Just Want To Be With You

The father and son were silent, each eating noodles.

Duan Duan suddenly raised his head, "Dad..." shouted very quietly.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, not knowing what he was going to do.

After hesitating, he still asked: "What do uncles and aunts eat?"

He and his father had noodles, but the uncles and aunts didn’t have anything to eat...

Zhou Jianchen glanced at a group of photographers and directors, "Don't worry about them."

None of these people came here after eating well.

"Oh." Hearing his father's answer, it was hard to say anything.

After eating the noodles quickly, Zhou Jianchen took it to wash the dishes again. The end-to-end food was very clean, and there was nothing left in the small bowl-the farmer's uncle was very hard and couldn't waste food. Liang Yin had never taught him this way.

At the beginning, I sat in a small chair and drank the rest of the milk. I kept looking at the camera crew hiding by the side, thinking about something, drank the last sip of milk, looked back at Zhou Jianchen in the kitchen, and got out of the chair. Climbed down.

He took out a box from the low cabinet, held it in front of the choreographer hiding in the tent, raised his head and asked, "Do you want to eat the biscuits?"

Concerned.

Without noodles, small biscuits can fill your stomach.

The director looked at it, and it became cute in an instant.

——Well, why is Duan Duan so cute!

The father and son had heard the conversation just now, and they were so warmed by the little endian. As a result, Brother Chen snapped them into the cold pool again. He didn't know that little endian had sent them cookies again.

If it wasn't for filming, I was about to go up and hug me and give me a kiss.

"We are not hungry, so we can eat ourselves." said the female director.

Standing still, looking down at his cookies, and then at the choreographers, it was a bit embarrassing.

"I only have small biscuits. The small cakes were finished yesterday."

Liang Yin doesn't buy him snacks very much, because his grandma took him to buy them when he came.

If they don't eat this, he has nothing else.

Hey, the directors looked at him with a little embarrassed expression, and their hearts were about to break.

"We are really not hungry, you eat yourself..."

"You can eat it for you." Zhou Jianchen washed the dishes and walked out and said after hearing their conversation.

His face was expressionless and his tone was cold.

The air pressure dropped suddenly.

He raised his head and glanced at Zhou Jianchen, only to pick up the little biscuits in the box and pass them one by one.

Zhou Jianchen was awe-inspiring, and no one dared to take it. Then one by one thanked each other.

When the distribution was over, the biscuits in the snack box were about to bottom out, but Duan Duan showed a slight smile on his face.

Looking up at Zhou Jianchen, Zhou Jianchen only patted his head and said, "Go and change clothes."

She is still wearing pajamas.

Walked into the cloakroom, opened the cabinet, a row full of clothes. Liang Yin bought too little for him, and couldn't hold back all kinds of friends and relatives, so he couldn't fit his clothes, hats and socks from childhood to adulthood.

Zhou Jianchen picked two pieces, but didn't find the one to be satisfied with, so he lowered his head and asked his son, "What do you want to wear?"

He looked around, and pointed to a set of green T-shirt shorts with a bear pattern, "This."

Zhou Jianchen took it out and took a look, then put it back, "It doesn't look good. Change it to another one."

"Mum bought it..." he replied, a bit wronged in his eyes. Liang Yin took him to buy this with him. He likes this set the most.

"...Then wear this set." Zhou Jianchen said, and took out the hanger again.

The cameraman on the side almost didn't laugh.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him and immediately constricted his face.

"Will you wear it yourself?" Zhou Jianchen asked after taking the clothes off.

There was a moment of silence, then nodded, "Yeah."

Zhou Jianchen let him wear it himself.

He started stumbling and taking off his pajamas. He did wear clothes, but he only wore trousers and clothes with buttons. He would not do so much... and he would wear them upside down, and sometimes he would button the wrong buttons... At this time, the head was covered in pajamas, and I couldn't pull it out.

Zhou Jianchen looked at his strenuous behavior, took off his pajamas, and put a T-shirt on him.

End to end: "..."

After a while, "Thank you Dad."

Zhou Jianchen: "..."

Then he lifted him onto the soft stool and changed his pants.

After changing his pants, he put on socks again.

When others are tall, they squat down, and their eyes are level with each other.

Sitting on the stool obediently, looking at his father for an instant, his eyes fluctuated a bit, and his lips pressed.

This is the first time Dad has dressed him.

Zhou Jianchen quickly dressed him, patted his head and said, "Let's go out and play."

Duan Duan jumped off the chair.

A green bear suit, white and white, especially beautiful. Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, then picked up the changed pajamas and threw them into the dirty clothes basket aside.

Holding his little feet just now, they were soft, small, and they felt very strange.

When I was finished, I walked back to the living room, Duan Duan was already sitting on the blanket and playing with toys. Seeing him coming and raising his head, he soon continued to lower his head to play.

When Zhou Jianchen saw it, he just sat down on the sofa and swiped his phone.

At half past eight, I shouldn't have boarded the plane yet. Thinking about it, I sent another WeChat.

"What are you doing?"

Liang Yin's news came back quickly, "Brother, you are still recording the show!"

Zhou Jianchen couldn't help but laughed.

A crowd of photographers looked at them, and their jaws dropped one after another.

This morning, when did I see Brother Chen laugh!

Keeping a sullen face makes it difficult for them to breathe.

A certain director who is not afraid of death walked over, "Brother Chen, are you sending a message to Sister Heyin? Can we record it?"

——In addition to Sister Yin, who else can make Brother Chen laugh so happily! This point must be grasped!

Zhou Jianchen took the phone away and said, "I think it's pretty beautiful."

Director: "..."

The choreographer walked away quietly, Zhou Jianchen glanced at the phone, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"My dear, dear wife," can anyone see it?

He raised his eyes and glanced at the end, still playing alone, Liang Yin didn't return to him, Zhou Jianchen looked at something else.

Ten minutes passed...

Twenty minutes passed...

Thirty minutes passed...

The house was quiet.

"Does your show really won't be pornographic?" Zhou Jianchen couldn't help but said to the choreographer on the side.

The choreographer almost didn't choke to death, and he hurriedly smiled and said, "No way, how could it be!" You don't know how wonderful it is!

With just these clips, he thought in his heart that countless late-stage stalks had come out! He also contacted other groups just now. The other groups are all crying and crying. But here, the style of painting is so refreshing... What a contrast this is!

I was afraid that my boss would be bored, the director thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you take the side to play and buy some biscuits?" The little side is lonely sitting and playing alone. He just had snacks. They ate all the boxes...

Zhou Jianchen: "..."

"I'm just talking casually, Brother Chen, you are at will..." Originally, I wanted to make some small benefits for the end, but Zhou Jianchen's eyes killed him, and the director instantly stunned.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at his son, then continued to look at the phone. On the blanket, Duan Duan played the Rubik's Cube, seeming to be engaged, and the whole person was quieter.

Time seemed to stand still, but a little bit passed.

When it was half past ten, Zhou Jianchen called again and ordered the meal.

"Brother Chen, don't you do it yourself?" The choreographer swallowed and asked again.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, "Will you?"

The director wanted to say "I will", but when Zhou Jianchen looked like "You will come," he shook his head hurriedly, "Neither will I."

At 11:30, the doorbell rang. After Zhou Jianchen cancelled the access control, the food delivery staff delivered the lunch soon.

The director glanced at what was in his hand, then at the name of the hotel, blinked his eyes and stopped talking.

After Zhou Jianchen put the food box on the dining table, he walked to Duan Duan again, took the Rubik's Cube in his hand and rubbed it a few times, and the Rubik's Cube that had been put together on both sides instantly recovered.

"=口=" Duan Duan was stunned.

"Eat." Zhou Jianchen had already turned and walked away.

Busy and stood up to keep up.

Zhou Jianchen had opened the lunch boxes one by one, and when he climbed up on the chair and saw the food on the table, his eyes lit up.

Shrimp King Dumplings, Seafood Fried Rice, Coconut Milk Cake... all he likes to eat!

Zhou Jianchen looked at the joy in his eyes, only picked up the food and put it on his small plate, "eat it."

"Thank you Dad." Duan Duan smiled, very happy.

The last time he went to that restaurant with his parents, his mother ordered so many things he likes to eat.

I ate ice cream at the time.

But after taking a bite, Duan Duan looked at the members of the crew again, with a smile in his eyes.

The uncles and aunts of the film crew were also having dinner with him.

——When Zhou Jianchen ordered a meal, he also ordered their meal.

At this time, all the members of the film crew were eating "box lunches" delivered from top restaurants, and everything about "Brother Chen didn't cook for the children" and "What is unhygienic eating outside" were all forgotten.

Irresponsible dad, cross it out; Chen Gothic ordered the kid's favorite food, tick it!

When the meal was finished, it was time to take a nap again, and the film crew had a rest.

Seeing that Chen was not asleep, Zhou saw that Duan Duan was covered with a quilt, and he went upstairs alone to call Liang Yin.

When he got down, the choreographer walked up to him again.

"Brother Chen, discuss things with you." He said cautiously.

"Say." Zhou Jianchen replied.

"Can you cook a meal for Duan Duan? Even if it's just one meal, one meal will be fine." The choreographer stretched out a finger and said very seriously. If you don't ask for it, I'm afraid Brother Chen can really order meals all at once.

The food in the big restaurant is really delicious, but this is not what the audience wants to see.

"Isn't that morning meal counted?" Zhou Jianchen replied.

"..." The editor choked, "Forget it, of course it does, but, I mean, a slightly more formal lunch and dinner...Shall we make a meal?" In the morning, the noodles were cooked in egg soup. Who can't!

Seeing the joy and anger on Brother Chen's face, the editor said again: "We will watch by the side then, there will be no problem..." Not only did he teach him the specific steps, he even washed the dishes. After the cut is done, one shot is unsuccessful, and you can take another shot!

Even if the process is bumpy, the future must be bright! Never lose the face of Brother Chen!

Zhou Jianchen sneered, but ignored him.

After half past two in the afternoon, Duan Duan finally woke up and sat up, feeling a little confused. There was no father in the room, only an uncle cameraman, looked at him for a while, then climbed out of the bed and put on shoes and went out.

Zhou Jianchen was on the phone on the balcony, and when he saw it all, he went to the kitchen and took a small cup to pour water.

"Brother Chen, I'm awake." Seeing that Zhou Jianchen hadn't noticed, the photographer who followed the filming reminded him in a low voice.

When Zhou saw Chen turning his head, he saw his son was standing on the small bench drinking water.

Close the glass door and walk in again.

It's windy outside, and the weather forecast says it will rain today.

The director looked at the drinking water, his eyes narrowed with a smile. He now has a new topic, how other people's family is to be a "qualified dad", our family, "how to be a qualified son"!

Don't trouble Dad, never trouble Dad! Be independent and self-reliant!

Looking back, seeing Zhou Jianchen coming in, he narrowed his smile again.

Duan Duan also saw him come over, shouted "Dad", then put down the cup and climbed down.

Zhou Jianchen wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

After watching him for a while, he ran to the living room to play again.

Still picked up the Rubik's Cube and looked at it for a long time, not knowing how his father recovered him in a few strokes.

Zhou Jianchen stood for a while, then went to the sofa and continued to sit down.

Everything seemed to be copied and pasted, and the morning scene reappeared.

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

Zhou Jianchen couldn't sit still, and saw his son still studying the Rubik's Cube, and walked over, "No?"

"Yeah." Duan Duan looked up at his father and nodded.

"I teach you." Zhou Jianchen said, taking his Rubik's Cube and sitting down again.

The camera crew's eyes widened, and the father and son finally interacted! The director hurriedly waved his hand to signal the photographer to follow-pat, pat, shoot in all directions!

Zhou Jianchen didn't play Rubik's Cube less when he was a child. The third-order Rubik's Cube shouldn't be too easy. Don't mess up a few times, Don't hesitate a few times, it's easy.

His face was stunned. The uncle taught him how to play the Rubik’s Cube, and he also told him how to play, but he didn’t remember it. Does not come out.

Zhou Jianchen explained the specific steps to him again, while explaining and operating, listening patiently, not daring to miss a word.

Zhou Jianchen spoke in a simple way, listened carefully, and after repeated operations, after twenty minutes, Duan Duan finally spelled out the third side.

It took so much effort to finally finish, pursing his mouth, smiling brightly.

Zhou Jianchen said again: "Let's come to the fourth side..."

The wind is getting stronger outside, but the house is quiet. Everyone is watching Zhou Jianchen teach the Rubik's Cube, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth sides!

"Wow!" When all he recovered, he couldn't help but raised the Rubik's Cube and shouted, his little face was full of joy.

The film crews couldn't help but applaud. After two and a half hours, two and a half hours, the little endian finally put together the Rubik's Cube!

He is only three years old!

Not to mention this cleverness, just this patience, and how many children have it!

"Brother Chen, Duan Duan is really amazing!" The director couldn't help boasting.

Zhou Jianchen had no expression on his face, "His mother taught well." As he said, he only picked up the phone and started the ordering call.

It's almost half past five.

Director: "..."

By the time I have eaten and cleaned up, it is almost half past seven.

Zhou Jianchen has cleaned up all the **** and reminded the film crew to help bring it when someone leaves. It's already raining outside.

He was watching Super Flying Man all the time, Liang Yin didn't show him much TV, and only two hours per week was allowed. He looked attentively, without blinking his eyes.

Seeing Chen, Zhou sat down next to him again.

Originally I wanted to read the script for a while, but the animation theme song was magical.

"Ledi, a passionate heart; a lot..."

After a few glances, it suddenly occurred to me that the company seems to have not done any cartoons...

When the two episodes were over, the director came up again, "Brother Chen, do you want to give Duan Duan a bath and let him go to bed earlier?"

This is so special to accompany watching cartoons together.

He turned his gaze back and looked at Zhou Jianchen, his father had never showered him.

Zhou Jianchen checked the time and found that it was less than eight o'clock. When I think about it, it seems that my son did fall asleep very early when he was at home.

Turning his head and looking at the end, he was still refreshed, not sleepy.

Still patted his head, "Let's go."

Go to bed early after washing, go to bed early and end this boring show earlier.

Walking into the bathroom, Zhou Jianchen put water in the bathtub, and then climbed onto the sink to prepare to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Zhou Jianchen turned around and thought he was troublesome, walked over and took the toothbrush and toothbrush cup for him and squeezed toothpaste on him.

Looking at the grape-flavored toothpaste on it, he was silent for a while, and then took the brush.

The photographer on the side said: "Brother Chen, it seems to be a mistake... I seem to have used strawberry flavor for the evening..."

When he was brushing his teeth this morning, he followed up, and when he saw that he had two small toothpastes, he asked about it, and told him all that he used grape flavor in the morning and strawberry flavor in the evening, because my mother said to use strawberry flavor toothpaste in the evening. The end is very fragrant.

Zhou Jianchen: "..."

Fearing that his father would be embarrassed, he hurriedly said, "It's okay."

It's okay to make a mistake occasionally...

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, but went to release the water again.

After brushing his teeth and wiping his face with a small towel, he climbed down from the bench and took off his pants. Uncle photographer was there, a little shy, so he secretly hid from his father.

When Zhou Jianchen saw it, he drove the photographer out and blocked the camera mounted on the wall.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen!" The cameraman patted the door.

This is a very interesting scene, how can you not shoot it!

Zhou Jianchen ignored him.

Duan Duan's body finally relaxed. Mom said that you can't let people look at your body casually, whether you are a boy or a girl, you must protect yourself.

"Thank you Dad," he said again.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, but took off his clothes again.

When he finished the bath, put on his pajamas and dried his head, Zhou Jianchen took him to the room to sleep again.

His own children's room.

He climbed onto the bed obediently, and then pulled the blanket to cover himself.

I have been used to sleeping alone since I was a child.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Zhou Jianchen, he turned off the light and went out.

that's all? The editor looked at him with constipation on his face.

Zhou Jianchen glanced at him, otherwise?

"Brother Chen, don't you sleep with Xiao Duan?" the editor asked. He was still waiting to film the scenes of their father and son sleeping together and father and son talking at night.

What's more, God knows how many people want to watch Brother Chen sleeping in private!

"He is used to sleeping alone." Zhou Jianchen replied, and only walked to his newly furnished bedroom next door.

"But he is still so young..." The director still didn't give up.

Zhou Jianchen ignored him.

He also went upstairs to wash up after taking the changed clothes. Although the downstairs was also arranged, he was still used to the upstairs.

When he changed into his pajamas after the shower, a group of cameras had already been aimed at him. Zhou Jianchen swept through blankly, opened the door and entered his bedroom, then closed the door again.

I'm going to sleep, you can do it yourself.

"God, my god, Brother Chen looks so handsome in his nightgown!" In the monitoring room, several female screenwriters couldn't help but yelled in a low voice, full of excitement.

Late night benefits, really late night benefits!

The editor glared at them, "Don't talk nonsense! People belong to Sister Yin!" As a loyal fan of Sister Yin, Brother Chen is never allowed to be coveted by anyone!

Several female screenwriters wailed even more.

The night was getting deeper, and the film crew gradually left the Cuihu Villa, leaving only a few cameras on. The rain outside is getting heavier, and it is accompanied by thunderous sounds.

August is the thunderstorm season.

Zhou Jianchen finished the phone call with Liang Yin, and was sitting on the bedside reading the script, watching, and was distracted by the lightning and thunder outside the window.

The thunder and lightning are getting closer and the sound is getting louder and louder, rumbling, as if to pierce the eardrum.

He thought of the youngest son next door.

He remembered that the old lady at home seemed to say that he was afraid of thunder?

Looking at the time, it was ten o'clock, more than an hour has passed since he fell asleep...

After thinking about it, I finally got out of bed.

Opened the door, but was stunned.

He was standing at the door holding a small blanket, and seeing him open the door, he lifted his head, his mouth slumped, and his tears rolled, "Dad, I'm afraid..."

I don't know how long I have been standing.