The two shook hands, Su Yang smiled, and said to Wang Jing's son, "Your kid is doing well, this game is really good."

After praising Wang Jing's son.

Then Su Yang said to Wang Jing, "Do you want to send him to training?" Maybe I can make it to the national team."

As a result, after he said this, both of them shook their heads very tacitly, and their faces were full of rejection, but the specific performance of the rejection of the two was different.

On Wang Jing's face was a disgusted refusal.

"Then I don't want him to go out and harm the public, you still talk about the national team, I said that he will enter the junior team, and no one else will let him in."

Wang Jing's son glared at him, and then he said with some pride.

"With my skills, I don't think it's a problem to get into the national team."

"But I think training is too tiring, so it's good that I have this technique."

"There's no need to pursue entering the national team, Brother Xiaosu, if you think I'm good, that's enough."

Seeing Wang Jing's son saying these words with some stinky fart, Su Yang felt a little funny, but also a little relieved.

With such courage at such a young age, it is not easy to say such things.

In China, sometimes it is rare to see such children, and he thinks it is good to have such confidence.

Su Yang smiled and touched his head.

"yes, I think it's pretty good, so you can continue to practice hard, and it's good to cultivate a hobby."

At that time, he may have been playing with mud and sand at his age, but if he had such confidence at the time, he might be invincible now.

Speaking of this, Wang Jing's expression changed from disgust to pride.

"This kid's skills are still quite good, he is doing well in badminton, and some other balls are also very good."

Wang Jing's son has also been trained a lot of skills since he was a child, but many skills have been cultivated, and many of them are trained very well.

Su Yang touched his neck and pulled him to the side to rest.

After Wang Jing finished talking about his son, he continued to talk about making movies.

He always remembered it, after all, the most important thing he was here today was to make movies.

After he handed the two men water, he handed them the towels again.

"Mr. Su, thank you so much for accompanying this little brat."

Su Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, I think I'm very happy to play with him, and if he wants to play in the future, he can call me."

After playing badminton, I admired this kid even more.

I thought this kid was dragging it, because his father is so powerful, and the child will inevitably be a little proud.

But now it seems that he is not as dragged as the other second generation of stars.

It seems that he has inherited Wang Jing's good qualities.

After all, this has a good personality and good sports, and it seems that the logic of this speech is also quite good.

They rested for a while, and Wang Jing continued to want to mention the film.

"Mr. Su, if you are free tonight, we will have dinner together."

"This is like me giving you an apology, I didn't even know that you didn't like sports, and you did something you didn't like."

When Wang Jing's son heard his father say this, he was a little puzzled.

The one who grinned at him just now, and played with a smile was not Su Yang?

Can you still laugh like that when you play, you actually say that you don't like sports?

Isn't that a funny thing?

Su Yang shook his head, "It's not as serious as you said, I just don't like sports, but I'm not as resistant as you said." Z.br>

"If you want to eat, I'll invite you, you've been with me all morning, let's go to the manor near here for dinner."

The two shirked for a while, and in the end, it was Wang Jing's son who pushed the process.

"Don't talk about it here,

I'm dizzy from hunger, so let's go eat later."

The two laughed, and they touched the little kid's hair.

Su Yang looked at him with some doting, "Hungry, aren't you? Then hurry up."

The trio soon arrived at a nearby place to eat.

It's still the place Su Yang is looking for, because he has been here before, so he is a little familiar with this side.

Su Yang found a place with a more beautiful environment and relatively delicious food.

At that time, he was looking for this place because he liked that this place was more beautiful.

"You can order as you like, I'm having a treat today, but don't be polite to me."

Wang Jing's son laughed.

"You're in for a treat, aren't you? Then I'm going to have to beat you up."

"I'll order whichever one is more expensive, right?"

Wang Jing patted his son's head, "What are you talking about, can you be polite?"

If Gold's son had not been there, Gold might have said something like this, but he still insisted on teaching his son, and persuaded him to speak well.

When Principal Song Yang saw these two father and son fighting, he felt that such a family relationship was quite happy.

Su Yang responded to him with a smile, "Okay, you can order whatever you want, you can order whatever you want, but you must restrain yourself and don't waste it."

Wang Jing's son nodded seriously, he still understands this truth.

In the process of eating, they happily talked about the interesting things that had happened recently.

Wang Jing asked Su Yang with concern.

"If you make another movie, won't you feel a little tired?"

It seemed that he didn't know Su Yang's speed, so he smiled a little indifferently.

"I think you'd better go and see when my previous movies were released."

"Of course, I'm not tired, the main thing is to see what kind of movie you want to make, and see if I have the strength."

Wang Jing touched the wine glass in the direction of Su Yang.

"Well, I just want to make some cooler movies with the characteristics of our country, but I haven't thought of anything more specific about this idea right now."

Su Yang nodded, and also responded to the wine glass.

"Then if you're not in a hurry, let's have a good meal, this meal is quite delicious."

Discussing business at the dinner table may still affect your appetite to some extent.

Wang Jing's son nodded very approvingly.

"yes, that meat roll is very delicious, you can try it."

Seeing Wang Jing's son eating so happily, they all felt very appetizing.

Su Yang gently touched his soft hair, he felt that Wang Jing's son was a very good age at his current age.

You don't have to think too much about it, and you can understand some truth.

If people think too much, or know too much, they will be more troubled.

Su Yang smiled and picked up the meat roll that Wang Jing's son said.

"It's really delicious, and you kid has a good eye."