Dressed as a bully and always finds her boyfriend

Wen Zheyan returned home and contacted her parents whom she hadn't seen in March. By the time she returned to her room, it was almost ten o'clock.

"It's time to sleep."

Wen Zheyan was in a good mood. After taking a shower, he lay down on the bed, took out the diary he made up like homework, repaired it, and commented on himself: "Perfect."

——Guarantee that Yan Rong can't see anything wrong!

Wen Zheyan fell asleep contentedly.

Star Entertainment's upcoming talent show variety show is called Light of the Dawn.

Preparations for this show started a few months ago. A group of amateurs with decent quality was selected by audition, and several artists who were about to be released by the company were contacted. A total of 80 people were assembled, and the filming was going to start next Saturday.

"This kind of talent show is popular now, but the candidates for the show's debut have almost been determined by default. You are not good at singing, so you should be clear about your position. Remember to create some hot spots occasionally and keep the heat. Anyway, we used your face in the past It’s just for sucking fans. By the way, you will live in a dormitory for a while, so you have nothing to do recently and pack your things in advance.”

Yi Ziye told Wen Zheyan all the precautions.

Wen Zheyan: "Okay."

Wen Zheyan didn't have much time to rest.

In addition, after going to the talent show, Wen Zheyan can often get in touch with his daughter-in-law, so Wen Zheyan didn't rush to find Yan Rong and Yan Xingzhou in the past two days, but stayed comfortably at home for a few days.

It's always good to spend more time with your parents.

The day before the filming of the talent show, Wen Zheyan received a dinner invitation from Yan Rong.

He didn't want to go at first, but he thought that when the filming of the show started, there might not be many opportunities to meet Yan Rong, so his diary was written in vain, so he brought the diary and went to the appointment with arrogance.

The location is still the couple restaurant called Laromance that we had an appointment with before.

When Wen Zheyan arrived, Yan Rong had already arrived, and was sitting in a double seat by the window reading a book.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, his slender fingers pinched a corner of the foreign language document, his back was straight, his legs were crossed, and he looked very gentle.

Wen Zheyan subconsciously looked down at the time.

——He arrived half an hour earlier, but Yan Rong came earlier than him.

Everything was similar to when Wen Zheyan and Yan Rong first met.

Looking at Yan Rong's relaxed posture, Wen Zheyan knew that Yan Rong was in a good mood today.

He walked over and opened the seat in front of Yan Rong: "You came so early."

He deliberately measured his body and showed off his diary.

However, Yan Rong just glanced at the notebook in his hand, and replied: "It happens to be free, and waiting for you is never a boring thing. What do you want to eat?"

Wen Zheyan paused.

He put the diary on the table.

However, Yan Rong still didn't respond.

what's the situation?

Before, Yan Rong said that he wanted to read the diary written by the main character. Wen Zheyan was afraid of accidents, so he finished it overnight. Later, he carefully checked the diary for some loopholes, but when they met, Yan Rong didn't mention it. up?

Could it be that he wasn't hinting enough?

But it's so obvious.

It's not easy for Wen Zheyan to act too stiffly.

He had no choice but to take the menu and order what he liked.

When handing the menu back to Yan Rong, Wen Zheyan said casually: "By the way, I brought you the diary you said you wanted to read last time. Don't you believe what I said? Here it is have a look."

"Don't show it to me." Yan Rong looked cold, and reached out to turn over a page of the menu, "I believe you."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan felt like a stick in his throat.

what the hell-

He clearly said before that he wanted to read the diary with his own eyes!

Otherwise, the devil would write this thing!

Yan Rong must have done it on purpose!

Wen Zheyan stared at Yan Rong, unable to believe that this was his own son.

In his mind, although his son has a bit of a strong personality, and occasionally he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, but that is also to get his sweetheart. He has never had such a bad personality!

Yan Rong: "What?"

Wen Zheyan was unhappy, and the evil came from one side.

He got up and stuffed the diary into Yan Rong's hands, and said fiercely, "Look! Show me!"

Yan Rong held the diary: "This is your privacy, I don't think it's good?"

Wen Zheyan: "..."

It must be intentional!

Seeing that Wen Zheyan was about to lose control of his anger, Yan Rong laughed twice, opened the diary, and said, "But since you brought it all over, it's okay for me to have a look."

This diary is filled up in a decent way, and I will change the pens of different colors after a period of time, which feels like trying to cover up.

Most of the content in it is about daily life, and occasionally a sentence or two of Yan Rong will be mentioned.

Yan Rong flipped through it quickly.

Near the middle of the diary, I wrote Yan Rong's birthday time, and asked myself the same question and answer. I don't know what gift to give Yan Rong when his birthday comes.

A smile appeared in Yan Rong's eyes, and he said, "You don't need to prepare any special gifts, just give you to me."

Wen Zheyan: "..."

Wen Zheyan: "It's all written by the protagonist, not me!"

"Ah."

Yan Rong responded, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

He ordered the meal and called the waiter over, "That's all."

After the waiter left, Yan Rong said solemnly: "Sorry, I was a little busy a while ago. You finished filming. I was supposed to go to Hengdian to find you to celebrate, but I couldn't leave at that time."

Wen Zheyan was taken aback when he heard the apology.

He blinked: "It's okay, you don't have to feel embarrassed. The person who is with you is the master personality, and the person you need to fulfill your obligations is also the master personality, not me."

After the words fell, Yan Rong's expression became visibly cold to the naked eye.

Wen Zheyan hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, how do you feel at work recently?"

Yan Rong's expression was still grim, but he still followed Wen Zheyan's topic and said, "Very tired."

Wen Zheyan frowned when he heard this, and took the initiative to shoulder the old father's burden: "You should pay attention to rest at ordinary times. The body is the capital of the revolution. If the health is not good, it is useless to earn so much money."

"Yeah." Yan Rong's expression softened.

The previous orders were served one after another.

The two eat.

Wen Zheyan chatted with Yan Rong: "Do you usually exercise at home?"

"Occasionally I go to play golf, go horseback riding or bowling at the horse farm." Yan Rong observed Wen Zheyan's expression, "Want to ride a horse? I have a horse farm, and I can take you to play when you are free."

"Did you build the horse farm?"

Yan Rong: "I'll pay."

Wen Zheyan's heart was agitated when he heard it, but he felt that he had to avoid suspicion. After all, the two hadn't broken up yet, and he didn't treat him as the father of his son. It's not good to be too close.

Wen Zheyan had no choice but to politely refuse: "I'm going to participate in a talent show tomorrow, let's talk about it later when I'm free."

Yan Rong: "OK."

The two chatted about other topics.

During the period, Yan Rong wanted to ask Wen Zheyan about Yan Feng, but the atmosphere was good at this time, and Yan Rong really didn't want to spoil it.

He enjoyed the chatting time when the two of them were alone.

In the end, he didn't speak either.

It was late, and Yan Rong still had work to do. After he pressed Ding Wei's third call, Wen Zheyan took the initiative to say, "Do you have a job? Why don't you go back to the company first."

Yan Rong: "...OK."

After parting.

Yan Rong thought the conversation was very good.

At least the few questions Wen Zheyan mentioned were all about him.

And Wen Zheyan also thought the conversation was good.

After caring about his son's work and leisure life, today he is a qualified and heart-warming old father.

……

The next day, Wen Zheyan took the luggage he had packed long ago, got into the car driven by No. [-], and followed Yi Ziye to the recording site of the talent show.

Xingchen deserves to be a rich and powerful father.

The talent show is recorded directly in the film and television center established by Xingchen.

The film and television center building covers an area of ​​about 12 square meters, and the green area is about [-] square meters. There are multiple functional areas inside, and this file "Morning Light" only occupies one of them.

After getting off the car, Wen Zheyan looked at the surrounding buildings and let out a 'wow'.

so big—

Yi Ziye was familiar with this area, and pointed in a direction: "Come here to register first."

Wen Zheyan: "Okay."

Number one went to park the car, and number three helped Wen Zheyan carry luggage.

Wen Zheyan looked around: "Why didn't number two come?"

Wen Zheyan hadn't seen No. [-] in the car before, and Wen Zheyan thought that No. [-] had come to the film and television center to wait, but he didn't expect to see him when he got there.

Yi Ziye: "Resign."

Wen Zheyan: "?"

Wen Zheyan: "That's my favorite cook! He can cook anything! He's at the level of a little angel!"

Yi Ziye: "There's something wrong."

Wen Zheyan was stunned.

What Yi Ziye said was vague, Wen Zheyan guessed a few directions in his mind, but felt that Yi Ziye would not cheat himself anyway, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said, "Then you can help me find a good cook later. chant."

"of course."

The three continued to walk forward.

Yi Ziye said: "The group of people in front should be the artists who came to report. I will give you a list tomorrow, and you can see who you can't offend."

Wen Zheyan followed Yi Ziye's line of sight, and saw a familiar figure among the dozen or so people gathered together.

Yan Xingzhou!

It's time to ask Yan Xingzhou for a WeChat, to prepare for the next thigh hug!

The author has something to say:

Yan Rong: You can hug my thigh directly.

Wen Zheyan: That's so embarrassing.