After the parent meeting was the long eleventh holiday, Zhouhe happily approached the door on the first day of the holiday, saying that he would take Yu Shulin to "sweat the sweat of youth".
Liang Zhou sent them out with a black face, and then sat on the sofa with a black face and did not speak, even Ling Chun showed no good expressions when he came to the door.
"How did I recruit you again? I put on a stinky face." Ling Chun raised his eyebrows, always feeling that his friend's emotions had been a bit ups and downs recently, and it was so different from the way he didn't change his face for ten and a half months." I said, are you in love? This look of desire and dissatisfaction, tsk tsk."
"Desire and dissatisfaction?" Liang Zhou's face darkened, "Stop talking nonsense, are everything ready for you?"
"It's all ready. By the way, I'm here to ask you if you want to go out to play. Zhang Qian found a nice farmhouse. There are hot springs nearby. How about? How about going to play for a few days?" Ling Chun pointed out His chest: "The injury is almost healed, right? The activity is just right, should I go?"
Liang Zhou thought about Yu Shulin, who had just left the house, and nodded: "Go, I will bring Shulin with him."
"Sure, it's time to let the child relax, study all day, and not be afraid of learning stupid." Ling Chun took out his mobile phone: "Then I will call Zhang Qian and ask him to arrange something that the child loves to eat and play. ."
Liang Zhou nodded, his expression looks better at last.
The trip plan for three days and two nights was set in this way. Yu Shulin spent a few hours in the basketball gym on the first day. When he set off the next day, he was a little awkward. He kept rubbing his arms and legs and frowning. Also wrinkled all the time, obviously very uncomfortable.
"Next time don't run around with Xiaohe. He has been prudent since he was a child. You are different. If you want to exercise, there is a gym at home. I will take you to exercise." Liang Zhou drove the car out of the villa and said lightly.
"I just didn't stretch..." Yu Shulin wanted to explain, but remembered the scene of the basketball being smashed, he made a bitter face, rubbed his forehead, and sighed: "Forget it, basketball is not suitable for me, I still find something Gentle exercise method."
Liang Zhou nodded and reached out to touch his head, "There is a hot spring where I live this time, so make good bubbles."
Yu Shulin hadn't soaked in the hot springs. He was more energetic when he heard the words, and he looked forward to this holiday.
The hot spring villa chosen by Zhang Qian looks very reliable, the environment is quiet and the equipment is high-end-of course, it is also very expensive.
But no matter how expensive it is, it can't stop the enthusiasm of the people to travel during the Golden Week!
Zhang Qian spread his hands and said helplessly: "There are too many people, the rooms are tight, and there is no room for one person. Liang Zhou, you and Xiaoyu, Zhao Zhi, you take Xiaoyun to a room, and Ling Chun and I sleep. This arrangement is okay. ?"
Zhao Yun is Zhao Zhi's precious son. He is nine years old and chubby. Zhao Zhi also brought him out on this trip.
Liang Zhou glanced at Yu Shulin and took the room card: "No problem."
Zhao Zhi originally wanted to live in the same room with his son, and of course it was no problem. In the end, only Ling Chun was there, rubbing his chin and looking at Zhang Qian with a smile.
"What's your expression, I don't want to sleep with you, okay? There are two beds in the room, two beds!" Zhang Qian rolled his eyes, turned his head to ignore Lingchun's neurosis, and said to Liang Zhou and Zhao Zhi : "Your room is a double bed room, no way, this hot spring villa double bed room is better to book."
Zhao Zhi and Yu Shulin nodded, expressing their understanding, but Liang Zhou's hand holding the room card was tight, it turned out to be a double-bed room
After the room was allocated, everyone returned to the room with their room cards.
Yu Shulin walked around in the room, went out to look at the open-air hot spring that was faintly visible from a distance, and said happily, "Brother, when shall we go to the hot spring?"
"Wait for dinner to be digested and digested." Liang Zhou replied, frowning and looking at the big bed in the middle of the room with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Brother, why are you staring at the bed, recognize the bed?"
Liang Zhou returned to his senses and shook his head: "It's nothing, just thinking about what to eat at night."
Yu Shulin was even more puzzled: "Didn't it mean a delicious buffet?"
"... There are too many buffet choices, so think about it."
"Oh."
Seeing his younger brother happily packing his luggage, Liang Zhou's expression softened a bit, and finally his brows no longer frowned. It's normal for the brothers to sleep in the same bed, because they think too much.
In order to soak in the hot springs earlier, everyone had dinner very early. The buffet in the hot spring villa is quite good, but due to Liang Zhou's star status, a few people eat quickly. After a little digestion after the meal, a few people went to a small soup pool for ten people packaged by Zhang Qian and soaked comfortably.
"It's still so comfortable." Zhang Qian sighed, pulling across the small plate floating on the water, peeling eggs to eat: "Liang Zhou, your father is too, why let you be an actor, it is not convenient to come out to play, and you are not sincere. I like acting, well, I think business is more suitable for you."
Yu Shulin was also peeling eggs and looked at Liang Zhou curiously.
Because of the bone fracture, Liang Zhou hasn't moved the place since he entered the hot spring. At this moment, he is leaning on the wall of the pool comfortably, and his expression is much more relaxed than usual.
"Acting can be regarded as a kind of exercise. The entertainment industry can exercise people better than shopping malls. Besides, Rongguang is an entertainment company. If I don't know anything about this industry, how can I manage it well."
"That's what you said." Zhang Qian nodded and pushed a piece of juice to Yu Shulin: "Xiao Yu, you can drink it. If you don't like the taste, let's change it."
"Thank you." Yu Shulin took a sip and squinted, satisfied with the taste of the juice.
Ling Chun chuckled softly. Among the few people, he was the only one who drank wine. "Your dad is also good at playing abacus. First, let you go to the entertainment circle and take the actor to inherit the glory. Then he arranged an early arrangement. Liang Jian asked you to practice your hands, and in order to make you a talent, he also gave up his mind."
"Well, it's really for my good. If I don't have the ability, holding the glory will be the end of being smashed." Liang Zhou talked a bit more today, and when he mentioned Father Liang, his eyes flashed with warmth, "but he … Forget it, I guess my dad didn’t expect it to be like this."
Zhao Zhi was sitting in the corner holding Zhao Yun and was helping his son peel the eggs. He heard the words: "Then Liang Jian is starting to jump again now, saying that he wants to bring out a superstar who will enter Hollywood. Yang Lin seems to have secretly contacted Ronghua. ."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's good mood instantly shattered a bit, and Zhang Qian annoyed Yang Lin even more.
Zhao Zhi also knew that he was defeated, and smiled upon hearing this, and began to talk about other light topics.
Yu Shulin was curious about Liang Chi by what they said. For this father, his impression is too vague. He doesn't understand anything except the great director, who is very serious and talented. He rubbed against Liang Zhou, poked his brother's arm, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, Liang... Uh, what kind of person is Dad? Is it fierce?"
Liang Zhou, who was closing his eyes and resting his mind, stiffened, moved his poked arm, opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked down at Yu Shulin. Shoulder, turned around, grabbed a glass of juice and drank it, "Father speaks very little, usually very gentle and easy to talk, but when filming is a bit fierce."
"What about when I get along with you?"
Liang Zhou tilted his head again and looked at him with curiosity and longing for his eyes. Suddenly he felt a little soft, his chest was sour and sour. After a pause, he calmly said, "He is very busy, but he will try his best to spend time with me. He would scold me when I got into trouble, but he never did. Later, his health deteriorated and he could only recuperate at home. He also cared a lot about me. He likes to take me to the movies, analyze the plots for me, and teach me How do I interpret all kinds of emotions. My father... is serious but not harsh. He has taught me a lot. Well, he is a good father."
"Then he is really good." Yu Shulin nodded, sketched the image of a serious father in his mind, smiled, hit Liang Zhou's shoulder with his head, and sighed: "He taught you so well, now it's you. Come and teach me, I earn."
The skin-to-skin feel was strange, but unexpectedly very comfortable. Liang Zhou touched his hair, his eyes softened unconsciously: "Your mother taught you well, and we are all lucky."
"Yeah." Yu Shulin showed a big smile, took the plate containing the eggs, and peeled it neatly: "Brother, you haven't eaten the eggs yet, I'll peel them for you."
"Okay." He squeezed Yu Shulin's arm, dropped his hand into the hot spring, rubbing his fingers: "You are too thin, eat more in the future."
Yu Shulin nodded happily.
Ling Chun held the wine glass and drank slowly, occasionally scanning the Liang Zhou brothers with his eyes, his smile deepened.
"Hey, Chun'er, the relationship between Liang Zhou and Xiaoyu is really good. I think they both grew up together. Tsk tsk, look at Liang Zhou's expression, it's more popular than before." Zhang Qian said. The juice came over, in a posture ready to have a long chat.
Ling Chun glanced at him, put down the wine glass, draped the towel on his forehead, closed his eyes and went to rest.
"... Virtue!" Zhang Qian stared, and aimed at Liang Zhou. He didn't dare to bother at all, so he turned around and got close to Zhao Zhi. He tweeted a few words, but Zhao Zhi did not move like a mountain, holding the little fat man in his arms and devoting himself to the hot springs.
… A litter of unhuman beasts, I won’t take you to play next time!
Zhang Qian gritted his teeth, simply changed his goals, and pulled the little fat man's hand: "Xiaoyun, can I play with you, okay uncle?"
The little fat man widened his eyes, put the last bite of egg into his mouth in one bite, chewed and chewed with his cheeks, then pushed the small plate beside him toward his father, looking at Zhang Qian defensively.
"..."
Why does he want to invite these bastards to the hot springs! Why!
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