As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

"Chebao, how was class today?"

After school, Ye Daying, who has a lot of work (?), deliberately turned off work to pick up her children who went to school on the first day.

Qian Yuche tilted her head.

A group of idiots who are so innocent that one can't help but feel envious.

It is a child who can only grow up in peaceful times.

A person who is cared for and loved.

Even if there are some small thoughts, in his opinion, they are as childish and ridiculous as playing games.

Even that Young Master Gu wasn't much better.

But I have to say that this place is the most relaxed he has felt in such a long time.

There is no need to guard against being calculated, no need to worry about every step of the way, no need to contend with fate every day, and there are no strange murders and strange-shaped spells.

just plain

In the nanny's car, Ye Qing took off her sunglasses, and the glamorous woman looked at her child with a smile.

I don't know why, but when I see this child, I feel distressed from the bottom of my heart.

She gently stroked the silvery white hair on the young man's forehead: "Chebao."

"The old man in the family knows, and wants to see you very much." For some reason, Ye Qing felt a little nervous. She had never faced tens of thousands of fans before, "Chebao, would you like to meet them?"

Qian Yuche froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then let's go now," Ye Qing breathed out, "I was afraid that you would be shy and shy, so I wouldn't dare to meet you."

Qian Yuche: ...?

confused.

Is he really such a person? ? !

But this feeling of being really taken seriously by others is still, unexpectedly, not so unacceptable...

-

Yun's house, an old house.

"It's really outrageous!" An old man with gray hair but still full of majesty shook his hands, his voice was loud, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big matter earlier??!"

He had to find out what was wrong and chase after him before he could settle the matter.

Grandpa Yun touched his chin.

Is he harsh and scary?Why didn't you tell him in secret?

The old man's face did not show what he was thinking in his heart, but he asked in a calm manner: "What about my grandson? Is he here?"

"Here we come." The door was pushed open by the butler in a tuxedo, revealing the figures of Ye Yinghou and the boy.

"Hey, let grandma take a look," said the old lady on the side, who was dressed simply, but still showed the elegance of the years in her gestures.

She looked at the silver-haired boy distressedly: "My child, you have suffered for so many years."

"Look at you, how thin you are like this." The old lady chattered endlessly, completely without the consciousness that it was just the first meeting between the two, "And your hair, why are you so tired? It's as white as the old man and me. .”

Qian Yuche: ...

"Grandma, it's okay." He felt that his psychological defense line was getting lower and lower, and he blurted out a name that he would never say before, "I have been doing well these years."

In addition to wrangling with [Book] every day, getting some help from time to time, making a lot of planning plans, preventing all kinds of people from being assassinated (name a certain Russian mass here), and being vigilant about whether you have calculated, There is really nothing to spend in the laboratory every day to study various things, etc...?

Ah, such a row seems to be really miserable.

Forget it, at any rate material life is abundant.

Old Master Yun saw the young man's wandering eyes for a moment, and he knew what it was.

But the old man who has been cold and hard all his life can't express his feelings. He didn't know how to speak, so he took out a black card lightly: "You can buy whatever you want."

Due to the blunt words and the seemingly intimidating face, this does not look like giving a black card, but rather like collecting debts.

The silver-haired boy glanced at it.

He also seems to have a [-]...?

I just don't know if this is universal across the world. (Varied?

But he could feel the old man's heart, and he didn't shirk it, but took it directly: "Thank you, Grandpa."

Just right, I can go buy some high-end accessories and instruments.

The old man's deep nasolabial folds stretched slightly.

That's right, this is his grandson.

It's not like that Yun Che, who pushed back and forth several times to give something hypocritical.

Not true at all, very hypocritical.

Mr. Yun has lived for so many years and experienced so many things, his ability to judge people is still very accurate.

So he used to not be very cold about this rather unfashionable and cautious grandson, but now he knows that he is not bleeding his own blood, and he is a little more comfortable.

The man of his Yun family must not think about thoughts that cannot be brought to the table every day.

He snorted softly, didn't say anything, just waved to the butler, and whispered something in the butler's ear.

After the butler listened carefully, a little surprise flashed across the face of the butler, who has never changed his expression and has a full level of professionalism, but he quickly recovered and adjusted himself: "Okay, old man."

Do you even take out that kind of thing?

The butler returned quickly, holding a high-end brocade box in his hand, simple and elegant.

The butler handed the box in his hand to Mr. Yun, showing caution in every movement.

Even Grandma Yun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Well, the old man had finally done something that suited her heart.

Old Master Yun took it, opened it, and passed it in the direction of the young man seemingly nonchalantly: "No, time is in a hurry, and I haven't had time to prepare any gifts. This is for you, and you can use it as it is."

Although his mouth was nonchalant, his eyes were silently watching the boy's every move.

Qian Yuche frowned imperceptibly, and accepted it helplessly.

Inside it looks like a piece of top-quality Hetian jade, with no complicated patterns on it, just a few simple strokes, full of warmth.

There is also a majestic "cloud" character engraved on it, with sharp strokes.

The silver-haired boy brought the jade pendant over, and made a few gestures on his waist: "Is it hanging here?"

Yun Che, who was watching all this silently, couldn't help it: "Hanging outside?? Do you want to use it??!"

Shouldn't this thing be picked up and taken home as an offering to the ancestors?

This seemingly simple piece of jade is not only made of top-quality materials, but most importantly——

This piece of jade represents the Patriarch's expectations and encouragement for his favorite junior.

Let's put it in a simpler way.

The ownership of this piece of jade largely determines who the head of the next generation of the Yun family will be.

Qian Yuche looked at the different expressions of the people around him, and sighed slightly inwardly.

What's wrong?He will definitely not be the head of the house anyway.

And Hetian jade, it's not like he didn't have it before, but the quality is indeed not as good as this one.

If he hangs it outside, he hangs it outside. Isn't the thing just for use?

Old Master Yun glared at Yun Che, then stretched his eyebrows slightly, and said to Qian Yuche, "It's okay. Since it's given to you, you can use it however you want. From now on, it will be yours."

"Okay." Qian Yuche replied, but put away the jade first.

He is still wearing a school uniform that is so dusty, and this piece of jade is seriously not in line with his aesthetics.

Ugly.

But for some reason, when he touched this piece of jade, he felt very comfortable, even the feeling of discomfort that he had been vaguely squeezed out by the world before was much less.

Qian Yuche gently rubbed his temples.

I don't know why, but there is always a bad feeling.

It's that kind, when the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.

The last time I felt this way was before the Dragon Head War or before Sakunosuke's accident.

Not so good.

It was rare for him to use all his thoughts to think about it.

Could something big happen in this world...?

[World: Yes, the Dimensional Wall is broken for you, I will send you a luxury gift bag (bushi)]

Qian Yuche shook his head.

Since you can't think of it for a while, let's let it go.

He chatted with the two old men again before saying goodbye.

Phew, I guess there will be family members from my mother's side...

For the first time, a teenager who has never been to his relatives feels the taste of physical and mental exhaustion.

This terrible custom.

The Chinese people here are so powerful——

This kind of hot and pure love makes people feel sore and at a loss.

He sighed inwardly.

Then before you leave, help them a little more as a reward.

-

the next day.

In a corner where no one can see, on v-blog, a topic is going up at a terrifying speed.

#Where is the little brother Shenyan#

[Licking the screen every day: rt. (Attachment 1.jpg) (Attachment 2.jpg)...(Picture Jiugongge.jpg)]

[What: woc, this picture has not been edited? ? ]

[My husband: Please see the nickname. ]

[Master Appraisal: I haven't done it, I really haven't done it... (Trance.jpg).Well, the picture is so blurry that it really can't be repaired. ]

[Master Jianyan: This is a beauty that can't be blocked by high-blurred pixels——]

[Hahaha: The two upstairs please get married in situ (funny)

[Licking the screen every day: Damn it!I've searched all over, but I can't find any information about my husband—(tears) This kind of beauty, how can I not go to the entertainment circle to benefit the masses! ! ]

Qian Yuche frowned, and quickly slid his fingers across a series of strange speeches.

This is all and what.

He had absolutely no emotional entanglements with anyone.

[Gin:? ]

[Magic Man:? ]

[…:? ]

He scrolled down again, and finally saw a speech that fit his heart.

[Makabaka at a loss: Ah, have you noticed the figures and signs in this car...?This looks like Ye Yinghou, and that symbol is the Yun family...? (lightly]

The boy watched with satisfaction the page views that had skyrocketed since this speech.

My dear son of luck, Master Yunche.

——This time, I took the lead.

-

At the same time, Yun Che looked at the topic that had climbed to the bottom of the hot search list with a dark face, and ruthlessly smashed out the things at hand.

He had planned for so long before...

hateful!

-

In the TPO Computer Research Institute.

The young man from last time walked out of the laboratory, moved exaggeratedly, and muttered in his mouth: "Oh my god, my old waist... it's so sore..."

He swiped his phone while walking.

"Ok?"

The young man's eyes widened curiously.

He clicked on the topic of #神颜小哥哪里where#.

Then he was caught off guard by all kinds of melons.

What's this?The real version of the true and false young master? ?Wow, will the children of big families be hugged wrong...?

Ah, don't the Yun family know how to press the trending search?Just let it grow wildly like this? ? !

Or is it that he doesn't value this true young master...

The young man ate the melon with relish.

It's really interesting, how online novels can be brought into life.

Decided!If this topic is not blocked, then he will check in every day! !

Just take it easy.

Other people's melon tastes delicious.

The young man continued to write a steady stream of speeches.

Oops, this is not good, it is not good for that good-looking real young master.

There is only blood relationship, but no real strength. Compared with the fake young master who was carefully cultivated since childhood, it is really not enough...

Gee tut.

The young man shook his head and pointed at the melon.

The young man may be really bored recently. After all, the core work these days is to discuss with Dean Li and the others how to abduct Dr. ASA.

For this matter, several large and small meetings were held, and the young people who were given the conditions could not help but red eyes (?).

Every time I saw Dean Li and a few other big guys looking at the contract and still hesitating to think about whether they gave it or it was a little too little, the young people couldn't help but want to rush up and shout, and shake their shoulders frantically— —

——It’s already very good!Even if this condition is given to him, he can wake up from his dream with a smile, okay? ! !

Young people: autistic

But he sees it openly.

After all, it is a fighter among the big guys, so it is indeed appropriate to give more.

However, with this level of research, the youngest guy should be in his forties...

-

Until the appointed day, Saturday afternoon.

A wonderful little booth in a cafe that is shielded from the outside world.

The young man looked at the familiar face in front of him that he could see every day when he punched in the topic building.

young people:! ! !

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