After saying this, Song Zhinian pursed his lips like Song Cheng and waited for a while.

    He had watched the replay of the first episode of “Ziba” and knew that at least half of the audience were Lin Qing’s fans.

    He waited quietly, waiting for the barrage to start arguing and push the atmosphere to the highest point.

    [? ? I think you are really a lunatic and started to talk nonsense (smile) (smile)? ? ]

    [Zhizhi is only six years old! If Lin Qing hadn’t really said these words, a six-year-old child would understand these? ? (Breathing fire) (Breathing fire)]

    [Is Song Zhinian an ordinary six-year-old child? Don’t forget how scheming he is! He just said these words in front of the camera on purpose! (tui) (tui)]

    [? ? ? It’s really a fan who can scold even a six-year-old child, right! ]

    [Ha, even if Zhizhi said these words on purpose in front of the camera, so what? I just want to know if these things really happened (smile) (smile)】

    【Brothers, let’s go to the official blog of the amusement park! Ask what’s going on! 】

    【Yes, there must be a camera in the infirmary, just release the part where Lin Qing went to the doctor! 】

    The barrage was noisy as Song Zhinian expected.

    Song Zhinian felt that the time was about right, turned his head, and stared at the camera with his black eyes, “Oh, that time when we had dinner, Uncle Lin Qing framed Xiaoguai for stealing things for no reason. He said that he would publicly apologize to Xiaoguai, why hasn’t he apologized after such a long time?”

“Didn’t Uncle Lin Qing always say that he has a good memory and is good at memorizing lines?” Song Zhinian smiled and said, “Could it be that he just forgot to apologize to Xiaoguai?”

    【…………………………】

    【？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？ ？】

    A large number of symbols floated across the screen, and the conflict between Lin Qing’s fans and others that was about to break out instantly exploded.

    【I’m really convinced! Can you please stop accusing our Qingqing casually, little psychopath! 】

    “I’m not accusing Uncle Lin Qing,” Song Zhinian stared at the camera and laughed, “The restaurant is called ***, and Xiaoyu and Mango were there that day.” His dark eyes stared straight at the camera, as if he was looking at Lin Qing’s fans who were typing away on the keyboard through the screen.

    【… Damn, it’s so scary! Ahhh psychopath! ! ! 】

    【Zhizhi is just a little autistic. He is only six years old and he has met a good boy. He can get better! But don’t Lin Qing and Lin Qing’s fans feel guilty when they call him a little psychopath? ? 】

【Speaking of which, isn’t Lin Qing a special guest of “Ziba”? The official announcement said that he would be there in every episode, why didn’t he come to this show? Is he afraid? 】

    【Zhizhi said that Xiaoyu and Mango were there, so Shadaer and Teacher Zhou Wen must be there too. Shadaer doesn’t have the brain to lie, I only believe what he says! 】

    The barrage was full of long arguments, unprecedentedly dense and long, which greatly affected the viewing experience of normal viewers.

    The TV station urgently contacted Jiang Han to ask for his opinion.

    But after several calls, they couldn’t get through, so they had to ask Lin Qing again, hoping that he could rush to Zhaohua Village as soon as possible to explain everything.

    The phone still couldn’t get through, and no one answered the calls of the agent and assistant.

    However, “Baby Dad” was invested by Jiang Han, and Lin Qing was Jiang Han ‘s boyfriend, so they couldn’t hold Lin Qing responsible.

    “Damn it,” a staff member who was tortured and crazy cursed, “Is Jiang Han blind? Why would he fall in love with someone like Lin Qing!”

    “…Maybe he really borrowed his son to get to the top.” The colleague who was also overwhelmed thought to himself.

    After the Jiang family officially announced the birth of the eldest grandson, Lin Qing, as Jiang Han’s boyfriend, went smoothly in the entertainment industry to his current position.

    Everyone only remembered that the Jiang family protected the child too well. They only knew that Jiang Han and Lin Qing had a child, but they had no idea what the child looked like.

    There are even rumors that after Lin Qing gave the child to Jiang Han, he never saw the child again.

    ——Strange but self-consistent logic, but everyone thinks it is normal.

    Song Zhinian saw Gong Xi answering a phone call, and immediately became nervous, and his eyes seemed to look at him.

    Seeing that the fire was almost out, Song Zhinian took Song Cheng’s hand, “Dad, let’s go to the task.”

    Song Cheng’s eyes sank, and he said softly, “Okay.”

    The project he drew was the everlasting flower.

    In the flower shop, the intangible cultural heritage inheritor who was responsible for teaching them how to make everlasting flowers said that using this method, the beauty of the flowers will never fade and will be collected forever.

    The words of the boss lady made Song Zhinian have many bad associations.

    Song Zhinian looked at the everlasting flowers in the glass cover with his dark eyes, and suddenly a picture of the little cub like a beautiful doll, hidden in a glass cabinet, motionless, appeared in his mind.

    He would not smile sweetly with his round eyes bent, nor would he call Zhizhi brother in a cute little baby voice.

    Song Zhinian retracted his gaze and said sullenly, “Dad, I don’t like this.”

    Song Zhinian breathed quickly and leaned on Song Cheng’s arms in fear, “I don’t like it, not at all.”

    Song Cheng hurriedly carried him to the door to get some fresh air.

    Zhou Wen and Yang Xiaoyu happened to pass by here. After explaining, Yang Xiaoyu agreed to change projects with Song Zhinian.

    “Song Zhinian is afraid of this?” Yang Xiaoyu looked at the room full of beautiful and fragrant everlasting flowers, scratched his head and said, “Song Zhinian is…

Of course, he is different from ordinary people like me.”

    For the first time, Song Zhinian showed fear in front of the camera. It was not until Song Cheng hugged him and he could no longer see the Everlasting Flower Shop that his pale face appeared in Song Cheng’s arms.

    “It’s okay, it’s okay.” Song Cheng patted his back gently and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

    [Zhizhi is afraid of everlasting flowers?? Huh? Why is he afraid of everlasting flowers? (Confused) (Confused)]

    [Zhizhi’s world cannot be understood by normal people’s thinking (Thinking) (Thinking)]

    The little guy on the other side didn’t know what happened.

    He and Wen Tian had just arrived at the flower cake shop. The little guy raised his nose and took a deep breath of the rich and sweet fragrance in the air, “Wow~ It smells so good~”

    Wen Tian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

    The little guy couldn’t wait to run into the store and tiptoed to the counter.

    The boss looked a little fierce, and he looked down at the expectant little guy with a smile, “Hello, little friend. “

    The round eyes looked steadily at the boss with a scar on his face, and the timid kid began to retreat again.

    “Daddy,” the little kid hurried back to Wen Tian and said timidly, “Daddy, let’s not eat the delicious cakes.”

    Wen Tian glanced at the boss and understood everything.

    [(Sigh) The good boy is good in everything, but he is a little too timid (Sigh)]

    [Zhizhi and Dad can’t protect him forever, kid, you have to be strong on your own (heartache) (heartache)]

    The three-year-old kid is timid and introverted. He hides in the safe territory circled by Song Zhinian and doesn’t even talk much to his classmates.

    Hiding all the time is not a solution.

    Wen Tian bent his knees and half squatted down, rubbed the kid’s head, and said, “But Daddy wants to eat this so much.”

    “What should I do?” Wen Tian licked his lips, raised a finger, and begged the little kid pitifully, “Baby, can you make one with Daddy, just one piece, okay?”

    The little boy pursed his light pink lips and immediately softened his heart.

    He turned his head and timidly glanced at the boss with a scar on his face, his big round eyes full of avoidance and fear.

    But in the end, the little boy still bravely took one step forward, moved back to the counter, and asked in a soft voice, “Uncle, can you make just one pancake?”

    The boss opened his mouth and his voice sounded even more fierce, “Of course.”

    Jiang Xiaoguai’s little mouth pursed, and two round drops fell down.

    The little boy cried, “Okay, just one, for Daddy to eat, that’s it, that’s it TT”

    [Mommy, you are a good and brave boy. Come here and let your aunt kiss you. Muahmuahmuahmuah (stretching out your mouth) (stretching out your mouth)]

    For his father, the little cub tried to be brave.

    The boss and the guests sat at the table together, introducing the history and legends of the flower cake. The cub looked at him one by one, kicked his little feet again and again, and soon squeezed completely into Wen Tian’s arms, holding Wen Tian’s arms, like a little mole hiding in a hole, timidly observing the boss who looked fierce.

    Wen Tian rubbed his head helplessly.

    He tried his best to fight for everything for the original owner, hoping that when he left this world in the future, the original owner would be more patient with the little cub.

    Just as they were concentrating on learning how to make flower cakes, a shadow suddenly fell behind them.

    Wen Tian turned back in surprise and met the eyes of Jiang Han who was bending down.

    Jiang Han bent down slightly, as if he was also very interested in the flower cakes, and looked at Wen Tian with a smile in his eyes, “Teacher Wen, there is too much sugar. “

    The cold and handsome face was so close. Wen Tian panicked for a moment and hurriedly retreated, almost falling off the chair. Jiang Han reached out and grabbed his wrist to pull Wen Tian back.

    “You, why are you haunting me?” Wen Tian hurriedly broke free from his wrist, “Why are you here?”

    [Hahaha, you’re haunting me, hahaha, my wife’s disgust is so strong that it’s about to overflow from the screen (grin) (grin)]

    [Mr. Jiang, please tell me if what Zhizhi said is true!]

As soon as Jiang Han appeared, the sweet and soft air in the store instantly became stiff.

    Wen Tian felt uncomfortable all over and squeezed closer to the little guy.

    The big and the small were huddled together, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

    Jiang Han pursed his lips and smiled.

    “Someone’s birthday is coming up,” Jiang Han stood up and walked away, walking around the store, disappearing from the camera, his voice so faint that only Wen Tian could hear it, “I just bought him a birthday present. I wanted to ask him if he likes it. “

    Wen Tian’s heart skipped a beat.

    Lin Qing’s birthday is coming in a few days.

    It turns out that the Little White House was bought for Lin Qing.

    Mad man, even if I buy a gift, I have to show it off in front of him?

    Wen Tian rolled his eyes, “Mr. Jiang is so good to Teacher Lin Qing.”

Wen Tian raised his eyes, her peach blossom eyes revealing undisguised sarcasm, “I just don’t know, last time he framed Xiaoguai for stealing the birthday brooch that Mr. Jiang gave him, and he said he would publicly apologize to Xiaoguai, why hasn’t he done anything?”

    “Mr. Jiang had better give a gift that is not so easy to lose this time,” Wen Tian said impatiently, “otherwise it would be bad if he framed someone else casually.”

    Jiang Han paused, then he remembered that Lin Qing’s birthday was also coming up.

    Yu Sheng was in charge of preparing gifts for Lin Qing, and he had completely forgotten about Lin Qing’s birthday.

    Jiang Han looked helpless.

    Another misunderstanding.

    However, are Lin Qing and Wen Tian’s birthdays on the same day?