According to the director's arrangement, Wen He will not need to appear on the show for the next five days.
He originally planned to arrange for Wen He and Cheng Yudie to travel around the area, just as a kind of sightseeing trip.
But after seeing the video sent by Gao Chongting, they decided to go home.
We can just come back next time we need to record, it'll just be a little more troublesome.
"When are you coming back? Xiao Huang seems a little unhappy."
"But it's very well-behaved at home, just a bit listless, and it just stares at the door all day long."
"Come back as soon as you're done recording. Spend more time with it. It probably thinks you left it here and then it left."
The video shows Xiao Huang listlessly lying by the door.
It's normal for it to think that way, after all, Wenhe picked it up and went out the next day, and hasn't come home yet.
To avoid worrying Xiao Huang, Wen He and the others bought the earliest available plane tickets and flew back to Guangzhou.
"Woof! Woof!"
"Waaaaah~~...waaaah..."
As soon as Wen He and his family stepped out of the elevator, they heard Xiao Huang's excited shouts coming from their home.
As Gao Chongting opened the door, Xiao Huang excitedly rushed forward, bouncing wildly between Wen He and Cheng Yudie.
It jumped around while making "woo-woo~" sounds, wagging its tail rapidly.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Huang, I'm sorry to have worried you." Wen He squatted down and quickly comforted Xiao Huang.
"Silly child, how could we abandon you? You are our Little Yellow!" Cheng Yudie smiled and stroked Little Yellow's belly.
Little Huang was overjoyed.
He kept licking Wen He and Cheng Yudie's cheeks.
They got their faces covered in saliva.
"Hahaha, it's so itchy, Little Yellow, it's okay, it's okay..." Seeing Little Yellow so enthusiastic and lively, Cheng Yudie was also very happy.
“We bought you your favorite meat. Let’s go for a walk after we finish eating.” He shook the bag of meat.
"Woof! Woof!" Little Yellow responded enthusiastically.
"Come and eat, the food's getting cold," Gao Chongting said.
Under the warm yellow light, a large table of delicious dishes is emitting an enticing aroma.
Gao Chongting's cooking skills were also unexpectedly good, making the dishes look, smell, and taste delicious.
As someone who plans to return to my hometown to develop my career, I still need to have this skill.
Otherwise, in his remote hometown, he wouldn't be able to order takeout.
At the dinner table, the four of them chatted and laughed, having a very pleasant time.
"I've discovered that hobbies are the best teachers."
"Wen Ze is always glued to his phone, not playing games. Guess what he's doing?"
“He’s taking online classes, watching music tutorial videos on Douyin very attentively, and even taking notes of key points in a notebook.”
"When he gets tired of watching, he plays guitar and practices chords. He won't play a song if you ask him to, he just practices the basics."
"When I get tired of playing guitar, I practice pronunciation, singing skills, falsetto and stuff, but I don't really understand them anyway."
When talking about this, Gao Chongting's words were full of admiration.
It's amazing that a child of this age can resist the temptation of games and instead devote himself to studying music day and night.
"Wen Ze, let me see your fingers," Wen He said upon hearing this.
Wen Ze obediently showed his hands, and then he was shocked to find that three fingers on his left hand were covered with thick calluses, and the skin on two other fingers was also worn raw.
Although Wen He knew that it was normal for fingers to get blisters and calluses from practicing guitar.
However, Wen Ze's training intensity was clearly a bit excessive.
He remembered that it hadn't been long since Wen Ze started learning guitar, yet the calluses had already grown this thick.
This only happens when you start training before the new skin has grown out.
"You should get some rest," Wen He said.
"It's okay, bro, it doesn't hurt anymore," Wen Ze replied with a grin.
“It’s not about whether it hurts or not. At your age, you should be playing more. Once Uncle Gao wins the case and gets your guardianship rights, you can go to school, make some new friends, and socialize more.”
Wen He was worried that he might develop psychological problems from this.
After all, he doesn't have any peers around him to play with yet.
He didn't want Wen Ze to follow in his footsteps. He had never had many friends before, and he knew how lonely it was to be alone.
“Ah… but I don’t want to go to school, and I don’t want to make friends. I just want to learn music,” Wen Ze said.
"You're still young, you'll have plenty of time to learn later, there's no rush."
"Brother, but you don't have much time left..."
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent for a moment.
It was only then that Wen He realized why he had been studying music so hard.
Even though the injuries on her hands hadn't healed, she had to endure the pain and keep playing.
It's not that he doesn't want to go to school, play games, or make friends.
Rather, he didn't want to waste his time on those things.
Wenze is racing against time.
He wanted to grow up before Wen He left.
perhaps……
There must be a song he wants to dedicate to Wen He.
"Don't worry, I'll hear your song. Slow down, don't rush things." Wen He didn't want him to be too eager for quick results.
"Don't worry, bro, I've been working hard to improve my fundamentals, just like you said," Wen Ze said.
"That's good. I happen to have some free time these few days, so I'll check on how your training is going."
After dinner.
Wen Ze hummed a little tune as he cleared out the dishes and began washing them.
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