The president came with his son

"What's wrong with eating instant noodles?" Miao Ziqing complained.

Of course he knows that this year's netizen is full of talent in the skills of being a master, but if you have to control people's instant noodles, isn't it really a little too lenient?

"...Is it really bad to give instant noodles to children?" Miao Ziqing, 25, who has a five-year-old son, hesitated to reflect.

"It's not very good..." Before Yu Yiming finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Chuyou passionately: "I like to eat, Dad!"

"Eat less in the future." Miao Ziqing seriously corrected the child's incorrect preference for eating junk food.

"Oh, good." Ji Chuyou nodded obediently.

Yu Yiming choked up, this shameless man actually just passed the blame on to the children.

"Okay, let them scold, let's talk about this child's problem." Miao Ziqing decided to bring the topic back.

"Okay, who the hell is the child?" Yu Yiming asked gently, touching the child's head.

"I told you it's not my son anymore!" Miao Ziqing was about to cry.

"Oh~" Yu Yiming looked at him with a "tsk tsk", and the child looked at him resentfully.

"Anyway, I don't need to join the crew anymore, let's think about it in the long run." Miao Ziqing saw that he couldn't break through from the little friend, and was ready to change to another way.

For example, adjust the surveillance or something, among other things, he is sometimes afraid that some fanatical fans or paparazzi will come to his door, and there is surveillance in the corridor outside the door, and he forgot about it when he was excited just now.

"Ahem, there is something I have to remind you." Yu Yiming coughed and glanced at it with a guilty conscience.

"What?" Miao Ziqing had a bad premonition in his heart.

"I didn't see you not taking on new dramas for the time being, and you are a single man again. I was afraid that you would be lonely, so I accepted a lively variety show for you." Yu Yiming waved his hand while speaking.

"...What program?" Miao Ziqing covered his eyes. What was more terrifying than the mess at the beginning of the holiday was that he had no holiday at all!

How tragic this is.

"I'll talk about this later, you first solve the child's problem for me." Yu Yiming easily changed the subject.

Miao Ziqing didn't bother to argue with him anymore, anyway, he picked it up anyway, so he had to go.

"Come with me to watch the surveillance." Miao Ziqing picked up the child, followed by Yu Yiming, and then went to the study and turned on the computer.

Ok……

"Little friend, how long have you been sitting here?" Yu Yiming looked at the still picture and touched the child's head.

"Let's think about it," Ji Chuyou wrinkled her little face and began to wring her fingers, "I ran out at six o'clock in the morning, and the sun was already very hot when I got here, it must have been three hours!" He vowed.

"Pull it back, pull it back." Yu Yiming didn't believe in evil, why didn't he see anyone.

Miao Ziqing hurriedly dragged it until the morning, and started playing it at nine o'clock, speeding up ten times, but even so, they still didn't see the child.

"Release slowly, slowly." Yu Yiming patted Miao Ziqing on the head dissatisfied.

So Miao Ziqing adjusted to 0.5 times speed.

"Want to fight?"

Miao Ziqing tuned to triple speed.

……

"Is it delicious?" Miao Ziqing put a large spare rib into the child's bowl.

"Yeah, delicious!" The child narrowed his eyes and gave a thumbs up.

It's just ordering a takeaway, what a thumbs up, it seems like it was made by Miao Ziqing.While Yu Yiming was aggrieved, he was still looking at the images on the monitor without daring to blink.

Miao Ziqing was a little emotional. They didn't see the child after watching it at three times speed, so Yu Yiming pushed him away and switched to 0.5 times speed.

If I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place!Don't you still have to adjust it to 0.5 times the speed.

He and Ji Chuyou ate next to each other, a little depressed, a beautiful afternoon was wasted like this.

"I like being with my father." Ji Chuyou said suddenly, her body sticking to her self-consciously, like a piece of sticker.

"I like you very much too." Miao Ziqing rubbed the child's head.

Not to mention anything else, the kid is really obedient and cute, if it wasn't really his son, he would probably praise him to the sky.

With a broccoli flower in his mouth, he started to browse Weibo in his hand. He wanted to see if the Weibo he posted had developed as Yu Yiming said.

popular searches:

1. Children eat instant noodles

2. Miao Ziqing's nephew

……

Miao Ziqing: "..."

? ? ?Why does the child eat instant noodles higher than his ranking?

He clicked on the first one, and there was a passerby who was lucky enough to go to a popular square, and he was publishing a short essay of nearly a thousand words attacking irresponsible parents.

Miao Ziqing felt that he could really write a thesis, and the title was "The Adverse Effects of Parents' Irresponsibility on Children——Taking Miao Ziqing as an Example".

Etc., etc.

Miao Ziqing carefully studied this 140-word essay, and by the way, dissed this unprincipled hot chicken microblog in his heart. He agreed that it should not exceed [-] words, and he could abandon his original intention for a dozen dollars.

"Without me." Miao Ziqing swallowed the broccoli in his mouth.

"Nonsense, of course I don't have you, what I want is Ji Chuyou...Damn, you really came out. You have already come out, why haven't the kids come out yet?!" Yu Yiming continued to replay cursing.

"I mean I'm not the number one in the hot search." No matter whether Yu Yiming listened or not, Miao Ziqing still finished his sentence.

Little Red depends on praise, Big Red depends on fate.

Relying on praise naturally means that Miao Ziqing's current situation is supported by companies or noble people.Rely on fate, that is metaphysics.

Miao Ziqing looked down a few more Weibo posts. Those "children can eat instant noodles" party and "children can't eat instant noodles" party are already in full swing, but he is not in it.

No matter whether you are popular on the positive side or on the negative side, these popular artists all have one characteristic.

That is, if they say a word or do an action, they may cause a huge storm. The premise is that the storm is centered on them. If a tornado like Miao Ziqing is rolled up and ran away, it is generally said that there is no red. fate.

Forget it, if it’s not traffic, just be a resource coffee.Miao Ziqing comforted herself.

He didn't have much interest in pointing to the second post. The second post must be his fans' quick comments, praising him for his good looks and his nephew's cute Weibo.

He refreshed the hot search list.

1. Children eat instant noodles

2. Ji Shaoning posted on Weibo

3. Miao Ziqing's nephew

……

Miao Ziqing: "..." Why did you return it?Moreover, it was his immediate boss who squeezed him out, and the young owner of their company is also the real power holder now.

The boss has a hotter physique than himself, and he is autistic.

Having said that, he still clicked on the trending search very consciously.

Strange, their young master's Weibo is just casually opened, and they haven't posted on Weibo for two years, and occasionally go around, and the following are all brave enough to go to the grave there with trumpets.

He clicked on Weibo, and the first one stunned him.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shaoning retweeted his Weibo, and even posted a smiley face with no clear meaning.

Not good, he can't do traffic, can't he do resource coffee?