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In the evening, Wei Nanjun still followed Fang Yisheng back to his small home. One was tired of reading the script on the bed, and the other was reading at the desk.

"When Lu Ningning happened, my mother called me." Wei Nanjun said suddenly.

This topic immediately attracted Fang Yisheng's attention, and he turned his head to look over.

Wei Nanjun had no expression on his face, and the light from the phone screen shone on his face, as if he had been sprayed with misty and cold powder.

"I had a fight with her."

"What did she tell you?" Putting down the book, Fang Yisheng got up and went to Wei Nanjun's side, and sat down beside him.

"Actually, I don't know what she wants to say. I told her that I would not be a cheap father to raise someone else's seed. She was very angry and cried. She asked me who she was in my heart. She was a mess. My father Persuading her by the side, and my brother laughing by the side, I really feel wronged."

"..."

"Sister Yan said that my mother called to care about my situation, not to ask for money or to recognize the child as I thought. After I was 20 years old, I would not let them manage the money. My mother was very angry. The matter quarreled with me. In the past, the money was given to her and she didn't save a few cents. The house changed to a new big one. My dad drove a famous brand car, but the family really couldn't afford 1 yuan.

At that time, I felt that if I managed money for my mother, it would be over sooner or later. Even if I made money quickly, I couldn’t spend it like this. As soon as I became an adult, I would open an account and transfer my salary into the account. My mother was very unforgiving, and said that my wings were hard and I wanted to fly by myself. Yes, it was terrible, and I still can't forget a word of it. "

Fang Yisheng lay on Wei Nanjun's bent knees and looked at him.

"I didn't give in, and she called me later to ask for money. This time she called, I think she felt that she had caught me and wanted more money."

The relationship between mother and son is like enemies. This kind of hatred is not the same as Fang Yisheng's hatred for his native family. They are like strangers. This mother and son will never let each other go. Wei Nanjun found Opportunities kept stimulating the two elders, from when he came out of the closet, to even this willful call to retire, it was all to stab his mother and father in the heart.

Fang Yisheng couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, if it was good, they were unhappy on both sides, but if it was bad, they both cared about each other, at least Wei Nanjun cared, otherwise they wouldn't be so upset.

"Are they still out of work?"

Wei Nanjun smiled. "My dad went out to work after I came out, and my mom found a job after my brother ran away from home. They both have their own income."

Fang Yisheng realized that Wei Nanjun was a fan of the authorities, or that he couldn't get out of that confusion. The resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for too many years could not be resolved. Could it be that the parents who made him believe that Vanity sent him to the training class for money really changed?

He couldn't reconcile with his grievances over the years, just as Fang Yisheng couldn't reconcile with his own sexuality.

It would be better if Wei Nanjun was an only child, but he has a younger brother. When he was struggling, his younger brother enjoyed the care and love of his parents. How could he bear it?

He still has to support his younger brother with the money he earns, what's the point?

No wonder he hasn't calmed down yet.

"Do you have a good relationship with your brother?" Fang Yisheng asked.

"Well, it's better not to see each other."

"..."

"I understand his displeasure. Before I came out, my mother nagged him to imitate me, to see how great my brother is. After I came out, she actually told my brother that you should take care of your brother when he is old. Your son is your brother's son, and he was forced to swear that he would not let my mother cry and say that her life was miserable, and that she gave birth to two uneasy sons, and my brother would not talk to me since then .”

"..."

"My brother and I actually understand each other, but we also understand that we are each other's burdens. We should not meet or talk at all, lest my mother will have another seizure."

How can a son need a real son if he has money? Regardless of what Wei Dongju thinks, he himself thinks this is too wishful thinking. Can he still make himself old and poor?

Not to mention Wei Dongju, it's just inexplicable, he is young, and he lived under the shadow of his brother when he was young. He never thought that his son had not yet been born, and he was forced to live under the shadow of his uncle by his own grandmother. Wei Dongju Can you not go crazy?

He ran away from home in a fit of anger, and forced their mother to call the police. Finally, their father couldn't bear it and asked her to get out of work. Don't scold her son all day long, as if she couldn't live without scolding her son, she finally calmed down. .

Wei Nanjun hugged him into his arms and heaved a long sigh. "I would rather they have always been hard-hearted, so that I can take care of myself, and I won't feel indebted or uncomfortable. My mother came to me under the banner of caring, and I felt thorns all over my body, which hurt her and made her sad. , I feel bad in my heart, but I can't help it, I don't know how to tell them my suffering."

He rubbed Fang Yisheng's head. "I know how to act like a baby with you, how to ask for more warmth from you, but I don't know how to tell my parents that I hope they care about me more, isn't it silly?"

Knowing that it was Wei Nanjun's most secret weakness in his heart that was hugging him now, Fang Yisheng slowed down his breathing, fearing that he would hurt his softness and fragility.

Reaching out to hug him, Fang Yisheng leaned on his shoulder. "I can't help it, but you are not. Nanjun, they accepted you, but they haven't found the right way yet. You can take a step back and try? They made you uncomfortable, and I'm still here."

Wei Nanjun took a deep breath.As long as he imagined getting along with his mother, he felt extremely heavy, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But he can decide to work harder for Fang Yisheng, so in terms of family, why can't he try?

"I'll talk to them again." Wei Nanjun sighed. "Talk to my dad first."

Fang Yi laughed, and touched his face as a reward.

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This night is destined to be a sleepless night for some people.

Chen Yanting is still sitting at the desk reading the scripts that she has received in the past few days. She will screen the scripts for Wei Nanjun first. She has attended classes for this reason. Her education is not too high, let alone related departments In the beginning, accompanying Wei Nanjun was only a matter of bowing and bowing, but as her qualifications gradually increased, she also began to understand that in addition to interpersonal communication, she was expected to be more helpful to artists.

For Wei Nanjun, how many script invitations do you have a year?If he had to watch it all by himself, would he still be filming or not, and she didn't want the company to intervene casually and let him make some third-rate idol dramas, so she had to learn to analyze the scripts by herself.

According to Wei Nanjun's personality and preferences, first pick out good scripts for him, and then let him think about it himself.

The same is true for endorsements. It doesn’t matter if the brand is big. She has to understand the market evaluation and analyze whether the product is suitable for Wei Nanjun’s image. She has to send it to the laboratory to confirm that it is harmless to the human body before she eats it. Putting the endorsement in front of Wei Nanjun made him picky.

She still has to observe which director and screenwriter Wei Nanjun likes. If there is news of their works, she has to act on the wind, and rush to grab the script to see if there is any suitable one. If there is, she will find a way to get Wei Nanjun to participate through various relationships audition.

It made her familiar with the directors, screenwriters, and even their wives and husbands, and she could memorize all the directors' works that Wei Nanjun had worked with.

It is best to chat with these professionals about their expertise and interests, talk about the scenes they filmed, and listen to them talk about ancient times. This is undoubtedly the best way to get closer.

She squeezed her shoulders, and the phone rang. This is a common occurrence. The company looks for assistants, and people from all walks of life look for it. She is oncall at any time, which makes her feel that other people have to answer her calls at any time.

As soon as the phone was picked up, the woman's cautious voice came over. "Xiaoyan, I am Mrs. Chai."

Chen Yanting blinked and looked at the electronic clock on the desk. "It's already 12:30, Mrs. Chai, why haven't you rested? You can't do this, didn't you just go to the hospital two days ago? Is your diabetes better?"

"Oh, can you stop nagging, my daughter's reading of me gives me a headache, I'm calling to tell you that Lu Ningning is starting again!"

Chen Yanting's eyes lit up. "What did she start again?"

The old woman was holding the microphone, and Chen Yanting could hear her light footsteps. She went upstairs, and the scream of the young woman was instantly clear. She immediately took out the recording pen from the drawer and pointed it at the loudspeaker of the mobile phone.

That should be Lu Ningning's cry.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! I will give birth to the child, really! Really!"

"Little friend, I, I'll buy you candy and toys, don't come here! Oh... help, help!"

The crying was so shrill that it made people feel hairy.

Mrs. Chai took back the microphone, obviously also frightened by Lu Ningning's crying. "It's been like this for the past few days. She started crying in the middle of the night. I knocked on her door and she wouldn't let me in. She told me to go away. During the day, she held her stomach nervously."

"Sister Chai, you know me, tell me honestly, the child in Lu Ningning's stomach..."

"I don't know, I really don't know, I want to know, can I tell the company! She doesn't stay at home all the time, filming and playing with friends. It's normal not to go home. What happened to me? I have the ability to know."

Chen Yanting sighed.

Lu Ningning's scream pierced her eardrums. Chen Yanting immediately pulled the phone away and rubbed her ears in pain. She heard Mrs. Chai's panic knocking on the door and shouting.

"Ningning! Ningning! You opened the door for Mrs. Chai, what's wrong with you? If you don't open the door again, I'll call the police! I'll call the police!"

Lu Ningning was still screaming and crying, Mrs. Chai didn't know what to do, she was holding the phone in her hands and was running around anxiously.

"Sister Chai, hurry up and call the police and an ambulance!"

"But, she's an entertainer, doesn't it matter..."

"She still has a child in her stomach!"

This reminded Mrs. Chai, she tremblingly cut off the phone with Chen Yanting and called the police.

Chen Yanting rubbed the center of his brows, looked at the phone, pulled himself together and called Jiang Jiajing.

It's already 12:30...

She smiled wryly, and briefly explained the ins and outs after the call was connected. After she finished speaking, she also changed her clothes, put on a scarf and hat, and went out with her keys and wallet, ready to take Jiang Jiajing to the hospital.