131: Ten-day holiday, visit relatives

Two hours later, at 10:30 PM, Chen Fang finished filming, lying on the seat of the nanny van, resting with his eyes closed.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was his dad calling.

Chen Fang pressed the answer button, "Dad, what's up?"

"Finished filming? Are you tired?"

"Not tired, we only started filming this afternoon. What's the matter?"

"Your mom and I want to visit your grand-uncle's house at the end of the month. Do you want to come along?"

Grand-uncle, he wasn't his dad's biological brother, but a cousin.

A while ago, his dad was worried about him because of the sign that read "The wise do not fall in love, drown at your own risk," and mentioned that the couple with a good marital relationship was his grand-uncle and his wife.

He had a good impression of his grand-uncle. In his previous life, after his parents' car accident, he was raised by his grandmother. Although his grand-uncle in his previous life was just an ordinary laborer, he still gave him a lot of help, assisting him with procedures like school enrollment. After he went to college, his grandmother passed away, and his grand-uncle, adhering to the principle that a small sum of money is better than empty words of concern, occasionally sent him a few hundred yuan.

But in this life, perhaps because his dad and mom were alive, or perhaps because of different life opportunities, his grand-uncle was doing much better, even opening a small company, and he was also good to him.

In any case, he was very willing to see this relative.

Chen Fang glanced at his phone calendar, "I finish on the 23rd, and the 24th is a Sunday, how about that?"

"Then let's make it the 24th."

"Okay."

After a brief chat, Chen Fang hung up the phone and looked out the window.

His grand-uncle was 20 years older than his dad, and his grandson was already in high school. August 24th, for a high school student, wasn't that the decisive moment for catching up on homework?

Going at this time, would it disturb this nephew?

Go!

...

Sunrise and sunset, days passed by.

On the morning of August 23rd, amidst applause, Chen Fang finished filming.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the staff, Chen Fang was called aside by the director.

Director Yuan Lang smiled kindly, "Teacher Chen, you've worked hard during this period."

"Director Yuan, you're too kind. I'm honored to have received guidance from you and all the teachers."

"Alright, alright, we're familiar enough, let's not be so formal. I invited you over because I have an impertinent request."

"Director Yuan, please speak."

The director frowned slightly, his smile a bit awkward, "It's an impertinent request. After November this year, if it's convenient, could I ask you to pay a little attention to your image?"

"Image?"

Director Yuan Lang nodded, smiling, "I know you sometimes joke with your peers, and you'll be on variety shows, right?"

"Yes, I will."

"If it's convenient, I hope that after November, you'll pay a little attention to your image in front of the camera, and don't let this face stray too far from EErdo's image."

Chen Fang understood the director's meaning. EErdo was a noble, ruthless villain, and he shouldn't let this face be labeled as an abstract man or a comedian shortly before the movie's release.

Chen Fang confirmed, "Just after November will be fine?"

"Yes, we haven't set the release date yet, probably early next year. So, after November is fine."

"Okay." Chen Fang agreed.

He had originally planned to ban the suona for half a year, but since the director said so, he could do whatever he wanted with the adventures in September.

The director patted his shoulder, a brilliant smile on his face. Chen Fang was truly hassle-free.

In the evening, after Chen Fang had a farewell dinner with the crew members, he took the gift boxes prepared for visiting relatives from his assistant and returned to the villa.

Finally, a break!

He was going to the adventures on September 3rd. For the next 10 days, Tang Chen didn't arrange any schedule for him, just told him to rest well.

Chen Fang quickly washed up, then tooknoob into the e-sports room.

The little cutie sat obediently on the table.

Five minutes later, the game had just started.noob slapped the keyboard with its paw, and he lost a teleport.

Ah! Stupid cat.

Chen Fang took a deep breath. Ten minutes later, while waiting to respawn, he politely escortednoob out of the e-sports room.

...

The next afternoon, Chen Fang, wearing a hat, glasses, and a mask, arrived with his dad and mom at a small community in the suburbs.

His grand-uncle's family, three generations, lived in a small villa in the suburbs. Although the environment couldn't compare to Chen Fang's place, it was still quiet and comfortable.

Upon entering, his grand-uncle and his wife, his cousin and his wife, and his nephew were waiting at the door, with a little niece behind them who could barely walk steadily.

His seventy-year-old grand-aunt looked up at him, smiling kindly, "Xiao Fang has grown taller again."

Chen Fang smiled. It had been a year since their last meeting, and his height difference with his grand-aunt might have increased. But it wasn't that he had grown taller, but that his grand-aunt had gotten shorter.

"Your song, the brightest star in the night sky, is really good. It's my phone ringtone now," his cousin said with a smile.

Chen Junjie's expression changed. He initially liked this song very much, but later, they played it every day in high school, after dinner, and even after evening self-study. It made him sick of hearing it. Every time he heard it, he was transported back to evening self-study.

After a few pleasantries indoors, Chen Fang handed the gifts to his grand-uncle's family and sat on the sofa with his grand-aunt and the others.

His nephew, Chen Junjie, took the bag and, as he walked towards the sofa, excitedly asked, "Uncle! What's this?"

"Practice books."

【Chen Junjie negative emotional value + 888!】

"..." Chen Junjie gritted his teeth.

Damn it! Did he watch too many internet memes? Who gives this as a gift? He still had a pile of homework to do and squeezed out precious time to welcome him, only to be treated like this.

Chen Junjie sat down dejectedly, squeezing out a threat through clenched teeth, "Old man, do you believe I'll cut my hair in the first month of the lunar new year?"

"Cut it then." Chen Fang shrugged. Ignorant nephew, he couldn't even distinguish between an uncle on his mother's side and an uncle on his father's side.

Chen Junjie opened the bag and saw the bright red "Five Years of College Entrance Exam, Three Years of Mock Exams," but the next moment he realized something was off. How was this like a photo album? He pulled it out and opened it, instantly gasping.

It was indeed something like a photo album, but inside were—red banknotes!

"Do you like it? Isn't there a golden house in books?"

"Holy crap!" He took out a bright red banknote from inside, his eyes gleaming, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curving upwards, his eyes shining as he stared at Chen Fang, "Godfather!"

His cousin looked at Chen Junjie with disdain, "Xiao Fang, don't give him so much, it's like throwing a meat bun to a dog."

"He's not someone who wastes money. Just consider it his New Year's money for this year."

"That's right, that's right, Godfather, I love you!"

Chen Fang smiled, and then his mom's voice came from behind him.

"Chen Fang, come here for a moment."

"Okay."

...

Two hours later, the two families finished lunch. His dad and mom had to go out, leaving Chen Fang, his cousin, nephew, and niece at home.

Chen Fang sat with his cousin watching TV.

His cousin looked at the hat on his head in confusion, "Why are you wearing a hat?"

"I shaved my head for acting."

Only then did his cousin notice the shining back of his head, "Oh, I see."

The living room fell silent again. The two of them were more than 20 years apart in age, so there wasn't much to talk about.

Chen Fang asked, "Where did Chen Junjie go?"

"I don't know." His cousin looked around, "In his own room, I guess?"

Chen Fang stood up and walked to Chen Junjie's room, knocked on the door, and after hearing "come in," pushed the door open. He saw Chen Junjie holding a water glass in his left hand, drinking water, his eyes fixed on a test paper, and his right hand writing furiously.

Next to him was a stack of books and papers, piled up high and crookedly. On closer inspection, there was even a copy of ghost blows out the light among them.

Chen Fang teased, "H₂O poisoning? Still working so hard with only a week left?"

Chen Junjie slapped the crooked stack of books and papers next to him, "Look, this is all homework. Every subject teacher thinks they only assigned a tiny bit, but put together, it's killing me. After playing for a month, I can only cram at the last minute."

"Tsk, foot fetish."

Chen Junjie paused for three seconds before realizing Chen Fang was mocking him.

【Chen Junjie negative emotional value + 233】

This person, after not seeing him for over a year, how did he become so annoying? It seems work really does change a person.

Forget it, with that "Five Years of College Entrance Exam, Three Years of Mock Exams" there, even if his uncle beat him, he'd say it was a good beating.