Chapter 12 You smell good...
Bai You was so shocked by Meng Qingyan's words that he remained silent for a long time before he finally realized that a few words in the words were particularly glaring.
You opened my mouth...
By you? Eat meat?
He knows every word, but every word is a little difficult for him to understand.
Who is the one who is giving whom the meat? Hey!
Moreover, Meng Qingyan has just started eating meat?
Bai You said that he believed that Meng Qingyan was really joking.
Bai You replied angrily.
【BY: You are an adult now, please solve your own problems. Do you still need your dad to give you toys? 】
[MY: It doesn’t matter if it’s the next generation, but isn’t it too early for a three-year-old to be a father? Is Teacher Bai so open-minded? 】
【MY: In that case, why not consider giving it a try? After all, how can toys have the warmth of human beings? 】
Tit for tat.
It's like a contest, and Bai You can't afford to retreat easily.
Holding the phone in his hand, Bai You pondered for a moment and replied word by word.
【BY: If Mr. Meng can humble himself and serve me, it is not completely out of the question. 】
This is already considered very rude, right?
Bai You thought.
Not to mention a young man like Meng Qingyan who is in a high position and has been admired by everyone since childhood, even an ordinary person with a strong self-esteem would probably explode, right?
Bai You checked it twice with satisfaction and clicked send.
However, Meng Qingyan responded extremely quickly, so quickly that it seemed like he didn't need to be surprised or struggle, or even weigh the pros and cons.
【MY: If the target is Mr. Bai, I have no problem with that. 】
Bai You: “…”
Bai You turned off his phone and stopped replying for the time being.
At the same time, in the opposite carriage, Meng Qingyan was much calmer.
A smile played on the corner of his lips, and he bent his long fingers and tapped them casually on the armrest.
When Han Yang heard the noise, he couldn't help but turn slightly to look at his phone screen.
However, as soon as the line of sight passed, the screen went black.
"Could it be news about Bai You?" Han Yang was dreaming, "Is he thanking me?"
"No, no one paid any attention to you." Meng Qingyan said ruthlessly, "Even if they paid attention to you, they wouldn't be the truth to you."
This was a bit difficult to understand, but Han Yang understood it as soon as he heard it.
"Tsk~" he protested, "I really don't understand why my mom praises you every day."
Meng Qingyan has been "the other people's child" since he was young, and has hurt the hearts of many other children.
Han Yang is one of them.
Thinking of this, Han Yang suddenly had an idea in his mind.
Because of this, even though he is related to Meng Qingyan by blood, he has never been able to like Meng Qingyan since childhood.
What about Bai You?
Bai You had been scolded so much before, and was even positioned as the "Meng Qingyan's chosen control group" by some unethical netizens.
Becoming Meng Qingyan's chosen control group...
It's simply suffocating just to think about it.
It's impossible for any normal person to be completely free of rebellious psychology, right?
Will Bai You like his brother?
impossible.
Absolutely not.
Han Yang looked at his brother's three-dimensional and profound profile, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should feel more distressed or more gloating.
"Is there a bloody wound on my face?" Meng Qingyan said coldly, becoming annoyed by his gaze.
Han Yang decided that it would be better to gloat over other people's misfortunes.
He looked away obediently, forced himself to doze off with a lot on his mind.
Two minutes passed and Bai You did not reply to the message.
Meng Qingyan lowered his head and typed again.
"Teacher Bai," the front desk lady was handing two bottles of donkey-hide gelatin to Bai You. Seeing Bai You lower his head to read the instruction manual in the bag, she couldn't help but remind him kindly, "I don't know if the food sent in from outside is safe."
"There shouldn't be any problem with him being a fan," the front office manager came out of the lounge while talking. "I remember this kid came here when I was still standing in your position. The security guard wouldn't let him in, but he even took out his ID card and said his parents were employees of Meng's Jewelry. The security guard couldn't persuade him, so he called his parents' department to confirm before letting him in."
The front office manager’s surname is Wang, and everyone generally calls her Sister Wang.
Sister Wang thought about it carefully and said, "That should have been four or five years ago, right?"
It was indeed four or five years ago, Bai You remembered.
That was when Bai You had just hit his lowest point and was the subject of much controversy from the outside world. It was also the most difficult time for him.
The child suddenly came over to give him a gift.
There was also a letter with many words of encouragement in it, and childishly left his contact information.
When everyone was doubting him, he spoke those words, and every word was full of love and encouragement for him.
That was the first ray of light Bai You caught in the darkness, and it was also the first layer of armor on his body.
So later, when Meng Qingyan suddenly emerged and made a stunning debut, he didn't find it even harder to accept when he was once again pushed to the forefront and ridiculed by the public.
Looking back now, those days were indeed not easy.
But fortunately, even if things get worse in the future, it probably won’t be worse than those days.
Afterwards, Bai You checked the surveillance footage and found out that the other person was a teenager who was quite clean and tidy.
Without much hesitation, he added the other party's contact information.
Bai You recognized him the moment he saw the other person’s ID.
That was actually the first fan who left a message for him after he opened a Weibo account as an artist.
Youxuan has a good sense of propriety and boundaries, and even after adding the contact information, she did not disturb him.
Only during festivals, or when he encounters difficulties, will I send him some blessings or messages of encouragement.
However, it was probably because he wanted to leave a good impression in front of his idol.
Bai You sometimes felt that his choice of words and sentences, as well as his views on various things, were a little too sophisticated and profound, and also a little too deliberate and sharp.
As for the fact that the other parent was an employee of Meng’s Jewelry, it was the first time Bai You knew about it.
"It's been so long," he said, a little surprised, "you still remember it?"
"Of course," Sister Wang smiled. "At that time, Shao Yun was still in our company. He happened to be one of the candidates for the next spokesperson for Meng's Jewelry. Our company had discussed with Meng's and got a call from Meng's brand department. The father of that child happened to work in the brand department."
The phone vibrated again. Bai You thanked Sister Wang and the girl at the front desk, then unlocked the screen and walked towards the elevator.
On the screen was Meng Qingyan's message.
【MY: Are you free on the 21st? Go see Mr. Li. 】
It was rare that the opponent did not press on to pursue the victory, and Bai You did not want to lose his composure.
He had no endorsements and no activities, so he was very free, so he replied: [When I’m free. 】
【MY: I’ll pick you up when the time comes.】 】
*
The New Year passed by in a flash.
Bai You stayed at Jin's house until the third day of the New Year, and then returned to his own residence to concentrate on studying the script.
On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the 21st, at nine o'clock in the morning, Meng Qingyan's car stopped at the gate of Baiyou Community on time.
He changed cars and didn't bring a driver, so he sat in the driving seat himself.
Out of politeness, Bai You naturally sat in the passenger seat.
"Happy New Year." Meng Qingyan pulled the seat belt and fastened it for Bai You considerately, being gentlemanly and polite.
"Happy New Year," Bai You said, and then added, "Thank you."
The traffic conditions after the Chinese New Year are much better than before the Chinese New Year. Although there are occasional minor congestion, the overall situation is still smooth.
After the car drove for a while, Meng Qingyan asked casually: "How far have you read the script?"
"Just now..." Bai You was lowering his head to reply to the message, and after answering two words, he suddenly stopped.
Thinking of the confrontation between the two years ago, he intuitively felt that there must be a trap.
Bai You has a pair of very beautiful cat's eyes, like gems, clear and clean.
When his eyes are wide open, he looks a little childish; when they are lowered, he looks lazy and casual; but when he looks at me warily like now, he is like a cat that has encountered a strong enemy, ready to pounce, and even the arc of the upturned corners of his eyes seems a little sharper.
"What?" Meng Qingyan's lips curled up a little, "Are you afraid of me?"
"What a joke." Hearing this, Bai You raised his chin slightly in a pretentious manner, "I just don't want to talk about the script today."
"Then let's talk about something else?" Meng Qingyan turned and saw the hospital building sign in the distance. "How did Teacher Bai get the scar on his arm?"
Bai You: “…”
It would have been fine if this had not been mentioned. As soon as it was mentioned, Bai You remembered Meng Qingyan’s strange habit, and the layers of kiss marks on the scar after that incident.
"Why?" Bai You asked instead of answering, "Teacher Meng is so interested in other people's scars?"
"That depends on who it belongs to." Meng Qingyan said, "I'm only interested in what belongs to Teacher Bai."
Bai You: “…”
"Are all the people from Tianying Entertainment so smooth-talking?"
"Besides me, who else?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Quite self-aware." Bai You muttered, unable to help but laughing at his amusement.
It was a red light, Meng Qingyan turned his head following the sound of laughter and met Bai You's smiling eyes.
He looked at him quietly for a moment, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised up.
"I've read the script twice," Bai You finally answered his previous question, "but I still feel like I haven't fully understood it."
He was a little distressed. "For some scenes, it seems that no matter how I understand or perform them, it makes sense, but I also feel that no matter how I perform them, they are not the best."
After the red light passes, the traffic light turns green again.
"Let's find a place to exchange ideas later?" Meng Qingyan suggested with a smile.
"We'll talk about it later." Bai You said cautiously.
Having suffered too many losses at the hands of this man, he dared not let his guard down for a moment, for fear of falling into the trap by accident.
"Didn't you let me call you daddy that day?" Meng Qingyan said, "Why are you being so conservative now?"
Bai You: “…”
He hadn't expected the topic to be brought back in this way.
"Why did you suddenly send me a message that day?" Meng Qingyan asked.
"Do you slack off often at work?" Bai Gui was suspicious. "So you can see even one second of it?"
He was sure that as soon as the message was sent, he clicked the withdraw button immediately, and it took no more than two seconds.
"It's rare for Teacher Bai to take the initiative to talk to me," Meng Qingyan said, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate if I didn't show more courtesy?"
Well, Bai You thought, after hearing him say that, people who didn’t know him would think he was very arrogant.
"A fan gave me something that day, and he had just left when I went over." There was nothing to hide about this kind of thing, so Bai You told the truth, "I chased him out and saw him get into a car. It seemed to be the same model as the one you drove before."
"Because it's the same model, you thought it was me?" Meng Qingyan asked, with the corners of his lips rising slightly.
Bai You's reason was valid: "Your car model is rare."
The car approached the hospital gate and lined up to wait for entry.
Meng Qingyan didn't say anything. He looked at him sideways for a moment, then suddenly leaned towards him slowly.
"Teacher Bai," he said, his voice calm and controlled, "you smell like roses."
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