Chapter Eighty-Eight: Aim higher

After a long-distance flight of more than ten hours, Xiao Yao finally stood on the land of China again, although the air quality in Yanjing is much worse than that of Calabasas, but breathing the air that has been absent for a year, Xiao Yao, who stepped out of the passenger channel, felt a different kind of intimacy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Compared with the spectacular scene of more than 20 people seeing off at LAX Airport in Los Angeles, there were only three people who came to pick up Xiao Yao at Yanjing International Airport - Xiao Chengru, Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying, and the three of them did not even bring an assistant. But that's what Xiao Yao needs - family, warm, enough.

"Grandpa, why are you here too?" Xiao Yao saw the three people in the crowd at a glance, and walked over briskly with the luggage cart.

"Hehe," Old Man Xiao smiled before speaking, patted Xiao Yao's shoulder and said, "I was filming when you left, and I couldn't leave and couldn't see you off, so I couldn't go." When you come back today, I happen to be free, so I'll come with your parents to pick you up. ā€

"Why don't you want to go? You are so old, how can you bother to come to the airport to pick me up, I will definitely go to see you when I come back." Xiao Yao said.

"How old are you, grandfather, and I are not too old to walk. Xiao Chengru glared at Xiao Yao and said.

Xiao Chengru is now in his sixties and almost seventy years old, but he is still physically strong and energetic. Now he is in a semi-retired state, and when he is interested, he picks a good book to act, writes at home, fights boxing, listens to a play or something, and when he feels bored, he will go to Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying's studio to guide and guide their contracted actors, and their lives are happy and fulfilling, which is naturally great both physically and mentally.

"Dad, Bayi also cares about you. Ye Jiaying stepped forward and said with a smile, "We all know that you are in good health." ā€

"Mom, Dad, I'm back. After Xiao Yao and his grandfather said hello, they naturally did not forget their parents, and hugged the two of them vigorously.

"Well, okay," Ye Jiaying happily pinched Xiao Yao's arm and said, "The last time I watched it on TV, I thought you had grown stronger, but now I look at it in person, not only is it strong, but it seems that you have grown taller, which is more than your father." ā€

"You haven't seen me for a year, it's normal to grow tall and strong, I'm only seventeen, and I'm still growing. Xiao Yao said with a smile.

"Okay, let's get in the car first, and we'll talk when we get home. Xiao Siqi pointed to a few paparazzi with cameras in the corner of the airport and said, "There are paparazzi following, it's not good to attract onlookers for a while." ā€

"You guys are really good, you go out without an assistant, and you're not afraid of being blocked by paparazzi reporters and fans?" Xiao Yao pushed the luggage cart and followed the three of them to the parking lot while laughing and teased, "Or is it that in the year I left, your reputation has dropped to the point where you can go out casually without makeup?"

"Go, just came back and started to play poor, did you say that about your parents?" Ye Jiaying slapped Xiao Yao on the shoulder, "There are paparazzi squatting outside our studio all year round." When I went out, your father and I went over and sent a red envelope to each of them, explaining that we are here to pick you up at the airport today, and it is okay to follow, you can take pictures in the distance, and you can send news, but don't come up to interview or anything to disturb our family reunion. This kind of request, they are still willing to agree to it for the sake of the red envelope. ā€

A family of four sat in the car, Xiao Siqi was naturally a well-deserved driver, and the old man Xiao Chengru sat in the co-pilot seat very carefully, and let Ye Jiaying and Xiao Yao sit in the back seat together.

After getting in the car, Ye Jiaying took Xiao Yao's hand and asked about Xiao Yao's experience in the United States. When their children return from a long journey, their parents seem to like to let them recount their experiences. Although Xiao Yao talked to his parents on the phone a lot during the year, Ye Jiaying couldn't help but pull Xiao Yao to ask long and short questions.

"What are your plans after you come back?" After Xiao Yao finished talking about his experience in the United States, the car was still on the road, Xiao Siqi looked up at the rearview mirror, and asked Xiao Yao in the back seat, "The school holidays in the United States are earlier than those in Huaxia, do you plan to go to school to continue the last ten days of high school?"

The summer vacation of Xiqiao High School is in early June, and the summer vacation of Yanjing No. 2 Middle School is at the end of June, so after Xiao Yao returned to China, Yanjing No. 2 Middle School has not yet had summer vacation.

"No, the exchange student is a one-year period, and the school doesn't stipulate that I have to go to school for the last ten days, so I just don't go to it. Anyway, I was studying on my own when I was in the United States in my sophomore year of high school, and it didn't make much difference if I didn't go to school for more than ten days. Xiao Yao said.

"Yo, you're confident. Xiao Siqi smiled, "Then are you planning to start your summer vacation directly?Are you interested in participating in any programs during the summer vacation?" And Xiao Yao never put his mind on the study of cultural classes during the winter and summer vacations, so Xiao Siqi turned to care about Xiao Yao's other arrangements during the summer vacation.

"Hey, listen to what you mean, your son just came back, and you want to exploit him?

"Where am I exploiting him? Ask your precious son yourself, with his temperament, can he be idle during the summer vacation of more than two months?" Xiao Siqi smiled helplessly.

"If you can't stay idle and listen to the play with me," Xiao Chengru, the co-pilot, suddenly turned to Xiao Yao and said, "Don't work for your parents and capitalists." ā€

"Dad!" Xiao Siqi and Ye Jiaying called at the same time.

"I didn't say I was going to let Bayi go to work. Ye Jiaying said.

"How did I become a capitalist?" Xiao Siqi also said.

"Okay," Xiao Yao stretched out his hands and made a pause gesture, "I have decided, I will rest for three days first, eat and sleep at home every day, and let you raise me as a pig for three days." Then I went to the studio and saw if there were any fun projects. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Chengru and said: "It's okay to accompany you to listen to Peking Opera, but let's say it first, I only watch allegro dramas like "The Case of Quanmei", "Drumming and Scolding Cao", and "Dingjun Mountain", and I can't stand the kind of slow movement that can't finish singing a sentence in half a minute. ā€

"Although I don't like to hear the last sentence, at your age, I'm already happy to know the first three. Xiao Chengru said with a hint of relief in his frustration, "It is estimated that with the three names you just mentioned, your father can only name one "Quanmei Case". ā€

"Dad, if you praise your grandson, you can praise your grandson, can you not take me? It's not my fault that I don't like Peking Opera. Xiao Siqi smiled helplessly.

"I've learned erhu anyway. Xiao Yao said, "It's normal to know the names of a few Peking Operas." ā€

"I still know about "Red Lantern" and "Shajiabang", but unfortunately there are none in this world. Xiao Yao silently added in his heart.

Back home, Xiao Yao had a hearty reunion dinner with his parents and grandfather. After sending his grandfather away, Xiao Yao threw himself on his bed, didn't even take a shower, and slept in the dark.

Although it is said that his parents will raise him as a pig for three days, Xiao Yao really has no habit of being a pig. In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yao, who had passed the jet lag, still got up early and continued to go out to exercise early.

After returning from the exercise, Xiao Yao didn't go out again, except for sleeping and eating, the day was basically all comfortably paralyzed in bed or sofa reading and listening to plays. That's right, it's listening to opera, Peking Opera. Xiao Yao remembered the promise he made to his grandfather Xiao Chengru in the car the day before that he would accompany him to see Peking Opera in the future, so he wanted to feel it in advance, so as not to act too ignorant and feel too boring when he got it, which made the old man unhappy.

After resting at home for three days, Xiao Yao appeared in Qi Jia's studio as promised. Although things can be discussed at home, Xiao Yao feels that this studio still has to come from time to time to make an appearance or something. After all, this is also his parents' company, and it would be very embarrassing if he was stopped by the front desk like when he and Xiao Siqi entered the modeling agency.

"Dad, my child laborer has been exploited by sending me to the door, is there any fun project?" After knocking on the door and entering Xiao Siqi's office, Xiao Yao greeted with a smile.

"Go, only those under the age of sixteen are considered child laborers, you will be eighteen years old soon, what kind of children are you pretending?" Xiao Siqi responded with a smile.

"Under eighteen, I am also a minor, and I am also a young worker, anyway, my grandfather said that you are a capitalist, and I am an exploited life. Xiao Yao sighed deliberately.

"Okay, I'm a capitalist. Xiao Siqi smiled, "I won't exploit you, you can go, go home and continue to rest, as long as you can stay at home." ā€

Xiao Yao stayed at home for three days, and he really couldn't stay, but he wouldn't be easily held by his father.

"Really? Then do I have any good books when I go to my mother's side, at least more than two months is enough for me to play a supporting role with few scenes or something. Otherwise, if I go to Uncle Zhang, there will definitely be no shortage of photography projects on his side, and if I want to go, he will definitely be too late to be happy. With that, Xiao Yao was about to leave.

"Come back!" Xiao Siqi immediately said to stop, "Don't forget, you promised me to release an official album before I was twenty years old." It's been a year, and you've only written an English song, which still belongs to that American band, and it can't be included in your album. ā€

"The album is not in a hurry, this kind of thing depends on the opportunity, and when the time comes, it will naturally come there. Xiao Yao turned around and said, "Let's talk about any interesting projects at hand." ā€

"The hottest thing now is the talent show, do you want to go?" Xiao Siqi took out a promotional report, "Shonan Satellite TV's "Happy Boy", this draft has already begun to audition, but with our friendship with Shonan Satellite TV, there should be no problem to stuff you in." ā€

"Civilian draft?" Xiao Yao pursed his lips, "What are you doing with me in it?"

"Yo, do you mean you still don't like it?" Xiao Siqi laughed.

"Of course, your son, I'm a professional in music. Xiao Yao said arrogantly.

"Then this, "The Voice of China", is more professional, more than singing, can you be so confident?" Xiao Siqi took out another sea report.

"That's kind of interesting. Xiao Yao nodded, and then asked, "How do you go? This doesn't seem to have an audition, right? Is it going to be an interview or something?"

"So you're willing to go?" Xiao Siqi looked at Xiao Yao and said.

"Well, the singing skills of the people in it are very good, challenging, and worth playing. Xiao Yao said.

"Actually, there is another show that is more suitable for you, and I would prefer you to participate in that show. Xiao Siqi said.

"What kind of show?" Xiao Yao said curiously.

""Good Chinese Songs", the competition of original songs, is not only a comparison of creation, but also a comparison of singing skills, I think you have a greater chance of winning the championship in that show. It's just a pity that the show is in March next year. Xiao Siqi said.

It's another show from a previous life, Xiao Yao shook his head and said: "Don't go in March next year! Next March is the time to sprint for the college entrance examination, and I won't take a leave of absence because of participating in the show." I still want to have a good time with the top student in the college entrance examination. That's all about this "The Voice of China", it doesn't matter if you can win the championship or not, the most important thing is fun. ā€

"College entrance examination champion?" Xiao Siqi glared at Xiao Yaodao. Shocked by these four words, he had already ignored the other words in Xiao Yao's words just now, although he knew that Xiao Yao's academic performance was good and he didn't need to worry about it, but he didn't expect his heart to be so high.

"Shhhhhhhhh Xiao Yao whispered, "Aren't there a few guys under my Weibo who say that I have acting talent and say that it is unreliable to take the Yan University? Even if I don't read Yan University, I have to get a score that will definitely enter Yan University." In this case, it is better to set the goal higher and go directly to the top of the college entrance examination in Yanjing City, even if you don't get it by then, you should be able to reach the score line of Yanjing University. ā€

"Then you still want to find a project to play?" Xiao Siqi looked at Xiao Yao in confusion.

"The top student in the college entrance examination has never been learned by dead study. Xiao Yao smiled, "Besides, with my temperament, I can't do it if you let me keep my family at home for more than two months during the summer vacation." Therefore, it is the right attitude to play well when playing and learning well. I'm definitely looking for something to play this summer, but when the third year of high school begins, you don't expect me to put down my studies and spend my energy on other things. (To be continued.) )