Going home for the New Year
Shen Xiu: “…I’m sorry.”
Chen Xiu once practiced smiling in front of a mirror. He knew that his smile was stiff and ugly, and he felt uncomfortable looking at himself, but he didn't know that his smile could actually be scary.
Apart from sorry, Shen Xiu didn't know what else he could say. After all... he really didn't know how to change it!
When Mu Zhenchu heard Shen Xiu's apology, he hurriedly explained: "Captain Xiu, I didn't mean to say that your smile was not good. This is not your problem, but my own problem."
Song Chengwang withdrew his gaze from the extras and continued Mu Zhenchu's words: "It should be because you don't smile often, Captain Xiu. Everyone is a little uncomfortable seeing you smile in a trance."
Jiang Yanxi: “…”
Song Chengwang knows how to make up for it.
Shen Xiu understood very well: “It’s okay, I don’t mind.”
Asking him to laugh more or something, he just can't do it!
After Xuan Yushu and the extras emphasized and got assurances, they returned to their seats and said loudly with the loudspeaker, "Okay, let's start from the scene that was interrupted just now. I hope we can get it right in one go. It's cold outside, so everyone can go in earlier."
Xuan Yushu knew that Shen Xiu could do it, but after saying this to the extras, he still asked Shen Xiu: "Shen Xiu, start from where you left off just now, are you okay?"
Shen Xiu nodded: "No problem."
If the filming was finished sooner, he could also let everyone forget the scene of his scary smile sooner.
"Action!"
When Father Han heard what Han Fei said, he was stunned for a moment, tilted his head, and his eyes fell on Han Fei from the flying snow: "What are you talking about..."
The smile on Han Fei's face disappeared in an instant, returning to his original expressionless look. He looked at Han's father coldly and interrupted him. However, his words were not addressed to Han's father, but to Xie Yi beside him.
"Xie Yi, please ask my dear brother to come down."
"Okay, Mr. Han." Xie Yi responded with a smile and walked towards the only car that was not opened.
Xie Yi opened the car door: "Second Master, come down."
Han Zheng got out of the car tremblingly. No one held an umbrella for him. Snowflakes fell on him, making his already pale face even paler.
Seeing Han Zheng, Han's father's face turned pale: "Zheng'er you..."
Han Zheng didn't dare to look at his father, and subconsciously looked at Han Fei with a timid expression.
Father Han's gaze followed Han Zheng and fell on Han Fei.
Han Fei didn't look at the two of them. He stretched out his long legs in the snow and walked straight inside.
The guests following behind Han's father saw this and subconsciously moved aside.
Xie Yi walked in front of Han Fei, while Yi Chen and Ba walked behind Han Fei. Behind them were a large number of bodyguards in black.
The guests looked at Han's father and Han Zheng in the snow, and finally looked at Han Fei and his group who walked into the banquet hall arrogantly.
"Dad." After Han Fei left, Han Zheng walked towards his father fearfully and reached out to hold his father's hand tightly.
"Don't be afraid, Zheng'er, daddy is here, everything will be fine."
Father Han patted Han Zheng's shoulder comfortingly, looked at the guests who didn't dare to go in or leave, and forced a stiff smile on his face: "I'm sorry, Xiao Fei didn't say he would be back today. Everyone, let's go in."
"Boss Han, look at what you are saying, haha..."
"Haha, yeah."
The guests exchanged a few words with Han's father, and looking at the bodyguards guarding both sides of the gate, they had to follow Han's father and Han Zheng in.
After entering the room, Xie Yi helped Han Fei take off his outer coat and put it on his arm.
When the guests in the banquet hall saw Han Fei coming in, the timid ones dropped their red wine glasses to the ground and stood there trembling, not daring to look at the expressions of Han Fei and his group.
Han Fei glanced at the whole audience, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and murmured to himself: "Not bad."
After he finished speaking, Han Fei looked at the guests. Seeing the fear on their faces, he smiled and said in a low, cold voice with a commanding tone, "Why are you all looking at me? Continue."
The guests present looked at each other in bewilderment. In front of Han Fei, who was moody and changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book, they gritted their teeth and continued with their previous actions.
The sound of the piano rang out again, and the guests, dressed in gorgeous clothes and expensive costumes, chatted, drank, and danced, looking no different from before.
But if you look closely, you can easily find that everyone's faces are much paler than before.
Han Fei looked around the room and found the best seat to sit down.
Han Fei, who was sitting down, looked at Han Zheng who came in with Han's father. When Han Zheng met Han Fei's gaze, he shrank back and hid in Han's father's arms.
"Heh." Han Fei chuckled and tapped his casually crossed knees with the index finger of his right hand, which was wearing a black ring. Yi Chen immediately handed him the red wine.
Han Fei didn't even look at Yi Chen. He picked up the red wine, stared straight at Han Zheng, but raised his glass to Han's father.
After appreciating the fear in Han Zheng's eyes, Han Fei took a sip in a very good mood.
Seeing Han Fei's actions, Han Zheng swallowed and looked up at his father: "Dad, I, I'm a little cold, I want to drink something to warm me up."
Father Han didn't know what Han Fei was up to, coming back with such fanfare, but this kind of situation had happened before. Although Father Han was unhappy, he didn't take it to heart, and smiled gently at his beloved son: "Okay, go ahead, there's red wine soup over there."
After Han Zheng left, Han's father called the housekeeper and whispered, "Go check where the lady went?"
Han Zheng and Han Fei were together, but there was no movement from his wife, and Han's father was worried.
As soon as the housekeeper left, Han Zheng walked up to Han's father with a double cup of red wine soup: "Dad, I got you a glass too."
"Are you scared?" Han's father touched Han Zheng's hair with heartache. He took the red wine soup in the transparent glass from Han Zheng's hand and drank it all in one gulp.
Seeing that Han's father had finished drinking, Han Zheng immediately looked at Han Fei who was sitting on the sofa and opened his mouth: "Brother..."
“Ahem…”
Clang...
The red wine glass in Han's father's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Han Zheng had just called out the word "brother" when he heard his father coughing violently beside him, and the bright red donated blood was coughed onto the back of Han Zheng's pale hand.
Han Zheng was stunned for a moment and looked down at his hands.
"ah......"
"Boss Han!!!"
"Someone, call an ambulance!"
When Han Zheng saw the blood splattering and dripping down the back of his hand, he heard the guests' shouts of panic or shock.
Han Zheng looked back belatedly and saw his father staring at him with his eyes wide open and blood all over his mouth and nose. Seeing this horrific scene, Han Zheng stumbled back a few steps, tripped and sat on the ground, holding his head with both hands and screaming in fear: "Ah!"
Mr. Han, who hosted the banquet, died suddenly in front of the guests. The banquet hall was instantly in chaos. Some people wanted to leave, but found that the door of the banquet hall had been closed at some point. Bodyguards in black were guarding the exit, and no one dared to force their way in.
The guests gathered in groups of three or four, looking at Han Fei in panic, who had been sitting calmly and leisurely on the sofa since the incident.
When the guests saw Han Fei take off the Buddhist beads from his wrist at some point, hang them on the four fingers of his left hand starting with the index finger, and pinch the beads one by one with his slender knuckles, the strings in their hearts tightened even more.
Guests: “…”
madman!
The housekeeper supported Han's father's body, tremblingly moved his hand away from Han's bleeding nostrils, and muttered to himself: "No, no breathing..."
Having seen enough, Han Fei gracefully put the Buddhist beads back on his wrist, stood up from the black single sofa, and glanced at the flustered guests: "Everyone, please be patient."
After he finished speaking, Han Fei's eyes finally fell on his father, who was bleeding from all seven orifices. He smiled and said, "Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my father's funeral. As the eldest son, I, Han Fei, feel deeply honored."
Guests: “…”
Faced with a calm and mad lunatic, they dared not refute anything.
Zhou Yanlin and his group came back from the bathroom and just appeared at the corner of the second floor downstairs when they happened to hear Han Fei's words.
Hearing this, several people's eyes fell on Han's father who died suddenly.
Seeing the familiar figure, Zhou Yanlin's expression changed: "......"
"Damn, this guy is crazy..." Before Zhong Cheng'an could finish his words, Zhou Yanlin covered his mouth without hesitation.
Hearing the noise on the stairs, Han Fei turned sideways, raised his eyes with cold eyebrows, and looked at Zhou Yanlin's familiar face. His brows were slightly furrowed and his eyes narrowed under the lenses.
When Yi Chen and Ba Ze saw Zhou Yanlin, they first looked at Han Fei nervously, and then looked at each other with nervous expressions.
Zhong Cheng'an had his mouth covered by Zhou Yanlin. He wanted to struggle at first, but when he saw Han Fei looking at Zhou Yanlin, he immediately shut up.
“Crack!”
Following Xuan Yushu's order, the final shot freezes on the scene of Han Fei downstairs and Zhou Yanlin upstairs in silent confrontation.
Hearing Xuan Yushu's voice, Shen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Shen Xiu is not nearsighted, and he never wore glasses before. He is not used to wearing glasses and always feels awkward. While no one is paying attention to him, Shen Xiu raised his hand and quickly took off the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
Ask Jiang Yanxi: "Yanxi, where is the glasses case?"
Afraid that the props would be damaged, Shen Xiu thought it would be safest to put them in a box.
"Ah? Oh..." Jiang Yanxi was still immersed in the play 'controlled' by Han Fei. When the director shouted "cut", he didn't quite recover. When he heard Shen Xiu calling his name, his brain froze for two seconds before he reacted and handed the glasses case to Shen Xiu.
"Thank you." Shen Xiu took the glasses case, put the glasses in it carefully, and closed the lid before feeling relieved.
Jiang Yanxi looked at Shen Xiu's slow and graceful movements: "......"
The sound of "Yan Xi" made Jiang Yanxi realize that Chen Xiu was out of character for a second when the director called out "cut", but just now Chen Xiu did the simple action of putting his glasses away so elegantly that it was pleasing to the eye, and made Jiang Yanxi feel as if he was still living the extravagant life of the rich in the play.
In short, it is fragmented and magical.
After Jiang Yanxi finished thinking, his eyes fell on everyone except Shen Xiu, and seeing that everyone had almost the same reaction as him, he felt balanced immediately.
Luckily, he wasn’t the only one who couldn’t get out of the drama!
Makeup artists came forward one after another to touch up the actors whose makeup had come off.
"Prepare the scenery for the next scene!"
Xuan Yushu was watching the playback while waiting for the next scene to be set up. Shi Yu did not leave, but followed Xuan Yushu. While watching the playback with Xuan Yushu, he muttered to himself: "Chen Xiu's acting is amazing. He switches in and out of the scene so smoothly, in just a second. That's not all. His ability to control the scene is really amazing. When he stands there, the world described in "The Storm" instantly stands up."
"You just discovered it?" Xuan Yushu said faintly, "I knew it the first time I saw Chen Xiu."
No matter where they are or what kind of environment, the moment they see Shen Xiu, everyone's eyes will involuntarily focus on Shen Xiu, but they dare not look at Shen Xiu directly, they can only look at him secretly, which is attractive and intimidating at the same time.
Shang Yu, Ning Sinian, Xiang Yueting and others were putting on makeup upstairs.
After the makeup artist left and only the friends were left at the scene, Ning Sinian said, "I really want to know how Captain Xiu was trained to have this kind of temperament. It's amazing. Han Fei's character is so solid. I am even more curious about Captain Xiu's parents."
Xia Wenhao whispered, "Team Xiu never mentioned his family to us, nor did he ask about our families. It's better not to ask. Everyone has their own secrets."
Shang Yu retracted his gaze from downstairs: "I agree."
The scene for the next scene was set up, and the few people had no time to chat anymore and started filming again.
After several days of intense filming, just two days before the New Year, the crew finally completed the filming and officially announced the New Year holiday.
Each of the nine members of The Galaxy wanted to go to a different place, and the other people in the crew also wanted to go to different places. Therefore, after the crew reimbursed the plane tickets, the crew of "The Storm" flew away on the day when the filming at Birson Manor was finished.
Shen Xiu left the hotel, dragging two suitcases, wearing a mask, and took the hotel's shuttle bus to the airport.
At eight o'clock the next morning, the plane that Shen Xiu was on landed.
After queuing up to pick up his luggage, Shen Xiu came out of the airport wearing a mask.
The airport was some distance away from Yulin Banxia where Chen Xiu lived. It was not convenient to take the bus with two oversized suitcases, so Chen Xiu planned to take a taxi home outside the airport.
After leaving the airport, Chen Xiu was too embarrassed to raise his hand to hail a taxi, fearing that he would need to tell the address himself later, so he took out his mobile phone and planned to enter the arrival address on the taxi app without having to speak out himself.
Shen Xiu just took out his phone, and a taxi appeared in front of him. The front window opened and a head popped out: "Sir, do you need a taxi?"
Shen Xiu, whose brain was a little confused by all this sudden happening, opened his mouth subconsciously: "... Need, need."
After finishing his words, Shen Xiu found that he couldn't control his stuttering and he tightened his grip on the handle of the suitcase in embarrassment.
The cold wind blew on his body, and Shen Xiu was very grateful at this moment. Fortunately, he habitually wore a mask when going out, and fortunately it was winter, so his face was frozen and could not turn red.
While Shen Xiu was feeling frustrated, the driver quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the trunk: "I'll get it for you!"
"......good."
The driver was very enthusiastic. Together with Shen Xiu, they each put a suitcase into the trunk.
After the driver finished playing, his eyes fell on Shen Xiu: "It's cold outside, come in quickly."
"Yeah." Chen Xiu was not used to enthusiasm and did not dare to sit in the passenger seat, fearing that the driver would enthusiastically open the passenger door for him. Without hesitation for a second, he walked to the back seat, opened the door and sat in.
After closing the car door and sitting in the back seat, Shen Xiu's pounding heart slowly calmed down.
Bang!
The driver closed the door, and the next second, a passionate voice penetrated into Shen Xiu's ears: "Where are you going?"
Chen Xiu's hand holding the phone trembled for a moment, and he secretly lowered his eyes to look at his fingerprint-unlocked phone, clicked on the memo, and read out the address written on it in a stiff mind: "Zhongtian Century Yulin Banxia Gate 2."
After reading it, Shen Xiu added belatedly: "Thank you."
"Okay!"
The driver entered the address and in less than five seconds the taxi started and left the location.
The car drove steadily for a minute before Shen Xiu realized it belatedly and turned off his phone screen. His heart, which had been beating fast, finally settled down.
Luckily...he only lost face once this year, and it was while wearing a mask!
The driver was peeking at Chen Xiu through the rearview mirror, thinking of Chen Xiu's actions just now, and thought that what the netizens said was indeed true. This man named Chen Xiu really had many houses, so many properties that he had to look at the address on his mobile phone to remember where to go.
An hour later, the taxi stopped in front of Yulin Banxia.
When Chen Xiu was still five minutes away from the entrance of Yulin Banxia, he opened the code scanning interface, scanned the QR code handed over by the driver, and asked in a stiff voice: "How much?"
Driver: “36 in total.”
Shen Xiu entered the numbers and confirmed twice that he had entered them correctly before entering the password to confirm.
"Thank you, I'll pass it on."
"You're welcome."
Hearing the driver's voice, Chen Xiu opened the door and got out. As soon as the door was opened, he heard the driver suddenly say, "Well, can you give me an autograph?"
The driver hesitated for a long time along the way, and when he saw Shen Xiu was about to leave, he mustered up the courage to make a request to Shen Xiu, who was emitting a chill.
Thanks to his daughter, when Shen Xiu just came out of the airport and walked out, the driver recognized him as the star that his daughter used as her laptop screensaver.
He relied on his thick skin to solicit customers. He thought that according to what he had searched on the Internet, with Shen Xiu's family background, there should be a special driver to pick him up. Unexpectedly, he succeeded and Shen Xiu really got into his car.
Hearing that someone wanted his autograph, Shen Xiu was stunned for a moment.
The driver saw that Chen Xiu didn't say anything, and looked at Chen Xiu's coldness that couldn't be concealed even with a mask, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, if I disturb you, I..."
Shen Xiu recovered and said quickly, “Okay.”
"Ah? Really?!" The driver's nervous expression disappeared, and he excitedly took out the notebook and black pen he had prepared long ago: "Um... can you write a to sign?"
Shen Xiu: “?”
What is a to-signature?
For a moment, Shen Xiu, who had just taken the pen, was at a loss.
Seeing that Shen Xiu didn’t move, the driver thought that Shen Xiu was hesitating about what to write, so he simply plucked up the courage and said, “Can you write that Yingying will always be happy?”
Shen Xiu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: “Okay!”
At this moment, Shen Xiu finally realized that the middle-aged man in front of him wanted an autograph for his daughter.
In the closed carriage, living in a room with strangers, Shen Xiu had difficulty breathing with a mask on. He lowered his head to control his trembling hands and quickly finished writing.
Shen Xiu nervously handed the written paper to the man: "Is this okay?"
Hearing Shen Xiu's cold voice coming from the mask, the driver nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, thank you very much!"
"You're welcome."
Chen Xiu returned the paper and pen to the driver, opened the car door, and took out his luggage from the trunk with the driver. He said goodbye to the driver again, and dragged a suitcase in one hand, and under the driver's gaze, he quickly walked into Yulin Banxia as if escaping.
The driver watched Shen Xiu's back disappear before he opened the car door and got in. He happily took a photo and sent it to his daughter.
When Shao Ying saw the photos sent by her father, she was so excited that she frantically sent voice messages on the chat interface.
After sending the voice message, Shao Ying couldn't control herself and posted the saved signature picture on her social account.
@莹莹吃不胖: I love the signature of Xiu Da Lao, my dad is so awesome!
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Shao Ying is a well-known "scissor-hand lady" in the circle. She has been editing Shen Xiu's videos since Shen Xiu was in the boy group audition, attracting the attention of countless Xiu scholars. Once Shen Xiu's signature is released, the number of comments increases rapidly.
——Xiu Bao is back? !
——Why is there no news at all! Damn it, it’s so damn damn, I really want to go to the airport to pick him up!
——I’m tired of seeing so many celebrities who have countless hot searches and people waiting to pick them up whenever they appear at the airport. But now I see that Xiu Bao has never been picked up at the airport. I’m so unhappy. I also want to pick Xiu Bao up!
——Are you spending the New Year here, Xiubao? Not with mom and dad?
——
At the same time, Qin Mo looked at the numbers in the bank and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. Just as he expected, his year-end bonus this year was very generous.
But...isn't it too generous? !
Looking at the numbers in the bank, Qin Mo couldn't quite believe his eyes.
Qin Mo, who couldn't quite figure it out, decided to call Shen Xiu.
Shen Xiu had just walked downstairs to the building where he lived, but before he could even go in, his cell phone started vibrating.
Shen Xiu had no choice but to put down a suitcase and take out his cell phone from his pocket.
Seeing the words 'Qin Mo' on the phone, Shen Xiu's scalp tingled.
He didn't really want to answer the call, but Shen Xiu didn't have the courage to hang up on others.
Chen Xiu stared at the phone for a few seconds, thinking that if he waited a little longer, Qin Mo might hang up in five seconds.
However...a minute passed and the call was still not hung up.
Shen Xiu: “…”
Shen Xiu had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer the call: "Hello, Mr. Qin?"
After the stiff voice called out, Shen Xiu didn't know what to say and waited quietly for the other party's reply.
The call was finally connected, and Qin Mo first greeted him with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Shen, this is the case. I would like to ask, is my year-end bonus... really okay?"
good evening!
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