Song Shirin picked up the phone, his eyes darkened, saved the photo, then put the phone aside, turned off the light and went to sleep.
As soon as he lay down, Bai Yu was entangled like an octopus, and said, "Why is there so much work?"
"It's okay, it's not busy." Song Shirin stroked the broken hair on the young man's forehead with his hand, feeling the rare obedience of the other party, and was in a good mood, "Sleep."
Bai Yu yawned and fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Song Shirin showed Bai Yu the text message that Mr. Zhang sent to him, and while eating breakfast, he said lightly: "What are you going to do?"
In this matter, Song Shirin has his own way of dealing with it, if it was in the past, he would deal with it silently. But now, the man wants a change in the way he gets along with youth.
Bai Yu picked up his phone and glanced at it, his face gloomy: "I'll take care of it."
Song Shirin was eating, "What are you going to do?"
"Deal with it as you do." Bai Yu drank all the porridge in the bowl and continued, "Qiu Feng has promised me to disclose my relationship with Xiao Watermelon, and my new agent will come to meet with me today, and I will discuss it with her."
Song Shilin frowned: "Why do you want to make it public."
"This paparazzi doesn't have a good reputation in the circle, and since Lao Zhang can't solve it, it must be because he repeatedly came over to ask for money." Bai Yu picked up a bun from the plate and chewed it slowly.
"These people are extorting money in the name of hush money, even if they really give them a sum of money now, in a few days, they will come to us to ask for money." Bai Yu explained calmly.
"In that case, it's better to take the opportunity to make it public." Bai Yu's mind flashed, and he suddenly said: "If I make my relationship with Xiao Watermelon public, then your family..."
Publicizing the existence of the little watermelon was an idea that Bai Yu had existed for a long time, so he would not change it easily, but now it seems that the Song family is also a trouble.
Song Shirin was obviously worried about this, but he reassured the other party: "I'll take care of it."
Bai Yu didn't doubt him, nodded, and said, "Then I'll go to the company to discuss the next plan with the agent, will you go to the company or go home?"
Song Shirin wiped his mouth and said, "Let's go back first."
Little Watermelon said, "Baba, what about me?"
"You go to school, what are you thinking?" Bai Yu squinted at him, reached out and messed up a handful of hairs in front of the child's head with a bad heart, looked at him quietly, and spit out two words lightly: "Don't make trouble."
Bai Yu didn't understand the phrase "those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black" until now, he glanced at the man with a smile and said, "What I learned from you is really my own."
Song Shirin treated it indifferently.
After breakfast, when the nanny came to tidy up the housework, Bai Yu went out to leave.
The new agent is called Sister Li, a short-haired woman in her early forties, with a capable professional skirt, when she saw Bai Yu, she smiled faintly and said, "Hello."
Bai Yu sat on the chair, glanced at his agent through the desk, and got straight to the point: "I should have told you about my personal situation, now that the paparazzi have taken photos of me and my son, I plan to advance the plan."
Sister Li nodded cautiously, she did have to advance the plan when she was given a photo by the paparazzi, she took out a few pieces of paper from the drawer, and said, "This is the plan I just made, you take a look, if you agree, we can be sure to proceed according to this plan."
Bai Yu took it, read it in detail, and after fifteen minutes, he said to her seriously: "Yes."
Sister Li said, "That's okay." By the way, you were approached yesterday by a parent-child cover, and I thought it would be a good idea to start with you shooting the cover magazine with your child."
Bai Yu pondered and said, "Go on."
"They have also filmed a group of male artists and amateur babies before, so they initially hoped that you could shoot with a child star." Sister Li simply said her thoughts neatly, "Now, since we plan to advance the plan, I think it's just a good opportunity."
"You go shoot with the baby." Sister Li said, "Gradually let fans understand, accept, and recognize."
Bai Yu thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"Also, there's a variety show here that promotes father and son, do you want to take him with you?" Sister Li turned out a parent-child program called "Baby Baby".
After the first season was broadcast, the audience responded very strongly, and the celebrity fathers who participated in it became popular. The program team is now preparing for the second season, if you want, I will help you contact the director team. "
Bai Yu was silent, and after a while, he made up his mind: "Okay, let the public relations department prepare the announcement."
Sister Li said that she understood that the public relations department had been instructed by Mr. Qiu before, and had already prepared a large number of public relations drafts, and after waiting for Bai Yu to settle the matter, Bai Yu got up and left.
After Bai Yu left, Sister Li immediately took out the person in charge and said, "Bai Yu agreed, but we want to replace the child star."
The person in charge was puzzled: "Why, he is very popular now, and it is not easy for us to make an appointment with him."
Sister Li knew the person in charge and said slowly: "Bai Yu hopes to take his son to shoot together."
The person in charge was surprised: "Bai Yu?!" Isn't he only twenty-five years old now, how can he have a child so soon? Besides, he is on the rise now, isn't exposing the child self-defeating?"
Sister Li said irritably: "What do you care about so much."
The person in charge said, "Okay, okay, I'll deal with this later."
The child stars they invited before were good, and their popularity was just right, but the topic was far less than that: Bai Yu and his parents appeared for the first time.
Hanging up the phone, Sister Li couldn't help but complain while drinking tea and relaxing: "Young people nowadays are really good at playing, if you play with anal prolapse, it's up to you to do it." "
A few days later, the scene was filmed.
Bai Yu was wearing a white suit, handsome and compelling, and the little watermelon next to him was wearing exactly the same small suit as him, but his expression was stiff The cameraman sighed: "Brother Bai, why don't you communicate with the child first?"
Bai Yu nodded, carried the little watermelon to a corner where no one was, poked the child's face, and couldn't help but say, "Why are you angry?"
"I'm not angry." The little watermelon sneered and laughed, and the tears fell from the laughter, and the mouth was flattened: "I'm afraid of the bully."
For the first time, I stood in front of everyone and posed in various poses, and I had to adapt to the various lights and cameras in front of me, and the child was a little scared.
Bai Yu hugged him in his arms and kissed him, and whispered: "Didn't you say last time that you wanted to take a photo with your father, and now you are taking a photo, have you forgotten?" Not...... Or is it that the baby is only willing to take pictures with Daddy, not with Baba."
The little watermelon took the bait, and nervously touched Bai Yu's face with his hand to explain, "I didn't, don't be jealous, I'll shoot it."
Bai Yu was very appreciative, and patiently enlightened, "Wait a minute, don't look at those uncles and aunts, just look at your father?" I love it when you look at me."
Little Watermelon's face turned red with a bang, and he squirmed and said, "Why are you so clingy..."
The little watermelon sighed old-fashionedly, and stretched out his hand generously, "You hold me, let's take pictures, don't be jealous."
Bai Yu followed behind the child.
After being enlightened, the little watermelon was really much more natural, and he didn't look at the cameraman, his beautiful peach blossom eyes smiled crookedly, holding Bai Yu's hand with one hand and pulling the corner of his clothes with the other.
Bai Yu squatted down and pointed to his face, "Come, kiss Dad."
The little watermelon cheered, pounced, pouted and kissed Bai Yu's mouth fiercely.
Bai Yu was momentarily stunned.
The videographer pressed the shutter and saved the photo.
The next shooting is much simpler and brisker, the little watermelon is posed in the arms of the favorite bully, and the eyes are slowly A-/t rrhr.
The cover of the magazine itself is warm and sweet, and the heartfelt personal interaction between Bai Yu and Little Watermelon is very close to the theme of the magazine.
The little watermelon was on Bai Yu's body and whispered: "Baba, when can we get the photo."
"Probably after the show airs." Bai Yu smiled and kissed him.
They have already negotiated with the magazine that the cover of this issue will not be typeset until Bai Yu participates in the "Baby Baby" and contact the publishing house for printing.
Little Watermelon didn't know why: "Oh, okay."
"You're going to travel alone with your dad in a few days, aren't you happy?" Bai Yu teased him, thinking that the little watermelon would happily agree, but he didn't expect the child to be silent.
The little watermelon hesitated and said, "Isn't Daddy going?"
"Daddy wants to make money to support us, so he can't go." Bai Yu looked regretful, Song Shirin is the face of the Song family, there is endless work every day, and there is no end to the pay, so he can't find time to visit the class.
The little watermelon lowered his head and said complainingly, "Okay then..."
The filming was over, the staff left one after another, Bai Yu left from the back door with a small watermelon, walked into the nanny car, looked at him cautiously and said, "What's wrong?" "
Little Watermelon blinked: "I'll miss Daddy."
"I'll miss him too." Bai Yu replied casually, then opened the player from his mobile phone, and clicked on the cartoon cached before: "Watching TV?"
Little Watermelon nodded, leaned over to watch TV, and his eyes didn't blink.
In the Song family, the maid left after bringing the food to the table, and only the housekeeper stayed at the table.
Song's mother sighed and put down her chopsticks, "I miss my grandson a little."
Father Song ate and said, "Let Xiao Rin bring him back."
Song's mother: "I mentioned it to him, but he was always too busy."
"No matter how busy you are, you can't let us see the children?" The head of the family was full of momentum, "Let him bring the child back tomorrow."
Song's mother was overjoyed, "Housekeeper, let people go to the backyard to pick up the fish I raised, and raise them in the kitchen for one night, and I will cook soup for my little grandson tomorrow."
The butler nodded, keeping the matter in mind.