Night, cinema.
The Spring Festival movies are always sold out. If Luo Mi hadn't brought the tickets, it would have been too late to buy them now.
Yunxiang drank Coke and tilted his head to look at the big screen.
It was a comedy, with lots of laughter and a great atmosphere.
Yun Xiang and her friends were seated right in the middle, the best viewing area. But what made Yun Xiang unhappy was that there was always a child behind her kicking the chair.
Whenever she looked at it seriously, the backrest would be kicked and shaken.
Not only did he shake her, he also always put his hands on her and always grabbed her hair.
Yun was annoyed, so she turned her head and looked back.
Luomi sat next to Yunxiang. She had already reminded the child once to be honest, but it was of no use.
If parents don't care, the children will become more unruly, talking non-stop and making it impossible for people to watch the movie.
Yun Xiang really wanted to educate the child, but when he saw that the parents did nothing, he knew that even if he spoke up, people would still blame him for being nosy.
Yun Xiang watched the movie with a frown on her face, and the little brat behind her was lying on the back of her chair again.
Cheng Che stood up, blocking the child's mother's view. He said to Yun Xiang, "Think about it, let's change seats."
"Hey, sit down. You can't see anything." The child's mother reminded Cheng Che.
Cheng Che glanced back and said, "Then let your son sit down."
"He's a little kid, it's normal for him to be unable to sit still." The woman didn't think her son's behavior was inappropriate at all.
Cheng Che sneered and asked her, "I'm tired of sitting, so what's wrong with standing for a while?"
"Hey, why are you so unreasonable? This is not your home!" The woman lowered her voice.
Cheng Che was not so easy to talk to. He was very cold and unhappy: "The cinema is not my home, nor is it your home. It is a public place. Take care of your son first before you deal with me. Otherwise, don't bother talking nonsense."
The woman stammered, "You—"
Guan He also spoke up, "You know that children can't sit still, but you still bring them to the movies. I don't know if you are disgusting yourself or us."
"That's right, giving birth to a child but not educating him is like walking a dog without a leash." Romi's tone was full of sarcasm.
The woman was unhappy, "Are you guys together?! What kind of quality do students have these days?"
When the people around them heard them speak up, they quickly followed suit, saying, "What kind of character do you have? Your child has been talking and kicking chairs since the beginning, and no one has bothered to say anything. Why are you still so self-righteous?"
"If you can't make your son behave himself in the second half, I will personally help you educate your child! What's wrong with a couple of slaps and a couple of kicks? Is it that difficult?" An older brother questioned her in a deep voice.
Seeing so many people supporting her, Yun Xiang turned around and glared at the child.
He was a little boy, chubby and tough-looking. But he was really not that old, only about five years old.
He was staring at Yun Xiang at this moment, grabbed a popcorn and was about to throw it at Yun Xiang.
Cheng Che's face was cold, and he was completely fed up. He grabbed the child's arm and snatched the box of popcorn from his hand.
"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" The child's voice was harsh.
Cheng Che didn't tolerate his bad habits and simply poured the popcorn on his head.
It was quiet all around.
The child's crying suddenly became louder, "Wuwuwuwu, Mommy!!!!"
Cheng Che stuffed the empty box into his arms, and when the woman was about to speak, he shouted, "Shut up!"
Cheng Che is quite intimidating when he gets angry.
Especially since the lights in the cinema were dim and he was very tall.
He stood in front of the woman, blocking all the light in front of her. The darkness pressed down, and anyone would feel a little uneasy.
Cheng Che reminded her coldly: "If you don't educate your children, someone else will do it for you."
Song Jin quickly followed suit: "I agree, get out now! You're embarrassing yourself!"
"Get out! Get out!"
It must be said that Song Jin had made a very good start. Everyone quickly followed suit and urged them to leave.
The woman's face turned red all of a sudden. She looked at Cheng Che for a long time, then left with the crying child in her arms.
The child even spat at Yun Xiang before leaving.
Cheng Che was so angry that he wanted to chase him and beat him up.
Yun Xiang quickly grabbed Cheng Che's arm.
This naughty kid is not even as likable as a can!
Bang—the door was slammed shut, and the woman cursed, "What kind of people are you? Don't you have children in the future?!"
But no one paid any attention, instead a group of people shouted, "Well done, we can finally watch a movie properly."
"That's awesome. That kid needs an education!"
Cheng Che sat down with a cold face, his chest heaving with anger.
Normally, he would take a long time to think about something fierce, but this little brat even threw popcorn at Yun Xiang and spit on him?
"It's okay. You can enjoy watching the movie this time." Cheng Che comforted Yun Xiang.
Yun Xiang just looked at him and had no intention of watching the movie anymore.
"Why are you looking at me?" He tapped Yun Xiang's head.
Yun Xiang raised the corner of his mouth and whispered, "I like seeing you protecting me."
Very handsome.
Very touching.
Cheng Che pouted, saying that this was all he could do.
"Yun Xiang, when dealing with people who lack manners, you should fight back with your own lack of manners. Being patient won't solve the problem, understand?"
Yun Xiang nodded obediently, "Yeah, I understand."
"Be good." He patted Yun Xiang's head.
Luomi ate the melon silently, and then raised the corner of his mouth. The popcorn in his mouth was so sweet.
After the movie ended, Cheng Che went to the back seat and picked up all the popcorn that had fallen on the boy.
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