, after all, this is a rare moment when the camera is on him.

Di Ying frowned after hearing this: "It must be very painful, right?"

Xiao Jizi shook his head, as if he was used to it.

"The foreigner uncle was very nice. He even came to talk to me after it was over. I couldn't understand it. The translator uncle said he was asking me if it hurt. When I said it didn't hurt, he gave me candy."

Xiao Jizi was whimsical: "Brother Ying, can you teach me to speak foreign languages ​​as well, so that next time I see him, I can say thank you to him."

Of course Di Ying has no problem with the basic phrase "Thank you".

Xiao Jizi: "'Thank you uncle, I don't feel any pain at all, the candy you gave me is delicious', how do you say it in a foreign language?"

Di Ying: "..."

Di Ying was young, but his reaction was quick.

"This sentence is too difficult for you. You start with the letters first, and you can learn that sentence after you have learned all the letters."

Xiao Jizi believed it was true: "Is it easy to learn foreign language letters?"

"I'll teach you, it's not difficult at all."

Di Ying drew a circle on the ground with a branch, followed by a small tail: "This reads 'ah'."

Xiao Jizi read it aloud: "Ah——"

Di Ying wrote down the following ones together: "Aberts's."

"Abbots'—"

When Di Ying taught No. 14 letters, Xiao Hou Ying, who was only six years old, joined the group.

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The author has something to say:

"Xiao Ao Bribes a Screenwriter"

On the Nth day after Xiao Ao came home, Aunt Wu, who was in charge of cleaning, asked Di Ying strangely: "Have you bought a sweeping robot at home recently?"

Di Ying: "No, why do you ask that?"

Aunt Wu: "Didn't you notice that the floor is very clean recently, as smooth as if it had been waxed, but I haven't mopped the floor at all in the past two days."

At this moment, Xiaoao's four claws were upturned on the floor, her back twisted quickly, using the ground friction, to rub from east to west in front of the two of them, like a small electric mop that has been blown by the wind.

Di Ying: "..."

Aunt Wu: "..."

One minute later, Xiao Ao used the same posture again, rubbing from the south to the north, and everything he passed was spotless.

Di Ying: "Well, the child is getting older, it's time to share the housework for the family."

Aunt Wu: "Don't tell me, this green and energy-saving pure biological sweeping machine Mink is really easy to use."