Chapter 733 Dad’s letter (seeking monthly pass, seeking subscription!)

  The story line of "Just Love" is actually very simple and clear.

  The development process of the whole story is the process of Dazhi losing Dingdingding and searching for Dingding.

  The script of the film has twelve acts.

  The first three acts are about the encounter between Da Zhi and Ding Ding and the growth process of Ding Ding. The fourth and fifth acts are about Dazhi losing Tintin. In the six or seven or nine scenes, it is about Dazhi's two failed pursuits.

  As Hong Shan used a self-destruct method to untie Dazhi’s heart knot on the screen, the plot has reached the final part.

  In the cinema.

  Looking at the people on the screen, Dazhi and Hongshan, whose identities are so different, but who are also suffering from life troubles, tears burst into the audience.

   "Xu Ge is super amazing this time! It completely changed my impression that he can only play."

"Nonsense, this is Xu Ge's true performance! Didn't you find out that although the role of Hong Shan is different from Xu Ge in professional terms, his life path is basically the same as Xu Ge! The same is a middle-aged career? The development is not smooth, it is also the green hat of his wife's derailment. I believe that in this scene, Xu Ge's emotion is not Hong Shan, but himself!"

   "Anyway, with today's scene, there will be one more acting school in the film and television circle from now on!"

"You are too young and naive. Isn't that Xu Ge's role? That is obviously arranged by Xinye! This old man, it is very likely that only for this scene, he wrote the role of Hong Shan for Xu Ge to play! "

   "This old black belly, even his godson will not let it go! Regarding this kind of frenzied behavior, I just want to say it's a good job!"

  Li Shixin raised his brows as he listened to the sobbing and praise around him.

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  Monitoring the old man?

  Well, this is not the point.

  The point is: isn’t the godson thing used to arrange and sacrifice to heaven?

   is really unreasonable.

   Just when Li Shixin despised this year’s netizens in his heart was still too naive, the plot on the big screen has entered the tenth act;

  Dazhi cheered up, but the problems that had to be faced to get Ding Ding back still exist.

  In Cattail Alley, a big discussion started.

   "Dazhi, otherwise let's find a lawyer, right?"

"Your brain is lost! Didn't Director Liu say that Dazhi’s situation will not win the lawsuit even if it is a lawsuit? Let me say, let’s go sneakily to bring Ding Ding back at night, and then let Da Zhi and Ding Ding leave immediately. Find a place that no one knows, and see how the eighth wife finds it."

   "Oh! Aunt Six, you are not advisable. This is a kidnapping of children, you don’t know if it is a crime!"

  The neighbors were clamoring, and Teacher Zhou, who was sitting next to Dazhi, just kept smoking.

  After the neighbors had exhausted all the bad ideas, Teacher Zhou threw the cigarette **** in his hand to the ground.

  "Since Ding Ding can't come back for the time being, let Da Zhi go. First find a place to live next to Ding Ding's current place, at least let Ding Ding look at Ding Ding from time to time, and then slowly appeal to the welfare institute and the court."

   "Oh! Look, Teacher Zhou is Teacher Zhou. I am optimistic about this idea!"

"What's so good? I heard that the house where Ding Ding lives is so expensive! Even renting a house takes more than two thousand a month. Dazhi goes there, what to eat and drink, and how does he live there? Go down!"

  As the sixth aunt’s questioning, everyone stopped talking.

   Indeed, the place where Tintin is now is the best place to live in this city.

In places like   , there is no room for Dazhi to survive.

   "I want to open a branch."

  In silence, a fat figure in the crowd stood up from the bench.

  His face is greasy, and he smells of buns that seem to have penetrated into the bone marrow.

  No one else, but Dazhi’s boss, Fat Brother.

"I have been living in Maowei Alley for more than ten years, and it is time for my career to take off. If I want to open a branch, I will open it at Ding Ding! Isn’t Ding Ding temporarily unable to come back? Then let’s put the cat’s tail Move over to the alley! Aunt Six, you can help clean up. Old Liu, don't do your express work. Give me food. If Teacher Zhou wants to do it, you can be the store manager and accountant. Da Zhao, you are responsible for handing out flyers. Dazhi, from now on, you will be the deputy general manager of the branch! But before you start, you have to work part-time for the stuffing chef and waiter."

  Fat brother, this stingy bun Pihen had to use noodles. He has been a Grandet man in Cattail Alley for more than ten years.

  Today, in front of all the neighbors, his waist was straight-even though he was already fat and couldn't see the waist.

  On the commercial street in the villa district where Ms. Dingding is located, a bun shop called "Chasing Love" has opened.

  Although the shop is not large, the business is surprisingly good.

On the street, Ding Ding’s mother, who went to help Ding Ding go through the formalities of entering the kindergarten, “accidentally” encountered a figure wearing an apron.

   Seeing Dazhi with a silly smile, saying hello to herself, the woman frowned.

  "You shouldn't be here. The court and the police station should have told you very clearly. Don't, appear here at will. Tintin must rebuild her life. You will not do her any good."

  The woman coldly glanced at Dazhi’s greasy apron and work hat, and looked away: "Neither to you."

  "Dazhi, Dazhi wants to take Ding Ding back. Dazhi wants to take Ding Ding back."

   "It's not up to me to decide, you have to go to the court."

"Oh."

  Dazhi lowered his head.

   "Rest assured, you are not the only one who can raise Ding Ding. I will do my best to protect Ding Ding from harm-in the name of a mother."

   Facing the aggressive warning from the woman, Dazhi raised his head.

  "Dazhi, Dazhi, can you take a look at Ding Ding. Just, just take a look."

   Facing Dazhi's pleading gaze, the woman turned away with a cold face.

  After a few steps, she stopped.

   rubbing her arms exposed in the cold wind, she turned her head.

   "Just one look! One last look!"

  Dazhi follower woman, came to the villa.

  With the lessons learned last time, he dare not enter the yard.

  But when a small figure pushed open the door and ran towards him, he was still excited to take off his greasy apron, quickly wiped his hands clean, and then opened his arms.

  The expected hug did not come.

  What he got was a shower of small fists.

  Ding Ding, who had been separated for ten thousand years, with tears on his face, vented all his grievances on the man in front of him.

   "You didn't even come! You didn't call! You forgot me!"

   "You are a bad dad, otherwise how dare you forget me!"

  The small fist hit Dazhi's body firmly, causing Dazhi to hug his head and keep crying out painful.

   "Dad did not forget you, dad will never forget you."

   "I hate you! I hate you to death!"

   was torn by Ding Ding and sitting on the ground staggeringly, Dazhi finally grabbed Ding Ding's hands.

  "Can you not be angry with me, because I want to tell you something."

  The tearful Ding Ding choked and stopped his small fist.

  Looking at the little man who was thinking about it, Dazhi took out a piece of letter paper from his pocket.

   "I want to write to you, but I won't express it."

  He opened the letter paper, and read out the very serious words that were written as children, but they were very serious;

"Dear Ding Ding, I am sorry to break your heart. I miss you every day, every day. Ding Ding who wants to sleep, Ding Ding who wants to be at school, Ding Ding who wants to dream of wanting to kiss you and hug your father. Note: I love you like in the song. Hahaha, uh, note: Dad loves you like in the song."

  Following the stumbling and stumbling of the great wisdom, the line was simple, but every word was filled with thoughts and love, and Ding Ding gradually calmed down.

   "That's it, you can, can you understand?"

  Looking at Dazhi who was holding the letter paper, Ding Ding wiped away the tears on his face and nodded fiercely.

  She believed that every word her father said was true.

  Because the letter said, just like her.

   Just when Ding Ding looked at Dazhi’s obviously old face and wanted to say something, the woman took her hand.

   "Okay, one last look. I hope you can keep your promise."

  After speaking, he ignored Ding Ding’s struggle and returned to the house.

  The reunion is short, but it is precious to Dazhi.

  In the repeated failures and frustrations, he no longer dances for a little bit of achievement, nor will he be overwhelmed by failures and difficulties.

  This time, Dazhi is serious.

  (End of this chapter)