Almighty Star Daddy

After sending Han Mo home, Meng Si was sitting on the sofa alone with his tablet computer. He knew that Han Mo could not pay attention to the information on the Internet, but Meng Si was sure that this kind of live broadcast could already be seen at night. Audience feedback.

With his many years of experience, Han Mo's choice of songs today is a bit risky. Part of the reason why he can stay at the top is because it has continued the popularity of the previous show, and the public judges are mostly young people. The points will be added a bit, but it can be seen from the number of votes that the lead in this game is not as obvious as the previous one.

Meng Si first opened Weike's homepage. Just as he had guessed, when he clicked on the homepage, various topics about "finding a good voice" scrolled across the screen.

"I rarely watched this kind of show before, but today I accidentally changed the channel to see "Ideal" sung by Han Mo. I still remember when I graduated from college and started working, I struggled every day to make a 1 yuan non-air-conditioned car. , or make an air-conditioned car for 2 yuan."

"When I was 30 years old, I was under a lot of pressure. Ideal was eaten by a dog, but I actually cried when I heard this "Ideal" today."

"I didn't expect that "The Girl Who Waving Wings" was actually written by Han Mo. No, I should have thought that Han Mo was the only one with such talent at the scene, hee hee."

Meng Si simply flipped through the pages. Most of them were positive comments on the songs sung today. They were quite harmonious. Maybe he thought too much. Meng Si was going to continue tracking the news on the Internet tomorrow. He just wanted to log out of the page. A batch of comments were suddenly updated, and they were all entertainment self-media accounts.

"A song like "Ideal" can take the first place. I am so disappointed. It's just a fuss. What kind of gold content does such a song have."

"I bet Han Mo can only sing ballads, from "Those Flowers", "Southern Girl" to today's "Ideal", all are ballads without exception. To test whether a singer is really a good voice, it is necessary to comprehensively For a person who can only sing folk songs, I don’t think he can go very far, and the audience will get fatigued sooner or later.”

After a few big Vs spoke, netizens began to be brought to the rhythm.

"I also think that Han Mo can only sing ballads, and he's tired of listening to too many ballads."

"I guess Han Mo can't finish the next issue. Will the folk sing to the end? Unless there is a backstage, I bet he will be kicked out."

"I still like singers who can sing well."

Of course Han Mo's fans supported him, and they didn't want to see someone say that he would be eliminated, so they immediately fought back.

"What's wrong with the ballad, if you sing the ballad well, you can win the championship."

"I just like to see Han Mo sing folk songs with his guitar in his arms. He's handsome."

"If you don't want to say anything else, I'll ask you if the ballads written by Han Mo are good or not. Are you moved?"

Compared with other people's sharp attacks, the rebuttals of fans who supported Han Mo seemed a little weak. Meng Si still exited the page and frowned slightly.

......

It was very late when the competition ended. Han Mo took a shower and went to bed. As Meng Si guessed, he didn't pay attention to the online situation at all. Compared with the competition of the show, he paid more attention to the two published books.

Wang Lei made the first two calls and said happily that the 100,000 copies of "Little Red Riding Hood" for the second time have been reserved for 30,000 copies by major bookstores in Beijing. But Wang Lei has many years of experience in publishing children's books, this book will not be bad, and various bookstores have also called to inquire about "The Frog Prince", and the publishing house is expected to print another batch of "The Frog Prince". Not only bookstores, but also major kindergartens in Beidu are calling to order these two books.

Han Mo just sold the text copyright of two books to the publishing house. The publishing house will give Han Mo a certain percentage of each book sold. This money has become Han Mo's current main income, that's why he does this. Concerned about book sales.

Turn on the computer, go to the book push website, and see the book push vote rankings at a glance.

It's not surprising that "Little Red Riding Hood" has already topped the first place. No matter from the educational significance of the book or the story itself, compared with the stories of this world, "Little Red Riding Hood" is well-deserved. He glanced down again, "The Frog Prince" ranked third, and the ranking was relatively stable. Han Mo wanted to rely on these two books to increase his popularity, so when the third book was published, he could negotiate the price with the publisher. , as a rookie writer has no right to speak.

Han Mo no longer pays attention to the comments and the like. He has said what he should say before. The feedback from readers has been seen from the sales volume. He doesn't bother to care about other comments, whether negative or positive. After exiting the webpage and closing the computer, Han Mo suddenly remembered the scene where the little guy suddenly appeared yesterday.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to the little guy. He had already set a shortcut key for Shu Ya's phone, and swiped his finger to make a call.

The house was not soundproof, so Han Mo could hear it faintly, as if there was a cell phone ringing outside the door. He didn't care too much, and continued to wait for the other party to answer the phone, when suddenly the doorbell rang.

Han Mo walked to open the door while holding his mobile phone. Just as he opened the door, a little man suddenly jumped onto Han Mo. Han Mo, who didn't react for a while, leaned back slightly, and immediately hugged him tightly in his arms. little princess.

The phone outside the door was still ringing, and Han Mo realized that Shu Ya was standing at the door, and he hung up the phone.

This is the first time that Han Mo has seen Shu Ya up close since he came to this world. The first two meetings were at the show. Han Mo was standing on the stage, and Shu Ya was sitting in the audience as a guest judge.

Shu Ya was wearing a low-key dress, a white loose shirt, the top two buttons were loosened just right, and two perfect butterfly bones were looming along the fair and slender neck. The lower body is black shorts, a pair of beautiful legs are undoubtedly exposed, and a pair of small white shoes is simple and elegant.

Han Mo knew a lot about Shu Ya in the memory left by the original owner. In fact, he had already made preparations to meet Shu Ya, but when the day came, he was a little nervous and nervous. Ten times more nervous than singing on stage, Han Mo didn't know what to say for a while.

The little guy crooked in his father's arms and jumped to the ground with a small schoolbag on his back.

Xuanxuan turned her back to Han Mo and pointed to the small schoolbag behind her, "Dad, help me take down the schoolbag."

Han Mo quickly took the small schoolbag off the little guy and held it in his hand.

"It's the stomach medicine that my mother bought for you. She said that you have a bad stomach. Let me remind you to take the medicine." The little guy put his little hands behind his back like a little adult.

Han Mo was startled, opened the small schoolbag and saw that it was indeed full of stomach medicine.

Shu Ya's face instantly flushed a blush, and an embarrassed smile froze on her face, "Xuanxuan, then... isn't that the medicine you bought for your father?" Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Han Mo looking at herself , So I didn't dare to look up, I laughed twice again, and set my eyes on Xuan Xuan.

The little guy pouted, "I'm still so young, how can I buy medicine by myself? Xuanxuan won't tell such an insincere lie." After speaking, the little guy sighed like an adult, and put his little hands behind his back. The room is gone.

All that was left was Han Mo, who didn't know what to say with a small schoolbag, and Shu Ya, who was embarrassed and scolded Xuanxuan "little traitor" in her heart.

The atmosphere became extremely quiet, and there was an ambiguous breath in the air.

"I......"

"I."

The two said at the same time.

Han Mo coughed lightly, and Shu Ya deliberately looked elsewhere.

"you!"

"you......"

The two spoke in unison again.

Han Mo decided not to speak anymore, and let Shu Ya finish.

At this moment, Shu Ya's face was burning hot, her heart kept undulating. She originally just wanted to care about Han Mo, but the "little traitor" made the atmosphere so embarrassing, she took a deep breath.

"You remember to take your medicine. You sing very well. I've been a little busy recently. Xuanxuan will be staying with you for a few days. I'll go first." Shu Ya finished all the words in one breath, and then ran away from the door.