Almighty Star Daddy

These days, the old man was as busy as Han Mo had expected. He was serious about doing things, but this time it was his son's business, so he put it on top of his heart.

Han Mo was also happy when he saw his father getting busy again. When the little guy was there, Han Jun still took the child to and from school and played with his granddaughter. When the child was not at home, he began to play with his son's account, and he had to talk to Han Mo at night. Discussion, the days passed quickly.

On Saturday morning, the little guy didn't have to go to school. He knew that his grandfather would also appear on TV like his father, and he was very excited.

"Grandpa, can Xuanxuan see you on TV at night, just like seeing Dad before?"

Han Jun pinched the little guy's face, "Of course, Xuan Xuan can see Grandpa's performance today."

"Is it like this?" The little guy imitated his grandfather's usual way of playing the piano. His two little hands pretended to be playing in the air, very rhythmic, and his head swayed with the gestures.

Xuan Xuan's small appearance is both funny and cute, making Han Jun and Chen Yuehong laugh.

"Dad, we can go." Han Mo walked out of the room. He didn't need to prepare his clothes for a long time. Many sponsors begged Meng Si to let Han Mo wear their brand clothes.

Han Jun stiffened his waist and pulled the corner of his dress.

Seeing the black dress his father was wearing, Han Mo said casually, "Our clothes are provided by sponsors, Dad, you don't have to wear your own."

The old man curled his lips in disdain, "Can the clothes they provide be as good as mine? I wear this dress, and I don't know how many stage performances I have played across the country."

Han Mo took a close look at the old man's black dress. His father often performed in theaters when he was young, and participated in numerous domestic competitions and performances. When he was a little older, he focused on teaching, and the students he brought out followed his old path. , on the domestic stage.

The old man's clothes belong to the standard black style, and they are not outdated. It's good that his father likes it. Han Mo didn't plan to say anything. If you take it off again, the old man will definitely not be happy.

Beidu has entered the rainy season, and there has been a light rain these days, but it did not hinder the enthusiasm of fans to approach the idol.

The old man was sitting in the nanny car, looking at the crowded fans at the gate. The huge fan card had his son's name written on it, and he felt an indescribable pride in his heart.

Meng Si saw that the old man's eyes had been falling on the fans outside the window,

Xiao Yingying said, "Uncle is a fan of Han Mo. We will avoid being surrounded by fans for a while, so we enter through the back door." After that, he smiled again.

Meng Si was very polite to the old man. Knowing that he was a professor at the Conservatory of Music, he was upright and looked at him with awe. He also felt that the old man didn't talk much. He was just as boring as Han Mo, but Meng Si was a good person and could see at a glance The proud look in the eyes of the silent old man.

He quickly added, "Xiao Momo is very popular in the northern capital now, and the Internet is full of his news, believe it or not, if I announce his address now, within five minutes, you will be full of Han Mo's fans at your doorstep. "

The old man didn't say a word, his expression was still serious, but the corners of his mouth twitched quietly.

Meng Si observed the old man's micro-expression, "Xiao Momo is usually too low-key, and he never actively promotes himself on the Internet. If he uses his brains to hype it up, it will be even more popular." He said affirmatively.

The old man finally said, "Be low-key, don't be like those young people who jump around all day, just focus on your own work."

"Yes, what uncle said is too right, we just use our works to speak, and don't follow those crooked ways."

Han Jun nodded. When I first saw Meng Si, I felt that this short man was dressed in fancy clothes and spoke strangely. I also wondered how my son had found such an agent. Listening to him talking now, I feel that it is quite reliable, and I also have some good feelings.

This is the ninth game and the penultimate game of "Finding a Good Voice". After one singer was eliminated last time, there are only five singers left in this game. This is also the final lineup for the finals. This game will no longer be eliminated.

This game is very important for each player. In the past, the higher the ranking in each game, the later the next game. However, this tradition will be broken in the finals. Choose your order of appearance in the finals.

The No. 6 lounge is full of big players. For this game, Chang Hao has specially found a very well-known band in the circle to accompany him. He is very interested in this game. Although it is not the finals, it has been so many games by a newcomer Han Mo. Repressed, Chang Hao was very unconvinced.

"Brother Hao, I heard that Han Mo also invited foreign aid today." The assistant just ran back from the door and quickly reported the news he had inquired to Chang Hao.

"Foreign aid? Do you know what's going on?" Chang Hao frowned, thinking that Han Mo had brought the band himself.

The little assistant sat next to Chang Hao and shook his head, "I don't know, I'm a little old, so I shouldn't be in the circle. I know all the famous musicians in Beidu, but I haven't seen him."

Chang Hao pouted, not taking it seriously.

"The band teacher we brought today is already the top teacher in Beidu. On this stage, we say second, but no one dares to say first. Han Mo is so young that he doesn't know any well-known musicians, so there is nothing to be afraid of. "The little assistant said with a smile.

Chang Hao put his arms around his chest and leaned into the sofa with a smug smile on his lips.

Although it was not the first time for Han Jun to appear on stage, it was the first time he accompanies his son. The mood was completely different. He was nervous, more nervous than any of his own competitions and performances.

If you make a mistake in your own performance, you will lose your face, but helping your son with the accompaniment is related to his son's ranking.

Han Jun sat on the sofa and kept adjusting his posture.

Han Mo sat beside his father and said with a smile, "Dad, just play normally."

Meng Si also saw that the old man was very nervous, and said with a smile, "We are original, and people can hear a little mistake."

The old man slapped his mouth, "Original songs have to be more serious, how can you say such a thing."

"Yes, yes, uncle is right." Meng Si originally wanted to comfort Han Jun, but he was reprimanded, and he didn't care about catering to him cheerfully.

There was applause at the front desk, the host had come on stage, and the show officially started.

Han Junqing couldn't help standing up and walking around in the lounge.

Xiao Pang Xie was surprisingly quiet today. The first time he saw Han Jun, he was so excited that he stepped forward, shook hands and chatted. The old man was not good at talking, and he had never encountered such an enthusiastic and proactive person. Pang.

Xiao Pang thought that the old man didn't like him, so he was very quiet in the corner of the sofa, and he didn't dare to talk too much.