Chapter 115 Don't push your luck

As a result, the three men reached an agreement silently and drove to The Fule's family Villa. "Grandpa Fu, are you at home now?" Inside the car, Song Mu took out his mobile phone and dialed Fu Lao's telephone. Because going to The Fule's family is still a temporary decision, and it is not cost-effective to save an empty space before coming and notifying. "At home, I was trying to call Xiao Muer. I didn't expect you to call. I knew Xiao Muer and I had a connection." On the other end of the phone came Fu Lao's hearty laughter. Listening to his relaxed and cheerful tone seemed to be in a good mood. "Of course, Grandpa Fu is my bosom friend...... By the way, the competition will start the day after tomorrow. I want to learn from Grandpa Fu again. I wonder if Grandpa Fu has time to give advice at night?" Song Mu also seemed to be infected by Fu Lao. He laughed stupidly like him, raised his hand and scratched his head. He asked expectantly. "I'm very happy. Xiao Muer can come whenever he wants and wait for him at any time." Song Mu was naturally extremely happy to come to Fu Lao. Listening to his excited tone of voice, he even wished she would live in The Fule's family. After hanging up the phone for about 20 minutes, the car stopped firmly in front of the gate of The Fule's family Villa. When I called just now, Gu Lao deliberately didn't make any sound, holding his breath and minimizing his sense of existence. At that time, Song Mu still felt strange, but now if you look at Gu Lao's appearance, you will understand why. It turns out that Grandpa Gu wanted to give Grandpa Fu a "scare", and he just had a good theory to "rob" his little Muer without authorization. "Oh, look who is here and what kind of strong wind can blow such a big man as you. It's really strange!" Fu Lao, who went out to meet him, saw Gu Lao walking in the front at a glance. His face with a loving smile immediately changed, his eyebrows twisted up slightly, and his tone was strange. But although frowning, I can't see the slightest disgust from the heart, but it seems to be teasing each other. Those are two old urchins. "It's not for the sake of an old gentleman's unauthorized decision to cross-examine, and I want to hear if he has put me, the grandpa of Xiaomuer, in the eye." Gu Lao is not to be outdone. He strode to the front of Fu Lao with crutches and stood still. Song Mu saw with his own eyes what it means to smile without laughing. This technology has reached the point of perfection, and people can't help clapping their hands. Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy. Gu Lao and Gu Jingxiu made a comparison. It is obvious that Gu Jingxiu was defeated. "I originally wanted to wait for Xiao Muer to win a prize at the end of the competition and go back to tell you. Since you came uninvited today, then don't bother me to run in person. Please go inside." Two old urchins so echo each other side by side into the room, as if to leave the back of the two people behind, Song Mu and Gu Jingxiu stood in front of the car, looked at each other, helplessly shook his head, then also followed in. "Today's time is really hasty, I didn't prepare anything, and I didn't entertain well. Please forgive me!" Fu Lao stood up and said apologetically to all the people on the dining table. Although it is the rhetoric to everyone, Fu Lao's eyes have been staring at the opposite Song Mu, and he has never left from beginning to end. Let him say such "servile" words to Gu Lao, it is absolutely impossible in this life! "Grandpa Fu doesn't have to be so polite. He is not an outsider. We don't care. Just relax." "Yes, yes, prude, or the same problem." Song Mu's voice just fell, Gu Lao couldn't help laughing and saying, one sings good face, the other sings bad face, always feeling that people are not so happy in their hearts. "My prude... is much better than someone's old prude." Fu Lao was also in no hurry. He sat down and replied rudely, regardless of each other's face. In their parents' hearts, only their happiness is the top priority. Besides, after so many years, the two have become accustomed to the role of "tell it to the judge". "Grandpa Fu, are there any rules in the competition? I want to learn in advance, otherwise it will be a shame." Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was going to turn white-hot, Song Mu quickly changed the subject and stood up slightly to give the parents a piece of beef. He asked sweetly and greasily. "There are no rules in this competition. Xiao Muer just comes as usual...... Oh, by the way, speaking of which, I do remember one thing. According to the situation in previous years, the players will attend the press conference the day before the competition." "In other words, it means getting familiar with each other and letting the audience know you." Fu Lao put down his bowl and chopsticks, as if he suddenly thought of something. His eyes flashed and he touched his chin and said. "I have to attend the press conference. Why is it so troublesome..." Song Mu, who heard that he was going to attend the press conference, immediately withered, "turning his face faster than turning over a book". The sweet smile that had stayed at the corners of his mouth and eyes instantly froze and gradually darkened, showing great reluctance. Song Mu did not want to participate, but felt that there was no need for it. She always felt that the press conference was an unnecessary and thankless "loss-making business." This activity is only suitable for those who are eager to increase their exposure, and it is useless for ordinary people like her. "It doesn't matter, Xiaomuer won't go if he doesn't want to attend. You take care of Grandpa and give you the decision to see who dares to speak." Gu Lao's eyes can't tolerate the slightest unhappiness of Song Mu. In his eyes, Song Mu is a treasure in his hand, which is willing to give up her dissatisfaction. Said, Gu Lao's eyes unconsciously fell on Fu Lao, as if secretly comparing something. "Don't criticize me here, don't think I can't hear it...... Xiao Muer, the press conference must be attended, that is, to go through the motions and take a few minutes." Everything else is easy to say, such an important occasion as the press conference must be attended, and the major media, together with live broadcast, can be regarded as a "grand event". It means a lot. "No problem, Grandpa Fu, I will definitely attend. Just now, I was just talking about it. I was joking." Looking at Fu Lao's difficult eyes, Song Mu also realized the importance of the press conference, so he immediately changed his mouth and solemnly nodded his head to protect off the charts with self-confidence. "You will be happy with my family's little Muer, Lao Fu. I said if you can feel sorry for little Muer. He promised you to take part in the competition. It is already very good. Don't push your luck." Gu Lao is still adamant. Ang's face, staring at Fu Lao from a high position, seems to be fighting for Song Mu, much like the behavior of "little sisters". "......"