Little Watermelon stands at the top of the slide. As soon as he is about to slide down, the collar of the clothes is seized and he can’t move a step.

The little fatty’s round face approaches him and says, “Bo Yanting, I’ll ask you something.”

Little Watermelon pushes the little fatty angrily and can’t move him. Little Watermelon says angrily, “What do you want to ask?”

“Is your father Bo Yu? The guy who acts in the TV series.” The little four-year-old fatty has a preliminary understanding of many things.

“I don’t know,” says Little Watermelon in the innocent voice.

The little fatty thinks little Watermelon is just like a fool, takes out the iPad from behind and touches a button. Then there is a picture on the screen. He zooms in and says, “That is your father. Is that child you?”

Little Watermelon takes a curious look and nods.

“Very good, very good.” The little round-faced and small-eyed child sneers, “Your Daddy’s TV series are really so bad.”

After saying that, the little fatty takes the iPad and runs away briskly.

Little Watermelon thumps the ground with the strong power, wearing an expression of anger.

******

Nine o’clock in the evening.

The little fatty knocks on his father’s study door and immediately comes in with his father’s consent, “Daddy.”

Qiu Feng, sitting at the back of the study, looks up at him. Qiu Feng is so handsome and says gently with a smile, “What’s wrong?”

Then the next second, when Qiu Feng sees that the little fatty appears in front of him only wearing his underwear, and his smooth fat comes into view, he suddenly feels angrily. “Why don’t you wear clothes?”

The little fatty boldly pats his stomach, and the fat of his round stomach trembles with his action. The visual shock is so sudden.

“I’ll just say a word to you. Then, I’m going to sleep. Why do I wear clothes?”

Qiu Feng is silent for a moment as he looks at the little fatty who is quite different from himself in aspect of the appearance and personality. If he hadn’t done paternity testing in private, he would not have accepted that the little fatty is his son.

“I like Bo Yu very much. So, what about recruiting him?” The little fatty suddenly becomes unnatural and shy.

“Bo Yu?” Qiu Feng thinks twice. He is impressed by the star who has recently become popular, but he has never thought that the little fatty is paying attention to him.

“Why do you like him?” Qiu Feng asks in curiosity.

The little fatty is so anxious that he loses all his hair. It is impossible for him to like Bo Yu, who has a big head and a bad temper.

If he must like someone, he will like handsome guys such as Liu Kai, who is the best actor winner, and Mo Anyu, who is handsome and young.

“His son is my alumnus.” The little fatty chuckles.

Alumnus?

Qiu Feng waves, “Go back to sleep, I’ll think about it.”

The little fatty ducks his head and turns away.

However, after going out of the study, the little fatty immediately goes back to his bedroom, lying on the bed and uses the iPad quickly in excitement.

Search box, “Bo Yu”.

Looking at a large string of the search results of Bo Yu’s personal information and gossips, the little fatty curls his mouth and searches again, “Bo Yu’s TV series”.

The most popular web series in this year named The Young General comes into view.

*

“WTF, hurry up and run! Ah, he is caught up. Ah, ah, ah...”

“Bo Yu is so foolish that he can be caught in a trap by others. Alas.”

“Run fast, don’t care about that silly woman!” The little fatty pats the soft bed angrily, and his saliva gushes out.

*

The next morning, Qiu Feng sits in his dining chair, lightly sipping his coffee.

The little fatty feels weak and floats to the dining table with two black eyes, looking listless.

Qiu Feng, “…”

*

The final episode is updated on Small Fan at 8 p.m. this Friday.

The hierarch couple. One is dead and the other is wounded.

【I’m so sad due to the final episode. My tears are almost accumulated into a river.】

【My heart aches with tears in my eyes.】

【Although I have thought that the couple’s fate is not happy, I still feel profound desperate when my guess comes true.】

When the final episode of The Young General is updated, internet users express that they are tortured by such tearful ending and nearly cry to blind.

But even so, Director Hou doesn’t change the ending or film a side story according to the internet users’ wishes.

―The happy ending is certainly gratifying and satisfying. But tragedies are easier to be remembered in the audiences’ hearts.

Maybe the production of The Young General is not delicate enough and the setting is not exquisite, but the lines are determined by the writer and director after repeated deliberations for a whole year.

Definitely, the success of The Young General is due to the excellent acting skills of the actors. If Bo Yu’s acting skills are not fine, The Young General would not have been so popular.

The Young General may not be a classic, but Bo Yu’s masterpiece is The Young General when the public recalls him.

The Young General brings achievements for Bo Yu, and Bo Yu also helps The Young General be popular.

***

The little fatty lies in bed with a blank screen in front of him, crying and running at the nose.

The quilt on his head is raised by someone.

Qiu Feng looks at the little fatty who is crying lovely and uglily, and feels surprised, “Why do you cry?”

“Daddy, Gu Chengjing is dead...” The little fatty takes the tissue that Qiu Feng hands him and whimpers as he is wiping his face.

“Is Gu Chengjing your classmate? Why did he die?” Qiu Feng sits beside the bed and says indifferently.

“...” The little fatty takes the iPad and hands over Qiu Feng as he blows his nose.

Qiu Feng looks at the iPad and says, “Bo Yu acts in it?”

“Yep.” The little fatty is immersed in the sadness of the death of his favorite protagonist. He even forgets to wipe the snot bubble hanging on his nose, looking at the front in a daze, “I’m so heartbroken.”

Qiu Feng laughs, pats the little fatty’s round stomach and leaves with the iPad. “You can meet Bo Yu at school tomorrow. Stop crying and take a break. I confiscate the iPad and mobile phone.

After saying that, Qiu Feng leaves the little fatty’s room with the ocean scenery.

The little fatty’s nose twitches and he feels worse.

**

At the moment, Bo Yu, who is having the night snack, has no idea that the little fatty who has taken down little Watermelon’s pants likes him.

Little Watermelon pouts his mouth. “Papa, I don’t like fish.”

Bo Yu says calmly, “Daddy likes to eat fish. Like Daddy, so you should like to eat fish.”

After saying that, Bo Yu scoops up another spoonful of fish porridge and raises it to little Watermelon’s mouth.

Little Watermelon doesn’t know how to refute him. He can only eat the fish porridge obediently, but he is not happy at all.

After feeding porridge, Bo Yu wipes Little Watermelon’s mouth with a tissue, grabs his mouth as he expresses his dissatisfaction, and laughs, “Are you not happy?”

Little Watermelon’s mouth is pinched into a duck’s mouth, and he is even more unhappy. But he doesn’t know what he can say, so he is in a sulk.

Bo Yu stops making a fool of little Watermelon until little Watermelon is about to lose his temper. Bo Yu laughs, picks up the dishes and chopsticks and puts them in the sink. Then he goes out, picks up little Watermelon and holds him in the arms. “Sleep with Daddy tonight?”

Little Watermelon’s eyes become bright, and he has no time to be at odds with Bo Yu, “Great!”

“You must wet the bed at night, so I won’t sleep with you!” Bo Yu puts little Watermelon down and watches him trotting back to his small room in irritation. All of a sudden, Bo Yu is happier.

Little Watermelon’s cheeks color in anger. He tucks himself into the quilt, uplifts his bottom in the outside, being sulking.

Private billiard room.

Qi Yan is pushed rudely from outside by the bodyguard. Before losing his temper, he looks up and sees Mo Anyu standing in front of him with an indifferent face. He becomes instantly a wuss.

As the saying goes, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. And Qi Yan isn’t the person who likes to treat himself badly.

“Mr. Qi is such a popular star with great pomp. Good words are not enough to invite Mr. Qi to be here. So, I ask someone to pick you up.” Mo Anyu holds the ball arm in his hand, aims at the white ball and hits it at once.

The blue ball falls down the hole and doesn’t come off the net.

Qi Yan straightens his clothes without a smile on his face, comes over and sits down, looking around.

This is a private guild hall with high consumption, and they only receive guests who have particular black card.

Qi Yan, who depends on Song Shilin spends several years in entertainment. He always gets the best acting opportunity, and no matter where he is, the thunderous applause and strobe light are accompanied with him.

But he suffers a setback in that private guild hall, that is, he even isn’t allowed to enter it.

But Mo Anyu can not only enter here, but also let the bodyguards escort him all the way without being stopped. Qi Yan guesses that the background of Mo Anyu might not be as simple as it seems.

Another ball comes into the hole.

Mo Anyu casually throws the ball arm aside, takes a sip of the red wine in the goblet and glances at him. “Have a drink?”

“What do you want to do by bringing me here?” Qi Yan coldly looks at Mo Anyu.

Mo Anyu sneers, “You really treat yourself as a big star. I just want to invite you to play with me and relax.”

“I can’t play billiards.” Those words are not useful for Qi Yan.

Mo Anyu picks up a ball, throws it into Qi Yan and says in calm tone without joy or anger, “Come and have a drink with me. Don’t let me say that again.”

Qi Yan takes a frightening look at Mo Anyu. He is so frightened that he doesn’t dare to put on airs. He walks over, picks up a glass of red wine and carefully drinks it.

“Drink it all.” Mo Anyu looks at Qi Yan, smiling.

Qi Yan drinks all the red wine in his glass. After drinking it, he suppresses his anger and says, “What the fuck do you want to do?”

“When I contacted with you last time, I found your mouth stinky. So, I want to wash your mouth.” Mo Anyu sneers.

Qi Yan can’t help enduring anymore.

Song Shilin opposes him for the sake of Bo Yu. Now Mo Anyu also sets himself against Qi Yan for the sake of Bo Yu?

Bo Yu is just such person that seduces Song Shilin by selling body sex. Why should he step on Qi Yan’s head again and again?

“Are you giving vent to Bo Yu’s anger on me??” Qi Yan says, “It is he who seduces Song Shilin. Can’t I say something about him? What the fuck?”

Mo Anyu is so angry that he laughs, smashes the glass in his hand, points the broken gap at Qi Yan, raises his chin and scorns, “If you said one more word, I would let you never walk out of the door.”

Qi Yan still stands here, trying to answer in a calm tone, “It’s meaningless for you to tell me that here. Bo Yu won’t know that you are protecting him. You can be the hero who rescues a beauty in front of him!”

Mo Anyu throws half of his glass on the ground, saying calmly, “Qi Yan, if Song Shilin no longer protects you, would everything go well in your life?”

“That’s always better than you. You just can gaze at the person you love and he has a relationship with the other man.” Qi Yan smiles.

Mo Anyu looks up at him and says, “Song Shilin is really the next-door neighbor of Bo Yu now?”

Qi Yan is stunned, then nods, “I see them staying in a house with my own eyes. Mo Anyu, you are more miserable than me!”

Story 22