Chapter 333

The tone was also mild: "classmate Gu Yangyang, I didn't scare you when I was angry with you just now. In fact, like you, I am also very nervous in my heart. Maybe I want you to be nervous. "

Yang Yang looked up at teacher Li: "teacher, are you more nervous than me?"

Li nodded: "this is the first children's play that I have directed since I came to this school. Like you, this is our first time. So I hope we work together. "

Listen to teacher Li's words, Yang Yang gently nodded.

After receiving Yang Yang's reply, Mr. Li straightened up: "so today's rehearsal is over. Gu Yangyang and Zhao Jingyi all go back to have a good rest. Make sure you have a good spirit tomorrow. "

Gu Huan stepped onto the stage with an apologetic face and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Li. Yangyang has made this children's play like this. As a parent, I'd like to express my deepest apology to you."

Mr. Li gave a wry smile and waved his hand: "Ms. Gu, you don't have to say that. Just as I said to Gu Yangyang, it's the first time that we have come into contact with children's drama. I think I'll have experience in organizing later. "

Of course, Gu Huan could hear what "experience" in Teacher Li's words meant, so she had to smile awkwardly.

Zhao Jingyi seems to disapprove of Yang Yang's performance. She holds Yang Yang's hand and says, "Yang Yang, don't worry. You are the best in my heart. Come on!"

On the way back to yunbufan's home, the taxi seemed very quiet. The driver saw the mother and son in the back row through the rear-view mirror. They both bowed their heads and said nothing. From their bodies, they sent out a trace of cold, which made him shiver.

"Ding Dong..."

Yunbufan's doorbell rings again.

This time cloud extraordinary Ma Liu ran to the door, open the door behind with a smile and yelled: "welcome star mother and son stay in my humble home."

Voice down, saw Gu Huan and Yang Yang two people like frost hit eggplant, bowed his head silent came in.

This makes Yun Bufan's smiling face freeze there immediately.

Cheng Cheng runs out of his study at this time. Seeing Gu Huan and Yang Yang, he immediately understands what's going on. He sighs and shakes his head.

Go to Gu Huan's side, stretch out a hand to pull her skirt: "Mom, don't be sad, this result is not very early expected."

It was a word that awakened the dreamer. Gu Huan immediately came back to his senses. Yes, Yang Yang didn't like acting at all. This time, his motive is not pure. Maybe he has learned a lesson now.

Such a failure should be a good thing for Yang Yang.

To break this embarrassing situation, Yun Bufan said, "look what I've prepared tonight."

With that, he quickly brought out the already prepared dinner from the kitchen, which should have been used to celebrate the successful completion of the rehearsal in advance.

It seems that this is going to be a consolation dinner.

At the dinner table,

Yangyang seems to have been hit by something today. He sat on the stool, looking at his favorite food, but he couldn't pick up his appetite.

So is Gu Huan.

Yun Bufan and Cheng Cheng look at them, look at each other again, and then bow down to eat something.

***

in the evening, Gu Huan takes the children home.

She was lying in bed and she received two text messages.

No.1:

Yun Bufan: Huanhuan, I have a case to deal with tomorrow. I won't go to the performance of Cheng Cheng and Yangyang. Excuse me.

No.2:

beimingmo: Huan, I'm a little busy in the group today. Tomorrow is the children's performance. I'll pick you up and the children tomorrow morning.

Turn off the phone, think about Yangyang's performance tomorrow, and think about the rehearsal this afternoon

Gu Huan's head is two big.

Yang Yang now becomes unusually not calm, he put out a pair of depressed expression, in his bedroom and Cheng Cheng round and round.

Cheng Cheng sits on his cot, holding a tablet in his hand.

"Beiming Siyang, can you stop shaking in front of me. You know you're in a hurry now. How did you go crazy the other day? "

Yangyang didn't pay attention to his stubble, and the pace continued

"Yes Yang Yang seems to have a good idea. He jumps to Cheng Cheng's bed happily and says, "Hey, how about if you play No. 1 for me and I play the little girl selling newspapers?"

Cheng Cheng turned his head: "I don't want to play male one for you. Although I can recite my lines, I don't want to see Zhao Jingyi's look at me..." At this point, his small body trembled, goose bumps fell on the ground.

Yang Yang's brow wrinkled again, and his little hand kept scratching his hair: "is this swelling to be done..."

After thinking for a while, he began to rummage. Making the bedroom a mess, Cheng Cheng frowned: "do you have any bad ideas?"

After a while, he came up with an iPod: "Hey, that's it. I'll record all I have to say in it. If I forget my words, I'll put this in it. "Cheng Cheng looked at him contemptuously: "even if you recorded your lines, it's useless. I advise you to forget it."

Yang Yang looks at Cheng Cheng and says, "why?"

Cheng Cheng put the tablet aside: "your lines are a dialogue with Zhao Jingyi. You don't know where to stop and where to release them. And the venue is full of people, all looking at the stage, as long as you use this will be seen clearly

Yangyang Yip sits on the floor, throws the iPod aside and frowns.

After a while, he ran to Gu Huan's bedroom happily.

To the door, a small hand to cover the stomach, frowning, showing a face of pain. He pushed the door open with his small body: "Mom, my stomach hurts so much. Am I ill. Please give Miss Li a leave. I'm really sorry that I can't attend tomorrow's performance... "

Gu Huan just glanced at him, and didn't intend to give him a check: "is it a stomachache? It's hungry. If you want to muddle through, don't even think about it if you don't go to the performance tomorrow. If you don't learn something from yourself, you won't make any progress. "

When Yangyang saw that her trick had been exposed, she no longer pretended to be ill. But still holding his mouth and looking at Gu Huan.

"What's the matter? The trick has been exposed. What are you doing here?"

Yang Yang climbed to Gu Huan's bed and rubbed her legs like a dog: "Mom, I'm hungry..."

Looking at Yang Yang's small appearance, Gu Huan is really angry and ridiculous, but the child can't help but eat when he's hungry: "there's instant noodles in the cupboard under the stove. Go and eat. By the way, Cheng Cheng eats very little today. He's probably hungry too. Give him a bag. "

"I see..." Yang Yang left Gu Huan's bedroom.

It's doomed that someone can't sleep tonight

***

the sun rises from the horizon on time, and the golden light shines on the earth, waking up the sleeping city.

The air in the morning is very fresh and comfortable for people to breathe.

It's a rare good weather in this city which has been shrouded in fog and haze for a long time.

But can such fine weather bring good omens?

At least for Gu Huan and Yang Yang, it is the biggest unknown.

Beiming Mo still appeared very early in Gu Huan's restaurant, eating breakfast elegantly.

"Gu Yangyang! Get out of here. What's the day today? You're still sleeping in Gu Huan's roar startled the two sparrows who just stayed on the windowsill to have a rest.

Beiming Mo, who was just cutting the steak, quivered slightly at the tip of the knife and frowned.

After washing, Cheng Cheng comes out of the bathroom and walks directly into the restaurant.

He is used to the special morning call service that his mother provides for Yangyang in the morning.

He saw Beiming Mo sitting in front of the dining table, obediently called out: "Dad, good morning, uncle Xinghuo, good morning." Then he moved a stool and sat opposite Beiming mo.

After a while, there was a commotion in the bedroom: "Mom, I'm going to get up now. Don't beat me again. My last injury is not good. If it's broken, I won't be able to participate in the performance today..."

"Yangyang, don't make excuses for me. Don't you always want to find reasons not to take part in the performance? If it's broken, you don't have to take part in it."

"Oh, yes! Then, mom, you can fight, but you can do it a little bit gently.... "

"Gu Yangyang!"

The father and son who ate in the restaurant shook their heads at the same time, and then they continued to eat breakfast.

Standing behind Beiming Mo, there were several black lines on his forehead.

About five minutes later, Gu Huan carried Yang Yang from the bedroom to the bathroom.

By the time they sit down for breakfast, Beiming Mo and Cheng Cheng have already begun to wipe their mouths with napkins.

Today is the day of the school's annual performance.

From the early morning, the school has been crowded, very busy.

Although it is called the first noble school in city a, his students are not only from city a, but also from rich families all over the country.

As long as there are children at home, most of the dignitaries from all over the world come here.

Of course, a large number of media reporters will not miss a good opportunity to catch all kinds of news here.

There are also many celebrities who are happy to have such an opportunity to make the headlines. You know, most of the recent headlines haven't been occupied by entertainment stars. They don't have their share at all.

In the morning, ten to nine o'clock, the black Rolls Royce phantom with Beiming Mo, Gu Huan, Cheng Cheng and Yangyang appeared in front of the first noble school in a city.

Beimingmo is a famous person in a city, and his appearance is unexpected.

When the reporters of major websites and magazines saw that Beiming ink was coming, they suspended their existing interviews and rushed to Beiming ink's car.Long guns and short cannons were aimed at him, pressing the shutter.

Such a situation once blocked the entrance of the school.

The headmaster of the first noble school was flattered by the news that Beiming Mo had come.

He took the organization team of the performance and a large number of security guards to squeeze into the crowd and came to the car of Beiming Mo to applaud.

And let the security stand on both sides of the car, disperse reporters and other personnel, forming a road from the school gate to the small theater.

***

some people are happy, others are sad.

For example, Gu Huan, who was still in the car, accompanied the principal in charge of the performance, and teacher Li, the director of children's drama.

To see such a huge scene, their hearts are constantly beating drums.

They have recited "Amitabha" hundreds of times, praying for miracles today

Beiming Mo's car along the security channel, slowly opened to the school theater door.