Chapter 24
What a big deal! The teacher on duty is so worried.
Not to mention that Wu Jie is the wife of the Xi family, but if the other two men are picked out, there will be a bloody storm on the Internet these days.
Twenty minutes later, a bunch of people were standing in the principal's office. The principal looked left and right, not knowing what sin he had committed to offend these big Buddhas as soon as he got to work.
Xiao Fusheng always remembered that he was Xiao Shu's current parent, and he was very confident: "Principal, if there is anything, you can tell me."
headmaster:"……"
The strange scene made him silent for a moment, and he continued to ask, "Excuse me, what should I ask?"
"For example, how did this little classmate bully my Xi Shu?"
Your family's seats are...
Wu Jie sneered: "Is there no one at home? You let a child come out to take the bullet?"
"Unfortunately." Kan Qi smiled lightly, "In my family, Fusheng really has the final say."
hey-hey.
Little Fusheng winked at his father, puffed out his chest and said, "Just look at her!"
At present, Xi Zhi's body is covered with bruises, but Xi Shu's face looks rosy and he even looks better than before. It doesn't seem like he was bullied.
The principal cast a suspicious look at Xi Shu.
"Grandpa Principal." Xiao Fusheng stepped forward and handed over the video he had taken at the school gate. "This is what happened today, the whole process."
He also told me about what happened last time at the film and television city.
The video footage from the school gate was clear, leaving Xi Zhi with no way to refute it. Furthermore, Xi Shu hadn't used any force at all, merely fighting back. However, the events of the previous few days were questionable. "So, you're saying that you single-handedly beat down several kids who bullied Xi Shu?"
"Yeah." Little Fusheng rolled up his sleeves. "Grandpa, if you don't believe me, I'll show you again."
Having already been "demonstrated" before, Xi Zhi quickly hugged his head and said, "No, no! She's the one who hit me."
Xiao Fusheng raised his chin: "Then tell me, why did I meet you in the film and television city, and why did I hit you?"
Xi Zhi was at a loss for words and stammered, "I, I..."
It takes a long time to get back to North City from the Film and Television City, and I wouldn't normally go there for fun. He was looking for trouble with Xi Shu under the pretext of going out for fun, so of course he couldn't answer.
It was Xi Shu who produced his work certificate.
For these underage extras, the procedures there are very complete.
"Aren't you a family?" the principal asked. "Why are you still working?"
Now it was Wu Jie's turn to panic. The moment Xi Shu looked over, she covered his mouth. "The child wants to experience life. Principal, I think this is just a misunderstanding. We should solve our family affairs ourselves."
"This is our family matter now." Xiao Fusheng snatched his brother from her.
Everyone watched as the child easily shook off an adult's hand, and now they had to believe that she was indeed quite capable.
"Auntie, you're not nice to my brother, so I will treat him well." Xiao Fusheng took a step forward and blocked his brother behind him. "The principal witnessed today. From now on, if my brother gets bullied at school, I will find this little fat boy and settle the score."
After he finished speaking, he extended his hand: "Also, compensation, the snack bag I gave to my brother."
"Just some snacks." Wu Jie didn't have any cash with her, but she had Xi Shu's contact information, so she quickly transferred some money. "Have fun with the kids, and come back when you've had enough."
She didn't expect that after arriving here, the two adults who claimed to be parents didn't say a word and let their own children fight.
She never expected that a five-year-old child could be so organized. In comparison, her Xi Zhi was less than ten years old. Except for being spoiled, her intelligence was not even comparable to Xi Shu's at other times, not to mention this little girl who spoke logically. After asking a question or two, Xi Zhi didn't know which lie to tell.
Thinking of this, Wu Jie wished she could bite her teeth to pieces.
It’s best to get out and never come back.
In this way, the Xi family will belong to her son from now on.
Just as she was about to take the child to class, Xiao Fusheng stood in front of them again: "You still need to apologize."
Wu Jie: "You..."
Don't push your luck.
"No way, big sister." Luo Yao leaned lazily against the wall. "Our children know to apologize when they do something wrong at the age of five. You have such a big family, but you don't have this little bit of manners? No wonder you learned to lead bullying from a young age."
Compared to Kan Qi who is not talkative, Luo Yao never stops talking.
The two men's gazes were fixed on him simultaneously. Even Wu Jie, who had always been around Xi Yuankai, felt a little frightened. She pressed her son's head in frustration and said, "Apologize to your brother."
"Why should I?" Xi Zhi was dissatisfied. "Mom, you said..."
Worried about what else he might say, Wu Jie interrupted him by yelling, "Apologize!"
Xi Zhi, feeling very aggrieved by his mother's yelling, could only pout and reluctantly say, "I'm sorry."
They were now completely embarrassed to stay here. Wu Jie dragged her son away, and when she saw that the people behind them hadn't caught up, she whispered a lecture, "How many times have I told you to consider the Xi family's reputation when you're out there? Don't be so impulsive. Would you have suffered such a huge loss if you had told me about going to the film city earlier?"
Xi Zhi was confused by what he heard.
Wu Jie felt tired and helpless: "Be more calm next time."
Thinking of what Xiao Fusheng said in the office, he added with a dark face: "Don't be so openly against Xi Shu."
"oh."
Why are other people’s children so mature, while my own are like idiots?
At this moment in the principal's office, the principal saw that he had done nothing and just served as a witness. Everything else was handled by the little girl. He asked curiously, "What's your name?"
"Floating life."
The principal, who didn't pay much attention to online hot topics, didn't understand the significance of these two words and asked again, "What grade and class are you in?"
Some children develop late, so it is normal for them to be shorter and thinner.
Xiao Fusheng said innocently: "I didn't go to school."
Not going to school?
He looks very smart and his thinking logic is very strong.
Kan Qi asked: "Do you want to come to school?"
Thinking of the bustling scene at the school gate, Xiao Fusheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't want to do that for now."
She still has to make money.
"Parent, this is where you're wrong," the principal disagreed. "Children should be sent to school when they're a certain grade. There's no such thing as asking whether they want to or not. We can't let our children lose at the starting line."
Luo Yao: "I see that the entry level here isn't very high. Anyone can get in."
“…”
Luo Yao, who seized the opportunity to show off his child, raised his eyebrows: "Besides, my child is only five years old, not yet in grade."
"I see," the principal said. "Then it would be a good idea to send her here when she's old enough."
"That's not necessarily true." Luo Yao seemed to be thinking, "When he's old enough, he might be sent directly to the junior class at Tsinghua University."
“???”
"I forgot to tell you." Luo Yao smiled slightly, "My child can easily pass the questions in the rocket class in her senior year. Now you know why we have to listen to her?"
“!!!”
Turns out to be a genius!
The principal looked at the child carefully again, but the little girl didn't care at all that such a small matter was brought up. What she cared about was that her brother Xiaoshu's snack bag was gone.
At this moment, Xiao Shu's brother still had to go back to the classroom for class. She pulled his hand up and patted it soothingly: "Don't be afraid, brother. There are still many more to come home. I'll give it to you when you come back from school, okay?"
Xi Shu smiled: "Yeah."
Xiao Fusheng picked up his brother's schoolbag and put it on his back, like an old mother who was reluctant to let go of her child: "I'll take you there."
Whatever the little fat boy has, his brother must have too.
"Dad, I'll be back soon."
"Um."
"Go ahead."
Watching the two children walk out hand in hand, the principal was stunned: "Are you really that confident in letting these two children go out on their own?"
"How should I put it," Luo Yao said, "the mother and child just got lost, but my children won't get lost either."
“…”
The principal was genuinely amazed, his eyes lighting up. "As for me, no matter how gifted a child is, we shouldn't deprive her of the opportunity to interact with her peers. Parents, please consider sending her to school once she's old enough to get familiar with the environment."
If the school really produces a genius among geniuses, it would be a great honor.
"It's up to her to choose." Kan Qi stood up, took out a pen and paper from Zaizai's small bag, wrote down his contact information and handed it over.
"It was inconvenient to talk about it just now." He said slowly, "I am Xi Shu's guardian in the near future. If anything happens, please contact me first, Principal. My name is Kan Qi."
The principal laughed and said, "I know. My wife used to watch your TV series all the time."
Kan Qi also smiled faintly: "I mean, he was isolated by the students."
The principal's expression changed slightly.
However, Kan Qi always kept his words to the point: "Please pay more attention, Principal."
Although he knew that Zizi was smart, he was still worried about her coming back alone, so he quickly went out with Luo Yao.
The two adults followed slowly behind the two children.
Luo Yao didn't quite understand: "Do you really want to raise Xi Shu? If he is really a child of the Xi family, there will be a lot of trouble."
People like them who rely on acquired efforts don't have those messy rules and social interactions, but the Xi family, which has been passed down for several generations, is different. If you raise someone else's child, you will get into trouble.
It can be seen from the social activities of some investors in the circle that rich people are all kinds of weird.
"Is that important?" Kan Qi asked, "To us."
Luo Yao was stunned.
Yes, even children with special identities like Zaizai stayed. What kind of splash can a child who is not valued by a wealthy family make?
He said, "That kid seems to have quite a lot of ulterior motives."
"It's normal." Kan Qi didn't care much, "but he's just a child."
He is still a poor, strong-willed child.
If it were other people of the same age, born in such a family and treated like this, they would have collapsed long ago, and who knows how timid they would become now.
But Xi Shu was different. Every time they met, he might be silent or pretend to be good, but Kan Qi had never seen cowardice in his eyes. At such a young age, he could think of going to the film and television city to make money and even make the decision to leave that home.
He is a person who will never admit defeat.
Children think they are hiding it well, but they are still children after all. What can’t they see?
"It's just an extra pair of chopsticks." Kan Qi said softly, "I'm happy with my life."
Zizi paid for the pair of "chopsticks" himself.
He glanced at Luo Yao and asked, "Did I kick you out?"
"Kan Qi, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Luo Yao said without a trace of guilt, "You just want to take my child away, so you let me stay here so easily."
Kan Qi remained noncommittal: "Thank you for your concern, Xi Shu."
Who's going to take care of that little brat?
In front, Xiao Fusheng had already taken his brother by the hand and sent him to the door of their class. It was just after class, and the group of children were a little confused, especially when they saw the pretty child at the school gate coming again. There were many faces pressed against the window.
"She's really Xi Shu's sister. They're holding hands."
"I want a beautiful sister like this too!"
Little Fusheng was not at all stage-shy and waved his hands to everyone: "Everyone, get along well with brother~"
Xi Shu turned his head slightly, and the child blinked at him.
This was the reason why she came here.
He bent his lip and patted her head gently: "Not leaving today?"
"Yeah." Xiao Fusheng nodded, "Tomorrow."
"Wait until I get back." Seeing the two adults following behind, Xi Shu turned her around and said, "Thank you."
After watching the child being taken away by the two uncles, Xi Shu walked into the classroom.
When he walked to his seat, the classmates who had been avoiding him all gathered around him, and many of them placed snacks and toy cards on his desk.
"Xi Shu, is your sister the one on TV?"
"Xi Shu, I'll give you all the snacks. Can your sister lend them to me for a day?"
"From now on, your sister is my sister!"
Xi Shu regained his original expression, pushed those things away, and said word by word: "She is mine."
It can only be mine.
-
On the same day, a netizen passing by posted the video outside Beicheng Elementary School.
: Look who I ran into on my last morning shift? This shot made being late worth it. [Picture][Picture][Video].
Although I didn't recognize the two men behind, I recognized my son.
[The real top streamer: Xiao Fusheng.]
[What are you doing? Are you sending my child to school? He's only five years old.]
【Watching the video, I was amazed by the skills of the baby. 】
The video was very noisy, but everyone could see that Xiao Fusheng grabbed a kid who was a size fatter than himself and knocked him down in just a few moves.
In the video, she looks very proud and is proud of herself for protecting her brother.
[Isn't this Beicheng Elementary School? They're only in their first grade and they're already engaging in this kind of bullying.]
[I think the mother of the child who was beaten is not a good person either. She is very mean.]
[I'm dying of laughter. Fusheng said I'm my brother's parent.]
[Kan Qi, Luo Yao: We are all parents.]
[No, no, no, family members, didn't you hear what the teacher said? The little brother and the one who bullied him are from the same family, but looking at this situation, it seems like it's his stepmother, tsk tsk tsk.]
[The surname is Xi. It's well known that those who can attend Beicheng Elementary School must be either wealthy or noble. How many people are there in the Beicheng Xi family? And they even remarried.]
[I know this. Xi Yuankai's original wife died five years ago, and he married a new one. I just haven't seen her. So this is it.]
[But this stepmother's child is about the same age as Xi Shu. If they are her biological children, that would be interesting.]
Xi Yuankai, who was far away in another country, only learned about this from his assistant the next day.
Originally, Wu Jie told him that Xi Shu ran away from home and went to live with a friend because of a temper tantrum, but the video clearly showed that no matter how well she disguised herself, the conflict between the two brothers was a foregone conclusion.
He immediately called back and asked, "What's going on? Can't you even do a small thing?"
"Don't be angry, husband," Wu Jie said in a soft voice. "The two kids had a little conflict, but it's nothing serious."
"No big deal?!" Xi Yuankai angrily said, "Look at what people say about me online. Didn't I tell you to stay out of the spotlight? Don't you know where Xi Zhi came from?"
Wu Jie's heart ached: "We've been married for so long, and I can't even send my own child to school? He's your child too."
In the past, Xi Yuankai would have been completely captivated by her gentleness and weakness, but now he had to protect his reputation: "Wu Jie, my image is the image of the company. Your life is given to you by me. Don't let your petty thoughts refute your future."
Wu Jie, whose thoughts were touched, was speechless.
She was indeed intentionally or unintentionally showing her identity as the mistress of the Xi family to outsiders. No one wants to be unable to leave the house for the rest of their life.
"We got our marriage certificate."
"Yes." Xi Yuankai said, "But you can't say Xi Zhi is my biological child now."
"Xi Yuankai!"
Xi Yuankai also lowered his voice: "Don't forget how we got the financing for our IPO."
Upon hearing this, Wu Jie couldn't get hard anymore.
When Xi Shu's mother passed away, all the property under her name became Xi Yuankai's, so he has been able to have smooth sailing for the past five years.
This is also the reason why Wu Jie hates Xi Shu.
Xi Shu is a man of deep thoughts and even more cruel than his mother. If he is allowed to grow up, and he finds out that everything his mother left for him was taken away by Xi Yuankai, the consequences will be unimaginable.
She cried and said, "You can't let us suffer injustice all the time."
"Don't worry, just wait a little longer." Xi Yuankai slapped him and then gave him a sweet treat, "I'll give you whatever you want."
"What about Xi Shu?"
Xi Yuankai has already obtained information about the family that adopted Xi Shu.
A little star whose career has hit rock bottom and who has no background is no threat to him at all. As for the little girl, she is only five years old after all.
Xi Shu probably wanted to play with her, so he was willing to stay there.
We can't force it now. Let the child do whatever he wants. It's actually better than keeping him at home. He also understands Wu Jie's character a little bit, so of course she won't treat Xi Shu as she appears to be.
It's just that Xi Shu looks like his mother. When the two families got married, Xi Yuankai had always been suppressed under the aura of his wife's indifference, so naturally he couldn't like this son.
Instead of letting the conflict escalate, it is better to wait for a while and he will give financial compensation.
When Xi Shu saw a large amount of money in his account, he knew what had happened without thinking. Xi Yuankai's message to him was to go home after playing with friends.
He deleted the chat history with a blank expression.
-
"First it was Kan Qi, then Luo Yao, and now it's Xi Shu?" Tian Zijin felt very uneasy as he looked at the rising luck of these people.
Kan Qi, who should have been dead long ago, is not only still alive, but Luo Yao, who was found dead at home due to alcohol poisoning, has also fled to North City. And Xi Shu, who suffered hardships since childhood and gradually developed a lot of illnesses so that he would not live long even if he gained power when he grew up, now has a rosy complexion.
Why on earth?
And they were all surrounding a kid named Fusheng.
"That kid really has no system?"
The protagonist's halo system explained again: "No system will be bound to a five-year-old child."
What can you expect that kid to do?
Do you expect her to film for Kan Qi? Or write songs for Luo Yao? Or fight for Xi Shu's family fortune?
It's ridiculous.
"No." Tian Zijin couldn't calm down at all after noticing that his luck was fading bit by bit. "I can't take the luck of these few people for now, what about the others?"
The system looked through the scenes of the supporting actors and said, "Xu Su hasn't filmed any works in the past two years, and she doesn't leave the house, so there's no way to meet her."
"Aren't there others?" Tian Zijin asked, "What about the one running around the world? After all, she has nothing to do with these people, right?"
System: "According to the plot development, she will not return to China for the time being and is still in Europe."
After hesitating for a moment, he added, "But with your current status, it's difficult to get close to her."
Originally, having absorbed the luck of other people, Tian Zijin's popularity should have continued to rise, even developing abroad, and then meeting that person abroad.
However, Kan Qi made a comeback, Luo Yao's plagiarism incident was exposed, and Xi Shu's conditions improved.
Now the luck that was sucked away has been reduced a lot, resulting in many resources still being on hold. Tian Zijin has been in dire straits these past two days.
The foreign man has a huge family, noble status, and unpredictable temper. How could Tian Zijin possibly meet him?
"Then what should I do?" Tian Zijin was very impatient. "Can I just sit there and wait for death?"
"I heard Kan Qi and Luo Yao are both in contact with some new resources." The system said, "If you take it too, at least your reputation will be raised, right? With Kan Qi's eye for script selection, as long as you get exposure in it, if your work wins an award, it's not impossible for you to get in touch with foreign resources."
He added, "Besides, they have many noble people around them. I can temporarily absorb some of their luck for you. Although I can't compare to them, I can at least save a little bit. You should fight for your luck."
What else could Tian Zijin do? This was the only way.
On the other side, Xiao Fusheng, who had a rare break from work, took a nap on the sofa.
The two adults sat on either side of her, ignoring each other. One was reading a script and the other was drinking, but everything was still quite harmonious.
Brother Hui pulled Luo Yao out to the small garden and lowered his voice: "I was confused. The child reminded me that we can send your phone out for repair."
In the past, if a mobile phone was broken, it was broken, not to mention that Luo Yao's was broken to pieces, so I never thought about repairing any chips.
In addition, Luo Yao later fell into self-degradation, and no one mentioned this matter again.
"Just find some connections." Brother Hui pondered, "I want to find a way to contact experts in this field."
Luo Yao climbed up from the bottom and doesn't like to cling to power. Apart from the people he is willing to make friends with, he has no other connections. He can only go around in circles and waste time.
But he was looking worried, while Luo Yao was swaying the wine in his glass and looked calm and composed: "She can."
"Brother, ancestor!" Brother Hui was heartbroken. "Don't let a little alcohol make you lose your mind. She is indeed smart, but what is going on?"
Luo Yao said disdainfully: "What do you know? That's my child."
"I'd be even more worried if it were your cub."
“…”
Even though it was a complaint, Brother Hui had worked with Luo Yao for so many years that he could understand his temper well.
As a teenager, Luo Yao was unruly and fearless. However, after entering the entertainment industry, he was worn out and lost his spirit, and he never recovered.
But I have only been in North City for a few days, and I feel like I have been cleansed inside and out.
In the past, drinking would make him feel depressed, but now, drinking actually has a sense of ease, which is very similar to... the feeling of being tipsy every time he created in the past.
Every time he wrote something after drinking, it would be eye-opening, and he was very proud of it.
"Yaozi." Hui Ge tried to ask, "Have you ever tried writing songs since you came to Beicheng?"
Luo Yao frowned instantly when his sore spot was touched. His purpose in coming to Beicheng was very "pure". He brought nothing with him and never thought about writing songs.
"I mean, you look pretty good now," Brother Hui said cautiously. "You look a bit like when I first met you. Do you want to try again?"
"What..." Luo Yao's impatience suddenly subsided, and the shaking of the wine glass also stopped.
Because he had never thought about this aspect, his mind had always been closed.
In good condition? His gaze gradually froze, and he gradually realized that his mood seemed to have been very stable recently, and he no longer had that feeling of being at the end of his rope.
Seeing his reaction, Brother Hui raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Luo Yao laughed and said, "Let's talk about it later."
"dad!!!"
Hearing the crying voice coming from the living room, Luo Yao's expression suddenly changed and he hurried in.
Little Fusheng, holding the doll, was still sitting in his original sleeping position, covered with a small blanket and with tearful eyes.
Kan Qi had already put down the script: "Are you having a nightmare?"
Xiao Fusheng nodded aggrievedly, then saw his little father running in.
Because she didn't have much knowledge about the outside world, she seldom dreamed, but after coming to this world, every dream she had was a bad dream.
Every time I dream that my father and others are dead.
This time it’s little daddy.
The room was dim and the floor was littered with paper crumpled garbage, scattered pens and empty wine bottles, and unfinished wine was flowing on the ground.
Although she was in a dream, she could still smell the lingering smell of alcohol that made her feel uneasy and stuffy.
The little dad sat on the middle chair with his head tilted back, holding an empty bottle with half of the wine left in one hand and a wine glass with the other hand pointing downwards.
He was so thin that it was alarming. He looked emaciated and had no energy at all.
Later, many people broke into the room. The moment the curtains were drawn, the light shone on his face, which was pale and even... lifeless.
Brother Hui covered his face and cried bitterly: "I just told him to drink less, how could this happen?"
"Brother, what should we do about the funeral? Brother Luo doesn't seem to have any relatives left."
What kind of funeral arrangements are there? Why do we need to arrange funeral arrangements for my little dad?
When Xiao Fusheng saw those people carrying his father away, he finally woke up.
"You're so scared?" Luo Yao approached. "What did you dream about?"
As soon as he approached, Xiao Fusheng smelled the suffocating smell in the room. Although it was very faint, she was very clear about it.
When I looked away, I saw the wine glass in my little dad's hand.
Xiao Fusheng jumped up almost instantly, and before anyone could react, he snatched the cup from his hand and threw it away.
The wine glass hit the floor with a cracking sound and the wine flowed out. Everyone was stunned. Even Kan Qi had never seen Zi Zi so angry.
[Zizi doesn't want his dad to drink anymore, or he'll die.]
[Favorability-1-1-1-1...]
"Stop, stop, stop!" Luo Yao was panicked by the speed at which his points were being deducted. "I don't want to drink anymore!"
Although I don’t know what happened, it’s definitely right to admit my mistake first.
After receiving the guarantee, Xiao Fusheng's emotions finally calmed down a little, and he sobbed in his father's arms.
While Luo Yao was confused, he suddenly thought of the system prompt just now.
Will drinking kill you?
He looked down at himself and found that he was in great shape.
"I'm in good shape," he explained, flexing his nearly vanishing biceps. "Look."
But Xiao Fusheng pulled his hand and said, "Daddy, be quiet."
Then he started to take Xiaodie's pulse.
Kan Qi glanced over with a playful look, which made Luo Yao a little nervous.
Don’t panic, you are very healthy. How can you be weak at the age of 23?
But the more Xiao Fusheng looked at him, the more silent he became, and his expression became more solemn.
"I'm not afraid of Chinese medicine practitioners smiling, I'm just afraid of them looking down on me." Luo Yao truly understood this saying. He asked weakly, "Baby, say something!"
Xiao Fusheng let go of his hand, frowning even deeper: "How long has Dad been drinking?"
"Ha." Brother Hui gloated, "He's been drinking ever since I met him, especially in the past two years. He's been drinking every day. There's no..."
Without saying anything, Luo Yao poked the wine glass.
"Little Daddy can't drink alcohol from now on." Xiao Fusheng withdrew his hand, "Uncle, please supervise him. I'll get him some medicine."
Brother Hui naturally wanted someone who could control Xiao Fusheng: "Okay, okay!"
Luo Yao refused to give in: "Son, Daddy won't have any creative inspiration if he doesn't drink!"
Xiao Fusheng was a little skeptical, but then she remembered that her father was always tipsy when he spoke to her. She thought for a moment, "Then you have to control your alcohol tolerance, Uncle Hui..."
"Don't worry, I will keep you informed!"
Although he was reluctant, Luo Yao knew that he drank alcohol in the past to escape reality. He didn't really care how much he drank. What's more, he really liked that Zizi cared about him.
He rubbed against it and said, "Baby, did you dream that I died from drinking?"
"Pah, pah, pah, Dad won't die!"
Kan Qi: "All?"
"How strange." Little Fusheng squeezed the doll in his arms, "Dad, the nightmares I had were all about you..."
Seeing her like this, Luo Yao understood about 70% of what was going on: "Could it be that you always dream about us dying?"
Zizi sat on the sofa with his head down in silence.
"I drank myself to death. What about your great-grandfather?"
Little Fusheng lowered his head even lower and pointed in the direction of the garden: "It fell in there."
Kan Qi was stunned.
In the past, he often sat on the balcony and stared at the devastation below. Perhaps the child was dreaming, but he did have such thoughts in the dead of night many times.
Fall down, fall down and it will be all over.
"So, you want to plant flowers for me?" he asked.
"Um……"
Kan Qi turned his head and looked at the garden. The flower was grown very well. Now that the weather was getting warmer, the buds of the flower were opening day by day and it was not far from blooming.
He suddenly smiled and said, "Next time, can you plant a full garden with Dad?"
Xiao Fusheng was immediately excited. She had always wanted to plant flowers in Kan Qi's father's garden, but she had always been too busy to have the chance. "Okay!"
But this made Luo Yao very dissatisfied: "Then what are you and Xiaodie doing?"
"I'm going to fix Daddy's phone!" Xiao Fusheng jumped down from the sofa after making sure everyone was fine. "It will be done in a moment!"
Only after she jumped up the stairs did Luo Yao breathe a sigh of relief and clean up the mess on the floor.
"Luo Yao." Kan Qi picked up the script again, but after flipping through a few pages, he suddenly asked, "What would your life be like if you hadn't met Fu Sheng?"
Luo Yao paused slightly.
Brother Hui jumped in again, "Isn't he just drinking at home every day? He refuses to listen to anyone's advice. He might actually be suffering from alcohol poisoning!"
"You borrowed your mouth and are you in a hurry to return it?" Luo Yao rolled his eyes at him, worried that Kan Qi would use this incident to deprive him of the opportunity to spend time with the child. He straightened up and said, "I wouldn't do that now!"
"Yeah." Kan Qi looked up from the script, looked at the garden and said softly, "Me too."
Luo Yao didn't understand.
Kan Qi: "If it weren't for her, I would really have died there."
Luo Yao's eyes widened slightly, and he threw the tools in his hand to Brother Hui. When Brother Hui had cleaned up all the glass debris and thrown it away, he strode up to Kan Qi and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I was wondering." Kan Qi looked back and raised his eyes, "Could her dream be a prophecy of our original life trajectory?"
This guess was so absurd that Luo Yao subconsciously wanted to deny it: "How is it possible..."
How is that impossible?
Otherwise why would she be here?
Luo Yao pulled his lip: "You don't mean to say that she showed up to prevent us from having that outcome, do you?"
Kan Qi smiled without saying anything, but his eyes were looking at the prescription the child had just written for him, the meaning was self-evident.
If not, how can we explain such changes?
The facts were before her eyes. Luo Yao grabbed a handful of hair in frustration and said, "I wasn't like that before."
Since he was able to make it through with his own strength, how could he end up in such a situation?
Hearing this, Kan Qi seemed to be thinking about something.
Indeed, he was not like that originally.
But why is this?
Because of this realization, the two of them were lost in thought for the entire afternoon, until Xiao Fusheng ran down from upstairs excitedly, holding his phone: "Daddy, I fixed it!"
Even more excited than Luo Yao was Brother Hui. He rushed in like a gust of wind: "Fixed? Fixed right away?! Is this true?"
"Of course it's real." At this time, the phone looked like a brand new one, and the screen had been replaced. Xiao Fusheng handed it to his father and said, "Here you go!"
"Let me see..."
Brother Hui's hand was half extended when Luo Yao slapped it back: "Is it yours? Just look at it."
"Why, do you have something shameful inside?"
Of course not, but Luo Yao didn't want others to know about the existence of that game.
He took the phone to the other side, and Xiao Fusheng came over: "Daddy, check what's wrong."
The batteries are fully charged.
Luo Yao unlocked the app and immediately saw the cub-raising game inside, which he had placed on the first page.
He clicked on it subconsciously.
But no matter how he clicked, the game wouldn't open.
Yes, since the company has gone bankrupt and updates have stopped, of course the games cannot be opened.
He had no choice but to check the photos in the album first. The creator likes to record the details and inspirations in life, so he would take screenshots of many conversations with Zaizai, and each screenshot would have the time on it.
Sure enough, I found the conversation between myself and Xiao Fusheng in a picture from five years ago.
Looking at Xiaodie's series of actions, Xiao Fusheng immediately understood: "Did Xiaodie always talk to me like this before?"
Luo Yao, who was caught off guard, panicked: "No, kid, you are more than..."
"I understand." Xiao Fusheng didn't care at all, "I'm very smart!"
She was indeed curious about why she was different from other children, why so many parents didn't tell her, and why she hadn't seen the outside world.
Besides, the kids here are all stupid, and she seems out of place.
The kids here have to go to school to learn things, but she doesn’t. All the knowledge will flow into her mind through the system.
It turns out that it’s because I’m a character in a game.
Not only was she not disappointed, she was also very grateful. She was grateful that no matter which father it was, he treated her as a real child and gave her so many good things.
And now she understands that it’s not that her parents don’t want her anymore, but that the game can’t be opened!
Humph, she must make this game again!
This way you can find other parents!
She said solemnly: "Little Dad, I will not abandon you."
"What are you guys whispering about?" Brother Hui was getting anxious. "Have you found any evidence?"
"Found it." Luo Yao processed the picture, leaving only the relevant chat records and time of the conversation with Zaizai, and mosaiced the rest.
No one must know that this is a cub-raising game.
"Fuck..." Brother Hui was stunned when he saw the chat screenshots. "So when you can't even walk on the Little Floating Life Road, I'm already teaching you how to write songs?"
According to the timeline, this is indeed the case!
Little Fusheng grumbled, "Fusheng is a genius."
"Don't tell me you want to be her father." Brother Hui hugged Xiao Fusheng excitedly, "If it were me, I would be her son."
“…”
With evidence, it couldn't be easier to clarify.
Soon, Brother Hui used Luo Yao's Weibo account to post his first version without the lyrics of "Fusheng", and released the chat records between Xiao Fusheng and Luo Yao, as well as the time when Luo Yao's document was created.
This way, everything is set in stone.
After a year and a half, Luo Yao updated his Weibo again, and it was to respond to the plagiarism issue.
Both Tian Zijin and his fans were shocked.
After reading the whole story, Luo Yao changed the arrangement for those two lines. Before the change, I was almost depressed when listening to it, but after the change, I felt like I was emerging from a cocoon.
[My whole family was shocked. The style is completely different after the change.]
When Tian Zijin released his song, he said it was a flash of inspiration and gave time for creation. This is obviously much later than Luo Yao's, and there is no creative process yet. Luo Yao wins this time.
[This song is Luo Yao's?! How much benefit did Tian Zijin get from this song?! How can our Luo Yao still be like this after all these years!]
[Wasn't it Tian Zijin who bought the press release saying our Luo Yao got drunk and hit someone?! You've been doing petty thefts yourself, yet you've been hiring trolls to discredit him for so many years?]
If I were Luo Yao, I would go crazy.
"No, but if there was evidence, why are you releasing it now?! What were you doing before?"
Didn't you see what I said? It was only after the phone was repaired that I got the original data.
[Tian Zijin, don't be a coward! Don't you know how popular this song is? The copyright for a single cover costs millions.]
[My focus isn't quite right. When Xiao Fusheng said on the show that Luo Yao wrote this song, no one believed her. At the time, she was only about a year old, right? She said she wrote two lines of the lyrics herself?]
[So, the person in this chat record, couldn't it be Xiao Fusheng? ]
[So you're saying that Xiao Fusheng started writing songs for Luo Yao when he was less than a year old?]
[… Considering she could answer high school exam questions at the age of five, and was proficient in Traditional Chinese Medicine, it seems not impossible?]
【Don’t tell me it’s bound to the system, hahaha. 】
The plagiarism incident has caused a lot of uproar on the Internet. Luo Yao's fans, who have been bullied by Tian Zijin's fans for so many years, can finally hold their heads high.
At the ski resort, Xie Yun sat in the rest area, tablet, laptop, and phone all in one place, his headphones blasting Luo Yao's version of the song. He was driven mad by the deep, melodious sound: "I'm staying up late tonight to fight you all for plagiarism!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone slowly walking towards him from a distance. The person was wearing a ski suit and took off his goggles as he walked. His light blue pupils were smiling lightly, with a bit of nonchalant casualness.
Xie Yun asked in a low voice: "Boss Sheng, did I disturb you?"
Sheng Ning stood in front of her, his tone calm: "Yeah."
"My idol was bullied." Xie Yun immediately explained, "I was arguing with the opponent."
Sheng Ning didn't understand the enthusiasm of these fans and just nodded lightly.
She just raised her hand casually, and someone immediately came up to help her take off her equipment and brought her her favorite snacks and tea.
There was no one else in the huge ski resort, but she seemed unable to feel the loneliness, so she felt that Xie Yun's abrupt voice was noisy.
This is Sheng Ning's unique world, and the huge ski resort is just her private playground beneath her mansion.
Seeing this, Xie Yun didn't dare to say anything anymore. He quietly packed up his notebook and prepared to go to another place to argue.
There was too much equipment and the phone fell off the computer.
Sheng Ning lowered his eyes and picked it up for her casually, his gaze casually sweeping across the screen.
A familiar dialog box comes into view.
His eyes paused slightly.
"What is this?" she asked.
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