The counterattack of the reserve dad

I know you are liars!I trick my granddaughter into buying this and that every day, saying she won a lottery, but in fact, she signs up and pays for it, pays for the goods, and throws a bunch of product manuals over when the things are delivered home!Get this for me, and return the registration fee to me! "

Ai Wenmohe and the photographer's assistant backed away tacitly, and did not speak, letting Xie Ange dodge the old lady's big broom in the narrow corridor in a panic.

"You can't beat the elderly, you will be hacked."

"The CDs on the list must be sent out, otherwise they will be hacked."

Xie Ange wanted to cry but recalled Li Shen's confession, and could only shout in the gap of avoidance: "We are not liars, and there is no fee for registration."

The old lady didn't care so much, she just wanted to drive this group of people away wholeheartedly.

After persisting for a few minutes, Xie Ange couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to follow a group of people down first.

A group of people were nesting under a big tree downstairs, Xie Ange angrily accused this group of dishonest scumbags.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and saw six text messages, all of which were sent by Lin Xiu.Xie Ange felt better, and clicked to read one by one.

"The new song is good, I heard it in the convenience store."

"I found a chain store to sign up, and clearly wrote down the address of the neighbor's house."

"Don't you have the habit of answering text messages? I will go to the neighbor's house at night and wait for you to come over."

"Why haven't you come here? I should have missed it."

"Tired? I waited all night and almost fell asleep. Please reply to the text message!"

Xie Ange smirked for a while, and called Lin Xiu back: "You won the lottery last time."

"Why don't you reply a text message?!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Xie Ange admitted his mistake honestly, "Lin Xiu, how do you deal with the unreasonable old lady?"

"What? You can't fight back, you can't fight back." Lin Xiu said lazily, "You still want to attack the old lady?"

"...I'll try my best. I hope she won't slap her...Lin Xiu, I'll call you later..."

"What? Hello!"

Xie Ange hung up the phone, took the CD and went upstairs alone.

He looked deathly at home.

☆、Chapter 43

At 12:30, Xie Ange came home, and Lin Xiu fell asleep on the sofa.

Xie Ange pushed his arm to wake him up.Lin Xiu stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Ange over, hugging her.

"Does your neck hurt?" Xie Ange pointed to the gap between the armrest of the sofa and the pillow, "Why did you have a stiff neck after sleeping all night?"

Lin Xiu rubbed his neck: "Thank you big star! You agreed to call me! Labor and management waited for a text message all day, and it's better to continue waiting for the phone for two hours!"

"Don't shout..." Xie Ange pressed his mouth, "Keep your voice down."

"... Compensation." Lin Xiu groaned.

"...What compensation?" Xie Ange swallowed nervously.

Lin Xiu crossed his arms and looked at him with malicious intent, making Xie Ange's heart shudder, and because he felt ashamed, he couldn't run away.

Then Lin Xiu's head fell, and he quickly sat up straight again, shaking his head from side to side vigorously, obviously he was very sleepy.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't wait for you in the future... sleep and sleep!"

After speaking, he stood up and walked to his own room. Xie Ange followed behind, absent-minded, bumping his head against the door frame, crouching down with his head in pain.

"Hey, hey, hey! Be careful!" Lin Xiu quickly turned his head to look at the sore spot he was covering, but turned his hair and found a lump on the top of Xie Ange's head.

Reaching out his hand and pressing it lightly, Xie Ange yelled in pain.

"...Are you really beaten by an old lady? What kind of weapon is this?"

"broom……"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh!" Xie Ange stood up and ran upstairs, "I'm going to take a shower, don't sleep! I'll tell you later!"

When Xie Ange returned to the room, Lin Xiu had already fallen asleep. Like last time, he hugged his pillow, buried his face in the pillow that smelled of Xie Ange, and fell asleep.Xie Ange didn't think too much about sleeping in the same room every day after the male and female lovers established a relationship.He stepped on slippers and went downstairs, climbed onto the bed with bare feet, snatched his pillow back from Lin Xiu's arms, helped him to lie down, covered the quilt, and turned off the light to sleep.

Until now, Xie Ange hadn't asked Lin Xiu clearly what his job was. When he met Lin Xiu for the first time, the information given by the police only filled in the idle rich second generation.But in the recent period, especially the few days when Xie Ange made his debut, no matter how dull he was, he could still clearly see Lin Xiu's tiredness from overwork.

Then, continue without asking.But he always wondered in his heart whether he had something to do with himself.But Lin Xiu didn't say anything, so he subconsciously felt that he shouldn't ask.

Whether I work hard or not is clear in my heart, whether it goes smoothly or not during this period of time, whether it is caused by myself or others, it doesn't matter.

Xie Ange turned sideways and moved back, letting his back rest on Lin Xiu's warm arm.Pulled out his mobile phone from under the pillow, looked at the photo album, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, revealing two dimples.

"Is this the one who hit you?"

"...how did you wake up?"

"You make such a big noise about moving people, everyone has to wake up." Lin Xiu rubbed his eyes, "You took too long to take a shower."

"...It's only been 10 minutes." Xie Ange turned around and showed him the person on the phone, "All the strategies are completed."

Lin Xiu slapped him a few times cooperatively.

Xie Ange chuckled.

Xie Ange went upstairs with his own CD and knocked on the door, and a big broom came in front of him, so he stood there straight and took the blow.The muffled sound of the bamboo pole hitting the head made the old lady throw the broom away in fright.

Just like what Lin Xiu said, you can't fight back when you beat me, and you can't fight back when you scold me.It is the most direct way to deal with the old lady directly and bear the pain.

Xie Ange rubbed the bag on his forehead, gasped in pain: "I'm really not a liar, I didn't charge you a penny."

The old lady hurriedly pulled him in, found an ice pack to apply, and the lump on his head was swollen and red.Xie Ange supported the ice bag with one hand, and his eyes wandered around looking at the furnishings in the house.In the corner of the living room, there is a pedal organ.

Xie Ange looked down at his CD, picked it up and shook it at the old lady: "You really don't want this gift?"

The old lady was confessing to herself for beating someone, and she was somewhat embarrassed to see the young man say this to herself.

"Then I'll sing it to you now. If you really want it, keep it and stamp it for me. If you don't like it... forget it. I won't come again."

"You can also play the organ?"

"When my mother is free, she will drag me to the orphanage to see the children and so on. There is a pedal organ in the classroom." Xie Ange said with a smile, "I really like the sound of the organ, which is different from the piano. , very kind."

Lin Xiu looked at the photo, and the old man smiled gently: "You sing very well."

"I don't know..." Xie Ange shrugged, "I haven't made any repertoire or anything, I can only play according to the tune I remember. But the old lady agreed to accept the CD at that time, and then joined me film."

"Among the 9 people, you seem to be very happy about the last one?"

"Well, because she is different from other people. She doesn't care about my identity or appearance. She just thinks that the song I sang is good." Xie Ange said with a smile, "That's enough. I feel very happy."

Lin Xiu shook his head and sighed, "How long can you maintain this mentality?"

"It doesn't matter, it's okay anyway."

"Your boss will feel that you hate iron and steel... for an old lady, you even got hit by a broom, but fortunately you didn't hit your face, otherwise you just drew a slap in the event of the new song, and you wouldn't even want to shoot the MV or anything like that." .”

Xie Ange smiled: "I don't think the boss thinks so. He is doing this event just to use this song to attract people's attention. People will start to be curious when they think the song is good. Who sang it?" of."

"Forget it..." Lin Xiu turned around, "Sleep."

Xie Ange put her face on his back with a smile and closed her eyes.

☆、Chapter 44

On the new song list two days later, with the addition of topics and interactive activities, this single climbed to No. 3 of the new song.

The company also started to shoot the MV of this song.The director and shooting team wisely chose the same student team that was filmed last time.Because the boss made a call for ideas on the official blog, which is super cheap. It is not a one-time investment in special effects, but a unique and creative MV.

Li Shen immediately notified the student association who took the photo of the big white bear last time, and then...their proposal won the bid.

The screening method is relatively strict, anonymously put forward their own proposals, and then the public votes, and the votes are randomly rolled, eliminating the suspicion of swiping votes.

It is best to appear on the winning bid list announcement picture. There is only one creative silhouette, that is to say, only those who have voted can recognize it.

So, after a tumultuous week of voting, fans still don't quite know what they'll be filming.

Seeing an acquaintance in the office again, Xie Ange danced high with excitement.

"How do we shoot this time?"

The young director adjusted his glasses: "We have cooperated with the animation department... so the way of shooting this time is a bit different."

Two photography teams together, plus a post-production special effects team, dozens of people crowded in a huge green shed noisily.

The lighting is adjusted, the camera is ready, and the director holds a roll of the morning newspaper and calls action.

Xie Ange, on the other hand, was brewing feelings for a pink balloon with a smiling face in the hand of a man in a green tights.The director said, you should treat this as your own mother...

own mother!

The lyrics of the whole song were co-written by Xie Ange and Ai Wen, and Xie Ange was responsible for his own part and the first part.

When shooting, he needs to show his own world along with the lyrics.The director and editor reprocessed the entire lyrics and connected them together with a complete story.For Xie Ange, acting is his strong point, but this time the filming process was a complete mess.

After the N machine did not know how many times, Xie Ange was called to a corner to rest.

Aiwen and Mohe performed very well. They stood back to back, each looking at the open space in front of them, just like looking at themselves helpless when they were young.In a studio with nothing but a green curtain, let the emotions play out.Several fragments are basically all at once.

Xie Ange watched from behind, anxious but also very powerless.I can’t find that state, no matter how I shoot, it’s not right.

After the filming of Ai Wen and Mo He's clip was completed, it was getting late, and the part of Xie Ange had to be re-shot the next day.The director talked to Xie Ange alone and asked him what was going on.

"During the microfilm last time, I thought you were a very good actor. You were very good at bringing in the characters in the play, and you would use your own imagination and creation to perfect the parts that were not expressed in the script. But this time... The director frowned, "You are as stiff as a marionette... just like an actor who just entered the industry..."

Xie Ange nodded and apologized to him.

"Go back and have a good rest, let's think about it... This is the MV of your first album, I think you should do your best if you want to do it."

After bidding farewell to the director, Xie Ange was sent home by Li Shen. They had a tacit understanding along the way and no one asked Xie Ange what was going on.

When he opened the door, he saw Lin Xiu sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

Xie Ange sighed, and Lin Xiu looked back at him.

"I regret it so much now, why did I ask you for help in writing the lyrics, I should have written it myself..." Xie Ange fell on the sofa weakly.

"how?"

"Why didn't you persuade me then?"

"Didn't I advise you?"

"No." Xie Ange raised his head to look at Lin Xiu, "It's strange to say that you didn't persuade me only when you wrote the lyrics."

"Which one?"

"all……"

Lin Xiu laughed: "Then you are finished?"

"What to do!!!" Xie Ange rubbed his hair depressed.

"What did I write?"

"The city I live in is a lonely, endless transmission track, a pure gold castle of bondage." Xie Ange took a blank piece of paper and wrote it down carefully, "There is another sentence, I can understand it. This sentence: If one person cannot The world propped up embraces me. Even broken feet can't stop the dance."

Lin Xiu nodded, raised his chin and asked him, "Why didn't you have this problem when you sang?"

"How about singing? Now I have to act according to the director's plot, and there are some silent scenes without lyrics..."

"I see." Lin Xiu reached out and rubbed Xie Ange's hair, "Then I'll tell you a story, you have to remember it."

On the second day of filming, Xie Ange stared at the balloon in front of him.As if another person appeared in the soul, the numb, empty eyes like a marionette were suffocating with despair.The director looked at him in surprise, and compared the lyrics with the script several times.

I called the screenwriter over, took the content of the plot that Xie Ange was shooting now, and discussed and revised it all once.

"Is he crazy?!" Moher said.

Evan watched from the side without making a sound.

If the sentiment expressed by Xie Ange is correct, there is no need to make such changes.To change it like this means that the emotion he expresses does not match the script, but it matches the content of the lyrics, so it is necessary to modify the script at this time.

But, why do you have to do this to this extent...

The shooting on this day went smoothly, and the director was very satisfied. It took only one or two shots to finish all the shots.But the way everyone looked at Xie Ange was very strange. Some people thought that this newcomer had an extraordinary background, and they could ask the screenwriter to change the script because of his wrong emotional direction.And some, from those few shots, saw other things.

Li Shen called Xie Ange into the dressing room alone, and asked Xie Ange, "What's going on here?"

Xie Ange shook his head: "I just expressed the emotions in the lyrics, and I didn't expect that the director would change the script."

"Lin Xiu wrote the lyrics?"

"Um... sorry..." Xie Ange lowered his head, "I wrote the first section and the second paragraph. The sentences in the first paragraph and the second sentence in the first part were indeed written by Lin Xiu hand."

"Okay, well written." Li Shen nodded, "I don't mean to blame you for asking Lin Xiu to write the lyrics."

"Then... is there anything else?" Xie Ange looked at Li Shen with a guilty conscience.

"Why do you bring in such emotions?"

"Lin Xiu told some stories, probably stories from his childhood..."

"When you were young?"

"Yes." Xie Ange tilted his head, "It seems that the life of the rich second generation is not easy."

"Is it?"