The stage play was very successful.
When all the lights were turned on, the audience applauded enthusiastically, and the children were led onto the stage by their fathers, bowing and closing the curtain together.
According to the setting of the program group, after the performance, the audience will vote on the performance of each young actor. They take the star stickers given by the program group and go on stage to put stickers on their favorite little actors.
Yoyo, who was dumbfounded, gained a whole lot of stars.
Ruthless and ruthless, Gu Miaomiao didn't allow others to stick to her face, so she rolled up her sleeves coolly and let them stick to her arms, like a big sister with tattooed arms.
Of course, Ding Yao was the most recognized one in the end.
Other fathers also recognized Ding Yao's acting skills.
"... Originally we thought you were good at singing and dancing, but we didn't expect you to be good at acting."
"Yeah, young people are really amazing now."
"Director Gu, doesn't such a promising young man think about it?"
The recording of today's program has ended, and a group of people dressed in starlight are talking and laughing on the way home.
Gu Qizhou was a little absent-minded, and smiled after listening:
"It's really good."
Ding Yao was chatting with Shidi, Gu Qizhou looked back at Youyou and Gu Miaomiao who were walking behind, and slowed down.
"Miaomiao."
Gu Miaomiao had expected that he would come to talk to her.
"The latter part of today is not the original words of my script, is it?"
"That." Gu Miaomiao blinked, "Brother Ding Yao changed it."
Ten minutes ago, when Ding Yao, who had just stepped down from the stage, asked her, she said without blushing, "My father changed it temporarily."
Ding Yao looked at her suspiciously at the time, but he didn't investigate further.
As for Gu Qizhou...
"Father, you don't blame Brother Ding Yao for changing the lines without authorization, do you?"
Gu Qizhou was still wondering why Ding Yao was so bold all of a sudden, when he heard Gu Miaomiao's words, he was about to explain when he saw Yoyo looking at him pitifully:
"Father, why do you blame brother Ding Yao?"
…Where does your elbow turn all day
"It's not strange, it's not strange." Gu Qizhou comforted him, and then said, "The last part..."
"I think it makes sense."
Gu Miaomiao looked at Yoyo.
"Yo, what do you think?"
Yoyo tilted her head, looking confused, but Gu Miaomiao didn't care what she thought, she answered politely:
"Ah, you also think it makes sense."
Yoyo: ... ah
Now Gu Qizhou was silent.
In fact, since Yoyo's incident in kindergarten, he has also reflected on it.
He thought about whether his career caused trouble to his daughter, and whether he should change Yoyo to a better kindergarten to protect her better.
But he never reflected on whether it was because he never asked if she was happy.
Probably in the eyes of adults, children will not have troubles.
Compared with their troubles, children's troubles are just little emotions worth mentioning.
But small emotions are like snowflakes, accumulating in the tip of my heart little by little.
It was so heavy that a small heart became heavier and heavier.
Every snowflake was originally so light.
After the filming ended early, the family of four returned to the shabby little house.
The weather gradually started to heat up, and the room was a bit stuffy. Gu Qizhou thought that it was still early for bedtime, so he simply moved a few chairs out of the room and called the children out to eat fruit.
These were bought with the money they earned in the morning, including nectarines, lychees and pineapples.
"I want to eat this! This! And this!"
Youyou, who had just washed her hair, was wearing wet hair, and ran out with her big slippers that didn't fit her feet.
Gu Qizhou asked the program team for a plate of mosquito coils, lit the mosquito coils, and the four of them sat under the tree and chatted while eating fruit.
"Today's last paragraph was changed quite well."
Gu Qizhou said while eating peaches.
"… ah?"
Ding Yao was a little surprised when he heard this at first.
I didn't expect Director Gu to be so narcissistic, and suddenly started to praise himself.
He also casually echoed: "Yes, it's pretty good..."
Gu Qizhou glanced at him.
Young people, quite immodest.
But it’s normal for those who engage in art to be a little arrogant. They are humble, polite and polite all day long, just like a robot, which is boring.
The two of them didn't know that they were talking to each other, and Gu Miaomiao, who knew everything well, hid her merits and fame, and silently peeled lychees for Yoyo to eat.
The silly little girl handed her the lychee that was peeled for her:
"Sister eat!"
The air in the countryside is fresh, and the starry sky is bright at night. Gu Qizhou, who was originally hiding his thoughts, looked up at the stars in the sky, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
"... If you're bored, do you want to write poetry for fun?"
...
The three people present couldn't keep up with Gu Qizhou's jumping thoughts, but he was in high spirits.
The poetry he was talking about was not a literary ancient poem, but a relatively simple and casual modern vernacular poem.
Gu Qizhou has been a typical Wen Qing since he was young. Unlike Tian Tian's father and the others, he often takes the children outdoors. Writing poetry is his clumsy attempt.
Gu Miaomiao thought for a while, and soon wrote a poem:
"Today's moon
round and round
today's star
twinkle twinkle
Yoyo today
Stupid and stupid. "
Gu Qizhou was the first to applaud: "Good! Great writing!"
He said this completely from a literary point of view. After all, it is a great thing that a six-year-old child can say so many parallel sentences.
As expected of his daughter!
Ding Yao also applauded, not because of anything else, but because Gu Miaomiao's last sentence touched his heart.
Amidst the applause, Yoyo pursed her lips and said with her hands on her hips:
"I'm going to be angry, I'm not stupid."
Gu Miaomiao then changed her words insincerely: "Then today's Yoyo, be good and be good."
Yoyo just hummed a little arrogantly.
Then it was Ding Yao and Gu Qizhou's turn. Ding Yao thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he recited a poem about the moon that he liked very much.
——The lack of the moon does not change the light, and the sword does not change the rigidity.
Yoyo held her small face in her hands, feeling very dazed.
But Gu Qizhou thought very quickly, although the poem was short, it was indeed well written.
But in Yoyo's ears, there are some words like tides, mountains and seas, Yoyo doesn't quite understand, only know that he is saying that the moon is beautiful.
If it looks good, it looks good. Why do you have to make such a big bend
It's really hard for adults to understand.
So when it was Yoyo's turn, she didn't even think about it, so she said:
"A grown-up's head is so big, so big
Can fit the stars and the moon
My head is so small, so small
There is only room for family members and sweet candy. "
The little girl spoke in a childish voice, speaking innocently, and even a little sluggishly after she finished speaking, probably because she remembered the strawberry milk she hadn't had for several days, her little face was full of longing.
Gu Qizhou thought she was ridiculously cute at first.
But when he thought about it carefully, his smile gradually faded, and his eyes were more dazed by the shock of Youyou's poem.
So, is this what she wants
Ding Yao listened silently, his thoughts were complicated.
It turned out to be like this.
It doesn't seem so difficult for a little girl who is rich in material but never satisfied in spirit to become paranoid and willful when she grows up. She must get what she wants.
Although it was hard for him to imagine that Gu Youyou in front of him would become the person he knew, but looking at today's scene, he felt that he suddenly understood that girl a little more.
"Yo Yo, Miao Miao."
Gu Qizhou summoned his two daughters.
One big and one small, one calm and one ignorant.
He hugged the two of them and sat on his lap one by one, and said softly:
"Father's head is very big, it can hold the moon and stars, and it can also hold Yoyo and Miaomiao."
"But there are too many things installed, and occasionally I can't hear your voices."
"If Dad can't hear, Yoyo and Miaomiao should speak louder, and Dad will definitely hear it."
Yoyo is ignorant, and I don't know if I understand it.
She thought for a while, raised her head and asked:
"Then, when you are busy, Dad, remember to call back Yoyo."
"Dad remembered."
"You must remember, otherwise, otherwise Yoyo shouted so loudly at home, you wouldn't be able to hear it."
"It's dad's fault. Dad won't do it anymore."
After hooking up with Yoyo, Gu Qizhou looked at Gu Miaomiao again.
"How about you Miaomiao?"
"... me what?"
"Are you going to call Dad?"
Gu Miaomiao was silent for a while, and sincerely reminded him:
"I don't have a mobile phone, and I can't remember your phone number."
"..."
This is also a problem.
After agreeing to buy a phone watch for Gu Miaomiao, Gu Qizhou pretended not to understand Gu Miaomiao's longing expression for wanting a phone, and pushed the two sisters to go to bed quickly.
It was rare to have a heart-to-heart talk with his daughter, and Gu Qizhou was in a good mood.
So while going back to the room, he casually chatted with Ding Yao about his career plans.
Anyway, there is no camera filming, and they have no scruples about talking.
"...the company really wants me to make movies now, after all, filming makes money..."
"...Yes, idols like us have an embarrassing status and many invitations, but none of them are good scripts, so I want to discuss with the company as much as possible, and don't accept the drama lightly..."
"Have you thought about changing companies?"
Ding Yao looked up at him and said bluntly: "... yes."
If the people in the company heard this, Ding Yao would probably be thrown into limbo by the company.
Gu Qizhou nodded.
At Ding Yao's age, being able to think so much shows that he is a thoughtful person.
Gu Qizhou is thinking about starting an entertainment company this year. There are pros and cons to starting a company. He hasn't figured it out yet, so although he has some approval for Ding Yao, he didn't speak rashly.
just say:
"I'm about to start preparations for my next play. Say hello to your company. I'll reserve a small role for you. You can try it when you have time."
As soon as Yoyo climbed onto the bed, she saw Ding Yao coming in behind Gu Qizhou, her eyes lit up slightly and little by little.
That kind of brightness, as if the gray beads were slowly polished by someone, revealing a light that can illuminate the people around.
Wow-
Brother Ding Yao seems to be a little more handsome tonight!
"Thank you, Director Gu! I will definitely! I promise I won't let you down!"
"Don't thank me too early, if you're not the protagonist, your company might not agree, right?"
"I will find a way! I, I will find a way!"
... Brother Ding Yao seemed very happy.
Yoyo held her face and dangled her fleshy calves.
"What are you talking about!"
Gu Qizhou smiled and said, "Your brother Ding Yao will work with Dad for a while, are you happy?"
"Happy!" Yoyo cheered, "Brother Ding Yao is awesome!"
Gu Qizhou: "? Shouldn't you praise Dad for being great?"
You Yo danced and danced, looking happier than Ding Yao.
"All good! Brother Ding Yao is the best!"
Gu Qizhou: "..."
Ding Yao only felt that the surrounding voices seemed to be getting farther and farther away.
All that remains is the heartbeat in the chest, thumping, deafening.
Listening to his excited heartbeat, he always had the feeling that he was dreaming, that this world was too good to be true.
Everything that could not be exchanged for the hard work in the previous life.
This life was easily sent before his eyes.
And the girl who had obstructed and ruined everything for him in her previous life was now happy for him.
… this is ridiculous.
At the last moment when Gu Qizhou got up to blow the lamp, he was lying next to him, and the little girl who was sitting across from him was still looking at him with a smile:
"great."
Very good.
He also said to himself in his heart.
The nightmare is over.
The little girl in front of me will not become that paranoid child who cannot get love.