81 New Movies (3)

The idea of a new movie ending is already in the mind, and the blue shirt is still not easy. There's another family he's going to visit tomorrow.

Didn't let Dou Mingzhi pick him up today. The blue-shirts took a taxi home.

The taxi driver on the road stared curiously at the blue shirt, this young man was a little familiar.

However, the blue shirt ignored it and was in a bad mood today. Very bad. In the past, he had only seen the news from media reports, which were far away from him, and at most he sympathized with the victims' families after seeing the reports.

However, when he went to touch it in person, his whole body and emotions were filled with grief and anger, and he wanted to speak out for the victim. He was saddened by the fact that he heard the elderly couple tell about the loss of their child decades ago, from his pores to his skin.

"Director Wu, we'll meet tomorrow after meeting another family, and there are some things to re-plan." The blue shirt wiped his face and said in a deep voice. He is now half an investor, and Wu Siqin doesn't know what he wants to say, so he can only do it.

"Okay."

Receiving an affirmative reply, the blue shirt breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was perfect when he saw it, but he didn't know what to do about it after listening to it himself.

"I saw that you were a big star." The driver waited for him to finish the phone call before speaking, and glanced at him a few times in the rearview mirror.

I can't answer what you say, big brother. The blue shirt smiled and nodded.

"My daughter likes you, can you sign me later?" There is no fare. "The driver took out a notebook while waiting for the red light, and there were small pink flowers on the hard shell, which looked like a girl's thing.

The blue shirt took the notebook, and he brought a pen and paper with him for the record. "The fare has to be paid, and it is not easy for everyone to work outside to make money." Turning the first page, I saw the handwriting of the driver's daughter, with her name written delicately.

Lan Shirt smiled, and the handwriting on the notebook was immature, "Big brother, how old is your daughter." ”

"I'm just 10 years old this year."

Should he say that he is also a person with Lori powder? Turned the page and wrote a string of words in the blank space.

"Madoka, I hope you can always be by your family's side and grow up safely - blue shirts." How many joys and sorrows in the world are, I just want to be happy at least for a moment.

The driver took back the notebook and smiled, "You are different from the stars I thought." ”

After leaving a message for the little girl, the gloom in the blue shirt dissipated a little, and at this time he especially wanted to see Sugar Candy and heal him with Sugar Candy's cute little face.

The driver's eldest brother saw that he didn't talk and said to himself, "My daughter can like you to play the prince of the inner nine, every time you broadcast on TV, you scream with her mother, my family's current status is, my daughter, my wife, you, my dog, me." ”

There's something wrong in the middle, hey!

The driver chattered about his happy life, and the salary was not bad if he had a wife and a daughter. The blue shirt didn't feel annoyed, but listened with great interest, heard sad things, and now he needs to be healed and repaired.

Time flies quickly, and before you know it, you have arrived at your doorstep. The blue shirt also took a group photo with the driver.

The driver blinked, "I'm not going to tell anyone about your stay here." He also laughed a few times at his cleverness.

Although there is no such requirement, the blue shirt still thanks the other party for his kindness.

The mood is much, much better.

……

"Coming back?" The meal was already on the table. The steaming heat is better with the overflowing aroma. Mr. Dou, who was wearing an apron, saw the blue shirt entering the door, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

"yes, I'm going to visit today." The blue shirt took off his coat and went upstairs to change into home clothes.

The butler smiled at the interaction between them. When did Dou Mingzhi, who used to be a big boss, return home so early? Cooking at home? All of this has only improved after the blue shirt came.

The blue shirt changed clothes quickly. His loungewear and the couple model that Mr. Dou bought, one red and one blue, and a cute puppy on it. Mr. Dou is really childlike when he wears it.

"Little Daddy!" Sugarcandy screamed and pounced, and the blueshirt caught him—almost flashing his waist.

Sugar Candy's fleshy round face rubbed against his face, and it was particularly well-behaved around his neck. The blue shirt hugged Sugar Candy with a serious face, "Sugar Candy, let me ask you something." ”

"What's the matter, little daddy?" Yo, this little sound is as sweet as honey. It's as soft as a small face.

"Are you getting fat?" As he spoke, he pinched the flesh on Sugar Candy's body. It really sank a lot when he picked it up, and it was obvious that he had (ceng) been trained hard.

The blue shirt obviously felt that the little meat guy in his arms stiffened. Then she shyly put her arms around his neck and buried her face in his neck. "I've had a good meal in kindergarten."

It's all Gu Liang's fault, he always brings himself chocolate candy and small cakes, woo woo......

"It's okay, Tangtang used to be too thin, but now it's just right for the little dad to hold it." The soft flesh of the child has a sweet and silky aroma. Kind of like the taste of dessert cake.

Sugar Candy is now struggling with how to hide the fact that he had eaten two small cakes just after he came back.

Dou Mingzhi had already put all the food on the table, and it was funny to look at the father and son rubbing around, "It's time to eat." ”

One big and one small looked at each other, cheered and ran to the table.

Today the meal was hearty, with meat taking up a large portion of it.

"Mr. Dou, I want to ask you something." The blue shirt said solemnly.

"How?" Dou Mingzhi first served him a bowl of pork rib soup. Pork rib soup is easy to digest.

"I want turnips, turnips, turnips!" The blue shirt shouted, and then stared at Dou Mingzhi and gave him a few more white radishes boiled in the soup and laughed contentedly.

I don't know what this man's habits are. White radish likes to be boiled, and Wagyu beef brisket, duck soup and even hot pot are also enjoyed. But then the family liked the taste.

Give Sugar Candy another bowl of soup, this kid loves exactly the same as his little father. "What did you just want to ask?"

The blue shirt had already sandwiched the braised pork with sugar candy first, and then sandwiched beef and potatoes with Mr. Dou, so he couldn't wait to put the stewed rotten beef in his mouth.

"Well, it's a good time." The blue shirt squinted, and only blinked at him when he heard Dou Mingzhi's question, as if he was recalling what he wanted to say just now. "Oh yes, why do you come back so early every day?"

The big boss of a big company, he comes back earlier than him every day, and he still has time to cook and pick up the children ♂.

"The company isn't too busy."

Bullshit! If Yang Fei is here, he must refute Dou Mingzhi. The company is busy every day, only the big boss still gets off work on time, okay!

The blue shirt's eyes rolled, and he also thought of Yang Fei's aggrieved face. Hehe, Assistant Yang must be very constipated now.

"Eat first, and after eating, sugar candy has to do homework." That is, handicraft, painting and the like, sugar candy is particularly fond of it.

The family of three ate in harmony.

……

After finishing the "homework" with Tangtang, the blue shirt rubbed his waist, after all, he couldn't stand the spicy lying on the floor for a long time.

Dou Mingzhi looked at him strangely.

Blue Shirt: ???

"Are you going to give sugar candy a brother?"

What the heck?! The blue shirt couldn't laugh or cry before he realized what he meant. slapped one of Dou Ming's faces, and the two went to the study together to solve the work.

Because the contract has been signed, the blue shirt got the preliminary script today.

He wants to read the script carefully.

The study was just right, and the blue shirt was still lying lazily in his lazy chair reading the script. Dou Mingzhi was doing the next work at the desk not far away. The quiet atmosphere permeated the two of them, and they didn't get along for a long time, but they were as warm as the old husband and wife.

"What's going on today?" Dou Mingzhi asked suddenly.

The blue shirt was still in the world of the script, and he was stunned for two seconds when he heard the question. "Ah, today." He told Dou Mingzhi about his meeting with Wu Siqin and the stories in the script.

After speaking, the blue shirt turned over, looked at the ceiling and sighed with some emotion: "I suddenly remembered when I saved Sugar Candy." If I don't care, or if I don't run into ......" the blue shirt almost didn't dare to think about it.

Put down the documents, Dou Mingzhi walked over and half-knelt in front of the blue shirt, "No if, you saved Tangtang." ”

"But I can't save all the children." The blue shirt was depressed. Because he's been through it himself. At that time, Tangtang was just a child with nothing to do with it. He is not a virgin heart, but he is a little helpless about his powerlessness.

"We can set up an organization, an institution." Dou Mingzhi grabbed his hand and kissed it on his mouth. "Help those children find a home or help parents find their children."

Dou Mingzhi had an idea in his head, which suddenly existed when the blue shirt was talking about the script. But the idea is not yet mature. He said it to his lover anyway.

"Alarm system?" The United States already has such an anti-trafficking system for children.

"Yes." Dou Mingzhi stroked his hair.

Needless to say, the blue shirt can think of what a huge project this is. Every social class has to be connected, and even the government/government has to build all the relationships. After all, this is the strongest protection.

Dou Mingzhi's idea is more sufficient, but in addition to funds, he also needs the consent and help of more people. And the blue-shirted movie is exactly the breakthrough he is looking for. When the public turned all their attention to this event, there was pressure, and his idea could be fully implemented.

The script in his hand was placed on the table, "As long as you need me, I will do my best no matter what." He held Dou Mingzhi's face, looked at each other, and said seriously.

The temperature of the palm of the blue shirt made Dou Mingzhi very warm. "Okay, trust me."

"Hmm." The blue shirt rubbed his forehead, then looked at him. "I'm going to visit a couple tomorrow whose child was lost last year."

Sighing, he didn't know what to say. He suddenly didn't want to visit, as if he was rubbing salt on the other party's wounds. He felt cruel to himself.

However, without personal experience and understanding, he couldn't feel his brother's heart and couldn't play this role well. Maybe he used this role to get a higher position before, but now, he doesn't seem to be able to see those fame and fortune.

"Do what you want. I'm here. Dou Mingzhi sat next to him and moved the head of the blue shirt to his lap.

"Okay." The rest of the voice disappeared into the corners of the lips where the two of them touched.