A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 345 The Internet will equally punish every pretentious person

After the meal, everyone said goodbye to each other and left. Qiao Yingzi took Song Qian's hand and began to talk about their recent travel plans.

Song Qian agreed to this immediately. She had been trying hard to repair her relationship with her daughter in the past year. Now that she had the opportunity to go out, she was naturally happy.

The only thing that bothered Song Qian was that she didn't want to follow the Chen family. Even though she had a good relationship with Su Ying, she didn't want these children to get together. After all, Song Qian still had some concerns about Chen Jinnian and Wang Yidi's current celebrity status.

However, before she could figure out how to express her inner thoughts to her daughter, Qiao Weidong interrupted.

"Your mom is a cram school teacher, so how could she have the time? If you want to go somewhere, just tell Dad and he'll take you out. As long as you agree, we'll book a flight to Hainan right away."

"What's your business? You don't need to worry about our mother-daughter relationship."

Song Qian found that Qiao Weidong was very good at instigating people, and he took advantage of her slight hesitation. She immediately stopped talking about her inner concerns and pulled her daughter's arm.

"Come on, Yingzi, let's go home and pack while we talk. We can't wear such thick clothes over there, so we have to pack our luggage in advance."

"How can you be so narrow-minded? I just said a few words to Yingzi. Wait, I'll take you back." Qiao Weidong hurriedly called out and chased after him.

"No need. Yingzi and I will take a taxi back." Song Qian refused.

"Why take a taxi? We have cars at home. Yingzi, you and your mother wait at the door. I'll go drive right away. Wait, I'll be right there."

After giving repeated instructions, Qiao Weidong hurried out with his handbag.

"Dad, go slowly. He's only been injured for a few days." Qiao Yingzi shouted worriedly.

"Know, know."

After Qiao Weidong walked away, she looked at Song Qian and said, "Mom, you two are divorced. Can you please stop quarreling when you meet? Can't you talk things out nicely?"

"Okay, okay," Song Qian agreed compromisingly, "As long as your dad doesn't get mad at me, I'll definitely talk to him nicely."

Seeing that her mother had already promised, Qiao Yingzi took the opportunity to put forward her own idea, "Since my dad wants to go, let him go. After all, we are all going together, not just my dad. Besides, our family hasn't gone out to play together for ten years."

Song Qian didn't want to see Qiao Weidong from the bottom of her heart, but after hearing Qiao Yingzi's words, she suddenly felt dazed. "Ten years? Is that a long time?"

"of course."

After seeing Qiao Yingzi's serious expression, Song Qian felt infinite guilt in her heart. Her daughter would only turn 20 this September, and she and Qiao Weidong had been at odds for ten years. At least half of her daughter's time was caught between her and Qiao Weidong.

She put her arm around Qiao Yingzi's shoulders and tucked her scarf into her clothes.

"Okay, call your dad, and let's go out and have some fun as a family."

"Really? That's great." Overjoyed, Qiao Yingzi snuggled into Song Qian's arms and jumped up excitedly.

Seeing her daughter's heartfelt joy, Song Qian also smiled happily.

"Alright, alright. You're already so old, but you're still acting like a child. People will laugh at you if they see you like this."

"Who dares? No matter how old I am, I am still your lovely daughter." Qiao Yingzi said coquettishly while holding Song Qian's hand, while her head with a plush hat kept nodding on Song Qian's shoulders.

"I really can't do anything about you. Hurry and stand still. Your dad is driving here. We agreed in advance that you can take your dad with you, but you have to stay with me. Do you understand?"

"I heard it. I heard it."

Qiao Yingzi nodded quickly and waved happily at Qiao Weidong's car. She couldn't wait to get in the car and tell her father the great news.

Chen Jinnian, who was thousands of miles away, naturally had no idea that his schedule had been arranged after returning to China. He was in the studio, taking advantage of the time to check the materials left over from the morning's shooting.

At the same time, he was a little anxious. He was not anxious because there was a problem with the crew's filming, but because Chen Jinnian himself had miscalculated the time.

He promised to accompany Wang Yidi to the party, but after Wu Jing's reminder, he realized that except for the Spring Festival Gala which was broadcast live, all other CCTV galas were recorded and broadcast a day in advance. If he flew back to Beijing on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the cucumber dish would be cold.

What’s even more amazing is that flying from Cape Town to Beijing generally requires two transfers, and including the waiting time for transfers, it takes at least 30 hours. If there is a flight delay, it will take two days.

So no matter how Chen Jinnian calculated it, it was impossible for him to go back before the recording of the evening party.

When Wu Jing came in and saw him sitting in front of the monitor, he threw him a bottle of mineral water and asked, "You look so worried. Is there something wrong with the scenes we filmed this morning?"

"No, it's something else."

"It's about my girlfriend."

"You already know the answer, but why are you asking?" Chen Jinnian said depressedly.

"I'm not trying to dissuade you, but a real man should prioritize his career. Put aside romantic matters for now. While you're still young and have the time and energy to make mistakes, you should boldly pursue your career instead of wasting time on women."

Wu Jing transformed himself into a success lecturer, tirelessly telling him the truth, but Chen Jinnian just silently took out his mobile phone, flipped through it, found the screenshot, and started reading it.

"Some people say long-distance relationships are hard, some say homosexuality is hard, some say sister-brother relationships are hard, and some say teacher-student relationships are hard..."

Hearing Chen Jinnian's words, Wu Jing couldn't help but frown. He always felt that this sentence seemed very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Chen Jinnian continued to read, "..., if you ask me, being fucking unloved is the hardest thing. If you understand, share!"

After hearing the last part, Wu Jing suddenly stood up from his seat, pointed at Chen Jinnian's nose and shouted, "Who told you to look through my Weibo? You're even digging up my past! Delete it now."

Wu Jing's face flushed and he looked embarrassed. He really didn't expect that Chen Jinnian was so free that he dug out his Weibo posts from many years ago.

Chen Jinnian sneered, "Haha, you can't stand it. You were so talkative just now, weren't you? Why are you so cowardly now?"

"I'm a coward." Wu Jing reached out to grab Chen Jinnian, but he dodged it with a nimble turn and ran out of the studio.

"I'm warning you, don't chase me. I have other screenshots of you on my phone."

Chen Jinnian shouted loudly to warn the other party, which attracted the crew members who were taking a break. Everyone looked over curiously, wondering what the two directors were up to.

"Delete it for me!" Wu Jing shouted angrily.

"You can delete your Weibo posts yourself. It's none of my business." Chen Jinnian swiped the screen of his phone and continued reading. "Every morning I pray to God: God, please give me a woman..."

"Chen! Jin! Nian!"

Faced with such a blatant close-range attack, the red-hot Wu Jing grabbed a tripod used by the crew and rushed forward. Today, he needed to let the other party know why the flowers were so red.

Chen Jinnian, who had tickled the tiger's whiskers several times, remained unfazed. He ran and shouted, "Although my wish didn't come true, I proved that God doesn't understand Chinese. Hahahahaha, you're killing me. You mistook Weibo for QQ space. Whose signature did you copy?"

"Stop!"

The veins on Wu Jing's forehead bulged. He now wished he could beat Chen Jinnian and then beat himself up. All those random Weibo posts he made while bored would become his black history.