The little boy hugged Song Zhinian fearfully, blinked his long eyelashes, and his round eyes were full of sparkling water again, and he cried softly, “Baby, don’t Zhizhi, brother is in danger, woooo.”

    Song Zhinian was a little overwhelmed.

    After the deep confusion, a strong sense of happiness quickly spread from the bottom of his heart.

    The boy was feeling sorry for him!

    He was responding to his kindness to the boy!

    “Well, it’s very dangerous.” Song Zhinian blinked, his expression serious, and nodded obediently, “I will pay attention in the future.”

    He is now the one that the boy is worried about, and he must pay attention to his words and deeds in the future.

    Song Zhinian straightened his chest and felt that he had a great responsibility.

    He happily pushed the paintbrush that the little boy was holding tightly in his arms, and urged, “Little darling, draw, draw quickly.”

    He couldn’t imagine how beautiful it would be for his beloved little boy to draw with the paintbrush he gave him!

    However, the little boy held the brush tightly and shook his head firmly, “No, baby, I can’t bear to part with it.”

    Song Zhinian was stunned for a while, and the smile on his mouth widened and became more brilliant.

    He was cherished.

    Song Zhinian thought happily that Xiaoguai knew how to cherish his feelings at such a young age, so he would also treat Xiaoguai well for the rest of his life.

    With Song Zhinian’s company, the little boy finally slowly pulled himself out of the sadness of parting with his father.

    After talking about their thoughts, Song Zhinian turned on the tablet and watched the live broadcast of “Baby Dad” with his head against his.

    The appearance of Song Cheng instantly made the crew of “Tao Yao Yuan” boil, especially when he said that he wanted to play a guest role, the director’s eyes almost laughed out, “You can choose any of these roles!”

    Song Cheng lowered his eyes and flipped through the script, “This one.”

    It was a monster that sneaked into the peach forest for unknown purposes. The peach demon was lying on a branch drinking. When he noticed the monster sneaking in, he lazily called, “Wuhan.”

    The green sleeves fluttered, and Wuhan came as soon as he was called, falling from the sky.

    He had been learning magic from the peach demon for so long, but had never really fought in a real battle, so he was eager to fight the monster.

    However, when he pierced the monster’s chest with his palm and looked at the peach demon with bright eyes, waiting for praise, the peach demon looked at the miserable monster, frowned in disgust, and turned away. Wu Han, covered in blood, stood there at a loss, like a puppy abandoned by his owner.

    Song Cheng pointed at this inconspicuous supporting role and said, “Is he here to steal things? Or is he here for Wu Han?”

    Wu Han is the heart of the ancient monster, and the only hope to lead the monsters who have been oppressed and slaughtered for tens of millions of years to rise up in resistance.

    Whether this monster who broke into the peach forest discovered Wu Han’s identity by accident, or came for Wu Han, the difference in performance is huge.

    The director was stunned for a moment, then smiled, “I came here for Wu Han.”

    He is indeed an award-winning actor, he can analyze such an insignificant role so well.

    Song Cheng nodded, eager to try.

    It was his first time acting in a TV series, and Song Cheng was full of challenges for his first TV series role, “Then I’ll go put on makeup first.”

    The director paused, “Hey? It’s not that urgent, why don’t you meet Teacher Wen first?”

    Song Cheng smiled, “See him in a while.”

   “Zhang Yu, you can also call me Octopus^[1]Zhang Yu Brother.” Zhang Yu smiled, “Lin Qing’s former agent, Mr. Wen, I will send you to a place farther than Lin Qing. “

    Wen Tian frowned hesitantly and looked at Jiang Han.

    Jiang Han raised his eyebrows, “What’s wrong?”

    Wen Tian squinted at him for a while, and suddenly laughed softly, “Mr. Jiang, I will go further than Lin Qing.”

    “Well,” Jiang Han turned his face slightly, as if he was a little embarrassed because Wen Tian noticed his intention of revenge on Lin Qing so quickly, and said, “Well, I believe you.”

    “Teacher Wen, can you help me rehearse a scene with Brother Cheng?” The stagehand ran over with sweat on his forehead and a smile on his face, “Teacher Song Cheng is here to guest star, it’s really thanks to Teacher Wen!” Song Cheng? Guest star? “Peach Blossom”?

    The best actor has come down to earth! And he played a minor supporting role that lasted less than ten minutes!

    Wen Tian immediately realized what was going on.

The importance of the film, his expression became serious, and he stood up nervously, “Of course!”

    He didn’t even bother to say goodbye to Jiang Han, and hurriedly waved his hand and ran out of the car with the heavy costume.

    Jiang Han laughed, watched his back disappear, and then slowly retracted his gaze and looked at Zhang Yu.

    “Give him the best of everything,” Jiang Han restrained his expression and lowered his eyebrows, “Better than Lin Qing.”

    Zhang Yu nodded seriously, “I will.”

    Wen Tian trotted towards the set, and before he ran far, a thin young girl wearing glasses followed with a huge schoolbag on her back, “Teacher Wen, I will be your life assistant from now on, you can call me Jiaozi.”^[2]In previous chapters, this Jiaozi was called Sister and now became a boy? So I changed here too.

    Wen Tian paused and stopped abruptly.

    Jiaozi also stopped, pushed her glasses at a loss, and asked carefully, “What, what’s wrong?”

    “Do you want some water?”

    “Jiaozi?” Wen Tian tilted his head, “Lin Qing’s former assistant?”

    “Yes, yes,” Jiaozi became more cautious, “Teacher Wen, I, I will work hard.”

    Wen Tian pursed his lips, “… Yeah.”

    Song Zhinian said before that he had seen Lin Qing attack an assistant named “Jiaozi” with his own eyes.

    Now Jiang Han sent “Jiaozi” to him, just like handing him a knife to stab Lin Qing.

    It’s up to him to decide how to use it.

    Wen Tian pursed his lips and smiled, accepting this kindness.

    On the other side, Song Cheng had already finished his styling and quickly entered the working state.

    The simple black villain cannon fodder costume, but because of Song Cheng’s superior figure and facial features, showed an inexplicable mystery and nobility.

    This role has two lines. Senior actors have requirements for the pronunciation of each word, and the emotions contained in it must be carefully considered. Song Cheng carefully read the script, and repeatedly tried the lines with his thin lips. He didn’t notice the admiring eyes of the people around him, the sound of the candid camera, and Wen Tian who was walking towards him. Wen Tian’s eyes flashed with undisguised surprise, and the same admiration as everyone else.

    The two of them, one black and one white, one evil and one good, one mature and deep, the other young and flying, the two figures were framed together by the camera, and there was a sense of CP that was about to come out.

    The overwhelming sense of matching shocked everyone present. Zou Xue swallowed her saliva and muttered softly, “Wow~”

    [Oh my God! Is this something that can be eaten? ]

    [This is too good! The God and Demon CP is too good to eat! Is there any fairy lady who can draw or write? (Handing a pen) (Eyes eagerly)]

    [Sister director, I heard the sound of you swallowing your saliva! 】

    Everyone thinks they are a good match.

    However, when Song Cheng noticed Wen Tian’s gaze, he looked up and frowned, “Teacher Wen, Wu Han would never look at me like that.”

    “Let’s check the roles?”

    Wen Tian: …………

    Audience: ……………………

    Zou Xue, “Ahem!”

    【Brother Cheng! You deserve it! 】

    【Sorry, at this moment, I suddenly feel that Brother Cheng is… unworthy of my wife (grievance) (grievance)】

    Wen Tian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, “Sorry, sorry, let me get ready.”

    Wen Tian hurriedly took a deep breath, tried to adjust his state, and sank into the work state, listening to Song Cheng’s interpretation of the role.

    【Ah… Most people would be a little unhappy to be said like this (frown) But my wife doesn’t seem to be unhappy at all (frown)】

    【When my wife is with Brother Cheng, he is always so calm and composed, unlike when he is with President Jiang, he is either spitting gas or glaring, with many cute little movements_(:з」∠)_】

    [Emmmm, doesn’t that mean my wife doesn’t like Brother Cheng either? (horrified)]