The Counterattack of the Reborn Playboy

As soon as Uncle Li reached the second floor, he heard Zhou Yifan's roar coming from Zhou Yifan's room.

Later, when he quickened his pace and walked to the door of the room, he saw a flushed Zhou Yifan holding Zhou Yunjin by the collar, looking like he wanted to beat him up.

Thinking of Zhou Yunjin's extraordinary background, Uncle Li couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and called out to Xiaofan before he said, "You can't do this to your cousin." Afraid that he was not convincing enough, he added: "You should respect your elders. ..."

It was impossible for him to mention what happened just now, and seeing Uncle Li's uneasy expression, Zhou Yifan had no choice but to let go of Zhou Yunjin's collar, and whispered, "Uncle Li, why are you here?"

"I made shaved ice for you."

Uncle Li likes to make food in the kitchen when he is free. Knowing that Zhou Yifan doesn't like to eat fruit, he evenly sprinkles crushed peanuts and chocolate beans on the cocoa shaved ice.

Zhou Yifan liked to eat this very much, seeing that he really brought three bowls of shaved ice, he hurriedly took one bowl, scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, before he said inarticulately: "Thank you, Uncle Li. "

Tsk, I forgot everything when I saw the food.

"Young Master Zhou, what about you? Do you want to eat?"

Seeing Uncle Li's cautious face, and Zhou Yifan beside him devouring his food, Zhou Yunjin stretched out his hand in a good mood and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Uncle Li, is there still a kitchen?"

Hearing Zhou Yifan ask himself, Uncle Li shook his head and said, "Eating too much shaved ice is bad for your stomach, one bowl is enough."

After speaking, Uncle Li took the remaining bowl of shaved ice and sent it to Zhou Chuxun's room.

"Don't you have a room yourself? Don't you know to go back to your own room to eat?"

Seeing Zhou Yifan who was still angry and glaring at him, Zhou Yunjin sat down next to him unmoved, and said, "I just like eating here."

"Shameless!"

After saying this, it was not enough, Zhou Yifan kicked him hard on the calf again.

Thinking that he could finally treat himself with an unfettered attitude, the smile on Zhou Yunjin's face became more obvious.

The next day, Zhou Yifan went to Miao Yuanshan after dressing himself up properly.

Seeing him handing him a bank card, Miao Yuanshan put down the teacup in his hand and said, "What?"

"The money needed to shoot the MV."

"How did it come together so quickly?"

"Ah."

Seeing his awkward expression, Miao Yuanshan couldn't help being curious, and said, "How did you get the money so quickly?"

"I borrowed it from my dad..."

"what?"

Zhou Yifan coughed twice, raised his voice and said, "I borrowed it from my dad!"

Remembering that he swore yesterday that he could not rely on my dad for everything, Miao Yuanshan couldn't help laughing, and said, "This method is not bad."

"That is, the best person in the world is my dad! If I don't look for him, who will I look for?"

The TV was turned on in the room, but the sound was very low, or, all along, Miao Yuanshan just wanted to use it to keep the house from being too empty and quiet.

Sensing his sudden silence, Zhou Yifan knew that he must be thinking of his deceased daughter, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Uncle Miao, our personalities are quite compatible, right?"

Miao Yuanshan took the remote control and switched channels on the TV at will, and said in response, "Why do you say that?"

"If you don't mind, you can treat me as your son." After thinking for a while, Zhou Yifan said, "There's He Yao."

His voice was very small, but it still quickly made Miao Yuanshan stop his movements.

When he turned around, he realized that Zhou Yifan was staring at him, his eyes showed persistence and calmness, but more nervousness.

Thinking that this kid must be very bad at expressing his feelings, after being moved, Miao Yuanshan gradually raised a slight smile on his face and said, "What? Look at me pitifully."

"Apart from yourself, who else would feel sorry for you?" Zhou Yifan said with a look of resentment, "What? You feel bad for recognizing me as your son? Tell you! Maybe I can dominate the whole world in the future. Entertainment!"

Seeing him say this without shame, Miao Yuanshan nodded and said, "It's absolutely fine with your thick skin." After speaking, he changed the subject and said, "Tell me, what do you want from me today?" While speaking, he Glancing at the bank card on the table, he said, "It's not as simple as just coming over and sending money to me, right?"

"Uncle Miao, you still understand me!" After speaking, Zhou Yifan laughed dryly and said, "Look, I already sent you the money, why don't we go to the company to sign the contract now?"

"Afraid that I will backtrack?"

"No, the recording of Ling Feng's album has already been completed..." Zhou Yifan sat down closer to Miao Yuanshan after speaking flatteringly, "We want to release this album next month."

The sale of the album requires a large-scale publicity, and the rolling MV broadcast by the TV station will be the best way of publicity. Thinking of this, Miao Yuanshan got up and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Uncle Miao, you are too kind!"

Seeing the exaggerated flattering expression on Zhou Yifan's face, Miao Yuanshan couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that the brat was born and raised in a good environment, so where did he learn this kind of street spirit?

And also learn so vividly, go deep into the bone marrow.

The end of July is the hottest time in Lincheng. Although it is only in the morning, the scorching sun already gives people an unbearable feeling.

Thinking that it was some distance away from the place where he could take a taxi to the main street, Zhou Yifan, who was afraid that Miao Yuanshan would not be able to stand the hot weather, borrowed a parasol from Aunt Chen before leaving.

"Xiaofan, no need, really no need."

Miao Yuanshan is nearly 60 years old, plus he used to have a rather vigorous attitude on the set, so seeing Zhou Yifan put the parasol on his head in a serious manner, he couldn't help but be fooled A big red face.

Seeing him like that, Zhou Yifan clicked his tongue and said, "I'm not afraid of a young man, why are you acting so awkward?"

So he's saying that old people shouldn't be ashamed?

Thinking of this, Miao Yuanshan couldn't help but glared at Zhou Yifan who seemed nothing had happened. He thought it was good, and he would let him see his strength on the day of Ling Feng's MV shooting.

The community where Miao Yuanshan lives is quite well-known in Lincheng. First, the people who live here are all famous people. Second, the environment is good and the surroundings are very quiet.

Therefore, apart from a few high-end private cars that occasionally pass by, there are not many pedestrians on the road.

Both of them enjoyed this kind of tranquility, and then Zhou Yifan suddenly thought of He Yao, and said, "By the way, Uncle Miao, why haven't you seen He Yao recently?"

Thinking that his phone was still disconnected, Zhou Yifan couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Miao Yuanshan glanced at him indifferently, and said, "He's taking tutoring classes recently."

"About what? Yoga? Samba?"

Zhou Yifan couldn't help laughing out as he imagined He Yao's stupid appearance when he danced in a skirt.

Seeing him like this, Miao Yuanshan shook his head, thinking that like people flock together, it's no wonder they became good friends.

"He took tutoring classes related to foreign languages ​​and finance."

Seeing Zhou Yifan froze suddenly, Miao Yuanshan recalled what He Yao said to him, and said, "He said that since you have worked so hard, it is not good for him to continue indulging."

"Damn, it's as if he's much better than me..." Zhou Yifan lowered his head after speaking, and said, "Is he planning to go to his parents to inherit their family's business?"

"Yes."

Thinking that He Yao would not be seen for a long time, the two couldn't help being a little silent.

"But it's also impossible..."

Hearing Zhou Yifan say such a sentence with a little emotion, Miao Yuanshan nodded.

In his heart, he felt that it was not easy for He Yao to make such a decision.

It's time for both of them to move on from that.

As Zhou Yunjin once said, time will heal all the scars in their hearts.

But he didn't know if he himself had come out of the shadow of that incident.

After signing the contract with Miao Yuanshan at the company and having someone send him back, Zhou Yifan stopped the car and rushed to Yunhai.

Usually the arrangement part of a song is completed before entering the stage of formal recording.

Ling Feng now has only one song "Goodbye Youth" left unrecorded, in other words, the work of the band he collaborated with has all ended.

Originally, Zhou Yifan thought they had left, but when he arrived at the sea of ​​clouds, he realized that the group of people were sitting there alone, with exaggerated expressions of excitement on their faces.

Before Zhou Yifan could speak, someone approached him and said, "Xiao Fan, sing well, don't lower the overall level of Ling Feng's album."

"That's right." Just as Zhou Yifan maintained his posture and stood still, the man patted him on the shoulder pretending to be generous, and said, "Don't put too much pressure on you, we are optimistic about you."

Gradually, Zhou Yifan came back to his senses, and said, "Damn it! You all just want to see my jokes?!"

Seeing his clenched hands and the expression of wanting to beat someone up, everyone immediately burst out laughing.

"Xiaofan, don't be nervous, just treat it as a game..."

Seeing that Zhou Yunjin's expression was similar to that of the people around him, Zhou Yifan glared at him and said coldly, "I don't know who came up with such a bad idea!"

Regarding his attitude, Zhou Yunjin seemed very disapproving. Later, he glanced at the lyrics of "Youth Goodbye" in his hand and said, "Xiao Fan, you have spent so much time and energy on this album. Commemorating... I think it is a very meaningful thing."

After saying this, Zhou Yunjin walked into the recording studio first, Zhou Yifan stared blankly at his back, and suddenly felt a burst of emotion from his heart.