After Song Shilin said good night to the elder brother on the other end of the video, he closed the computer and got up to leave.
Back in the bedroom, the indifference on Song Shilin's face instantly broke the ice. He walked over helplessly, patted the young man's raised butt, and said, "Why are you so wasteful?"
Bai Yu's face flushed, "I'm exercising, didn't you see that this is a calisthenics exercise? You're a native dog."
Song Tugou sat aside with a serious look on his face, watching the young man constantly changing his fitness moves, pursing his lips: "It's just filming, you don't have to work so hard."
"I'm still young now and can eat the rice of youth, but when I get older and turn into old bacon, I will be squeezed out by a steady stream of fresh meat." Bai Yu finished his fitness exercises and stood on the bed to relax his muscles and bones. , "So I want to upgrade my own hardware as soon as possible and never leave any opportunity to those charming bitches outside."
Song Shilin said coldly: "You can't use old people and old people here. Have you forgotten your gender?"
"They all rely on their appearance to make a living. They are like this even when they are ugly and old. Besides, now that men and women are equal, why can't we use this word?" Bai Yu fell limply on the bed and retorted.
In terms of talking skills, Song Shilin would never be able to match Bai Yu, otherwise he wouldn't have allowed him to give himself so many unflattering nicknames.
Song Shilin took off his coat, climbed into bed, closed his eyes and went to sleep. Unexpectedly, Bai Yu kicked him beside him. He opened his eyes impatiently, turned over and pressed on him, "What are you doing!"
Bai Yu poked his forehead with his finger and said word by word: "Go and brush your teeth and wash your face before going to bed."
Song Shilin: "..." Turned over and got out of bed.
Bai Yu lay on the bedside, took out his mobile phone to check the comments on Weibo, took a selfie, polished his skin and beautified his face, and waited for five minutes before posting it.
Baiyu V: Happy New Year 2* [with pictures]
[Yo yo yo, I actually have a beautiful face. Brother Bai has started to love beauty.]
[As soon as the day went by, Brother Bai actually appeared in the Spring Festival Gala in Southwest China, and he sang so well!]
Brother Bo chuckled, "New Southwest's Spring Festival Gala will be released tonight. It's past eleven o'clock now, so it's not surprising for fans to know that he's on the Spring Festival Gala."
After Song Shilin finished washing, he got into bed with a chill on his body. He habitually held the young man playing with the mobile phone in his arms and said, "Sleep."
"There are still fifteen minutes left. I have to keep vigil." Bai Yu held the phone in his hand righteously, "Why are you going to bed so soon? You don't have to go to work tomorrow."
"Sleep." Song Shilin was unhappy. He lowered his face, took the phone, turned it off, and put it next to the bed.
Bai Yu looked at Song Shilin speechlessly, "You have changed."
Although Song Shilin didn't like his habit of checking his cell phone before going to bed, he would not snatch the phone away with a strong attitude. Song Shilin ignored him and reached out to turn off the light. When the room fell into darkness, he remained indifferent. The voice sounded in the room, "I used to spoil you too much."
After knowing that Xiao Xigua was his and Bai Yu's child, Song Shilin experienced the initial excitement and disbelief and began to reflect on himself.
If he hadn't been too used to Bai Yu in the past, the other party wouldn't have dared to run with the ball casually, and he finally made up his mind to come back, but he kept the identity of his child secret.
As a result, their second child was lost.
Bai Yu curled his lips and thought to himself that the old man was just bored. After a while, he yawned and fell asleep soon after.
Song Shilin closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.
At the same time, Mo Anyu, who was far away in another country, sat quietly by the window, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, holding a mobile phone tightly in his hand, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.
There is an unsent text message on the illuminated screen. Because the owner of the phone was never satisfied with the text message he edited, he changed it again and again but never sent it.
Mo Anyu placed his fingers on his fingers, looked at the text message that had not yet been sent, and sighed.
Text message content: Happy New Year, Bai Yu.
He still didn't dare.
On New Year's Day, Song Shilin stood in the kitchen with a pot of steaming dumplings in front of him.
These dumplings were given to Song Shilin by Mother Song when he left the Song family last night, saying that he would take them back to try them.
Bai Yu walked over sleepily and lay on Song Shilin's back like a koala, "Why are you up so early on New Year's Day?"
Bai Yu, who was woken up by the cold in the morning, was very dissatisfied with Song Shilin's habit of getting up too early. It felt really bad to have no one to warm the bed. Song Shilin frowned: "Go brush your teeth and wash your face."
Bai Yu shook his head and said, "I'll brush it after eating. On the first day of the new year, I want to live a decadent life."
Little Watermelon appeared at the door of the kitchen in pajamas with messy hair, "Ba Ba, you are not allowed to eat secretly."
Bai Yu's face was covered with black lines.
Song Shilin picked up the dumplings and put them on a plate, handed them to Bai Yu, "Take him to brush his teeth and wash his face, and then have breakfast."
Bai Yu made a sound and carried Little Watermelon to the bathroom. While brushing the child's teeth, he stared at the messy hair on the back of his head and said, "I'll help you cut off the hair on the back of your head and braid it every morning." too tired."
Little Watermelon refused: "No."
Bai Yu rubbed him, "Whatever you want, I will cut it off for you in a few days. It will definitely look good."
Little Watermelon asked Bai Yu to wash her face. After washing her face, she jumped off the stool and pointed at Bai Yu angrily and said, "I don't want it!"
Bai Yu watched his stupid son run out, picked up his toothbrush, and said while brushing his teeth: "Virtue."
The dumplings that Song's mother gave to Song Shilin were made by the Song family's cooks. They were delicious and fragrant. I even ate four small watermelons before stopping.
"Ba Ba, it's delicious." Xiao Xigua looked at Bai Yu eagerly.
Bai Yu hesitated, "You can tell grandma the next time you go to grandma's house."
Little Watermelon said happily: "Okay, okay."
Song Shilin said, "I'm going to move after the new year."
Bai Yu swallowed the dumplings and asked puzzledly: "Why did you move so quickly?"
"The apartment I lived in leaked before I moved here, but at that time because... I asked my secretary to start repairing the house in the city center." Song Shilin said calmly, "I can move in after the year."
"When did you get a house in the city center?" Bai Yu asked subconsciously.
Song Shilin gave him a meaningful look: "I bought it a year after you left."
"Oh." Bai Yu picked up another piece of dumpling and ate it while chewing, "But I will be busy with work after the new year, can you take care of it by yourself?"
"Well." Song Shilin said, "Should we keep this house or rent it out^" "Why should I rent my house to others, and I don't lack this little money." After Bai Yu had eaten, he continued: "I I spent most of my savings to buy it and keep it as a souvenir.”
Little Watermelon repeated his words: "To commemorate."
Bai Yu was delighted, "Come here quickly and let daddy help you cut off the hair on the back of your forehead."
Little Watermelon stiffened for a moment, threw herself into Song Shilin's arms with a slumped face, and complained: "Daddy, if you don't want to cut it, I won't cut it."
Song Shilin grabbed a handful of Little Watermelon's pigtails and said with a sullen face, "What do boys do with pigtails?"
Little Watermelon shook his head and his pigtails moved: "It looks good."
Bai Yu clasped his hands on his chest, crossed his legs and took out his tablet to watch TV. He said casually: "It's so cute when a little boy has braids. Let's cut them off when he goes to elementary school."
Little Watermelon nodded hurriedly, with a face full of approval.
Song Shilin stopped raising objections.
The matter of moving and Little Watermelon's hair were decided like this.
Father Song and Mother Song have been receiving visitors from the first day of the new year. After all, the identity of the Song family lies there.
So when they got busy, they forgot to ask Song Shilin to take the little watermelon back.
On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the streets are full of New Year atmosphere, but employees of major companies in Huacheng already need to go back to work.
Bai Yu's job at the beginning of the year was to promote new dramas, run variety shows, and conduct interviews. As for acting in scripts, he had to take a break first.
After all, no matter how much the audience likes a star, they will still have aesthetic fatigue and will not want to see the same person every time they open a drama.
Although it is good to dominate the screen, it is better to create a sense of mystery appropriately.
Moreover, if he was too diligent in taking on TV dramas, Little Xigua would often be left alone at home. He was worried that if this happened for a long time, the child's mind would be affected.
In early February, a press conference for the premiere of "Nine Heavenly Tribulation" was held at the gymnasium in Hwaseong, and all major news reporters were present.
The behind-the-scenes of the premiere were broadcast on the big screen. The CP composed of the beautiful crazy female apprentice and the aloof Mo Shangxianjun immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the scene, especially when the domineering Demon Lord played by Mo Anyu flashed across the big screen. , reporters’ microphones were raised one after another.
"Since Mo Anyu is also in the play, why doesn't he come to participate in the premiere promotion?"
"Several fairy tale dramas dominated the screen last year, but the ratings that have repeatedly failed tell us that fairy tale dramas are really difficult to please the audience."
"Chu Wenwen heard that you made things difficult for Bai Yu at the scene. Is this true?"
Director Qiu said earnestly: "I can only say that high-quality products will be popular^" The heroine Chu Wenwen smiled slightly: "Bo Yu and I are the same age, and we get along very well on the set. I don't know why this happens. Rumors spread."
Bai Yu explained: "Yes. We all had a good time on the set. As for these rumors that will destroy our pure friendship, we should stop them as soon as possible."
People in this industry, no matter how different they may be from each other secretly, in front of cameras and reporters, they are good friends.
"Bo Yu, are you confident that this drama will surpass Little Marquis and become the ratings king again?"
The reporter's words instantly silenced the scene. Everyone looked at Bai Yu quietly, waiting for his answer.
Bai Yu had a naughty smile on his face, with a hint of casual charm, attracting everyone's attention: "It's not just me bragging on my own, it depends on whether the audience likes it or not."
One word can make a difference, taking into account both aspects. Although reporters were dissatisfied with Bai Yu's vague explanation, they did not dare to bother with the premiere promotion and it came to a perfect conclusion.
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