Lin Jinyan fought in the kitchen for a while. Seeing that Fang Tang had already started cooking, he returned to the living room and continued to chat with his old father.

Lin Zhihui glanced at him and said coldly: "What are you doing when you are back?"

"If you have a hand, you won't cause trouble in it." Lin Jinyan leaned over and sat down, and continued to peel the oranges and eat them.

The bag of oranges bought by the other party was surprisingly of good quality.

I guess I bought the most expensive one after some careful selection.

Seeing this, Lin Zhihui reached out to pick up the orange on the coffee table, hid it beside him, and continued to watch TV: "This was not bought for you, it's almost done."

"Ha?" Lin Jinyan looked confused and couldn't even swallow the orange in his mouth. "You didn't say that ten minutes ago... I didn't buy it for me, but who else could I buy it?"

"Of course it was left for Fang Tang."

"Before you entered the door, I didn't know that there was a Fang Tang at home!"

"Can I change my mind now?"

Lin Zhihui sat upright, turned his head, and looked down at him, "Do you have any objections?"

"..." Lin Jinyan looked at the orange in his hand, looked at him again, and was silent for two seconds, and said helplessly, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say, I have no objection."

He finished eating the oranges in his hand, sat down leisurely, took out his phone and swiped the O station.

The living room was in a sense of silence, and only the TV was still trying to liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Zhihui stared at the TV for a while, and his mind gradually dispersed and gradually lost his interest in watching.

After continuing to switch two channels, he couldn't help but drop the remote control in his hand and turned to stare at Lin Jinyan.

In his opinion, reorganizing a broken family is much more difficult than running a small company.

"If you have any questions, just ask directly, don't look at me like that." Lin Jinyan said without raising his head.

"Do you know why I haven't looked for you in more than a year?" Lin Zhihui asked in a deep voice.

"Because I did something wrong, but I don't want to give in." Lin Jinyan put down his phone and thoughtfully replied, "Because you are too busy, you are unwilling to put down your face and contact me."

He almost explained the core problems that the two people had in one sentence.

Lin Zhihui was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "I think it's quite clear now."

"I have always been very clear. I was just not good at expressing my own opinions before." Lin Jinyan looked at him quietly, "Even if I talked about your question, will you listen?"

Lin Zhihui was silent.

"You are a mature adult, I am a childish child. I can't express my own thoughts to you well, and you are unwilling to listen to my thoughts seriously. In the end, I was forced to make me anxious and I couldn't help but vent my dissatisfaction in the wrong way, causing a bad impact... In fact, it's that simple."

Lin Jinyan corrected his sitting posture and said seriously, "Because I'm not sure if you have figured out your own problems, I haven't contacted you, otherwise I'm just asking for trouble for myself."

Lin Zhihui habitually wanted to respond, but thinking of what the other party had just said... he did not look like a mature and rational father if he did this again.

After thinking for a while, he snorted and asked, "Why did your grades suddenly become so good? I remember before the third year of high school, you were still the one at the bottom of the class?"

"Because of her." Lin Jinyan let out a sigh, raised his chin, and signaled to the kitchen, "When I was in my senior year, she and I were the same deskmate. She was the first in the class and the top 50 students in the top 50 in the grade. I will definitely have no problem with tutoring me."

After a pause, he added, "I am a hereditary person. I am smart in my mind. In addition, there are people tutoring me and I am willing to work hard... I will get better in the future, and there is nothing unexpected."

The flattery he spoke was so completely that he didn't show any traces. If he didn't listen carefully, he might not be able to hear it.

"Hmph~" Lin Zhihui was in a relaxed mood and slowed down a little, "You have been a deskmate with Fang Tang for a year?"

"I took the initiative to apply with the class teacher." Lin Jinyan said with a smile.

Yes, boy!

With the name of tutoring and studying, I approached the little girl openly.

In the end, not only did the grades improve, but the little girl also revoked her home...

Didn't embarrass the family.

Lin Zhihui muttered a few words in his heart, then calmed down his thoughts and asked calmly:

"The little money I left for you is indeed enough for you to spend two years, but what does it mean when you said on the phone, "You can find you if you are short of money." Are you still working part-time?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of another possibility, and his eyes became strange in an instant, "Or, Fang Tang's family is very rich, do you usually use her family's money to live?"

"Don't think about it. We earn money from our lives by ourselves, and it has nothing to do with her family." Lin Jinyan shook his head, "We don't plan to ask for money from our family in the future. The money we earn on ourselves is already enough."

"What part-time job, tutor?" Lin Zhihui became more and more curious, and he could no longer maintain his serious and cold attitude.

"Photo video." Lin Jinyan raised his phone and signaled.

"Photo video..." Lin Zhihui thought for a moment, his face changed slightly, "Internet celebrity?"

"It's a bit too general to say that internet celebrities are content creators."

“Content creator?”

"Give you an example." Lin Jinyan opened the O Station APP, selected Fang Tang's latest food video, and handed it on his mobile phone, "You can watch this video first, and you should understand it after watching it."

Lin Zhihui only looked at the title of the video and roughly understood the other party's meaning.

No matter what, he is a half-successful person, not an African native, so how could he not even know the content and videos?

He would have some doubts, but he just didn't think clearly about the specific meaning of the other party's words "content creator".

After all, this is the generation gap between middle-aged and young people.

After resolving his doubts, he turned his attention back to the video.

This is a delicious food video for making crispy pork belly bibimbap. The video footage and explanation style are very fresh, well... and a bit familiar and familiar.

The video lasted only five minutes, and he quickly finished watching it, and then clicked on the next video.

Lin Jinyan: "?"

Five minutes passed again.

Just as Lin Zhihui finished watching the second video and was about to continue clicking on the third video, Lin Jinyan couldn't stand it and reached out to take back his phone.

"It's almost done. If you want to see it, go to the next O-station app."

"Is the name O Station?"

Lin Zhihui repeated in a low voice, turning his head thoughtfully at him, "Did Fang Tang do those videos just now?"

"This is content creation, how about it? It looks OK, right?"

“It’s pretty good.”

"Isn't it much more serious than you think?" Lin Jinyan asked with a smile.

"It's not serious, but it looks really comfortable." Lin Zhihui's impression of Fang Tang improved a little more.

Well... he is a good daughter-in-law.

"Are you relieved to have such a daughter-in-law?"

"snort!"

...

The two of them fell silent again, and were unwilling to speak again, but the atmosphere was much easier than before.

Lin Zhihui took out his phone, relied on the other party’s previous prompt and his memory to successfully download the O station app, found the up owner of “Cancub”, click to follow, and continue to watch the video.

He guessed that Lin Jinyan should be the up-owner of this website, otherwise he would not be able to say that he would make money by shooting videos, but he still didn't ask much.

This matter can be answered from my daughter-in-law, so why bother with that bastard?

After continuing to watch the third video, Lin Zhihui found a clue from those barrage.

——"Sugar Cube" seems to have a close relationship with the up owner named "Shuangmuyan".

‘Shuangmuyan…’

He thought for two seconds, returned to the homepage, found the name, clicked on its space, and watched the video.

After just watching two videos briefly, he found that this was indeed his son's account... because the other party had already revealed his face.

'Like Fang Tang, the number of fans exceeds one million... It's quite amazing.'

While he was happy in his heart, he continued to watch the video, and then found that the other party had secretly mastered many skills that he had no idea.

Arrangement, composition, erhu, painting, editing, etc.

He doesn't remember that the other party had learned these things before.

Or is it that the other party has been hiding it from him and secretly accumulating his talents?

What's this for? Do you want to scare him?

"When did you learn Erhu?" he couldn't help but ask.

He didn't like wearing headphones when watching videos, so the movements he had just flipped through the videos were all heard by Lin Jinyan on the side.

Lin Jinyan knew that he was watching his video, but he didn't care much.

"When I was a child, I learned from my grandfather, don't you know?"

"Study from your grandfather?"
To be continued...