"Ah, the little girl is so well behaved."
Director Gao replied with a smile, and he felt a little jealous looking at the soft and well-behaved Qingqing.
If only his naughty monkey could be half as well-behaved as other children.
"This is my little cousin, Qingqing. Because everyone in the family is busy, no one has time to take care of her, so I can only bring her here with me. Please forgive me, Director Gao." Fu Sijin said to Director Gao apologetically.
After all, it is a bit rude to bring a child here without telling others in advance.
If you meet someone who is picky about flaws, you may not be able to help but get angry and leave on the spot.
Fortunately, Director Gao is very easy-going, and he also brought his child here.
"It's okay, it's okay, I brought this little naughty monkey here without even telling you."
Looking at the lady who looks like she has ADHD, Director Gao wanted to sigh again.
It's not that no one is taking care of the child in his family. After all, this is the only precious child in the family. Several people are just circling around this little bully. Even when he wants to teach her a lesson occasionally, he has to be careful to see the eyes of various gods.
It's also his fault that he was not careful when he went out in the morning, and was spotted by this holiday beast. He cried and made a fuss and insisted on following him. If he didn't take him, he would roll around and block the door and not let him go.
Director Gao was really annoyed.
Otherwise, he could go out early with the excuse that he had something to do, and smoke a few puffs of cigarettes outside happily without the mother of the child, and then go to the appointment, instead of being stared at by a beast who only tells tales all day long.
He glared at his daughter with a complaint, but the sensitive little guy immediately noticed it.
She turned her head suddenly and glared back at Director Gao warily. She felt guilty for looking at such a famous director who was flattered by everyone outside. She quickly picked up the coffee cup and pretended to drink coffee, avoiding her sight.
"My name is Gao Xianning, and you can call me Ningning, my handsome brother."
Director Gao snorted at him, who must have said bad things about her in his heart again. Ningning turned her head back with a smile and introduced herself very actively.
She has a very quiet name, which is enough to show the expectations of Director Gao's family for her when the child was born.
Unfortunately, Ningning's temperament was too lively when she grew up, which was completely incompatible with quietness.
"Ningning is good." Fu Sijin replied with a gentle smile.
If it were in the past, he might not be so patient with children.
But now that he has Qingqing, the more he looks at her, the more he thinks that children are cute and lovable, no matter if they are his own children or not.
Ningning is lively and lively, and apart from that terrible dress, she is indeed very beautiful. Her facial
features are not very delicate, but when combined together, they make people feel very comfortable, the kind of comfort that is generous and open, very likable.
No wonder Director Gao dotes on her so much.
Even though Fu Sijian is not an actor and does not study people's expressions very thoroughly, he can see that although Director Gao says he dislikes her, his expression is clearly doting on his own child.
So he took the opportunity to praise Ningning, which made the little girl and her father very happy.
The smile on his face never faded.
Qingqing looked at Fu Sijian curiously for several times.
To be honest, this was the first time she had seen Fu Sijian in this unusual working state, and she felt a little strange.
It was not that she liked him or hated him, but she felt a sense of surprise: Ah, he has this side.
It was as if she had met a new person, or had come to know a person better.
This feeling was not disgusting.
Noticing Qingqing's small gaze, Fu Sijin looked at her with concern and lowered his head: "Qingqing, are you hungry? Can I order something for you?"
Before Qingqing answered, Ningning responded loudly and impolitely: "Okay, Ningning wants to eat the biggest Black Forest cake."
"What to eat? How many snacks have you eaten at home?"
Director Gao glared at his daughter, and then changed his words in Ningning's suddenly pitiful eyes: "You can only share one with Qingqing."
He thought that Ningning was naughty, but she was very good at taking care of the weak, and she would definitely give most of the cake to Qingqing as her younger sister, which would also reduce the child's sugar intake in disguise.
In fact, it was indeed the case.
At the insistence of Director Gao, Fu Sijian only ordered one Black Forest cake for the two children. This cake was not very big, just a little bigger than the usual small cakes.
When placed in front of Ningning and Qingqing, it was not enough for the two little sweet-loving kids to fill their mouths, and they had to share it with another person.
The coffee shop clerk considerately provided two forks and a plastic knife. Ningning stood up first, picked up the knife and started to cut the cake boldly. As expected, one was big and the other was small.
Fu Sijian glanced at them out of the corner of his eye. He thought Ningning would occupy the big piece for herself. He also began to think about how to coax Qingqing if she was not willing to eat the small piece.
Unexpectedly, Ningning just took the plate and took the smaller piece away, and then pushed the larger piece in front of Qingqing, saying as a matter of course: "Sister, eat the cake."
"Thank you, sister."
Qingqing thanked in a baby voice, and then picked up the fork to eat the cake.
The two little guys ate and ate, and occasionally they had to raise the cake together to "cheers" to each other, and then put it down in one bite.
It seems that after experiencing the sense of ceremony of adults, the cake will become more delicious.
Fu Sijin smiled unconsciously, and Director Gao's whispers came to his ears at the same time.
"Children are cute, right? Sometimes you think they are demons, but sometimes you are always touched by these little angels."
A neatly bound script was handed to Fu Sijian.
"This is the drama I'm going to shoot this time. It's specifically about the relationship between parents and children. The main theme is healing. Maybe it's unlikely to be a hit, but I think it has meaning to be filmed, Mr. Fu..."
Director Gao called Fu Sijian solemnly for the first time using a business name: "I hope you will consider it carefully before deciding whether to invest in filming."
Fu Sijian took the script and saw a blank title at the beginning.
"Movie, you haven't given it a name yet?" He asked curiously. It was the first time he saw a script without a name.
"I can't think of a suitable one right now."
Fu Sijian nodded slightly and said nothing, continuing to read the script.
The beginning of the story made his heart stop for a beat.
There was only a short line of description: "Qingli, who was exhausted in middle age, woke up and turned into a primary school student..."
This story briefly describes a middle-aged woman who had made a mess of her life. In an accidental encounter, she turned into a primary school student in her early teens. In the chaotic interactions with her family, she gradually got to know each other again and resolved the misunderstandings with her family. In the end, the heroine turned back, changed herself, and lived a happy life with her changed family.
This is not a very colorful story, nor is it very eye-catching, but the jokes and tears described in it are very touching.
People can't help but be infected by the characters in the play, and reflect on their experiences together, whether there are problems with their relationship with their family.
After closing the script, Fu Sijian's eyes unconsciously fell on Qingqing, and she smiled like a cat with cake all over her face.
He subconsciously responded with a gentle smile, and Qingqing continued to lower her head to finish the cake.
"How is it?"
Even though he was very confident in his script, Director Gao couldn't help feeling a little nervous now.
"It's a very good script." Fu Sijian smiled and praised: "If possible, I hope to have a pleasant cooperation with you."
"Hahaha... good boy, you have a good vision, and it's a pleasure to cooperate with you!"
Director Gao laughed and shook Fu Sijian's hand, and the skin on his face was shaking slightly with excitement.
The two discussed the script again.
Perhaps because he had similar experiences in person, Fu Sijian could always point out some shortcomings and give better revision suggestions.
Director Gao is not the kind of person who doesn't listen to opinions. On the contrary, he is very happy about Fu Sizhen's suggestions and thinks that he is reading his script seriously.
The two of them chatted for the whole day without realizing it, and even had lunch in the cafe.
This is hard for the two neglected children. It is boring to sit for a whole day, and they are ignored by adults.
Qingqing is okay. She is a person who can sit still. If you give her something to eat and play with, she can stay alone for a whole day.
Ningning is in trouble. She is a hyperactive child and now she is forced to "not move". Every second she endures is torture.
Could this be her father's revenge for breaking his favorite purple clay teapot to punish her for being naughty yesterday?
Ningning slumped on the table like a ball of wilted pickled vegetables and let out a breath of despair.
Qingqing found it funny and imitated the girl opposite her, lying on the table and looking at Ningning with a smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Ningning asked curiously.
"What are you laughing at?" Qingqing followed suit.
"Don't talk like me." Ningning reached out to touch Qingqing's forehead, not using much force, just lightly touching it.
"Don't talk like me, hehe..."
Qingqing, who thought the girl was playing a game with her, wanted to reach out to touch Ningning's forehead with a giggle, but Ningning dodged by turning her head and then immediately counterattacked.
Qingqing pouted and kept on tapping Ningning. Naturally, Ningning would not sit still and wait for death.
The two little ones inexplicably started playing the game of you tap me and I tap you.
Qingqing was small and short-handed, so most of the time she couldn't touch the nimble Ningning. On the occasional occasions, Ningning gave in to her out of pity for her.
But she still continued to play happily. Occasionally, she didn't cry when Ningning hurt her without any severity, but continued to laugh.
Maybe the two little ones were too noisy, which attracted the dissatisfaction of other people in the store. After a while, a clerk came over and reminded them tactfully. Fu Sijin and his wife were shocked that their children were disturbing others.
He smiled apologetically at everyone around him, and together with Director Gao, he led the two children to check out and leave.
After they left, the clerk brought more than a dozen plates of biscuits to each table.
Whenever someone asked about it, the clerk would smile and answer: "This is a gift from the children at that table just now because they disturbed everyone. I hope everyone can forgive them."
A customer picked up the biscuits and saw a small note underneath, with two words "I'm sorry" written crookedly on it. The handwriting was different, and it should be written by the two children together.
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