The little boy likes this place, but is also afraid that his father will be angry.

    His little eyebrows were wrinkled into small waves.

    Wen Tian rubbed the boy’s head and cleared his throat, “It’s not impossible, it’s just…”

    “Your salary is also mentioned to be the same as Teacher Song!” Gong Xi smiled and took out a new contract like a magic trick, “I heard that Xiaoguai will soon pay the tuition for the next semester. This is our director’s intention…”

        Wen Tian looked at the countless zeros at the back of the contract, rubbed his face, and surrendered without any ambition.

    It’s clear that he loves money, and it’s also cute.

    Jiang Han laughed out loud.

    Wen Tian decided to stay, and Song Cheng naturally didn’t refuse.

    Gong Xi happily called the station to inform them. The whole Red Station was jubilant and their good impression of Wen Tian was simply explosive.

    Wen Tian’s sense of variety and cooperation are too good. The director of the main station smiled and was already thinking about inviting Wen Tian to the next few variety shows.

    After receiving the notice, the program team quickly regrouped and came again with their guns and cannons.

    Three-year-old Jiang Xiaoguai knew that his father stayed here for him.

    The little boy’s eyes were bright, and he looked at Wen Tian with soft eyes like a little rabbit that had just opened its eyes.

    “Daddy,” the little boy hugged Wen Tian tightly, and his soft little mouth was pressed against Wen Tian’s ear, saying softly, “Baby, loves daddy.” “I love you very much.”

    Wen Tian’s eyes condensed slightly, and his heart seemed to be honey basking in the sun, warm and sweet.

    “Daddy loves baby too,” Wen Tian kissed the little boy’s tender little face, and a smile appeared in his eyes. “When dad makes money in the future, I will definitely take baby out to play often.”

    Although the little boy’s kindergarten is a public one, there are quite a lot of rich and powerful families. The fat boy who bullies the little boy will go on vacation abroad twice a year.

    Children are very competitive. When everyone is talking about where they went during the holidays, the three-year-old boy can only shrink in the corner and be excluded by everyone.

    Because Wen Tian, ​​who was always busy, would lock him up at home, most of the time, the little guy could only lie on the coffee table and draw quietly, staring at the door lock, waiting for Wen Tian to come home.

    Wen Tian was so distressed that he could hardly breathe.

    Qin Yi was very surprised at Wen Tian’s decision to continue recording. A rare gentle expression appeared on her usually sharp and harsh face. While helping him organize the microphone, she suddenly said, “Teacher Wen, I have a movie project, are you interested?”

    Before Wen Tian spoke, Su Yuzhe on the side couldn’t help it, “Teacher Wen is also going to shoot an MV for me.”

    Wen Tian smiled, “If the time is right, I’m fine with it.”

    Su Yuzhe curled his lips, “Teacher Wen, you can’t be so obedient. The most important thing in acting is to choose the script. You can’t take every role. Sister Qin, I’m not saying anything about you, but you should at least give the script to Teacher Wen and let him choose it himself.”

    Qin Yi was used to his outspokenness, and smiled and said, “Okay, then I’ll send the script to Teacher Wen after this episode is recorded.”

    Wen Tian nodded and said, “If I have a choice, I’ll try not to take everything.”

    Jiang Han pursed looked at him, with heartache in his eyes.

    He had a hard life but still miraculously raised a three-year-old child.

    Su Yuzhe also realized what kind of life Wen Tian had lived before, and scratched his head embarrassedly and said, “Teacher Wen will definitely get better and better in the future!”

    Wen Tian’s eyes curved, “Yeah, definitely.”

    Everything has begun to get better and better.

    He believes that when he leaves, the original owner and the little cubs will definitely live the life of their dreams.

    The air is humid in the early morning, and it is a good time to pick mushrooms.

    Wen Tian put on the little red raincoat that he had prepared early in the morning, and also asked for a beautiful blue shovel for the little boy.

    “Pick mushrooms, pick mushrooms~” The three-year-old boy grinned happily.

    Song Zhinian held his little hand and looked at Song Cheng happily, “Dad, let’s go pick mushrooms.”

    Last night before going to bed, Song Cheng told them about the little girl who picked mushrooms. The two boys were full of innocent curiosity and interest in “picking mushrooms”.

    Qin Yi was amused by the little boy, took a deep breath, and turned on the live broadcast.

    The barrage instantly filled the entire screen, of course mixed with countless ugly abuse and insults.

    [Ahhhhhhhhhhh my wife ahhhhhhhhhh]

    [You are upstairs, you are hurting my eyes (●￣(?)￣●) Is my wife okay? Don’t be sad, my wife, I will always support you! ]

    [Wen bitch…*&*R…%…&%*&]

    [Wentian bitch &*(…%…%&*）】

    At this time, Jiang Han had already boarded the plane to Beijing North, and he was justified not to go with Lin Qing.

    He closed his eyes slightly, and recalled Wen Tian’s abnormal reaction in the morning over and over again in the dark vision.

    It was just a little bit.

    Why can’t I get through it?

    Compared with Songcheng, Wen Tian’s situation seemed to be more difficult and obstructed.

    Jiang Han frowned all the way, and finally, he slowly opened his pupils, with a cold light in his eyes, and his sharp eyebrows and eyes were particularly cold and majestic.

    If it is said that this abnormal world revolves around Lin Qing, no one can treat Lin Qing badly, and all the luck is biased towards Lin Qing, then Wen Tian’s situation seems to be just the opposite.

    ——Work hard to make progress but never get a good role, be hated by everyone all the time, and face difficulties no matter what you do.

    For Wen Tian, ​​this world is completely a dark and lightless swamp. No matter how he struggles, he keeps falling down.

    The whole world rejects Wen Tian.

    Jiang Han’s breath was choked.

    In the blur, a flash of inspiration passed through his mind.

    At this moment, Yu Sheng called, Jiang Han picked up, and heard the voice on the other end, “Mr. Jiang, all of Lin Qing’s fans have flocked to the show to attack Teacher Wen.”

    Jiang Han said coldly, “Block them all, and also, find out the organizer.”

    Yu Sheng’s voice hesitate, “I have done everything else, but the organizer seems to be… Lin Qing.”

    Jiang Han frowned in annoyance.

    Yu Sheng asked cautiously, “Do you want to expose it?”

    Jiang Han did not hesitate for a moment, “Be more clean.”

    After hanging up the phone, Jiang Han turned on his phone to watch the live broadcast of “Zi Ba”.

    The guests at the center of the storm seemed to be completely unaffected. They were gathered together, listening carefully to the guide from Zhaohua Village to instruct on the precautions of picking mushrooms.

    “Don’t dig up the mushrooms with their roots, leave the mushroom pits, and cover them back to the original state.”

    “When walking, tap the grass in front of you gently before you scatter them.”

    Wen Tian yawned, his eyes rolling around, not paying attention like a bad student who couldn’t listen in class.

    After sweeping for a long time, Wen Tian finally found something fun, and tapped the butt of the little mushroom-like cub with his hand pole.

    Little cub: ???

    The little cub pushed the red hood on the raincoat and happily showed Wen Tian his sweet dimples.

    Wen Tian couldn’t help laughing, and while the guide was pointing out Songcheng, he couldn’t help but pinch the cub’s chubby face.

    Jiang Xiaoguai, whose attention was interrupted for the second time: ???

    His little eyes were confused, like a bullied kitten.

    Wen Tian thought it was funny, and reached out to rub the cub’s head again.

    [Are you happy playing with the cub, wife? (holding his forehead and sighing) Even playing with the cub is so cute (holding his forehead and smiling bitterly)]

    [Huh? Didn’t you notice that there are suddenly fewer psychopaths who scold my wife? (Rolling up sleeves) (Panting) (Looking alert all around)]

    [After Lin Qing joined the circle, everything was in a mess. It’s finally quiet now that he’s gone (wiping sweat) (Exhaling)]

    Wen Tian was having a lot of fun playing with the cub. The camera started to shake, and it seemed that the editor and director holding the camera was shaking with laughter.

    The little cub bent his big eyes, covered his butt and ran around Wen Tian, ​​”Daddy, don’t bully the baby, ah ah ah ~”

    The three-year-old cub ran and staggered, and ran into Song Zhinian’s arms, giggling and asking for help, “Brother Zhizhi, protect the baby~”

    Song Zhinian had a gloomy face, and his dark eyes looked at the little cub asking for help and then at Wen Tian who was like a big child.

    “Uncle Wen, don’t bully Xiaoguai,” Song Zhinian said coldly, tilting his head slightly, “If you want to play, pinch my face.”

    Wen Tian bared his teeth, and unceremoniously pinched the cold and indifferent Zhizhi’s face.

    Song Cheng watched them playing, and a rare smile appeared between his eyebrows.

    [Hahahahaha, Zhizhi, it’s true that the cub has been hurt (laughing)]

    [Wuwuwu, it seems that my wife has not been affected by that bad guy at all, so good, so good, wuwuwu, my naughty wife is so cute, wuwuwu, kiss (heart eyes) (heart eyes)]

    After learning the precautions, the guests went up the mountain together.

    Wen Tian was in a good mood, and slowly followed the cubs who were holding hands and climbing the mountain.

    “Teacher Wen,” Song Cheng walked up to him at some point and said with a faint smile, “Are you interested in “Peach Blossoms on the road”?”

    Wen Tian was stunned for a moment, then his eyes and eyebrows were as bright as stars, “Yes, how could I not have it?”

    “Such a big project, I dare not even dream of it.”

    Wen Tian’s life was not very good before, but with Jiang Han here in the future, resources like “Peach Blossoms on the road” will be easy.

    Although Wen Tian agreed to cooperate with “Peach Blossoms”, Song Cheng felt that he seemed to be getting further and further away from Wen Tian.

    Wen Tian smiled and looked at him, “But I’m not very good at action scenes, so I’ll need Brother Cheng to give me more guidance when the time comes.”

    Song Cheng smiled and nodded, with an indescribable feeling of suffocation and regret in his heart.

    There are many mushrooms in the mountains. Not long after the cubs walked, they saw a bunch of golden and shiny chicken mushrooms in the grass nest.

    The little cub cheered, squatted down hurriedly, and carefully dug mushrooms with a small blue shovel.

    Remembering what he had said not to damage the mushroom nest, the little kid shoveled twice, then lay down and used his little hands to dig the soil bit by bit.

    The bright and beautiful red raincoat fell off, making the three-year-old kid look cute like a little red mushroom.

    Song Zhinian looked at it attentively for a while, and an interesting look appeared in his dark eyes.

    Suddenly, Song Zhinian walked forward, grabbed the tip of the kid’s hood in a warm and sweet manner, and said happily, “Dad, I picked it.”

    Song Zhinian’s eyes sparkled, and he happily announced, “The cutest little mushroom.”