Chapter 1： Little fool and the middle-aged version of Long Aotian 1 (1/2)
"Accept the commission: The fool and the middle-aged version of Long Aotian, are sending the plot!"
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Following the sound of the system prompt in his mind, Yin Minglu slowly opened his eyes and found that he was in a gray van with a bottle of mineral water on hand. There were two men wearing glasses sitting in front of them, one of them focused on driving, the other was carrying a camera, and the camera lens was aimed at him, and the distance almost touched his face.
Outside the window is the scenery of mountains and forests roaring past. Stickers from the program group and sponsors are pasted on the van. Coupled with the presence of a camera, Yin Minglu immediately realized what program the original owner might be participating in.
It's just that he didn't know whether the original owner participated voluntarily or was forced. Before accepting the plot, Yin Minglu lowered his head and chose not to move.
The attitude of the two people beside him was different from the others. One of them was a beautiful woman wearing a green cheongsam with her hair tied up, revealing a section of the neck of Shuangshuang Saixue, two delicate eyebrows and the corners of her eyes. Her tears added a bit of pitifulness to the woman like a lily, and for a while, people couldn't tell her true age.
It can only be seen that she is very beautiful, gentle and beautiful even years can not help.
The beautiful woman looked at him with warm eyes, she pulled him with both hands reluctantly, seeing him look dull and unresponsive, she couldn't stop her tears, she fell sternly, and the teardrops hit the cyan skirt. Put it on, little by little.
Seeing the tears, the remaining emotions of the original owner in the body were affected, making Yin Minglu's heart a bit distressed.
The tall and handsome middle-aged man beside him took the beautiful woman in his arms with pity, gently wiped away the tears of the other party, and calmed down a few words from time to time. The ambiguity between men and women made Yin Minglu feel this for no reason. The space of the van is much narrower.
As if he was a superfluous person.
He shrank silently to the corner of the car by the window, the original owner's body didn't have much good feelings for this man, and there was even a bit of hidden fear.
As if he realized that his behavior was too explicit, the man retracted his hand, clenched his fist to cover his lips and coughed a few times, and said to the staff in the car: "I will trouble you to take care of our children in these two months."
Turning his head and saying warmly to Yin Minglu: "Minglu, go to the mountains for a few months to be obedient and stop irritating. Your mother loves you and is reluctant to leave, but your uncle is also doing well for you. You should also learn to grow up. , After leaving mom, you need to know what to do and what not to do."
Talking about it for a long time, watching the child in front of him still keep his head down and say nothing. The man who didn’t get a response seemed to be used to it and was not discouraged. Instead, he smiled gracefully, like a loving elder. His thick palm patted the young boy's slender shoulder.
The warm touch was passed over, but what was uncomfortable was that Yin Minglu felt that the hand was just a weightless comfort on the surface, but secretly stroked him a few presumptuously, as if the man was looking through the soft material, Sensing the thin shoulders of the young people, the fingertips with a bit of thick calluses, even lingering back and forth around the collarbone a few times.
Yin Minglu frowned slightly, avoiding without a trace. On the surface it looked as if nothing had happened, but the stormy sea had already turned up in his heart.
He looked at the original owner's hand, whether it was the joints or the size of the palm, it was quite different from that of the man. They were a pair of spoiled hands, not rough at all, did not touch the slightest human fireworks, and the nails were filled with round and bright powder. White.
This is a pair of childlike hands, especially a little immature.
If he hadn't judged the wrong bone age, the owner of these hands was only a twelve-year-old boy, his stature hadn't stretched out yet. The man's offensive behavior just now made him suspect of a crime, not to mention that the man just seemed to have a close relationship with the mother of this body.
After taking precautions, after the long journey, Yin Minglu never gave the other party a chance to take advantage, playing a dull gourd who didn't say a word.
He accepted the plot by the way and quickly understood his current situation. Even if it was the mother of the original owner who offered comfort, the mouth was tighter than the shell of a mussel, and after a sound, he didn't hear anything.
Fortunately, the original owner's persona is like this, the whole person is quiet, sometimes he doesn't say a word for a long time, so no one noticed his strangeness.
At the end of the long journey, we arrived at a mountainous area with rugged roads.
The director team helped to lift the suitcase, but the fruit snacks that the rest of the family had already prepared did not allow the beautiful woman to carry it. The staff rightly claimed that this was the rule of the program team and could not make an exception for him.
The beautiful woman withdrew her hand in a daze, her temperament has always been resigned and submissive, the rules are first, and she does not dare to fight for some rights for her son.
The man lifted the suitcase to the feet of the boy, patted the boy on the shoulder again in full view, and said warmly: "Lu'er, don't be too hard to live in the mountains for two months and learn to grow up, your mother We will watch you in front of the TV with Uncle."
While talking, the man touched Yin Minglu's head with a thick palm, and sighed softly, his tone of dissatisfaction and kindness, in front of the camera that recorded faithfully, did his best to act like a well-intentioned and good elder. .
Even if Yin Minglu didn't react at all, he patiently did a full one-man show.
Finally, in the rising smoke and dust, the beautiful woman and the man rode away in a luxury car worth millions, leaving only Yin Minglu and the members of the program crew.
The van is here, but it is used by the program crew.
The photographer adjusted the camera and the staff was also tidying up the equipment. Yin Minglu stood quietly on the spot, looking in a daze on the surface, but in fact rearranged the memory in his mind.