The atmosphere was awkward.

Wei Jing sat in his chair and drew in an absent-minded way. He did not expect that Xu Jiaming's apprentice was the melancholy prince who used the same dish with him yesterday.

What made him even more embarrassed was that when he heard the other party's name, he remembered who the boy was?

Li Fei.

At the age of 21, he cruelly killed his biological father and buried his body. When he was arrested by the police, he still looked ferocious and roared - that man should die. I don't regret killing him at all. The whole country was shocked and called the child a white eyed wolf.

At that time, it occupied several days of hot search.

In the end, the teenager was sentenced to life imprisonment.

At that time, Wei Jing was still helping on Weibo. He thought that this man was really hateful. Even his father could kill him. It was cold-blooded.

Now the time flow, from 2011 to 2002, the man who killed his biological father became a shy, shy little boy with a shy smile. Wei Jing thinks that time is really a strange thing. It can change a person beyond recognition.

Just like him.

When I was a child, I could never have imagined that I would betray my elder brother just to let my father's eyes stay on him for a while.

"What's the matter? Want an eraser? " See the child has been looking at himself, Li Fei some blankly asked. Is there something wrong with him?

"No, no, I have an eraser here." Wei Jingpai waved his hand and laughed awkwardly at the young man.

"Oh Li Fei took the rubber back. He was very fond of the children. Although he was dressed as delicately as the teenagers downstairs, he felt soft and sticky, like a harmless little animal. He wanted to kiss him in the palm of his hand.

What he doesn't want to say to a child is not good.

The three people in the room are silent painting, only the brush Shua ring.

The heating in the studio was on enough. Wei Jing couldn't stand it after a while. He got up and took off his down jacket and put it aside. When he turned around, he saw the sweat on the young boy's forehead. Wei Jing tilted his head and asked, "aren't you hot, brother Li Fei?"? Or you take off your coat and put it with mine

No, Li Fei's eyes were stiff No, I'm fine. "

"Oh Wei Jing, who was rejected, looked at the boy curiously and went back to his position to continue painting.

On the contrary, Xu Jiaming, on the other side, was attracted by their conversation. He turned his head and looked up and down at Li Fei. Suddenly, he frowned and his face became angry. When Yu Guang reached Wei Jing, he immediately took it back.

Xu Jiaming put down his brush and said in a low voice, "Xiaofei, you come out with me."

"Master?" Li Fei was embarrassed.

"Come out, don't you even listen to the master now?" Xu Jiaming snapped. Wei Jing was startled. All Xu Jiaming he contacted was straightforward and gentle. Now this angry appearance is the first time.

Li Fei bit his lip and put down his things. He followed Xu Jiaming out of the studio.

Wei Jing was very curious, but the other two were obviously avoiding him. He was not a real child. How could he have the courage to follow him?

In the study not far away, Xu Jiaming looked up and down at Li Fei and said, "take off your coat."

"Teacher Master Li Fei also wanted to fight again. In case the master saw the trace inside, he was angry and could not eat.

"Well?" Threatening auxiliary words, Xu Jiaming looked down on his little disciple. He had raised the child for a year and looked at him as half a son. But Li Fei, a child who looked soft, was actually stubborn and refused to accept financial assistance or move to their home.

Xu Jiaming can only buy some clothes for him from time to time. He said that the money for the paintings he sold was a little higher than the actual amount. He pasted some of them in and gave him some subsidies so that the child could have a better life.

As a result, the child did not grow meat, even if it was thin.

Li Fei hesitated for a few seconds. Finally, under Xu Jiaming's majestic eyes, he took off his old cotton padded clothes. He was wearing a sweater with a round neck. The clothes were a little big, revealing the skin of his neck. There was a red mark on it, which was extremely conspicuous.

Xu Jiaming clenched his teeth and pulled his clothes out a little. He saw his bruised back.

"He hit you again." Xu Jiaming is really killing people now. What kind of father is that bastard? He is lazy and doesn't make money to support his family. He drinks and gambles every day. If he loses, he comes back to beat his wife and children.

No matter how much money there is, it is not enough to fill the hole of gamblers.

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt." Li Fei shrugged his shoulders indifferently and comforted him: "master, you know that my skin is white. These traces look frightening, but actually they don't hurt at all."

"Silly boy." Xu Jiaming rubbed the child's head and was beaten. How could it not hurt? "Wait here. I'll ask your teacher's mother to bring up some medicinal wine, and I'll rub it for you to break the congestion."Li Fei nodded obediently, and the residual temperature on his head made people feel warm.

***

in the beautiful tea restaurant, light saxophone music is wandering in my ears.

Wei Zhe is sitting in a remote corner. Opposite him is a middle-aged man in his early 30s. His body is small and his hair is meticulously combed behind his ears. He is wearing a clean and tidy blue striped suit and stepping on his shoes.

In fact, this person's body is too thin to wear a suit, because it can't hold up. It's like a child stealing clothes from an adult. It looks ridiculous.

Wei Zhe picked up the contract in black and white on the table and scanned it from the beginning to the end. He invested 3 million yuan, accounting for 12% of the investment. The conditions are very favorable. However, there is an additional condition, which clearly states that he is only responsible for paying and collecting profits. He has no right to control how intermediate films are made and what actors are used.

I'm afraid that the director is afraid that he is a 13-year-old boy. He has no idea when he wants to appoint that actor or who to give him a play.

Wei Zhe didn't care to smile. He had no interest in making movies. He just wanted to make some money.

After discussing the details, he signed the letter.

The thin director was stunned for a moment. Looking at the beautiful young man in front of him, he couldn't help saying, "you don't look like a 13-year-old child. When I was your age, I didn't know anything. I knew to go out and play crazy every day."

There was a brief pause when Wei Zhe held the pen in his hand. He pushed the document in his hand to the director and said, "before signing the contract, you always need to make some preparations, don't you?"

"You're right." Director sighs, eyes full of disgust, "unlike me, do not know people clearly, almost let the film destroyed."

The person who withdrew the investment was his best friend, so he did not sign the contract at the first time. However, after only two days, the other party turned over and refused to recognize him.

"Don't worry." Wei Zhe got up and patted the man on the shoulder. "That man will regret it."

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