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Some things about Liu Yifei have been changed by Cheng Yuan. For example, although she still wants to accept so-called literary films that can prove her acting skills, her aesthetics are more than one level higher than before.

In the past two years, I don’t like to watch chicken soup for the soul anymore. Under the influence of Cheng Yu’an, I started to read classic literature, and recently I’ve been making up for Chekhov’s plays.

But much more about her hasn't changed.

For example, she still doesn't like to share her life with the outside world and fans.

After 12 years, she has not updated WeChat Moments.

My personal Weibo is like a marketing account. Every day, I post either event information or advertising endorsements. After ten days and a half months, when I think about it, I post a photo. It’s not a beautiful photo, just a random one.

She still stays at home, and when she's not filming or participating in necessary activities, let alone seeing her, you can't even find out about her.

The heart is still cold, she only added the WeChat of the second female Mao Xiaotong after "Northwest 2" was finished.

You said, just such a person is worthy of being a female star?

Cheng Yu'an was sleeping soundly, and suddenly felt a slap on the face, and woke up with a start.

It turned out that the baby girl had woken up, and she was leaning on the bed and stepping on his face, trying to stand up.

10 month old baby is very energetic.

Cheng Yuan sat up, and her daughter stretched out her hand: "Baba hug."

"Good, good, hug." Cheng Yu'an gently picked up her daughter, "Shh, don't wake up mom."

"Ah."

Cheng Yu'an took her daughter into the bathroom to wash up together. Seeing that Liu Yifei was still sleeping, he took her daughter to have breakfast with the crew alone.

"Daddy will take you to play with the crew, okay?"

"Yeah." There were so many people in the crew, she was curious about everything and wanted to join in the fun.

Cheng Yu'an put her daughter in the stroller and pushed her downstairs.

The father and daughter came to the hotel restaurant, and the actors were already having breakfast.

"Who's here?" Nini said happily, and picked Cheng Mufan up from the stroller, "Qiqi, do you still know me?"

"Pfft~" The little guy spat at Nini.

"Huh—you're not good, you can't spit on others." Nini wiped the little guy's saliva, and hugged her on her lap, "How about some porridge?"

"Nai Nai." The little hand said and grabbed Nini's neckline.

"My sister doesn't have any milk for you." Nini laughed as she took Qiqi's hand away.

"Why are you an older sister?" Li Guangjie laughed.

Cheng Yu'an went on to say, "You are one year younger than Yifei. Qiqi is called Auntie."

"ai yi." Cheng Mufan was obedient, and called out, not sure if he was talking about auntie or aiyi.

But the meaning was this way, Nini was happy to hear that, took a mouthful of porridge, blew it cold, and fed it to Qiqi.

After Nini fed her, the little guy wanted to get off her body.

Li Guangjie took it again and fed her as well.

The little guy was passed around at the dinner table, everyone teased her once, fed her a mouthful of food, and when it was passed to Maimai, the little guy was already full and burped loudly.

Cheng Mufan seemed to like Mai Mai very much, he stayed motionless in her arms and looked at Mai Mai with wide eyes.

"Sister." He called out to her.

Where did Zhao Jinmai take care of a child before, and he didn't dare to move Cheng Mufan even when he hugged her, he laughed when he heard her call, and lightly pecked her small face.

The little guy curled his mouth, and wiped the place where Zhao Jinmai kissed him with his hands.

"You're no fun at all." Zhao Jinmai laughed.

"Hahahaha!" Cheng Yu'an, who was sitting on the side, also laughed. He was full, took his daughter from Zhao Jinmai's hand, and scolded, "You can't do this, my sister kissed you because she likes you."

How could Qi Qi understand this, she was still curiously looking at the table full of people in her father's hands.

After eating, everyone went to the studio by car.

The actors went to make up, and Cheng Yu'an took her daughter to sit in the director's chair to watch today's arrangement.

"Hey, you can't eat this." Seeing her daughter holding his walkie-talkie, Cheng Yuan was about to bite her, so she quickly snatched the walkie-talkie from her hand.

"Well—" The little guy refused!
Cheng Yu'an looked at both sides, tore a piece of white paper, and gave her a colored marker pen for her to draw and play with.

Seeing that it was inconvenient for Cheng Yuan and her daughter to work, the female producer in the crew took the initiative to pick up Cheng Mufan, put her in the stroller, and let her do graffiti in the car.

Looking at Cheng Yu'an's side from a distance, the picture is a bit amusing.

There are two rows of six large monitors placed high, and Cheng Yu'an sitting behind is looking at the schedule attentively, but there is a pink baby carriage next to the director's chair, and a cute little girl is sitting in the baby carriage , holding a marker pen in his hand and scribbling on the white paper, the little guy was still babbling and didn't know what he was talking about.

The little guy felt bored after playing by himself for a while.

"Baba, Baba, outside, outside." Cheng Mufan patted the stroller, waving his little hand towards the set, meaning to go outside for a walk.

After reading the schedule, Cheng Yu'an saw that the actors weren't ready yet, so she pushed the stroller and took her daughter around the set.

It made the crew members laugh: "Don't look at Director Cheng's one-sidedness on the set. In front of their daughter, he doesn't look like a big director at all. He's like a slave to his daughter."

Cheng Yu'an smiled and said, "Hey, I am happy to be a slave to this daughter, and I am willing to be a slave."

"Yeah!" Seeing Cheng Yu'an stopped to talk to someone, his daughter urged him to hurry up and push her to continue walking.

"Let's not talk anymore, I'll take our little princess for another stroll." He said and pushed the baby carriage away.

The little guy was full of curiosity looking at everything around him, especially the hanging exoskeletons and spacesuits of the crew. Cheng Mufan's eyes lit up when he saw this thing!

In the "North West 2" crew, she has seen cameras, tracks, beaters, monitors and other things, but where has she seen them.

Shouting to catch and play with.

Cheng Yu'an didn't dare to let her play with these, they were all mechanical and the screws were small, if they got caught, Liu Yifei would scold him to death.

"No, I can't give you this." Cheng Yu'an refused.

"Well——" the little guy refused, and patted the stroller just to play, "Papa."

"No." Cheng Yu'an still shook his head.

"Baba."

"I can't give you anything."

Cheng Mufan's face was bitter, and he was about to cry.

The prop master couldn't stand it anymore, and took off his space helmet: "It's fine to wear this."

"Hmmmm!" The little guy was about to grab the helmet with his hand.

Cheng Yuan took the helmet: "Just wear it for a while."

"Papa." The little guy tried his best to coax Cheng Yu'an.

"I'm afraid of you, I really don't know how you torment your mother." Cheng Yu'an had no choice but to buckle the helmet on her daughter's head.

The helmet was so heavy that Cheng Mufan's shoulders couldn't bear it, so Cheng Yu'an supported it with one hand, covering his daughter's small head inside.

Putting on the helmet, the little guy seemed to discover a new world, giggling inside the helmet.

Cheng Yu'an knocked on the helmet with the other hand and called her, "Qiqi."

"Baba."

He tapped the helmet lightly again: "Qiqi."

"Papa, hehehe."

"Come on, take a photo of us Qiqi." Cheng Yu'an suggested.

Cheng Yu'an squatted beside the stroller, holding the helmet with one hand, and Qiqi's hand was also on the helmet.

The father and daughter laughed happily.