Almighty Star Daddy

In the past, Shu Ya felt very far away from Han Mo, but now she feels very close to him, very happy, and a little unreal.

The little guy slept so sweetly, she didn't even know that her mother got out of the car, she didn't even notice Shu Ya kissed Xuan Xuan's little cheek a few times, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Today is the happiest day for the little one. No matter where they play, they are the happiest when they are with their parents.

Just as Shu Ya was about to close the car door, she suddenly seemed to think of something.

"What song are you singing in the finals tomorrow?" Shu Ya pretended to be indifferent, pretending to just ask casually, but she really wanted to know.

"I'll know tomorrow." Han Mo didn't answer directly.

Not getting the answer she wanted to hear, Shu Ya curled her lips and closed the door hard.

Han Mo smiled and shook his head, slowly starting the car.

The sun was shining brightly when we went out, and the little guy behind him kept chatting. When he came back, it was the setting sun in the evening, and there was a sleeping beauty behind him who was soundly asleep.

A happy smile climbed up the corner of Han Mo's mouth. He couldn't tell the feeling. Maybe this is the joy of a family. He couldn't help but slow down the speed of the car.

There is only the last game left in the competition to find a good voice. It was originally a short time, but a lot of things happened in the middle. It was like passing an important stage in life. This show made Han Mo's name known to everyone and dedicated it to the audience. A good quality song.

The old man has continued to shine since he was invited by his son to complete some arranger groups. In the past, Han Mo used to pick up the scores for the band himself, but this time it was completely handed over to his father. time to have the spirit.

When he arrived at Sichen Media, Han Mo learned that someone came to the company yesterday to find Meng Si and wanted to ask Han Mo to write a song, but he refused.

It seems that what just happened, Meng Si's anger is still not smooth, and he rolls his iconic eyes, "I directly refused for you, no matter whether he is the king of heaven or the king of the earth, invite songs to put down the air, and shout five and six here for me, Forever that sentence, good to leave."

Han Mo didn't know what was going on, so he glanced at Xiao Pang next to him.

Xiao Pang was instantly refreshed, as if reporting on his work, and said with great interest, "Zhang Youcheng's agent, came to our Sichen Media yesterday. It seems that Zhang Youcheng liked "Really Love You" and hoped to make a similar appointment. , but the manager's attitude was not very good. I knew that it took less than ten minutes from when he entered Mr. Meng's office to when he went out.

"Little Fatty pouted his lips after speaking, and gave him a meaningful look.

Han Mo doesn't know much about many acting stars in this world. He has a little impression of Zhang Youcheng in the memory of the original owner, but he doesn't want to search the memory bank. Anyway, he has been rejected by Meng Si, so there is no need to worry about it.

Meng Si expressed his great joy at the war of words he won yesterday, shook his neck with pride, and held up the coffee cup with his orchid fingers.

Xiaozui took a sip, and suddenly seemed to think of something, "By the way, Han Mo, you are in the finals today, aren't we too relaxed. The song name you reported is very lyrical, the finals. To sing so unexplosive?"

Xiao Pang Xie also quickly added, "Yes, Brother Han, you can't play like that."

Han Mo glanced at Xiao Pang Xie's excited and almost twisted expression, "Why is it a joke to sing a lyrical song?"

"Is it a love song?" Meng Si asked casually.

Before each game, Han Mo would rehearse and record a demo, but Meng Si and Xiao Pang Xie deliberately didn't listen, for fear that there would be no surprises during the official game. Although this was the finals, the two of them had a tacit understanding, no exception, and it was as if their hearts were itching, but they still didn't eavesdrop.

Meng Siqiang held back his curiosity and only asked such a question.

Han Mo gave a light "um", which was an answer.

Meng Si didn't speak any more. The purpose of participating in this show was to increase his popularity and make his official debut. Han Mo basically met his previous expectations in the first game, and everything after that was the icing on the cake.

The beginning is the beginning. As the game progresses, Meng Si has higher requirements for Han Mo. Of course, winning the championship is the best. Meng Si doesn't care about him, not because he has no requirements for him, but because he has confidence in him.

Because it was the finals, the singers arrived very early, and the guest singers who were going to return to the show also arrived at the TV station early.

The five singers who are about to debut are standing in Hall 1 of Apple TV, waiting to choose the order of appearance. As the first place in the last show, Han Mo has the right to choose first, because he is always the last to appear, and there are not many Han Mo. Think, choose number five.

Chang Hao unexpectedly chose No. 5 to play first. He said that No. 5 was chosen, and he could not choose No. 4. This number was not auspicious.

Ye Lizhi happily chose No. 4. After he took the number plate, he happily said to Han Mo next to him, "They are all superstitious. I'm not afraid. If it has something to do with numbers, why do you need strength?"

Han Mo said nothing, but smiled in agreement.

"Brother Han, the title of your song today sounds so tender, isn't it a love song?" Ye Lizhi said in a low voice.

"That's right." Han Mo replied casually without feeling anything.

Ye Lizhi showed an unbelievable expression, "Songs with a slow rhythm are particularly not suitable for competitions. I didn't sing in small competitions before. I tried to choose some with strong explosiveness, those who need to shout, and those with a high range. This kind of live effect will be good." After saying that, Xiao Ye felt even more strange. It was supposed to be the last competition. It was impossible for Han Mo to not know what kind of songs were more suitable for the competition and more liked by the public judges.

Han Mo smiled and said, "It's just because it's the last scene, let alone think so much. Sing whatever you want to sing."

Ye Lizhi looked at Han Mo's indifferent face with a vague understanding. Don't you need to think so much? Isn't the last game all about trying your best to win the championship?

"Brother Han, what's wrong with your arm?" Liu Xiaoqing, who was standing on the other side of Han Mo, asked suddenly with concern. Because she was the last in the last match, she had no choice and got the No. 2 number plate.

She originally came to say hello to Han Mo, but suddenly saw the injury on his arm.

Han Mo raised his arm and glanced at himself, "I just wiped it."

Liu Xiaoqing's eyes trembled slightly. That kind of wound was not a simple abrasion at first glance. It should have been a long and deep opening at first. After a few days of healing, it was what it is now. She could feel that Han Mo didn't want more. Said, she didn't ask too much, and her eyes stayed on the wound for a while before moving away.

She knows that everyone knows what kind of song is more suitable for this championship competition. Han Mo must also know that what he and Ye Lizhi said, Liu Xiaoqing also heard. Xiao Ye has a rough character, so she didn't hear it, but she did.

They can only see the title of the song selected by others. Han Mo's is an original one, so naturally it is impossible to know what type of song it is, but Liu Xiaoqing's intuition tells her that this song must be sung for someone.