Chapter 322 (Updated 3222)
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Ye Qingxi pulled Mu Feng along and went to the restaurant with him.
He returned to his seat between Qin Cheng and Mu Shaowu, while Mu Feng, as usual, sat in the main seat.
Aunt Zhang had already brought all the dishes up.
As expected, many of them were foods that Mu Shaowu and Ye Qingxi liked to eat.
Ye Qingxi had been abroad for a few days and was really looking forward to eating Chinese food.
Looking at the table full of his favorite dishes, his stomach, which hadn't felt particularly hungry before, suddenly started to rumble with hunger.
Mu Feng picked up a shrimp ball that Ye Qingxi liked and placed it on his plate. Ye Qingxi looked up at him, smiled, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
As he was eating, he saw chicken wings, fish, and ribs fall into his bowl one by one.
Ye Qingxi looked up and saw Mu Shaowu, Mu Shaoyan, and Mu Shaoting constantly putting food on his plate.
"Here, eat more. You've worked hard these past few days, baby," Mu Shaoting said.
"That's right, it's only been a few days and we've already taken two flights. We're exhausted," Mu Shaoyan said.
Seeing this, Qin Cheng quickly picked up a piece of eggplant for Ye Qingxi and put it in his bowl.
Mu Shaoting chuckled, "Why are you taking one too?"
"That's right, you're a child, you don't need to."
As Mu Shaoyan spoke, he also put a piece of spare rib on his plate.
Mu Shaowu then put a chicken wing on Qin Cheng's plate.
Ye Qingxi picked up her chopsticks and placed a shrimp on Qin Cheng's plate. "Brother, you eat this."
Qin Cheng was caught off guard and had a bowl of food placed on his plate, making him feel a little embarrassed.
Mu Feng, however, looked at their harmonious and loving appearance with a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
He didn't say anything, letting his children and grandchildren pass the bat to each other.
After finishing his meal, Mu Shaoting curiously wanted to see Ye Qingxi's trophy.
Mu Shaowu opened his suitcase, took out both trophies, and placed them on the coffee table in the living room.
Mu Shaoting immediately picked it up and examined it carefully. "It's prettier than my previous trophy."
“That’s right.” Mu Shaoyan leaned closer. “After all, it’s an international film festival!”
After saying that, he picked one up and began to admire it.
"But why are both trophies still here? Didn't Director Feng want them?" Mu Shaoting asked, puzzled.
“He didn’t want it,” Mu Shaowu said. “He said he had one, so he gave this to me.”
"That's good too," Mu Shaoting said. "Perfect, one for you and one for Xiaoxi."
“I’ll give mine to Dad too,” Ye Qingxi said.
Mu Shaoting: ? ? ?
"Aren't you going to keep it for yourself?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "I don't need it."
He said, "I'm still a student."
Upon hearing this, Mu Feng instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, it seems his grandson still intends to finish his studies.
Mu Feng was afraid that if Ye Qingxi won this award, she would discover that she liked acting and want to win another award for him, so she would stop going to school and spend all her time on the film set.
Then he really should give his son a good talking-to!
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaoting asked enviously, "Then next time you win a trophy, could you give it to your aunt?"
"I'll give it to Grandpa next time," Ye Qingxi said.
"Then next time."
Mu Feng: ...How long will it take Ye Qingxi to film this?
He can't win an award every time he shoots!
"Okay," Ye Qingxi replied.
"Then give it to me the time after next," Mu Shaoyan said quickly.
Mu Feng said, "If you like it so much, why don't you win an award yourself?"
Mu Shaoyan retorted confidently, "Is it because I don't want to?"
Mu Feng: ...
"You have no shame."
Mu Shaoyan: "I have a clear understanding of myself, I don't aim too high, and I don't underestimate myself."
Mu Feng: ...
Mu Feng thought he should probably just not come back.
He thought it was good that he was at school, where he was encouraged by his ambitious and academically gifted friend to go to the library every day.
It's at least better than staying at home.
After showing off the trophy, Mu Shaowu put it away and returned it to the display shelf in his room.
This shelf has many trophies of different materials and styles.
Ye Qingxi had seen it before, and now she could still see the gold lettering on it.
"Most Popular Actor of the Year Award, Most Popular Male Actor of the Year Award..."
Mu Shaowu, feeling embarrassed, covered his eyes, saying, "None of them are any serious awards."
“That’s also an award for you, Dad.” Ye Qingxi removed his hand from his eyes. “It also shows how much everyone likes you, Dad.”
Mu Shaowu smiled and said, "These are just prizes for dividing up pork; they're nothing special."
But since it was his own path and the awards he had won, Mu Shaowu still cherished them deeply.
He placed the newly won Golden Phoenix trophy in the very center of the display stand, in the most conspicuous place.
If he ever wins such an individual award in the future, I'll place it next to Ye Qingxi's trophy, side by side with his.
“Dad, you can put your awards here next to your trophy.” Ye Qingxi pointed to the side of her trophy. “That way, we’ll be together again.”
Mu Shaowu was surprised that he had the same idea as him, and couldn't help but laugh.
"What if Dad doesn't win the award?" he teased him deliberately.
"Then I'll take it and give it to Dad," Ye Qingxi said sweetly. "Dad can give me anything he wants or wants to do, and then I'll give it to him."
"That's how Daddy came to be."
Mu Shaowu laughed again.
But as he smiled, his smile faded.
He recalled many parents he had met who, because they had unfulfilled dreams, hoped their children could achieve them and fulfill those dreams.
This seems to be the idea that children are the continuation of their parents' lives.
But Mu Shaowu did not think so.
He didn't want Ye Qingxi to think that way either.
Therefore, he said, "What Dad wants and what he wants to do, Dad will get and do himself. As for you, just do what you want to do and find what you want."
Mu Shaowu looked at Ye Qingxi and said, "If you want to win the award, it must be because you want it, not because your father wants it. That's what your father hopes for, do you understand?"
Children may be a continuation of their parents' lives, but more importantly, they are themselves.
They don't need to pay for their parents' unfulfilled wishes; they just need to live their own lives well.
Ye Qingxi looked at him, listened to his words, and slowly nodded.
"Then Dad, good luck!" he said.
Mu Shaowu hummed in agreement and then said, "Of course, if, like today, you win the trophy because you like it, and then give it to your father because you like him, then your father will be very happy too."
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "Okay."
Mu Shaowu patted his head and said, "When Dad gets his own award in the future, Dad will give it to you. It's the best, best, best actor in Dad's heart."
Ye Qingxi felt a little embarrassed by what he said, but her smile grew even brighter.
That's great, he's also the best actor in his father's heart.
Although Ye Qingxi knew about this as early as the day Mu Shaowu posted on Weibo, seeing and hearing are two different things.
He looked at me so tenderly, speaking those words softly.
Ye Qingxi felt that she could give him all the trophies.
"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep," he said.
"Okay." Mu Shaowu smiled at him. "I'm tired too, let's sleep together."
Ye Qingxi did not refuse and adjusted to the time difference with Mu Shaowu.
The next day, Ye Qingxi had just woken up when Grandpa Feng arrived with Aristotle and Feng Que.
He came specifically to celebrate Ye Qingxi winning the award.
Ye Qingxi looked at the two people and the dog, overjoyed.
"Thank you, Great-Grandpa." He accepted the gift from Grandpa Feng.
Grandpa Feng laughed and said, "There's nothing to thank me for. It's you who's amazing. Not only do you sing well, but you also act quite well. You're so young, and you've already won awards! I think you're better than your Uncle Feng. The younger generation is always surpassing the older one. You'll be the one to leave your Uncle Feng in the dust sooner or later!"
Phoenix Palace: ...
In his grandfather's eyes, he was probably already completely outmatched by Ye Qingxi!
Hearing what Old Master Feng said, Mu Shaowu couldn't help but laugh.
Ye Qingxi was both amused and exasperated, saying, "Uncle Feng is a director, and I'm an actress. We're not on the same track."
but……
Ye Qingxi looked at Feng Que. If given the chance, he would actually like to try being a director.
I wonder if he has any talent in this area.
"When he's a bit older, I'll ask Feng Que if he can teach him," Ye Qingxi thought to herself.
After the celebration, Grandpa Feng asked Mu Feng, "You said last time that you had found a suitable house?"
Mu Feng nodded, "Around here."
"Tell me in detail," Old Master Feng said, leaning closer.
At the same time, Mu Shaowu received a call from Zeng Chong.
"The person in charge of the Spring Festival Gala is looking for you," Zeng Chong said.
Mu Shaowu: ? ? ? What, are you making him go to the Spring Festival Gala again?
Just as he was about to refuse, he heard Zeng Chong say, "But this time we're not asking you to go to the Spring Festival Gala, we're asking you to go to your son."
"Xiao Xi?!" Mu Shaowu exclaimed in surprise, "They want Xiao Xi to go on the Spring Festival Gala?!"
"Yes, after all, the most anticipated event this year is the World Championship, and Xiao Xi was the most popular person at the opening ceremony of the World Championship, so it's normal to ask him for help."
Mu Shaowu: ...That's normal, it's just that his son is only seven years old!
That's amazing!
"Then I'll ask him," Mu Shaowu said helplessly.
Zeng Chong nodded, "As soon as possible, they're waiting for my reply."
"Know."
Mu Shaowu hung up the phone and couldn't help but sigh. His son was really busy. He had just returned from the Golden Phoenix Film Festival and had already received an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala.
They're almost busier than even a top celebrity like him!
Ye Qingxi was a little stunned when Mu Shaowu asked him if he wanted to go to the Spring Festival Gala.
Goodness, although he appeared on the Spring Festival Gala in his previous life, that was when he was sixteen. Now he's nine years earlier than in his previous life!
That's way too early!
However, Ye Qingxi still replied, "I'm not going."
"Not going?" Mu Shaowu looked at him. "Have you... thought it through?"
"I've made up my mind." Ye Qingxi nodded.
If he were to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, he would have to rehearse several times, which would be troublesome, not to mention that he wouldn't be able to stay at home on New Year's Eve.
If he's lucky and the show starts early, he can come back even earlier.
If he's unlucky and the show is late, then he won't be able to celebrate the New Year with his grandfather and the others!
Ye Qingxi doesn't want to.
It's not like he's never been on the Spring Festival Gala before.
Of course, being together as a family is more important than the Spring Festival Gala.
"If I go, I won't be able to have New Year's Eve dinner with everyone."
Mu Shaowu laughed, "Is that why you don't want to go?"
Ye Qingxi nodded.
"Dad, do you want me to go?"
"I'm fine with either way." Mu Shaowu looked at him. "If you're going, I'll go with you. If you're not going, then we'll spend the New Year at home."
“However…” Mu Shaowu looked at his son, “I didn’t go when the Spring Festival Gala invited me.”
"Why?" Ye Qingxi asked him.
"Of course it's because I also want to have New Year's Eve dinner with everyone~" Mu Shaowu winked at him.
Ye Qingxi laughed, "Then we're the same!"
“Or maybe we’re father and son~” Mu Shaowu looked at him and affectionately pinched his little face.
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