After more than ten minutes, Feng Lanchu's mobile phone pops up a video invitation, and the mother and son see it as Jiang Anzhi's.

Jiang Che happily places the key to connect, and sees Jiang Anzhi in the camera wearing full make-up, wearing a small suit, with a noble face.

"Daddy Jiang Che called out happily.

"Ready to go to bed?" Jiang An's eyebrows asked softly.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Che nodded: "mom is going to tell me a bedtime story, Dad, what about you?"

"I'm still shooting." Jiang Anzhi answered patiently.

Usually, Feng LAN sees father and son talking on the phone. She either goes to do something else out of sight or is in a daze. She seldom takes part in the topic. Today, she takes the initiative to bubble in the camera and ask if she will disturb his work.

No wonder the smile on Jiang An's face couldn't hide: "I just had a rest."

"Watch your body. Don't be too busy." Feng LAN first looked at him and sighed: "did you sleep well in the imperial capital?"

"Well, it's OK." Jiang Anzhi nodded seriously.

As a matter of fact, in the past few days, he has been fixing makeup and shooting. He either comes home in the middle of the night, sleeps for a while and starts his next journey; Or you can sleep in the car for a while and go to the next place.

Don't say whether you sleep well or not, you can't even get a good sleep.

In order to reduce the shooting time, Jiang Anzhi has become a desperate sanro.

He has nothing to do with himself. On the contrary, Jiang Anzhi's team has been used to a comfortable life recently. When they suddenly return to this kind of nervous and day and night reversed work, they feel as if they are separated from each other.

All of us still couldn't help dozing off in the middle of the night. Suddenly, we missed the day when the exam came ashore.

On the other hand, those who have been transferred to the public welfare department because of their outstanding results in the examination are still in the office from nine to five. It's not easy to stare at the Secretary's little sister's hand in the form.

Sure enough, knowledge is the last word!

Jiang Anzhi coaxed Jiang Xiaoye to smile on the phone and then hung up.

At that time, almost all the staff on the set were listening to gossip.

Hey, Miss Xiaofeng is calling, right?

The movie emperor specially called for a rest and went to one side to make a video phone call. The smile on the corner of his mouth was really boring.

Tony saw it on one side and tried to say hello to teacher Xiaofeng with the help of makeup mending. As a result, Jiang Anzhi hung up the phone as soon as he ran there.

"..." Tony.

“?” Jiang Anzhi.

"Well, I haven't seen Xiaofeng for a long time. I still want to say hello to her." Toni also does not pretend to make complaints about the situation.

Jiang An Zhi looked at him: "she doesn't want to see you."

“?” Tony's direct stupefaction, rely on, modest gentleman, what's the matter with the possessiveness of the general manager.

Jiang Anzhi ignored him, arranged his clothes, and spontaneously walked back to the studio.

……

After successfully meeting his father, Jiang Che finally lay down to sleep with satisfaction.

The wind haze at the beginning of looking at him, the naked eye visible from the dark clouds into a clear sky, can't help but ask: "is there such an exaggeration?"

Jiang Che took a look at his mother and chuckled. He tucked himself in, but he didn't talk.

"If you really miss Dad so much, why don't you wait until mom is free to take you to see him?"

Jiang Che's eyes brightened when he heard the words: "really?"

"Well, but mom can't go until she has a holiday in May and June."

Jiang Che happily held out her hand: "it doesn't matter, I can wait for my mother."

"Well, we'll surprise dad when we have time."

"Yes." Jiang Che nodded like a chicken pecking rice.