I'm in a sports variety show with my nemesis HE

The brilliant sunset, through the wooden window, sprinkled on the mottled floor.

Two small figures were sitting on the sofa facing each other, one was holding a sword in his hand, and the other was wearing a bear headband on his head. They both looked about four or five years old.

The boy holding the sword was called Xiaoqian. He suddenly stood up from the sofa, took half a step back, raised the toy in his hand, swung it vigorously in the air a few times, and stopped only five centimeters away from the opponent's throat.

He blinked his beautiful big eyes, and raised his chin at the boy in the headband.

"Ah! I'm dead!" The boy playing the little bear quickly understood his intentions, relaxed his whole body, tilted his head, leaned against the back of the sofa, opened his mouth and twisted his tongue.

Xiaoqian seemed very satisfied with his cooperation, jumped to the ground, looked around the house, and suddenly ran into the bedroom quickly, shouting: "Xiaoyi, don't move! Wait for me!"

After a while, he ran back again, and the door, which he pushed open vigorously, bounced against the wall, making a "bang".

Xiaoqian rushed straight onto the sofa, pulled up Xiaoyi who was still obediently maintaining the movement just now, quickly took off the bear headband on his head and threw it aside, and covered it with the red scarf he just found.

Xiaoyi's sight was blocked, and he stretched out his hand to pull it down: "What is this?"

"This is the bride's hijab," Xiaoqian said while pulling the scarf, but she didn't expect the other party to hold it tightly. She didn't succeed for a while, so she had to explain patiently, "The prince killed the monster, and he is going to marry the princess. ah."

Xiaoyi is still holding it tightly, his round face still has some baby fat, his long eyelashes tremble slightly with his blinking movements, looking a little pitiful, he said carefully and slowly: "I'm not a princess , I am a boy."

Xiaoqian tilted her head and thought for a while, but couldn't find a suitable persuasion plan, so she could only say: "Then...you are also a prince! We are both princes!"

Only then did Xiao Yi smile, and leaned towards him, repeating fawningly: "We are all princes."

"Yeah!" Xiaoqian tried to take back the scarf again, but she still didn't pull it out. Her small face instantly put away her smile and pursed her lips, "We have baby relatives, we are going to get married! Hurry up! Don't hurry up, my lord We'll be back!"

Xiaoyi lowered his head, still looking unwilling to cover it, but he didn't dare to refute.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Xiaoqian snatched back the scarf in his hand, lifted it up and covered his head.

Fearing that the hijab would be taken off again, he tightly grabbed the hanging part with his hands, so that Xiao Yi had to bow his head and cooperate with his movements.

Just when he was about to drag him away from the sofa like this, there was a sound of opening the door outside.

Xiaoqian quickly let go, but the parents who came back still saw Xiaoyi's head covered, flustered and bewildered.

Qiu Wanyi rushed over immediately, pushed Xiao Qian aside without any explanation, took off the red scarf, hugged Xiao Yi tightly in her arms, her eyes were red, angry and distressed, she said sharply: "Xiao Qian! What are you doing?!"

Xiaoqian took a step back, obediently stood by the sofa, quietly raised her eyes to speculate on the possibility of Qiu Wanyi cleaning him up today.

"It's normal for children to play around." Liang Xue who came in from behind lightly held Xiao Qian's shoulder, let him lean on her lap, and comforted him: "It's all right, Xiao Qian, don't worry about it."

"You're just spoiling him! Yesterday you threw bugs into Xiaoyi's rice bowl, the day before yesterday let Xiaoyi drink water with a lot of seasonings, and the day before yesterday, when did he stop?" Qiu Wanyi obviously didn't agree with the other party's words, tears It was spinning in the eye sockets, if there was one more stimulus at this moment, she would definitely cry bitterly.

She stretched out her hand and slapped Xiaoqian hard on the leg.

"Wanyi!" Liang Xue exclaimed, blocked some of Xiaoqian's strength, restrained the tears drawn by the other party's emotions, and said as calmly as possible, "Don't do this."

Qiu Wanyi didn't speak anymore, but just hugged Xiao Yi on her lap, and pressed him tightly against his face. After a while, she finally controlled the turbulent emotions, and raised her head to ask: "How are things packed?"

"It's all packed." The tall man behind Liang Xue came over, touched Xiaoqian's head, and embraced her shoulders, "Now the transportation and communication are very convenient. Alright, we'll come back and see you."

Even a child of four or five years old, after listening to this conversation, could vaguely feel something was wrong, Xiaoqian turned around, grabbed Liang Xue's clothes and asked loudly, "Where are you going?"

Qiu Wanyi looked at him, hugged Xiaoyi from her lap, put it aside, and walked towards the bedroom, saying angrily, "You always bully people, this time Xiaoyi will move away!"

A trace of panic flashed in Xiaoqian's eyes, and she immediately turned her head to look at Liang Xue, who always loved him the most: "Godmother, where are you moving? I'll go too!"

Since he was born, the two families have been neighbors, usually like a big family, Liang Xue really didn't know how to explain this to the child, so she could only say dryly: "Little Qian is good."

"Then you go, Xiao Yi stays!" Seeing that this method doesn't work, Xiao Qian turned around and went to pull his little partner again. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of parting, he knew that he didn't want to be separated from Xiao Yi.

Qiu Wanyi came back from the room, put the commemorative photo album she had made a long time ago into Liang Xue's hands, and said, "Why do you keep Xiaoyi? Are you bullying me?"

Xiaoqian stood there in a daze, and it took a while before she came to her senses.Then, he violently pushed Xiaoyi to the ground, ran into the small bedroom and locked the door behind him.

When he pushed like this, the unprepared Xiao Yi just bumped into the corner of the hard coffee table.

"Hey!!!"

As everyone shouted, immature shoulders were immediately dyed bright red.

Xiaoqian sat on the floor behind the door with her legs crossed, automatically blocking the noise outside. He didn't know when the room became quiet, and he didn't know where they all went.

Just now his mother asked him to go out to apologize to Xiaoyi, but he didn't, and later asked him to go out to say goodbye, but he didn't either.

It wasn't until Xiao Yi's cries were faintly heard in the corridor that he hurriedly opened the door.

It was completely dark, and there was no light in the house, only the dim light in the corridor, which came in through the window above the door. Xiaoqian suddenly felt unprecedented loneliness and fear, and cried out with a "wow".

However, Xiaoyi's voice drifted further and further away, and gradually he couldn't catch it completely.

Xiaoqian was still crying and beating on the door, yelling to go out, but no one came to open the door for him.

Desperation and powerlessness flooded his whole body, he didn't know how long he had been patting like this, and finally he gradually felt something was wrong.

The rhythm of his knocking on the door was clearly "Boom, Boom, Boom", but why did the sound come from "Boom, Boom, Boom"?

He simply stopped knocking on the door, but the sound continued.

Song Mingyuan opened his eyes suddenly and looked around subconsciously.

Where is there any old furniture and dim lighting? There is only a small apartment that he carefully selected and rented in front of him. Even though it is past four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun still shines on the sofa through the large windows, warm and bright .

Lying on his back, he seemed to be still distinguishing between dreams and reality.

After a few more seconds, he patted his forehead lightly, wiped away the thin sweat and tears, licked his dry lips, and shouted loudly towards the door: "I heard you, here we come!"

The knock on the door stopped obediently.

Song Mingyuan stood up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then opened the door.

"Brother Yuan, are you sleeping? Did I wake you up?" When the visitor saw him, he immediately raised a big smile, and his white teeth were particularly conspicuous on his dark face.

Song Mingyuan shook his head, looked down at the bags piled up outside the door, and didn't know how he managed to carry them by himself. He bent down to lift two bags, and welcomed the other party into the room.

The person who came was his assistant Xiaomu, who had just graduated from university last year, and he picked him out of the application form for assistants, and he insisted on choosing him despite other people's persuasion.

Facts have proved that although Xiao Mu is not as thoughtful, tactful and experienced as others, and he is not good at taking care of others, but he treats him with sincerity, and this alone is enough.

"Brother Yuan, don't carry it, I'll take it." Xiao Mu, who is one year older than Song Mingyuan, habitually called him Brother Yuan.

Song Mingyuan carried the bag full of vegetables and fruits to the kitchen, put it on the countertop, turned around and asked, "Why are you here?"

He has just finished filming a TV series in which he played the role of an affectionate second male lead. Although he is not the main character, this drama has attracted a lot of attention, and the second male lead has a very pleasing personality.

As a non-major senior with no background, it was not easy for Song Mingyuan to get such a role. Not surprisingly, he would attract a wave of fans when it was broadcast.

After finishing the project, he bought himself a two-month vacation. On the one hand, he was in order to adjust his status. On the other hand, he had communicated with his tutor in advance. The work arrangement for next year was undecided. He had to take this opportunity to quickly submit his graduation thesis Get out first.

Now that the holiday is just over halfway, although Xiaomu will come over regularly to help him fill up daily necessities and ingredients, but today is not the day he will come, so he can only come because of something.

"I..." Xiaomu was putting things in the refrigerator, and looked up at Song Mingyuan. He wanted to exchange a few words first, and then get to the point, but he still couldn't learn the trick of beating around the bush, so he could only say truthfully, " Brother Fan took a job for you."

Song Mingyuan was somewhat mentally prepared. He debuted just over a year ago, which is the period of rising popularity. How could the company allow him to rest for such a long time, "What job?"

Xiaomu stopped what he was doing and scratched his head: "Just... a variety show by Polar Bear, "Let's Exercise Together."

"Sports variety show?" Song Mingyuan has only participated in one variety show so far.

A year ago, as an amateur, he participated in the recording of "I want to form a group". After several episodes of the program, Spark Culture found him, who was very popular and well-reviewed at the time, and said that he would sign a contract with him.

Song Mingyuan, who wanted to go this way, thought that the opportunity had finally come, and soon signed the contract, and at the request of Xinghuo, he quit the program recording halfway, and took on a small-cost web drama.

The production of this web drama is not good, and the ratings are taken for granted.

However, Feng Xuanjie, a trainee selected by Spark Culture, made his debut because of his withdrawal.

Thinking of this, Song Mingyuan, who has always been good-tempered, also showed some disgust, and couldn't help saying: "I won't go! Why don't you leave such a good opportunity to Feng Xuanjie?"

In a word, the question is on point.

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The author has something to say:

The parents of Xiaoqian and Xiaoyi love them very much. The way they dealt with them when they were young may not be mature enough, but no child has been abused or treated unfairly in this article~