The national actor has a crush on me

Chapter 1171 Extra Story: Parent-child Variety Show (1)

When Little Storm Cub celebrated his third birthday, Li Jin and Yu Qianfan took time out of their busy schedules to go home to celebrate his birthday.

Facing the huge pink candle on the birthday cake, Little Storm Cub's fleshy face was unusually calm.

He doesn't like pink.

It must have been picked for him by his father.

Dad likes pink.

"Baby, come and tell mom what birthday wish you made."

Li Jin coaxed him with a cake.

Xiao Baozai ate his face with cream all over his face, then raised his head to look at Li Jin and said, "If I say my birthday wish, it won't come true."

Yu Qianfan, who was drinking tea next to her, immediately laughed when she heard her son's childish words.

"Yu Jibai, you are wrong."

"Birthday wishes will not come true if you keep them in your heart. If you say them, we can help you realize them."

Little Storm, who is only three years old, still can't figure out the relationship before and after this.

But since Dad said he wanted to help him realize it, let's say it!
"I want to be on TV."

Little Stormcub suddenly raised his finger and pointed to the TV.

Li Jin was taken aback.

"Son, do you want to be a child star?"

Little Stormcub didn't understand what a child actor is, he just kept repeating, "I want to be on TV with Mom and Dad!"

He has such an obsession because every time Li Jin and Yu Qianfan go out to work.

The housekeeper will turn on the TV, and there will be his dear parents in it.

Sometimes badass.

Sometimes good people.

He couldn't understand anything too complicated, so he felt that his parents went to work because they were on TV.

He thinks he can do it too, and he is already a three-year-old kid.

Li Jin frowned and thought about the feasibility.

Originally, she was going to wait for Xiao Bao Zai to get older and she would not upload any photos of Xiao Bao Zai, that is, to avoid the media so that he can experience life quietly in the future.

But on TV….

"Then go." Yu Qianfan has already agreed, and he put one hand on the table, and knocked leisurely and calmly, "His facial features are all squeezed by flesh, and when he grows up, he will be as good as he is now." It's definitely changed a lot."

"Unrecognizable."

So it doesn't matter much if you go on TV.

Little Storm cub pushed his fork away in displeasure, and pointed to his face.

"No meat!"

"Yu Jibai is very handsome."

"Heh." Yu Qianfan responded to his son with a sneer.

The three-year-old child is fat and fat, and his eyes are black and bright, who would not say that he is beautiful and cute.

Only Yu Qianfan's own father can say that his five sense organs have been squeezed out.

Fortunately, although he disliked his son, he quickly contacted a parent-child variety show that was about to start filming recently.

Fans never expected that Yu Qianfan, who had completely retired, and Li Jin, who had half retired, would still be active in variety shows.

And with their cute little storm cubs!

The fans are boiling!

【Waiting too long!I've waited so long for this day! 】

[It's really on a parent-child variety show, a dream come true! 】

[Unknowingly, our young master Li has become a qualified parent. I really have mixed feelings in my heart. 】

[Aww, little storm cub!Grandma loves you! 】

Little Stormcub didn't know that his 'grandmothers' were so excited, he was still packing his things overnight.

Small snacks, small milk, small spicy strips... Bring some for mom, he doesn't like snacks himself.

Junk food is not advisable, and Stormcub shook his head.

He needs to take the book with him. Recently, he loves to read "One Hundred Thousand Whys".

Let him think about what else he would like to bring.

Little Storm cub frowned tightly, and his serious fleshy face was too hard, revealing two small dimples.

The next moment, Xiaoguozi and Xiaolizi opened the door and walked in after eating, wanting Little Stormcub to play with them.

Little Storm looked at the two dogs thoughtfully, walked over half a minute later and dragged out his largest suitcase.

It took a lot of effort to open the suitcase, wiped his forehead and said to the two dogs: "Little chestnut, little pot, go in!"

"Storm cubs take you on TV!"

(End of this chapter)