Holding the child away, Ye Mingxuan moved his limbs, looked at the ball and the stone wall, helped him run quickly, and accelerated his sprint. He was about to hit the wall, but his speed was still unabated. He kicked his left foot on the stone wall, and his body soared into the air. A cool running sport that was not too difficult, turned around, stretched his arms, and accurately hit the stuck ball.

He grabbed the eaves of the house with both hands, clinged to the wall with all his limbs, adjusted the angle, and jumped down.

A series of actions seem simple, but the danger is not low at all. If you don’t turn around in time, it is very dangerous to hit the eaves directly. If you turn around in time, it is like a dangerous thing to not grasp the loose tiles of the eaves of the eaves. Fortunately, there was no accident.

He clapped his hands, picked up the ball and hid it behind him. The child covered his eyes and didn't know what happened!

"8~9~10~ Are you ready with my elder brother?"

The little guy was quite sensible. He didn't open his eyes immediately after counting ten. He just couldn't help but feel curious. A gap was secretly left between his fingers, and his lively eyes were rotating.

Seeing clearly that the eldest brother in front of him was still standing still and didn't move, the child was extremely disappointed and he was about to cry when he sagged his mouth.

"Dangdangdangdang~Look at what this is?"

Squatted beside the child, returned the ball to him, and pinched his chubby little face. The child burst into tears and smiled, hugged Ye Mingxuan's neck and "smacked". Although he had some snot, Ye Mingxuan did not dislike him at all.

"Thank you, brother!"

"Go to play!" Touched the child's head and patted his shoulder.

After solving the problem of the child, Ye Mingxuan felt inexplicably better.

With a piece of rubber band, Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng were so fond of playing, shouting and quickly got along with the children. Ye Mingxuan then played football with the little boy and his friends. It was almost dark and hungry. Only then did everyone remember to go home.

"Sister Peng Peng Xiaoxuan, I'm back home!"

After saying goodbye to the reluctant children, the five of them walked slowly to their homes. At this time, everyone in the Mushroom House didn't know that an uninvited guest had come to their home.

"Teacher He, aren't you closing the door?"

Teacher Huang stood outside the mushroom house, looking up at the open wooden door, thinking about something.

"I remember I closed it and plugged the door. Is there a guest here?"

While going on stage, he looked into the house.

"Brother~ That person? That person is~"

Zhang Zifeng widened his eyes and stood there blankly, his face full of incredible feelings.

The younger sister's voice made Peng Peng look up curiously. Unlike Teacher Huang and He, he only looked into the mushroom house and followed Zhang Zifeng's gaze and looked into the pavilion. He only showed half of his face and gray-haired uninvited guest wearing a baseball cap and was so scared that he couldn't even speak.

"Brother, sister, why do I feel unreal if you pinch me? Isn't it dazzled? This is too... too... too exaggerated, right?"

Ye Mingxuan stepped on the stone steps and looked at the guests in the pavilion who were focusing on reading. His nose felt sore. Regardless of his past and present life, this man who made the audience laugh on the screen but meticulous in reality was once in his prime, but now his temples were gray.

He sat alone in the pavilion, his serious appearance and the surrounding environment seemed like two worlds. A very simple white sweatshirt made it impossible to associate him with the word "Superstar". Xiao H, who is usually naughty, slept quietly at his feet.

A stack of binding materials, a few pieces of white paper that can be recorded at any time, a pen, a person, so quiet and serious. Sometimes I feel sad and smile, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking my head.

"Brother, is Mr. Xi so tough? Is he crazy or am I crazy?"

Peng Peng didn't dare to breathe, for fear that it was an illusion, but the person was sitting there real.

"Or He is crazy, or this world is crazy."

After a brief excitement, Ye Mingxuan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed. The evaluation of this superstar peer was not very good. Judging from his serious and serious look, he knew it was difficult to get along with.

This matter has to start with Wu Jing. Wu Jing’s impression of Ye Mingxuan was very deep after coming to the show. With this personality, he was not afraid of the world and was very concerned about his appetite. Later, he collaborated on recording the wilderness journey. Do you still remember the phone call before recording? Yes, he was the superstar Wu Jing mentioned who was very interested in Ye Mingxuan.

He is definitely a memory of a large group of post-80s and post-90s. There are definitely those who have never seen his movies. Even those who don’t know his name, I guess even those who have passed the 190s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s and post-80s are probably well known.

"Brother, how good do you think he would come to me to make a movie?" Peng Peng looked full of longing.

"What are you doing? Go and play with the children!"

Peng Peng pushed away Zhang Zifeng's little hand that was placed on his forehead.

"Let me see if you have a fever, hehe~"

"You just got a fever, I'm very awake!" Peng Peng glanced at Zhang Zifeng, then looked at the guests in the pavilion and smiled foolishly.

"Hehe~ I think about it, can't it work?"

"Take a selfie and take a good look, don't dream, okay? Come to you to make a movie? Are you thinking too much?"

Although they have gradually faded out of the film industry, it does not mean that they cannot find an actor. If he wants to make a new movie, no one in the younger generation can refuse it, although many artists who have worked with him say that he has a bad temper.

It was not until the two people walking in front that woke up the sleeping Xiao H. Xiao H called out, and Teacher Huang and He found that there was someone in the pavilion.

"Zhou~Zhou Director?"

"Hello, hello, Teacher He, sorry, I was reading the script just now, and I didn't notice a few of them. I'm sorry!"

Yes, the person who came was Stephen Chow and Zhou Xingxing. He did not think of being a big brand or being indifferent. The gray-haired Stephen Chow shook hands with everyone politely.

What does Stephen Chow look like in everyone's imagination? Is he as funny as in his movies? In fact, it's not. Stephen Chow is serious, serious, not happy, and does not like socializing. When everyone introduced themselves in the Mushroom House, Stephen Chow was obviously a little impatient, and he didn't like this.

"Director Zhou, why don't you call in advance when you come?"

Facing this, Teacher Huang didn't dare to be proud of himself. He was not only a filmmaker, but also a committee member. (ps: If you don't know, check it online)

"Wu Jing told me that there is an interesting child here who knows the orthodox Baji and Xingyi, so I will take a look."

As the rumor was rumored, I came up and went straight to the point without a few polite words.

"Preparing for a new movie, I have some ideas to talk to this interesting kid!"

Stephen Chow's eyes were followed by Teacher He and Teacher Huang, and he looked up and down Ye Mingxuan, first nodded, then shook his head.

"Have a hand?"
Chapter completed!