When it comes to entertainment stars, they are both red and dark, they are updated very quickly, and there are countless rising stars.
But for a "star" like Han Shiyu, the stage is a product launch conference, the work is a company with a market value of 100 million, the exposure is the degree to which you can get a hot search with just a like, and the audience is netizens of all ages - the real top stream.
Jixun did not close down for a day, and Han Shiyu continued to harm the world.
Every time a user's wallet is harvested, the image of the CEO of Jixun is deeply embedded in their minds.
That is enduring.
Six people got into the car, and five stone statues sat in a row.
The bucket of drink that the Fang family was holding had just experienced the misfortune of being smashed to the ground by its owner, and it was bubbling with anger.
Shang Xue thought to himself: I am going to fire.
The Fang family thought: I want to go home.
Xu Jia thought to himself: awsl.
Yang Han thought to himself: This fool.
The fool scolds Han Shiyu.
The black sports car has been locked in the garage to collect dust. Han Shiyu said that he would give his daughter a card, and he had to drive out to pick her up.
Yang Han raised his cheeks when he saw the five petrified people.
She didn't want the card face, she just wanted Han Shiyu to be normal in front of her classmates.
Xu Jia grabbed her hand.
Xu Jia looked at her
She looked back at Xu Jia.
Xu Jia asked, "Who are you?"
Yang Han replied, "I am your tablemate."
Xu Jia: "You were sent by Jixun to visit Weifu privately, right?"
Yang Han: "?"
The other five people: "..."
Han Shiyu felt amused and said, "She is here to observe the sentiments of the people."
Xu Jia immediately changed his tune and said, "Hello, eldest princess."
Han Shiyu was amused, and the atmosphere in the car seemed to be warmer. He asked like a family, "Can you eat spicy food?"
The five people were so nervous that they answered "Yes" one by one, just like reporting numbers, and when they arrived in Yang Han, they stopped with "No".
Han Shiyu asked again: "Can girls drink cold drinks? I only prepared iced drinks. If there are any, I will buy them."
The Fang family shook his head, raised the big bucket of soda in his hand, and said, "No need—we bought it."
Han Shiyu: "Oh."
The air fell silent.
All that was left was the whistling of the car in the ear.
When waiting for the red light, Han Shiyu turned back, looked at them, and said, "Aren't you guys going to chat?"
The five shook their heads in sync.
Han Shiyu shrugged, as if looking at five nervous little puppies, turned back and muttered, "Okay."
Back at the residence, Yang Mo had already prepared five new pairs of slippers. When he saw the group of children coming, he stood at the door and said "Welcome".
Han Shiyu kissed his cheek happily.
Yang Mo was puzzled: "I'm not welcoming you."
Han Shiyu pretended not to hear, and rubbed his shoulder into the room.
Yang Han found that the movements of his classmates were extremely synchronized today, and they had never done radio gymnastics in between classes.
It was like a concubine who entered the emperor's bedroom, carefully stood on tiptoe, and put on her shoes in slow motion, as if the ground inside was made of jade.
Yang Han threw out the strange description in his mind and shouted to Yang Mo, "Dad, we're going to my room."
Yang Mo: "Do you eat fruit?"
Yang Han asked them, "Do you want to eat fruit?"
The five nodded in sync.
Yang Han shook his hands in front of them: "You wake up!"
It wasn't until the five people were taken to Yang Han's room that it exploded.
Shang Xue's pupils trembled and said, "Yang Han... Who is Han Shiyu?"
The Fang family asked the surrounding people over and over again in disbelief: "Is this the CEO of that fun place? It's not the same name, right?"
Squad leader: "You wait for me to calm down for a while."
Xu Jia regretted it too late and said, "Eldest Princess, this servant is wrong."
Lu Yueming: "..."
Yang Han sat cross-legged on the jigsaw puzzle on the floor, hesitated for a while, scratched his cheeks, and said, "Han Shiyu is me... my brother."
Everyone said "oh".
The young people's ability to accept is very strong. After digesting for a while, they finally accepted the fact that the classmates next to them are relatives of the CEO of Jixun, and they began to discuss and reminisce about what happened just now.
Shang Xue: "I really didn't expect it... No wonder Yang Han has so much pocket money... Can I ask for an autograph later?"
Fang's family: "Yang Han, you said that the one who cooks for us is him, right? He can cook?"
Monitor: "...what else do you think about besides eating?"
Xu Jia knew that the handsome guy at the door just now was Yang Han's father. Although Han Shiyu's behavior of kissing her cheek is quite normal in the eyes of ordinary people, but Xu Jia is different.
Rotten eyes look at the human base.
Yang Han answered one by one, stopped Shang Xue who wanted to talk about it and show off in the circle of friends, put his hands together and begged them not to talk about it.
Several people looked at each other for a while, and understood the reason. Yang Han begged him very religiously, so Shang Xue endured it, put the phone back in, and made a zipper to seal his mouth.
Xu Jia leaned over and asked, "Your dad...isn't your relationship good with your brother?"
Yang Han looked at her quietly, turned his head, and said, "Oh, very good."
She was afraid that Xu Jia would continue to discuss the "in-depth relationship" between the two, so she interrupted first: "The math teacher left question 13 on the paper after class. Tell me who did it."
The squad leader said, "I did, and you have doubts about which option you choose."
Xu Jia realized her obvious interruption and said, "Are you in the dark?"
Yang Han give her a white point to fall in love with learning. "
…
Yang Dui walked in cautiously with a fruit platter, and saw the group of children talking about the problem in full swing. After putting it down, he gave a light reminder, and when he was about to go out, Yang Han stopped him.
Yang Han beckoned unconvinced: "Dad, come here, what do you choose for this question..."
Shang Xue tutted: "Why don't you believe me, really, the teacher said to choose C, and he also said that D is a common wrong idea... And this is a single choice, is it not looking for trouble to choose two."
Yang Handao: "But both the monitor and I think Xiaolu is right."
Shang Xue sighed, took out the matching answers to this set of questions, pointed to A of the 13 questions above and said, "Look, believe it?"
Xu Jia silently ate snacks and watched a few people quarrel.
Yang Han has been tutored by Yang Mo since he was a child. He came over and bent down: "Which question?"
Xu Jia's potato chips suddenly stopped chewing, because Yang Mo was right next to her, and she could see the mole on his side face when she tilted her head.
Xu Jia was so nervous that he forgot which nostril he usually used to breathe.
Yang Mo took a pen to calculate for a while, but Xu Jia still couldn't help but glanced at him secretly, but he never expected to see a trace on his neck.
Xu Jia's small eyes narrowed, she quickly searched for matches in her rich experience, and judged that the red marks scattered densely and arrogantly at the end of her neck were definitely not bitten by mosquitoes.
Probably strawberries.
Still fresh.
Xu Jia's pupils trembled.
Yang Mo put down his pen and said, "Choose C."
Shang Xue gave a triumphant yes, and Yang Mo demonstrated it to them with another way of thinking on the paper. Except for Fang Jia, who was distracted, and Xu Jia, who was shocked, all the people present were firmly grasped by his concise and powerful proof. Note that if you don't understand one step, someone will raise your hand to stop - otherwise it will be difficult to understand the following.
After he finished speaking, he put down his pen, and Lu Yueming, who had been frowning silently, suddenly spoke.
"I think something is wrong."
Yang Mo looked at him: "What's wrong."
Lu Yueming put his original steps together with Yang Mo, picked up the pen and started talking from the beginning.
The Fang family leaned over and whispered to Xu Jia, "Can I have a slice?"
Xu Jia handed the whole package of happy things to the Fang family.
At this moment, she was thinking, Yang Han didn't... don't have a mother
In addition to the voices of Lu Yueming and Yang Mo, the sound of breathing and the rubbing of the pen on the paper were alive. Lu Yueming was explaining to him why he couldn't use another way of thinking, which would lead to a situation.
His thoughts are very clear, and his articulation is clear, his voice is clear, and his tone is gentle, which makes people sound very comfortable.
Finally, Yang Mo pursed his lips and nodded, and said with a sigh of relief, "It's my fault... It's multiple choices."
Shang Xue: "Huh?"
Yang Han called: "The little deer is awesome!"
The squad leader praised: "The arrogant plus one."
Lu Yueming rubbed his nose embarrassingly.
Yang Mo nodded and said, "Don't be humble, you are very careful and your logic is clear."
Lu Yueming looked up at him, and when he smiled, there would be a beautiful lying silkworm in his eyes, and said, "Thank you."
"Go eat some fruit when you're tired," Yang Mo said, "you learn, I'm going out."
Yang Han said happily: "Okay dad."
Yang Mo closed the door gently, Shang Xue crawled over, and asked curiously, "Where does your dad work? Don't you have to go to work?"
Just after finding out the mistake on the paper, Yang ** was happy and said, "He works from home, he is a programmer of Jixun."
Lu Yueming was stunned when he heard the words, and looked up at Yang Han.
Shang Xue: "Oh, your 'family' business."
"That..." Lu Yueming asked suddenly, he seemed to be very interested in this aspect, and said with a smile, "Is my uncle actually a very news person, does he... have an alias in the industry?"
Yang Han said: "Yes, it's called Starry, the mouse pad on my computer desk... Well, this is his signed version."
Lu Yueming's original smile froze, and his face turned red and white alternately.
"Are you sure?"
Yang Han filled his mouth with a strawberry: "Hey, this name is engraved on many of his trophies, and I touched them one by one when I was a child."
Lu Yueming's voice was close to humble: "Can I take a look..."
There have been many ups and downs in this person's life, but there are really not many cases where one brain is crowded in one day.
When Lu Yueming saw the various trophies from Yang Mo brought by Yang Han, he thought so.
Due to professional reasons, Starry's national popularity is not high, but in the IT world, especially in the eyes of extreme enthusiasts like Lu Yueming, he is a legend.
"Starry, his real name in Chinese has not been announced yet. He graduated from the Department of Mathematics at Capital University, and in his junior year, he dug up 6 iOS vulnerabilities alone, which is comparable to the number discovered by Apple's own researchers. After graduation, he submitted dozens of vulnerabilities to Microsoft, which was successful. Received an offer from Microsoft. After working in a different place, he returned to China and joined the newly established Jixun Technology Co., Ltd., becoming a T5 programmer, the chief scientist of Renjixun's Dennis Lab, and led the team to win the World Hacker Competition championship twice. , is the master of world cracking..."
Yang Han interrupted him: "Wait... what... what? I didn't understand."
He only knew that Yang Mo had often been the project leader for Han Shiyu.
Lu Yueming took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "In short, uncle is very powerful... He is my idol."
The Fang family grasped the point: "So you were complimented by him when you were speaking in front of your idol just now?"
Lu Yueming's face suddenly became familiar, he lowered his head and said, "...Yes."
Shang Xue cheered: "It's amazing, Xiaolu, the first major mathematics department, you are absolutely amazing."
Lu Yueming quickly explained: "No... Uncle has been out of school for so long, maybe he forgot about these things... And it is said that he has been working on computers all day in his junior year, and the others often fail because they don't go to class."
"I know this!" Yang Han raised his hand and said, "But you don't have to be humble, my dad really seldom praises people."
Lu Yueming's face turned redder and buried in his hands.
Shang Xue handed him a piece of fruit to suppress his shock, then turned his head and said, "Yang Han... Your family is too powerful."
After listening, the monitor nodded and added: "I'm sitting here now, like a dream..."
Xu Jia crunched the pineapple, swallowed it, and asked, "Yang Yang, do you have a stepmother?"
A group of people looked at her.
Yang Han frowned and looked at her who seemed to have not connected to the Internet for many years: "How did you deduce it."
…
Han Shiyu was shaking his fan on the balcony with his legs crossed, watching the red-hot charcoal in the stove, he skewered the meat marinated in the marinade he prepared into skewers, and arranged them one by one. After wearing a few skewers, he flipped through the sizzling mutton. He sprinkled cumin in a decent manner, and part of it was sprinkled with minced pepper, rolled and grilled.
Yang Mo came over, leaned a little against the parapet on the balcony, looked at him, and said, "...you made it yourself?"
"When we were in school, there was a barbecue restaurant at the south gate of the east campus, do you remember the tall one, the lady boss." Han Shiyu smiled at him, "I asked her for the recipe after I was stalking, try it?"
Yang Mo blinked, it seemed that he had missed this smell for a long time, and there was still a little aftertaste left in the corner of his mind, and time did not erase it.
He took Han Shiyu's roasted skewer, bit down on a piece of meat, chewed it and raised his eyebrows, "It's got an inner taste."
Han Shiyu smiled, continued to skewer the meat, and said, "I remember that you liked spicy food at the time, but when you touched it, your tonsils became inflamed... You can eat it again, and eat it again."
Yang Mo bit another piece of meat and gently pulled it off the bamboo stick.
Han Shiyu: "In the end, it was the proprietress who took pity on you, wondering if she could marinate the meat to make it numb and get that 'spicy taste'... In the end, who knew that this recipe would become popular, haha."
Yang Mo handed him the diabolo stick he had eaten, and Han Shiyu placed it on another idle plate. Yang Mo clapped his hands, got up, and patted Han Shiyu's hair fluttering by the fan wind.
At this moment, Han Shiyu is like the young furry boy from many years ago, giggling: "I said I would bake you for a lifetime, I didn't lie to you, senior."
Yang Mo glanced at the meat on the shelf: "If you don't turn over the meat over there, it will be mushy."
…
Yang Han and his classmates started to play as they learned. Yang Han smoothed out Han Shiyu's complete set of switches, and played online with the five people in the room, laughing constantly. When he came out, his face was flushed with excitement.
It was rare for Yang Mo to see Yang Han playing so well with his classmates, so he smiled when he called them out to eat.
Lu Yueming said goodbye to them, nervously thanked the idol for his offer to send him off, and bowed politely. Before he left, Yang Han stuffed the mouse pad signed by Yang Mo into his bag, saying it was a gift for him.
Lu Yueming was flattered and said thank you several times.
Originally, it was a little restrained when the five people sat in a row, but when I tasted the barbecue made by Han Shiyu, I completely let myself go.
The Fang family buried their heads in hard work.
Xu Jia gave Yang Mo a look while eating.
Shang Xue never dreamed that one day he would talk to the boss of Jixun at a dinner party. The two people had similar attributes, and the old and the young started to "commercially blow each other". The experience and age are not right, this conversation made the squad leader and Xu Jia sit on the side and nervous for him.
But Han Shiyu didn't care and thought it was fun.
"Brother, let's go one," said he was tired, Shang Xue and Han Shiyu touched glasses, and the ice cubes in the cola shook.
Han Shiyu smiled: "Come."
Shang Xue was familiar with everyone, and raised a glass to Yang Mo, who was opposite, and said, "Uncle, let's have one too."
Yang Mo: "..."
Hearing this comparison, Han Shiyu smiled and asked curiously, "Do I look younger than him?"
Yang Mo also slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, holding the cup and raising it with monk Xue Xue. Said: "This is the first time I heard you call me uncle at such an age."
"Hey, I think you look as young as us." Shang Xue rounded up the field and smiled, "But you are Yang Han's father, this is Yang Han's cousin, and the seniority can't be worse, right hahaha."
"..." Han Shiyu froze: "... Who am I?"
Yang Han closed his eyes and drank Coke, pretending he didn't hear anything.
…
I had a great time on the weekend. I saw off my classmates in the afternoon. Yang Han stayed in the library for another afternoon and came home when the lights were dimmed. Taking off his shoes and entering the house, he saw Yang Mo sitting on the sofa with the TV on.
Seeing Yang Han come in, Yang Mo pointed at the balcony with the remote control.
Yang Han stood there for a while.
Yang Mo said helplessly: "Go and coax him."
Yang Han: "..."
Han Shiyu stood on the balcony shaking a glass of melancholy wine, as thick as the sunset.
Yang Han walked in and broke the artistic composition that he had deliberately concave, saying, "Dad."
Han Shiyu said indifferently, "I can't hear you."
Yang Han: "Oh, then I'm leaving."
Han Shiyu: "You come back to me."
Yang Han walked back obediently, lying on the balcony with Han Shiyu, watching the sunset.
She tried to please: "Dad, what shall we eat tonight."
Han Shiyu: "I'm your cousin, you ask your dad to go."
Yang Han: "You are my father, my biological father."
Facing the gentle wind, the girl stood on the small boss at the bottom of the balcony parapet, her height was only close to Han Shiyu's ear.
She had no choice, bit her lip and said, "I... I haven't told them yet... I'm looking for opportunities, I'll tell them later... Soon."
Han Shiyu took a sip of wine, turned to look at her, and stared at her daughter for a long time.
She didn't say that "I'm afraid they won't accept it."
A long time ago, when a girl was still in junior high school, she invited her classmates to play at home.
It was also in this place that she discussed with Han Shiyu, who was going to show off in front of her classmates, and asked him if he could go out and hide for a while.
Han Shiyu looked at her silently at the time.
The girl blushed and said, "I'm afraid they won't accept it..."
At that time, Yang Han already knew that his family was a little different from ordinary people. The young girl was sensitive. Although she didn't say it, she was still very afraid that she would one day become the center of discrimination.
Han Shiyu understood her and never blamed him. But he has always appeared as a relative in Xiao Yang Han's introduction. Only Yang Mo is the parent, and whoever puts it on him will inevitably feel a little sad.
I heard from friends that the greatest joy in raising a child is the surprise and comfort of suddenly discovering that he has grown up in some small details.
Han Shiyu looked at Yang Han, who was now standing on the balcony, trying to stand on tiptoe and trying to catch up with his height. A warm current rushed into his heart, and all the snow that had not been cleaned in front of his heart for many years was washed away.
He didn't want to make trouble with her at first, he just wanted to tease her, the surprise was like a piece of candy that was randomly picked out of an empty pocket, and it was strawberry flavored.
Yang Han handed him the fruit lollipop and asked carefully, "Do you want to eat it?"
Han Shiyu turned his head and said, "Don't eat."
Yang Han called out, "Dad."
Han Shiyu rubbed her head contentedly and took the lollipop.
The street lights outside began to come alive one after another. Yang Mo opened the balcony door and asked, "Have you been coaxed?"
One of the father and daughter was bent over, and the other was on tiptoe, with a lollipop in it, like it was buckled out of a mold, and turned back at the same time.
"It seems to be fine," Yang Mo said, "Come in for dinner."
Before entering the door, a message came from Yang Han's cell phone. It was a fanfiction shared by Xu Jia. Yang Han just wanted to bookmark it, and then Xu Jia said a few more words.
"That Yang Yang, let me ask you something."
"Is Han Shiyu really your cousin?"
Yang Han was startled.
Xu Jia sent an emoji, and then changed the words and asked, "Let's put it this way... Are you the eldest princess... or the princess?"