The popularity of "Prince" made investors see business opportunities.
There are many peripherals and posters about "Prince" on the market, and all of them are sold out.
Bai Yu's popularity not only greatly increased his salary, but also made him more famous.
Bo Yu, who has good looks, legs and acting skills, and everything about him conforms to the current star-chasing standards of fans and fans, has become the hottest A-list actor at the moment.
Mo Anyu, who had disappeared for more than a year, returned when no one responded.
It wasn't until everyone saw Mo Anyu's appearance in an interview with business elites on TV that everyone discovered that Mo Anyu was back.
In front of the camera, Mo Anyu is dressed like a social elite, with a slicked back hair, a black suit, and leather shoes. He is handsome but also has some indescribable maturity - the previously delicate and sinister facial features have been slightly revealed. Cold and hard.
Mo Anyu looked a little reserved in front of the camera. He smiled slightly and said to the camera: "Hello, I'm Mo Anyu, long time no see."
The reporter hiding behind the camera asked a few symbolic questions about business, and then turned the topic to Bai Yu. He said: "Bo Yu's recent development trend is very good, but you left when he was the most popular. , now that you are back, are you prepared to stay in the entertainment industry in the future?"
"Maybe, maybe not." Mo Anyu said lightly, but there was still no other expression on his face. It seemed that his life in exile for more than a year had greatly changed him.
"Are you perfunctory with us? Mr. Mo, your fans are very much looking forward to your return. Can you please give an accurate answer?" the reporter asked relentlessly.
Mo Anyu was stunned for a moment, glanced at the reporter with a half-smile, and after seeing the latter with goosebumps on his back, he slowly said: "There is really nothing to say. If there is a good script, I am willing to go back and film it. But if not, let your impression of me stay at the moment when you have the best impression of me, thank you."
"Mo Anyu, you..."
Mo Anyu stretched out his hand and made a pause gesture. Facing the reporter's stunned expression, he smiled and said: "This is the financial channel. I hope that as a gold medal reporter here, you can ask me some business topics. Instead of these topics, okay?”
The reporter nodded blankly, then quickly came to his senses, asked a few commercial questions, and then quickly withdrew.
The next second, the video switched to someone else.
Bai Yu reached out and replaced the TV with the remote control. His expression was indifferent: "Mo An Yu is back."
He didn't complain about what happened back then. He was even a little touched that the other party angrily stood up to defend himself when Qi Yan tried to shoot him.
Bai Yu just couldn't accept it. Mo Anyu said he liked him, but actually kidnapped him.
Love is not for this kind of place.
Song Shilin came over with a bottle of freshly brewed milk powder and said, "Which one do you choose, breastfeeding or homework?"
The two young fathers seemed very harmonious because they had two children to take care of at home, so one of them was responsible for taking care of the other. Bai Yu said decisively: "I want to take care of little Xigua."
Song Shilin nodded without changing his expression and said, "Remember to help him with his homework for tomorrow. I'm going to feed him."
"Oh." Bai Yu turned off the TV and followed Song Shilin up to the second floor. Then he went to find Little Watermelon who was still watching animation, picked him up and said, "Come on, let's start doing homework."
Little Xigua struggled not to do his homework so quickly. His brain was still stuck in the cartoon just now, and he said, "Ba Ba, I want to watch TV. Just watch it for one more minute."
Bo Yu, who often used this "one minute" many years ago to compete with Bo Bo Lang for time to watch TV, seemed particularly ruthless at this moment.
Bai Yu stretched out his index finger and shook it. His rejection was obvious and he said, "You should finish writing these addition and subtraction numbers first, otherwise you can't read them."
"I'm four years old, why do you still want me to learn addition and subtraction?" Little Watermelon pouted her mouth, "My friends are all learning foreign languages, why should I learn this?"
"...Well" Bai Yu couldn't answer, "How about you tell me what your father usually teaches you, and I'll see if I can do it." He took out his small school bag, stuck out his butt and spread out his homework on the ground. These were all the homework assigned to him by Song Shilin.
Before the child could introduce his homework to Bai Yu, Bai Yu's cell phone on the table rang.
Bai Yu's eyes were staring at the little watermelon without blinking, so he didn't distract himself from looking at the caller ID. He took it directly, dialed it until it was connected, put it to his ear and said, "Hello, I'm Bai Yu. "
No one spoke on the other end of the phone.
Bai Yu frowned and took the phone away. He saw an unfamiliar caller ID and was worried that it was a scam call. Just as he was about to hang up, he heard the person on the other end of the phone say: "Hey, it's me."
"Hello, Baiyu, it's me, I'm Mo Anyu." Mo Anyu's voice was hoarse, and he was a little nervous and awkward. Maybe he had gone through some mental struggle before making the call.
Bai Yu walked to the window with his mobile phone and made a gesture with Xiao Xigua, indicating that he wanted to make a call. Xiao Xigua nodded obediently, indicating that he understood.
"You've returned to China, how have you been lately?" Bai Yu spoke first.
"So-so." Mo Anyu on the other end of the phone pursed his dry lips and looked extremely nervous, but his tone was still very cold, "I have been waiting for your call, but I didn't get it. It's me, I'm a little bit Too arrogant."
"I don't understand why you are waiting for my call. I always feel that I have made it clear to you before." Bai Yu said calmly, "Whatever you want to say, just say it quickly."
I don't have time to chat with you.
"How are you and Song Shilin living together? Over the past year or so, I have been very concerned about your love life." Mo Anyu took a deep breath, and the tension on his face showed when he heard the indifference and indifference in Bai Yu's words. If you don't care, it will disappear.
"Thank you for your concern. We are living a good life. Okay, I'm going to die now." Bai Yu doesn't intend to continue to spend time chatting with Mo Anyu. Is it interesting to keep talking about these boring topics
It is already a very embarrassing thing for two grown men to get together to talk about emotional issues. As a result, Mo Anyu still behaves like a little girl. This is really unacceptable to Bai Yu. of.
It's not that he dislikes Mo Anyu, it's just that he can't accept the tone of the other person's words, which is too tactful.
For the impatient Bai Yu, this was a torture comparable to torture.
Mo Anyu: "I'll wait for you downstairs at your house."
"Right now, come down and say a few words to me, just a few words."
Bai Yu silently opened the curtains around him. The night scene outside the house was illuminated by bright street lights, so Bai Yu could clearly see that there was no one outside the house.
Bai Yu took his cell phone and said, "I'm sorry, I've moved."
"..." Mo Anyu smiled bitterly: "You moved? Where did you move? Why didn't you tell me."
"When I moved, you were still abroad, and the house I moved to was Song Shilin's home." Bai Yu moved a chair and directed Little Watermelon to do his homework, saying, "I'm going to watch Little Watermelon do her homework. , if it’s okay, I’ll just..."
"You dislike me so much?!" "If I dislike you, I will hang up the phone when you say the first word." Bai Yu said unbearably, and he sacrificed himself to teach his stupid son to change. It was a smart time to talk to Mo Anyu, not just to listen to his complaints.
"You still have me in your heart, right?" Mo Anyu's plain voice was filled with surprise.
"No." Bai Yu said coldly, "I really can't stand you anymore. If you don't tell the important point, I will hang up."
"Nothing important, I just want to chat with you." Mo Anyu's voice returned to calmness, and there was no emotion or anger. "I just want to tell you that I'm back and I won't give up so easily."
"Oh." Bai Yu propped up his chin and watched Little Watermelon doing her homework.
Mo Anyu might have called specifically to declare his sovereignty. In short, after he said this, he hung up the phone without even informing him in advance.
Bai Yu, who had long wanted to hang up the phone, held the phone and almost wanted to curse: "..."
Little Xigua bit her finger in distress, pointed at the question in front of her, and said, "Ba Ba, how do you make a sentence for this "good guy"?"
"Don't you even know how to make sentences about a good person?" Bai Yu threw the phone aside, looked at Xiao Xigua seriously, and said, "Your father and I are a good person."
"But the teacher will be angry if you make sentences like this."
"Then let him be angry. You wrote that your father is a good person. How could the teacher be angry?" Bai Yu said righteously.
"Last time Huamao wrote like this, and he was scolded by the teacher." Xiao Xigua made a lot of sense.
"What did he write?" Bai Yu said curiously, "It's right to make the sentence like I did."
"Huamao said: Dad's eggs are bad."
"..." Bai Yu coughed dryly and said, "It's wrong for your classmate to make a sentence like this. You learn from me. It's right. Trust me."
"Oh, okay." Little Watermelon nodded, and Ba Ba said that's it.
After the father and son finished the phone call assigned by the teacher and Song Shilin, they happily played with the blocks together. Halfway through the play, the blocks fell over and they continued to stack them excitedly.
After Song Shilin took care of his noisy young son, he saw that Bai Yu hadn't come back for a long time, so he came to look for someone.
Bai Yu waved his hand without looking back: "I'll go back after I finish fighting."
Little Xigua also stared at Bai Yu's hand, fearing that he would get the wrong points, and her heart almost rose to her throat.
Song Shilin walked to the table, picked up Bai Yu's mobile phone, saw a strange message, and opened it openly.
一一I will not give up on you.
Song Shilin lowered his eyes.
He guessed who this person was.
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