Django got goosebumps.

In Li Zicong's surprised and confused gaze, he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets everywhere, and shouted outside: "Who is it?" Who's eavesdropping? ”

"Django, what's wrong with you?" The director hurriedly grabbed him, "What's going on?" What's eavesdropping? ”

"No ......"

Django calmed down.

It was inconvenient for him to explain, so he could only wave his hand, "It's okay." ”

Grandpa is horrible! How did he know the content of his conversation with Li Zicong? Is there a listening on the phone?

Li Zicong patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, I won't hinder you, I'll go first, and think about Kexi's role as the county lord of Changping." ”

"Okay."

After saying that, Django hid in the bathroom alone, stared at his phone for a long time, and then began to mumble.

"Grandpa, can you hear me? What's the matter with you? Why don't you answer my phone all the time? Where are you now? Traveling abroad is a lie, right? Grandfather? ”

He talked to himself like a fool for a long time, thinking that there would be a text message in response to him, but nothing turned out.

That's it, it's not that he doesn't know that in front of his grandfather, the strongest king, he is a bronze rookie at best.

Roar! But isn't it right now?

Grandpa's text message is the holy decree.

With grandpa's consent, even if the other party is Mu Sinian, he has nothing to say.

After filming in the evening, Mu Django found Mu Sinian's house and talked about letting Kexi play the lord of Changping.

As he expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Mu Sinian immediately objected, "What are you kidding?" It's enough to take her to the crew, and you still want her to film with you? You're still ......."

"Grandpa agreed."

Django flashed a text message.

"What did you say?" Mu Sinian repeatedly looked at the letter number several times, and it was indeed his grandfather's mobile phone number.

"Isn't Grandpa old and confused? Doesn't he know how messy the entertainment industry is? The profession I hate the most is being an entertainer......"

Mu Django patted the table, "Hey, hey, you're enough, have you offended you?" We've all worked hard too, okay? Who do you look down upon? ”

"Shh Mu Sinian disdainfully, "It's hard work and intrigue, and hard work to get to the top of the unspoken rules, right?" ”

"Wow, I found you ......"

Mu Django was so angry that he stood up directly, speechless.

He didn't want to talk about it anymore, "The three views don't agree and you can't communicate." Anyway, Kexi is not your child, she is grandpa's daughter, and grandpa has agreed, and he doesn't need to ask for your permission. ”

After Django left, Mu Sinian, who had already quit smoking, walked to the desk and took out a box of cigarettes in a drawer.

He lit one, and he didn't come back to his senses until the cigarette burned out completely, burning his fingers.

The reason why I lost my mind was because I saw an old photo that was placed under the cigarette case.

The photo shows a very beautiful woman......

The temperament is fairy and charming, the eyes are so oblique looking at people, natural and generous but with a seductive charm, so vivid that it seems to jump out of the photo.

"Entertainer? Actress? Mousse Nian resisted the urge to tear up the photo, "What a nasty existence!" ”

A little girl's face came to mind, and she smiled sweetly at him, "Little rice cake, Kexi tells you a joke, one day, the elk got lost in the forest, and it called the giraffe and said, 'Crooked, I'm lost!' ’……”

The corners of the man's lips couldn't help but smile.

It's really strange, Yin Yin is a cold joke that is not funny at all, but every time I think of the sweet voice and the cute expression of laughter when Kexi tells jokes, I feel very good.

It's so good that there is a smile in the eyebrows and eyes.

Picking up his mobile phone, Mu Sinian called his assistant, "You find the director and producer of the crew of "Ask Chang'an", and ask them to come to my office to find me in the morning." ”

"Ask Chang'an"?

Anna was a little surprised.

The president has always been very disgusted with people in the entertainment industry, how could he suddenly take the initiative to meet the director and producer of the TV series?

Is it because of the Mu Django who broke in to find Mr. Mu last time? His new play seems to be "Ask Chang'an".

With doubts in her heart, she responded respectfully, "Okay, president, is the specific time about 9 o'clock?" Because at 10 o'clock you have an important meeting. ”

Mousse Nian's voice was low, "Hmm." ”

***

After bringing Kexi back in the afternoon, Mu Zhonglun received a phone call, and then he has been nesting in the studio.

Zhong Lun Architects, which he founded, recently received a project to renovate the church.

He thought it would be nice for his designers to do this kind of small work, so he never bothered to do it.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, he was told that the architect of his company had forgotten to leave enough space for the altar and the statue.

"I believe in Mr. Mu's fame, that's why I handed over the renovation case to you, and now the people in the church are very angry, saying that the good church has been changed into a museum."

"I'm sorry, I'll find a way to save it."

Mu Zhonglun, who locked himself in the design room and buried himself in work, completely forgot that there was a little cute baby waiting to be fed outside.

He stared at the blueprints, smoking a cigarette and thinking about how he could minimize the loss of material caused by the wrong design.

"Little rice dumplings." There was a knock on the door.

Mu Zhonglun, who had no clue, frowned irritably, and directly blocked Kexi's voice.

"The little zongzi is eating, but the West made salty rice balls, but it's delicious."

"Little Zongzi ......"

After a while, the sound was gone.

After a few more moments, there was a loud "boom" from the next room, like the sound of the whole cabinet falling.

Mu Zhonglun suddenly woke up from the design drawing.

What was that? Could it be...... Kexi?

Instantly realized that it was likely that Kexi went to the grocery room next door, and accidentally knocked down the locker leaning against the wall, and the man's heart was lifted.

But Xi shouldn't be overwhelmed by the cabinet, right?

More than half of the wall of cabinets fell to the floor, and all kinds of miscellaneous items placed on them were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl stood next to the container with a pitiful expression on her face that she had done something wrong.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Zongzi hasn't spoken, but Xi thought something had happened to Xiao Zongzi, and wanted to climb up the cabinet to take a look from the small window, but I didn't expect ......"

Her eyes were red, and she sniffed, "I didn't expect that as soon as I climbed up, the cabinet was crooked, but Kexi jumped to the side and wanted to hold the cabinet, but she didn't hold it." ”

Mu Zhonglun didn't care about the cabinet at all.

Seeing that the girl was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't do such a dangerous thing in the future!" ”

"I'm sorry."

Seeing her tears falling down, Mu Zhonglun hurriedly picked her up and wiped her tears.

"It's me who should say I'm sorry, I shouldn't have locked myself in my room and ignored you," the man patted the girl on the back and coaxed gently, "Kexi is good, don't cry, don't cry." ”

It's strange, he has dated so many women, he hates women crying the most, as soon as they cry, he feels upset, let alone coaxing, it's good not to let them disappear from his eyes.

But as soon as Kexi, the little girl, cried, he only felt that his heart hurt too......

"Surely you're hungry, right? I'll cook for you. ”

The little girl didn't cry anymore, but her throat was still a little choked, "Kexi did it...... I made rice balls, but it was the simplest one. ”

"Onigiri? Can you cook a rice ball? Did you cook? ”

After they finished buying clothes at the mall, they also stopped by the supermarket and bought a bunch of ingredients to stuff the refrigerator.

Mu Zhonglun walked to the kitchen with Kexi in his arms, and found that there was a small chair in front of the rice cooker, which should be that the little girl was not tall enough to use it for stepping feet.

On the table is a plate of small rice balls in the shape of a triangle and unused seaweed.

"Did you really make rice balls?"

was about to praise her, when he suddenly saw that her palms were red, and hurriedly picked them up and looked, "What's the matter?" Burned hands? ”

Kexi was so anxious that he began to pinch the rice while it was still hot. But it doesn't hurt, but Xi washed it with cold water. ”

As if to reassure him, the little girl deliberately smiled and shook her hand, "It really doesn't hurt." ”

Mu Zhonglun felt guilty and distressed.

He hugged Kosi on the couch and drugged her hand without saying a word, then exaggeratedly wrapped it in a thick bandage.

"Huh? You can't take anything this way. ”

"I'll feed you and drink water, brush your teeth and wash your face, understand? You're just a child, you don't have to do anything, you just need to rely on me as an adult. ”