Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 4 Childhood sweetheart or childhood shadow?

Although Dong Jie said that Han Fei had nothing to do with it, she still felt sorry for her son. After venting, she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Well, today's art test must be a waste of brain and energy, so I will make a meal for my son. Black-bone chicken soup with red dates and walnuts is a supplement, right?

Han Xiao made a gesture to his son to clear the alarm, then turned on the TV, and took out two game controllers from the coffee table drawer. He was about to throw one to his son, but found that he had already stood up.

"Play by yourself, I want to be quiet." Han Fei waved his hand and entered his room without looking back.

Dong Jie had been staring at the movement here, and quickly called Han Xiao over: "Hey, what's the matter with our son today? He doesn't even play game consoles?"

Han Xiao lowered his head and hummed, but didn't speak. Dong Jie got angry when he saw him like this, and patted him: "What are you humming? I asked what's wrong with your son."

"That's not you. You beat him and yelled at him all day long. Our son is not in the third grade of elementary school now. He is already in the third grade of high school. He is already eighteen years old. You have to save him some face." Han Xiao whispered, with worry in his tone.

Dong Jie glared at Han Xiao, and said with a smirk: "Face? Give him face? Does that mean I also want to save face for you?"

Han Xiao didn't seem to realize that the danger was approaching, he groaned and said, "Then, you should save some for me."

As soon as the words fell, the muscles on her face twitched. With a smile on Dong Jie's face, she had already pinched the soft flesh around Han Xiao's waist: "Is that so? Why don't you just give you some pocket money?"

Han Xiao grinned his teeth in pain, and shook his head quickly. Dong Jie clapped her hands contentedly, and gave Han Xiao a sideways glance: "In the future, don't use the name of your son to seek benefits for yourself. It won't work for me!" The chicken head on the chopping board was chopped off when the knife was raised and lowered.

Han Xiao swallowed with lingering fear, facing the glaring kitchen knife, he could only surrender.

The rebellion was suppressed, and the son's problem still had to be resolved. Dong Jie finally had to ask her husband for advice: "Hey, do you think our son is a little weird today?"

Han Xiao shook his head blankly: "There's nothing wrong with it. The one who hooked up with me is still the same poor, but the bragging is a bit big. Even the Beijing Film and Television Academy dared to brag, and even performed full marks in subjects."

"That's not what I learned from you. This is called the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked." Dong Jie was also amused, and patted Han Xiao angrily.

Han Xiao rolled his eyes helplessly: "Okay, the bad ones are all inherited from me, and the handsomeness of my son is inherited from you. I don't know how you learned biology in high school. I guess your biology teacher can't even cover the coffin. Living."

Just as we were talking, there was a sudden ringing of the doorbell, and Dong Jie and Han Xiao exchanged winks: "Who is it? This time? It can't be that your group of cronies came here specially to grab a meal, right?" ?”

Han Xiao shook his head blankly: "Probably not, right?" He was about to open the door, but Dong Jie stopped him with a look.

Dong Jie raised her head and went to open the door, Han Xiao couldn't see it, and secretly cursed in her heart, as soon as she opened the door, she opened the door, so why can't she put down the knife?
There was a sudden exclamation at the door, and Han Xiao was startled, but immediately felt that something was wrong. The voice was not like the rough voice of his gang of cronies, but rather like a girl's voice, very young and pretty. familiar.

Han Xiao hurried out of the kitchen, only to find that it was her.

The girl at the door was wearing a high school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, while her daughter-in-law had already hid the gleaming kitchen knife behind her back with a smile.

"It's Yanan, come in quickly, um, I'm cooking, didn't I scare you?"

The girl shook her head, her jet-black ponytail swayed in the air, her oval face, high nose bridge, and a perfect beauty. The only shortcoming, um, was a little flat chest.

"Oh, it's okay, Aunt Dong, I'm fine." The girl glanced at Dong Jie's right hand holding the knife with lingering fear.

Dong Jie seemed to remember something, her face turned pale, and the scene was awkward for a while, Han Xiao hurriedly smoothed things over: "Hey, why are you blocking the door, why don't you let Yanan in quickly?"

The tone was very arrogant for a while, Dong Jie glared at Han Xiao angrily, and then smiled at the girl: "Look at my brain, come on, Yanan, come in quickly, stay at our house for dinner today? Auntie will cook chicken soup for you .”

The girl changed her slippers and listened to the chicken soup, her face turned pale with fright, and she waved her hands again and again: "Auntie, don't be too busy, I have something to do with Han Fei, you are so welcome, my mother is still waiting for me to go home for dinner. "

As she spoke, the girl pushed open Han Fei's door, and there was a muffled thud.

Han Fei was sitting on a chair thinking about life, and was so frightened by the sound that he almost fell off the chair. He looked up quickly, only to see a beautiful woman with an oval face folded her arms around her chest, looking up and down at herself.

"Mother-in-law?" Han Fei blurted out. The reason why his memory is so deep is because this is his childhood sweetheart. Bah, no, it should be the shadow of his childhood.

Han Fei's father, Han Xiao, and Li Yanan's father, Li Weiguo, grew up in a small yard. Of course, in Dong Jie's words, they are two stinky pieces of shit that have been separated for many years. Who do you dislike.

From the father's generation, the relationship between the two families is good. Han Fei and Li Yanan were born in the same year. At first, Dong Jie recalled that the confrontation between Han Fei and Li Yanan before the age of five still had a little advantage, such as often grabbing Li Yanan's toys, Pulling her braids, etc. (Unfortunately, Han Fei has no memory of this glorious time at all.)
After the age of six, Li Yanan started beating Han Fei in various ways. At first, Han Fei thought that he would be able to get revenge when he entered junior high school, but he found that he was too naive. Girls develop earlier than boys, so Han Fei junior high school They were still suppressed to death for three years, and they stopped fighting in high school, but the fear of Li Yanan had already been deeply rooted in this body, almost forming muscle memory.

Li Yanan raised her chin condescendingly, but she soon discovered that the Han Fei in front of her seemed to be a little different from what she remembered. Except for the natural reaction when he just entered the door, there was no fear in his eyes at all. The look of fear, on the contrary, looked him up and down with a very inexplicable look.

how to say?This feeling is very uncomfortable. She seems to have seen similar eyes before, but it's been too long, and she can't remember clearly.

Li Yanan snorted angrily, took out a large stack of papers from his schoolbag and threw them on the desk in front of Han Fei, and said: "This is the homework assigned for the past few days. Do the papers, and I will see these papers are ready and put on my desk tomorrow morning for self-study!" After speaking, she was about to leave, for some reason, Han Fei's eyes made her heart beat faster and she wanted to run away.

In fact, Han Fei was secretly complaining about the aesthetic vision of the original owner. In his memory, such a beautiful woman is actually a devilish persona, which is really violent, but what Li Yanan said made Han Fei stunned.

Immediately, Han Fei said disdainfully: "Hmph, my brother has passed the art test, and still need to do papers? Just kidding."

Li Yanan turned around sharply, with an indisputable look: "Come on, it's just you? Do you know what the annual enrollment ratio of Beijing Film and Television Academy is? 0.5%! Who is going to take the art test without a special skill? Except you If you can eat it, what are your specialties?"

Hey, is this blatantly looking down on him?Han Fang couldn't help but secretly complained about the original owner's character design - it was really jumping, but he pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Well, let's make a bet, if I pass the exam, you will do something for me, whether it is Anything, you are not allowed to refuse, if I don't pass the exam, I will do whatever you want. You don't dare to do it, do you?"

Li Yanan turned his back to Han Fei, struggled for a while, then half turned around and gestured a middle finger at Han Fei: "Crazy!" Then he walked away.

"When did this silly girl become so smart that she actually saw my aggressive method?" Han Fei looked at Li Yanan's back thoughtfully, and there seemed to be a vague fragrance in the air.

"Wait!" Han Fei suddenly thought of a question that he had ignored. In fact, art candidates also have to take the college entrance examination, but the grades in cultural subjects can be slightly lower. To be admitted to the Beijing Film and Television Academy, you have to pass the college entrance examination three months later, and the score should not be too bad.

"This shit, you're cheating!"

(End of this chapter)