It's different from human babies who just cry and don't understand anything.
These children of Yan Yu are sensible as soon as they are born.
It's just that they were not familiar with everything around them, so after Yan Zhuzhu changed his clothes and came out, Yan Yu, his eldest son and second son, introduced the basic situation to Yan Zhuzhu.
For example, what is your identity, when there are people outside, you must not be found out that you are a mangosteen, otherwise it will cause very serious consequences and so on.
After talking for almost ten minutes, Yan An picked up her pink water glass, took a big sip of water, and when she was about to continue speaking, her phone rang.
It belongs to Qi Yan.
She glanced at the three children, pointed to her mobile phone, got up from the lake, and walked to the side.
Yan Zhuzhu, who was sitting by the lake, followed Yan Euan all the way, frowning slightly on his serious face.
He looked at his two brothers, pointed and asked, "What is that?"
As the eldest brother, Yan Mengmeng has always been enthusiastic: "It's a mobile phone."
Yan Zhuzhu digested the vocabulary for himself: "What is a mobile phone?"
Yan Mengmeng grabbed the lemon leaf protruding from the top of her head: "A mobile phone is a very useful thing. It can surf the Internet and make calls. Mom is making calls right now."
Yan Zhuzhu was silent for a moment: "What is the call?"
Yan Mengmeng blinked: "It's to contact people who are far away from you. You can talk to them through your mobile phone."
Yan Zhuzhu probably understood.
Over there, Yan Yu stopped and connected the phone.
"Hello, Teacher Qi." Her tone was brisk and her voice was clear.
In the conference room, Qi Yan got up from his seat, nodded to everyone, and left with his mobile phone.
The man's cool and pleasant voice reached everyone's ears not too far away, and he couldn't hear what he said clearly, but he could inexplicably feel that his tone was different from the coldness of the lecture just now, and it was a little more inexplicably gentle .
"It's me. The meeting here is over, you come to the company. Just read the terms of the contract in person, and sign it if there is no problem."
Qi Yan's tone was decisive.
Yan Eucalyptus stepped on the dirt again and again, his eyes fell on the three communicating children, he paused for a moment, and asked, "Now?"
Qi Yan's eyebrows moved lightly, and he could hear the hesitation in her tone: "Well, it's inconvenient? I have something to do in the next few days."
The subconscious mind is to sign today, otherwise I don't know when it will be.
This inexplicably reminded Yan An of what happened three years ago, whether he proposed marriage or divorce, including signing the studio now. His straightforward style has never changed.
Yan An shook his head: "No, then I'll pack up and come over."
"Okay, you come directly to Kangheng Entertainment."
After hanging up the phone, Yan An thought for a while, then went to the side to pack his bags.
Seeing Yan Mengmeng, she suddenly leaned over to Yan Zhuzhu's side and muttered, "Zhuzhu, do you know who the person was on the phone with mom just now?"
Yan Zhuzhu shook his head.
Like a sculpture, Yan Kuku, who was thinking bitterly about Guasheng, responded, and took the words: "My mother called Teacher Qi at first."
Yan Zhuzhu hummed suspiciously.
"This Teacher Qi's name is Qi Yan, and he is a super bad uncle. He almost used the cool body to cook, and he wanted to cut me up and make lemonade." "He also pulled out my mother's hair. You see, my mother's hair is only so long now, and it was so long before."
Yan Mengmeng made gestures, came to a conclusion, and told the conclusion to the new brother: "So Zhuzhu, when mom takes us out to record a show in a few days, you must be careful of this bad uncle. Otherwise He'll eat you too."
Yan Zhuzhu roughly understood the ins and outs, and said oh, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "But can't we bear a lot of fruit? Even if he eats one, we'll be fine."
Yan Mengmeng hesitated for a moment: "But we are only three years old. My mother said that there will be no fruit at the age of three. When I grow up, I will understand the laws of nature and grow it. My mother used to only have a piece of copper coin at the beginning. Grass, and then slowly grew more and more."
After Yan Kuku listened, he nodded in agreement.
"Really?" Yan Zhuzhu lowered his head, closed his eyes, and began to think seriously, without moving.
Yan Mengmeng thought that her younger brother was just born and his body was weak, so he fell asleep while sitting.
He didn't bother, and Yan Kuku squeezed his eyes, hissed, and then played with himself without talking.
A few minutes later, a mangosteen suddenly appeared on Yan Zhuzhu's head, and soon after, a second one appeared.
Yan Zhuzhu opened his eyes, stretched out his hand and picked off the two mangosteens, one in his left hand and one in his right hand, and handed them to his two brothers respectively, saying: "Do you want to eat mangosteen?"
Yan Mengmeng and Yan Kuku looked at the things in front of them in disbelief, then turned their heads together to look at Yan Zhuzhu who was sitting in the middle.
What's going on here?
Yan Zhuzhu itself is not a mangosteen? With the mangosteen in his hand, why is he still sitting among them?
It shows that the mangosteen in his hand is not his body, but the fruit that grows out.
But my younger brother is only three years old. At the same age as them, why did my younger brother grow two fruits?
Seeing that the two elder brothers didn't pick up the mangosteen for a long time, Yan Zhuzhu frowned, and his immature voice sounded a little stiff and awkward: "Don't you guys like to eat it? If you don't like it, I will throw it away."
Yan Mengmeng opened her mouth, shook her head, and quickly took the mangosteen over: "No, I like it."
Yan Kuku also reached out to take it. He looked at the fruit in his hand, and he, who was always too sad to talk, couldn't help asking: "Zhuzhu, how did your fruit grow?"
The mangosteen clapped his hands and said, "It's very long, do you want to learn it? I can teach you."
After speaking, like a demonstration, two more mangosteens popped up in Yan Zhuzhu's mind, and he picked them off by himself.
Yan Mengmeng suddenly became sour. Why are the same batch of seeds born by the mother, but the ability is so different? His mother told him before that when the three-year-old child was still unable to grow fruit, he actually tried it quietly himself, but it really didn't work.
But now, the newly sprouted younger brother learned it in a few minutes.
Yan Mengmeng scratched her face, suppressed the sour feeling in her heart, and nodded seriously: "Okay, brother, teach me, I want to learn."
Yan Zhuzhu nodded: "Yes."
Then the two brothers looked at Yan Kuku, who was frowning beside him.
Yan Kuku was already peeling the mangosteen, and when he noticed his sight, he raised his head and took a look, then said, "I won't learn."
Yan Mengmeng asked curiously, "Why?"
Yan Kuku sighed: "Let it be, what's the difference between one bitter gourd and two bitter gourds?"
"What one bitter gourd and two bitter gourds?" Yan Yu came over with a bag, his tone full of doubts.
She looked at Yan Kuku who was talking, and her eyes fell on the mangosteen in his hand that had been peeled to reveal the white flesh.
Where did the mangosteen come from in this enchantment? Isn't the only one the new kid in the middle...
Yan Yu looked at Yan Zhuzhu in surprise, and then found that Yan Zhuzhu was also holding two mangosteens in his hand. He noticed her gaze, his face was serious, and he handed one over: "Mom, do you want to eat?"
With a look of disbelief on her face, she took it subconsciously, held it tightly in her hand, and asked stumblingly, "Zhuzhu, you, you, can you grow fruit?!"
Yan Zhuzhu nodded as a matter of course, and didn't think there was anything wrong with growing fruit.
Yan Eucalyptus almost fell to his knees with the whole plant.
God, what happened to her.
In the world of cultivating immortals, if a three-year-old plant essence can bear fruit, that would be a big deal. This child will definitely be well-trained by the elders of the clan, and even at a young age, he will be apprenticed to those famous emperors or real people, and become famous.
This kind of good seedling has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years in the world of immortality, and it can be counted on one hand.
You know, when she was twenty years old, she had the second copper money grass leaf. This is considered to be a good qualification for their Tongmocao family.
Yan Yu looked at the face in front of him, 'What happened? is it hard? ’ son, didn’t know what to say.
At this moment, Yan Kuku next to him had bitten the mangosteen pulp into his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Wow, it's so sweet!"
Yan Zhuzhu heard the words, and handed over the one in his hand: "Do you want more?"
"Yes!" Yan Kuku, who had been struggling all this time, quickly took it, "Zhuzhu, thank you."
Yan Zhuzhu shook his head: "No, we are all brothers."
Yan Kuku: "I will grow bitter melon in the future, and I can give you to eat it too."
Yan Zhuzhu: "Then you want to learn the results from me?"
Yan Kuku grasped the mangosteen in his hand, thought for a while, and nodded.
Looking at the child's words as if no one was communicating with them, it was almost petrified.
Yan Mengmeng, the always caring boss, noticed her, glanced at the bag she was holding, and said empathetically, "Mom, do you want to go out for errands?"
Yan Eucalyptus nodded mechanically.
Yan Mengmeng: "Okay, then mother, go quickly. My second brother and I will learn the results from the third brother."
Yan Yu: "..."
What else could she say, she could only nod, and then squatted down.
In the two worlds, this was the first time she had seen this rumored genius.
And now, this genius, is her third son.
After Yan An experienced the shock and disbelief at the beginning, he has now reacted and turned into sincere happiness.
When she first wanted to find someone with double cultivation to have a child, she felt that the child's father must be very important.
But at that time, she was more concerned about appearance.
Now it seems that not only the appearance, but also the IQ is very important.
She said to Yan Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, you are an elder brother, take good care of your two younger brothers at home."
Yan Mengmeng nodded.
Yan Zhuzhu frowned upon hearing this, and wanted to say that he could also take care of his two elder brothers, but he still didn't say anything.
I always feel that if I say this, my eldest brother may mind a little bit.
Just now he smelled a little sour.
Yan Yu looked at Yan Zhuzhu: "Zhuzhu, since you can bear fruit, you can share your experience with your two brothers. My mother is not fruit-bearing, so I have never been able to teach your two brothers, please. "
Although the result of this kind of thing mainly depends on one's own understanding, it will be much better if someone guides it.
In this world, without the sects that accept apprentices in the world of cultivating immortals, and the schools in the clan, she has never been able to teach.
After all, she is fruitless, and she is very different from these three children who will bear fruit. So it's all up to them.
Yan Zhuzhu nodded: "Mom, don't worry, there's no problem."
Yan An was relieved, from left to right, he first touched Yan Mengmeng's head, and then wanted to touch Yan Zhuzhu's head in the middle.
It's just that Yan Zhuzhu avoided it immediately, and Yan An's hand didn't touch it.
The atmosphere was a little awkward, Yan Zhuzhu touched his face, and two more mangosteens grew on his head.
He pulled it out and handed both mangosteens to Yan An, hiding his embarrassment: "Mom, here you are."
Some awkward tone.
Yan Eucalyptus burst out laughing, she took it, and put the three mangosteens together into the bag.
"Okay, then mom is gone~" she waved her hand.
Yan Kuku, who was eating the second mangosteen, raised his head, and said mournfully, "Mom, and me."
Yan Yu turned around, was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and rubbed Yan Kuku's head as if it was a remedy for the dead, and said guiltily: "Oh, oh, sorry! Mom didn't forget you on purpose."
Yan Kuku: [Bitter Melon Face.jpg]
The front desk quietly looked at her several times and made a phone call.
But after a while, a woman in business attire came down with a smile on her face.
The woman has a strong aura, but she has an amiable smile, and the fine lines on her face are traced by the years. She is not ugly, but adds charm.
This is a woman in her thirties.
"Miss Yan Yu." She said, "I am Teacher Qi's secretary, please follow me, and I will take you to Teacher Qi's office."
Yan Yu nodded and said with a smile, "Okay."
Aren't ordinary artists managers and assistants? Why does Qi Yan still have a secretary?
But yes, he said that his studio is his, so he is the studio owner.
It is normal for the boss to have a secretary.
The woman who claimed to be the secretary took Yan An all the way to the top floor of Kangheng Building.
Yan Yu has been in this world for three years, and basically knows everything he needs to know.
She knew very well what the top floor generally represented.
The higher the building, the higher the status.
It is said that Qi Yan is Kang Heng's first brother, as expected.
The secretary opened the door of the office and bowed slightly: "Miss Yan An, something happened suddenly, Teacher Qi is busy. You wait in the office for a while, and someone will come to talk to you about signing the contract soon."
Yan Yu smiled back politely: "Okay."
"What drink would Miss Yan'an want to drink, coffee, tea or fruit juice?"
Yan Yu said without hesitation, "I want plain water."
She loves water deeply. As for the things in this world, such as coffee, milk tea, and happy fat house water ice cola, she doesn't like it.
What is there and what is not, in this world, water is the best drink, and no objection will be accepted.
Secretary: "Okay, please wait a moment."
After speaking, the secretary closed the door.
In the huge office, Yan Yu was the only one.
All the layout of the office reveals a low-key luxury.
In front of her is a floor-to-ceiling window, looking out, the line of sight is vast, and basically there are no buildings blocking it.
Compared with the surroundings, Kangheng Building is the tallest, not to mention, her current place is still on the top floor of Kangheng.
Yan An didn't wait long in the office when Yang Shen arrived.
"Miss Yan Yu." Yang Shen was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, holding a document in his hand, and sat down opposite Yan Yu, "Meet you again, how are you doing these days?"
"Very good." While answering, Yan An subconsciously glanced behind him.
Yang Shen said: "Teacher Qi can't get away now, he asked me to talk to you about the signing of the contract."
Yan An looked away, with a sweet smile on his face, it didn't matter: "Okay."
………
Yang Shen said that the current contract is a clause that only popular artists are qualified to sign with the company.
Yan An didn't believe it, but she didn't understand the terms of the contract, and she felt that it was not good to sign so casually.
She hesitated: "Can I ask a friend of mine?"
Yang Shen smiled and spoke easily: "Naturally."
What the immediate boss meant was that Yan An could sign the contract, no matter what she asked.
Yan Yu then took out his mobile phone and pointed to the contract: "Can I take a picture for my friends to see?"
Yang Shen: "Yes, you can do whatever you want." After finishing speaking, he thoughtfully said that he would go out to make a phone call and come back in 20 minutes.
After they left, Yan Yu took a picture of the contract and sent it to Liang Baiyu.
A few seconds after the picture was sent, while Yan Yu was still editing the language, a message came over there.
Cuckoo: Kangheng Entertainment actually signed you?
Yan Yu had no choice but to delete the half-edited words.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Mmmmm!
Cuckoo: Because of Qi Yan?
Yan An's heart skipped a beat, strictly speaking, it was indeed because of Qi Yan.
And what she signed was not actually Kang Heng, but Qi Yan's studio under Kang Heng's name.
But she felt a little guilty for some reason, so she didn't dare to elaborate, and even beautified it a bit.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: I can't say that, it should be that during the recording of the program, he took a fancy to my potential as a star.
Cuckoo: Just talk about it.
Cuckoo: I only saw that he took good care of you in the recorded program.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: Anyway, you should look at the terms of the contract first, are there any traps or the like?
Cuckoo: Let me take a closer look.
A few minutes passed.
Cuckoo: Go ahead, talk.
When Yan An received the news, his head was full of question marks.
Eucalyptus wants small money Money: ? ? ?
Cuckoo: Have you been taken care of by Qi Yan? Or is there any Xing transaction?
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: ... what are you talking about! Of course not! How can it be? !
Cuckoo: Then I don't know why Kang Heng signed a contract with you that only popular artists are qualified to sign.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: the terms of the contract are all right?
Cuckoo: Yes, no problem. You really haven't been dived by him?
Eucalyptus wants small money: Of course not! How long have we known each other, am I that kind of grass?
Cuckoo: That means Qi Yan has taken a fancy to you and wants to tie you to Kangheng, so that he can get the moon first if he is close to the water.
Yan Eucalyptus: ...
Qi Yan helped her because they were ex-husband and ex-wife after all.
There is no need for unspoken rules between them. After all, what should be done was done three years ago. Even the seeds were born.
And fancy her? Yan An didn't think that Qi Yan liked him very much. After all, she didn't chase him because she liked him.
The two had a flash marriage, and each had their own goals. Divorce, too.
After living for more than two hundred years, although she has never felt true love, she knows very well that she and Qi Yan are not.
But Qi Yan is really a good ex-husband.
Yan Eucalyptus replied while thinking.
Eucalyptus wants small money: It's really not what you think, then I'll sign it.
Cuckoo: Yan, seriously, I advise you to be cautious.
Yan Yu was taken aback for a moment, this friend was seldom serious.
Eucalyptus wants petty money: why?
Cuckoo: Qi Yan looks very gloomy. And he has never done good deeds, so he must have something to help you.
Cuckoo: So you'd better stay away from him. After all, you are not an ordinary person. If you accidentally exposed your secrets, what should you do?
Yan Yu is still very confident in Qi Yan, so he automatically skips the words 'yin', 'do not do good deeds', and 'must have a plan'.
What she was concerned about was the revelation of her identity as the copper money grass.
Although she was very careful, there was always a risk of being discovered if she was close.
When recording in Nanmu Township last time, not only Lemon and Bitter Gourd almost killed him, but even himself was almost discovered.
When she promised him on the phone before, why didn't she think of this?
It is estimated that at that time, she was dazzled by the sudden 10 million.
Then he was tempted by what he said on the phone, such as things like the best resources in the future will go through her first.
These conditions are indeed attractive, but you have to live to enjoy them.
When she decided to enter the entertainment industry, she decided to stay away from him, and she didn't even want to participate in the same variety show with him.
How did it happen now?
Yan Yu felt a little unbelievable about the status quo, and regretted it.
Eucalyptus wants a small amount of money: ...You seem to have a point in saying that.
Cuckoo: Why don't you run away?
Eucalyptus wants small money: But I owe him 10 million yuan...
Yan Yu probably told Liang Baiyu about the 10 million yuan, but concealed the fact that he was her ex-husband.
Cuckoo:...
Cuckoo: I can't help you anymore, you can figure it out yourself.
Cuckoo: I hope that after a few months, you will still be a healthy grass.
After that, Liang Baiyu didn't reply any more when Yan An sent anything.
With a bitter face, she flipped through the contract, very tangled.
Twenty minutes later, Yang Shen came back: "Miss Yan Yu, have you considered it?"
Yan Yu bit his lip and tentatively said, "Assistant Yang, can I not sign?"
Yang Shen was taken aback for a moment, and his smile subsided: "May I ask what the reason is? Is there anything wrong with the terms of the contract?"
Yan An shook her head: "It's not about the terms of the contract." She hesitated a little: "It's my personal problem."
Yang Shen let out a sigh of relief: "Teacher Qi said that you and him have already talked over the phone, and the only thing left is the contract."
Yan Yu was a little embarrassed: "But now, for some reasons, I..."
She hesitated to speak, but Yang Shen already understood what she meant. To put it simply, it is to repent.
"Miss Yan Yu, I have no right to decide this matter, I have to report to Teacher Qi." Yang Shen looked at the time and stood up, "The temporary meeting will end in ten minutes, and Teacher Qi will take the initiative to talk to you at that time. Please wait in the office."
Yan Yu didn't really want to wait, but he had to.
She didn't want to talk to him, she had seen Qi Yan's ability to fool people three years ago.
But the 10 million he borrowed has already been exchanged for a mangosteen.
If possible, she wanted to stuff the mangosteen back.
But the baby that has sprouted cannot be stuffed back, and the money cannot be refunded.
The author has something to say: The person concerned said: I regret it now, I regret it very much, why did things develop into the current situation?