183 one eighty three
Chapter one hundred and eighty three:
Li Bozhong always looks very kind and kind on weekdays, but he seems to be a different person in the play, playing Yan Ling's father who pinned his hopes on his son because he failed to become a special soldier, and who is strict with his son. However, Li Bozhong himself is a father, so he will notice some details that the screenwriter did not notice.
After Yanling's training, he would bring Yanling a cup of hot water and put it on the table, and after Yanling fell asleep, he would open the door to see if he was asleep, and even after he left, he would wake up every day. Cleaned his house and helped him hang the quilt on the balcony. Such small details instantly showed Yan Jifeng's love for his son in his heart, and also made this image more full.
It was the first time for Li Mo to see her father filming a film, and her eyes widened in shock. Although she knew that her old father had acted in many plays, she never expected that her old father's acting skills were so good. Thought it was a bronze, but did not expect to be a king, Li Mo looked angrily at her father who was playing with Yan Qingchi on the field, and felt that her old father was really unkind, why did he hide so many little secrets? Didn't tell her, she still needs to dig layer by layer, did he think he was an onion!
Probably due to the presence of his father, when Li Mo played with Yan Qingchi, he almost used 120% of his skills. She is young and good-looking, and she has an advantage when she comes. In addition, Peng Xiaoai's attitude towards Yan Ling is somewhat similar to her attitude towards Yan Qingchi, so she basically just needs to grasp the pace and add some tenderness to it, while not Let Peng Xiaoai's liveliness become noisy, that's all.
Yan Qingchi couldn't help but praise her for her first time acting in such a good state. Li Mo said very sincerely, "That's because this role is easy to play. If it's reversed and you play someone who chases me, I'm probably going to panic."
Yan Qingchi looked at her, and carefully evaluated Li Mo's future development. She was good-looking, and knew how to work hard and study in acting. She was also the second generation star. Although Li Bozhong had retired, her connections were still there. Let alone, if he wants to help Li Mo, he can always help. Besides, although Li Mo has a bit of a straight temper, she also knows how to be patient and is willing to listen to what he and Jiang Mochen have to say. If Li Mo can sign a contract with Nancheng, it will be a good choice for her and Nancheng.
Seeing him staring at her without blinking, Li Mo took a step back in fright, "Brother, what do you want to do?"
"do you want… "
"No, I don't want to!" Li Mo replied reflexively.
Yan Qingchi was stunned for a moment, and then Li Mo realized what stupid thing he had done, "No, I was just quick-talking for a while, brother, what do you want to ask me, you can say it again."
"I just want to ask you, have you signed with an economic company, and do you want to sign with Nancheng?"
Li Mo pointed to herself and said in surprise, "Can I?"
Yan Qingchi nodded, "Your conditions are good."
"Of course I am willing!" Li Mo said happily, but just as she got excited, she remembered Li Bozhong's advice, "Wait, I have to ask my father. You don't know, my father is very concerned about me. Yan, when I applied for the art school, my dad told me every day that this circle is a big dye vat, and told me to be obedient and report everything to him, he simply treated me like a child."
"Then I think you are quite obedient." Yan Qingchi said.
Li Mo sighed, "What can I do, who made me a caring little padded jacket."
Yan Qingchi reached out and patted her, "Go quickly, little padded jacket, and ask your father if he agrees."
"Okay, brother, wait for me to come back later and tell you." Li Mo said, and ran away.
Of course Li Bozhong agreed to sign Nancheng. After "Best Partner", some companies offered Li Mo an olive branch one after another, but Li Bozhong made Li Mo refuse. He ran into Jiang Mochen again this year, recorded a program with Jiang Mochen, and thought highly of him in his heart. If Li Mo had to choose a brokerage company to sign, he would of course prefer Nancheng. After all, both Jiang Mochen and Yan Qingchi came from Nancheng, and they are very comfortable to get along with. Li Bozhong didn't ask how popular Li Mo would be, he just hoped that Li Mo would do well and sign with Nancheng, which might trouble Jiang Mochen, but he is such a daughter, if he doesn't find a reliable company, he would rather Li Mo never sign.
Li Bozhong intended to wait for Li Mo to graduate, and then asked Jiang Mochen if he could contact him and let Li Mo sign to Nancheng. Unexpectedly, Yan Qingchi proposed this idea first.
Li Bozhong asked him, "Will it trouble you?"
Yan Qingchi shook his head, "No trouble."
"That's good. I can rest assured that I can sign with Nancheng. With you and Mo Chen watching, I don't have to worry about her as a girl every day. Will something bad happen in this circle."
Yan Qingchi could understand Li Bozhong's worry, after all, which parent doesn't worry about their children? Especially in places like the entertainment industry.
"Don't worry," he assured Li Bozhong, "Comparatively speaking, Nancheng is a very humane company. If Li Mo doesn't want to, just communicate with the agent well. If the communication doesn't work, you can Come to me or Jiang Mochen directly."
Li Mo nodded, "OK."
"However," Yan Qingchi looked at her, "you have to be obedient yourself, and don't play Miss Miss. If you become like Yu Xiaoyu, I can't help you."
Li Mo couldn't believe it, "Brother, you actually compared me with Yu Xiaoyu! I'm so sad! I want to take off my fan for a second, no, a minute!"
Yan Qingchi and Li Bozhong couldn't help laughing when they heard her words. The sky was blue and everyone was in a good mood.
After the filming of the city scene was over, the crew moved into the army for closed shooting. Yan Qingchi's strengths are brought into full play here. His skills, physical fitness, and precision in shooting are just like Yan Ling in the play, so that other actors look at him and feel that they don't need to make up their minds at all. Self is substituted.
Director Kang and the screenwriter were also very surprised. Xiao Liu asked him in private, "Did you serve in the army before?"
Yan Qingchi shook his head, "No."
"Then your skill, your shooting accuracy, and your physical fitness, I believe you now that you say that your real name is Yan Ling, and your stage name is Yan Qingchi." @无限好文，全在
Yan Qingchi thought he was quite humorous, so he smiled, "Maybe this is the fate between me and this character."
Xiao Liu nodded with emotion, and patted him on the shoulder, "I turned around and told Director Kang that I had to treat Mr. Li Bozhong to a meal. Fortunately, he recommended you, otherwise if I missed you, you have such a high degree of compatibility I guess I will regret it for the rest of my life."
Yan Qingchi smiled and said, "How can it be so serious."
Xiao Liu said seriously, "You don't understand. When I write a play, it's like having a child. Finding a suitable actor to play the male lead is like finding a father for the child. If I hand over to an irresponsible In the hands of others, don't I have to regret it?"
Yan Qingchi looked at him, feeling vaguely that this relationship is not right, the play is like a child, he is the person who gave birth to the child, and he is the father of the child, then the two of them...
Yan Qingchi bowed his head and remained silent, fearing that his thoughts would frighten screenwriter Xiao Liu, who had difficulty raising children.
"Waiting for Spring" was filmed in the army until the end of February of the second year. When Yan Qingchi returned home, Yanyan had already walked very proficiently. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Yanyan chasing the car in the living room with his short legs.
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Seeing Yan Qingchi enter the room, Yan Yan tilted his head and looked at him carefully for a while, then finally remembered, turned around, and ran towards him, Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly put down the salute in his hand hold him.
Yanyan was picked up by him, and happily shouted in his arms, "Dad, Dad."
Yan Qingchi hugged him around, Yanyan laughed hahaha and shouted, "Come again, come again."
Yan Qingchi had no choice but to hold him around a few more times.
He had just settled down, raised his head unconsciously, and saw Jiang Mochen on the stairs not far away, looking at him tenderly.
Yan Qingchi felt that this scene seemed familiar. He looked at Jiang Mochen and smiled, "I'm back."
Jiang Mochen nodded, and he said, "Welcome home."
Hearing these four words, Yan Qingchi was suddenly moved for some reason.
He lowered his head, hid his emotions, teased Yanyan in his arms, and then kissed Yanyan.
Yanyan held his face in both hands, kissed him with a "pop", and smiled at him with bent eyes.
Yan Qingchi couldn't help pinching his face, "Why are you so obedient and caring."
Yanyan waved her small fist and giggled.
Jiang Mochen went down the stairs, approached him, looked at him carefully, and said, "The hair is short."
"It's normal to have short hair, thank God if you don't cut it out."
"It's okay, it looks good this way, very energetic."
"The teacher who sculpted me said the same thing."
Yan Qingchi said and handed the inkstone to Jiang Mochen's arms, "Hold it first, and I'll change clothes."
Jiang Mochen took Yan Yan, and his eyes met with Yan Yan, suddenly, he said, "Kiss me."
Yanyan hugged his face and kissed him in a good temper, Jiang Mochen was a little worried, "Baby, do you know whoever asks you to kiss?"
Yan Yan looked at him innocently.
"In the future, no one can ask you to kiss, so you should kiss obediently, understand?"
Yanyan lowered her head and started playing with her hands.
"Forget it, you don't understand what I'm talking about now, let's talk about it later." He put the inkstone on the ground, patted his little butt lightly, "Go and play."
Yanyan went to play with her car again.
Yan Qingchi changed into his home clothes, sat on the floor and played with Yanyan for a while, seeing Jiang Mochen was about to cook, he carried Yanyan to Aunt Zhang, asked her to help watch, and went to the kitchen to chat with Jiang Mochen. @无限好文, all in
Seeing him coming in, Jiang Mochen asked, "Aren't you going to play with Yanyan?"
Yan Qingchi walked to his side, leaned on the sink, and said softly, "Come to accompany you."
Jiang Mochen looked up at him, and Yan Qingchi smiled at him slightly.
"Are you coming in now to influence my cooking?" Jiang Mochen said.
"No way." Yan Qingchi refused to admit it.
"Do you think I can concentrate on cooking while you are here?"
"Can't you?" Yan Qingchi asked him, "Then what do you want to do?"
Jiang Mochen looked at him, "What do you think?"
Yan Qingchi thought for a while, straightened up, and hugged him, "Is that so?"
Jiang Mochen chuckled, "You treat us as elementary school students falling in love."
He said, kissing Yan Qingchi directly.
Yan Qingchi cooperatively kissed him back, and after the kiss was over, he looked at him tenderly and asked, "Did you miss me?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Mochen looked at him, "Isn't this nonsense."
"Of course not. I asked this sentence. If you answer that you miss me, I can answer that I miss you too."
"Can't you just say it directly? I still need to ask and answer with you." Jiang Mochen felt that he was a little funny, so he laughed unconsciously.
Yan Qingchi didn't care about him, and said kindly, "Okay then, I miss you."
Jiang Mochen felt his heart soften instantly. He hugged Yan Qingchi, looked at him intently, then kissed his forehead, and pressed him into his arms, "I miss you too."
Yan Qingchi slowly raised the corners of his mouth, but deliberately said: "Change to another one, this one collides with what I just said, there is nothing new."
Jiang Mochen let go of him and looked at him, "Isn't this the drama you just designed?"
"But you rejected it." Yan Qingchi said plausibly, "So you change it, and you are not allowed to say the lines I just designed."
Jiang Mochen was almost amused by him, "That's fine."
"if not?"
"Okay," Jiang Mochen looked at him, then lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "I like you."
Yan Qingchi was satisfied, "pass."
Jiang Mochen smiled subconsciously, and stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, "As soon as you came back, this home instantly came to life. Without you, I feel a little less angry."
"Two children aren't vibrant enough?"
"That's different," Jiang Mochen said, "You are the brightest color in this family."
He looked at Yan Qingchi with tenderness in his eyes, "Chess and Yanyan can accompany each other, but you are the only one who can accompany me."
Yan Qingchi looked at him, nodded slightly, leaned forward and kissed him, "Then I can accompany you for a long time."
Jiang Mochen smiled, bowed his head to kiss him, and the two kissed again unconsciously, smiling softly, enjoying the rare affection.