Almighty Star Daddy

the next day

Han Mo sent Xuanxuan to the kindergarten and went to the company alone.

In the past, even on weekends, Meng Si would call Han Mo to communicate, and he had to make many calls a day, but this weekend, Meng Si didn't make a single call, which was very inconsistent with Meng Si's character.

Before he got to Meng Si's office, Han Mo saw the little assistant looking at the phone with his cell phone in his mouth, as if he was reading something.

Han Mo walked behind him, but the assistant didn't notice it. He turned around suddenly and was startled when he saw Han Mo.

"Oh, Brother Han, you scared me to death. President Meng went to a meeting. He's not here now, and he'll be back in a while."

Han Mo made a light "um" and glanced at the assistant's mobile phone screen, "What are you looking at?" Han Mo only saw the icon on the page, and he asked casually from the Space-Time Forum.

The assistant thought that Han Mo didn't care about this, so he didn't take the initiative to say it. In fact, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to find someone to share it with. Hearing that Han Mo took the initiative to ask, his eyes flashed with excitement, "I'm looking at a hot post on the Space-Time Forum, do you know about the Space-Time Forum?" The assistant knew that Han Mo didn't care about gossip, but he wasn't sure whether to follow these forums.

Of course Han Mo knew, nodded slightly, and said lightly, "I know."

After hearing these two words, the assistant said excitedly, "That's great." Then he held the screen of his mobile phone in front of Han Mo, "Brother Han, I saw a poem in the forum yesterday, it's amazing, To tell you the truth, I am also a lover of poetry and prose, but I have limited literary literacy, so I definitely can't write it myself, but there is absolutely no problem in appreciating it."

Han Mo glanced at the screen, and the assistant showed him the post from yesterday's poetry competition.

The assistant slid down the page and said with a serious face, "Brother Han, you are top-notch in singing and writing songs, but you must not understand poetry, but I understand, this is a good work, I know it at a glance. "

Han Mo nodded in agreement.

After being recognized, the assistant turned on the chat mode, "Our poetry has reached a bottleneck period, and we have not made breakthroughs in these years. Some of the works that have won awards are not very good in my opinion, but this poem, last night. The first time I saw it, I was deeply attracted by him, and it deserved to be the most modern poetry in the past two years."

Han Mo looked at the title of the poem and said nothing.

"Brother Han, look at this poem. Hey, why don't I read it for you?" As a senior single dog, the assistant had read it to the computer screen many times last night, and he was about to memorize it. , because there is no living person to enjoy with him, today I finally met someone who can talk to him, and it seems that the other party doesn't dislike him, so I must seize this opportunity.

Han Mo was a little helpless, but he had nothing to do right now, so he just let him go, "Read it."

The little assistant just asked tentatively, but he didn't expect that the cold-hearted Han Mo would really agree to listen to him recite. He took a step back in excitement, assumed the posture of reciting, coughed twice to clear his throat, and the recitation began.

"From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood, travel around the world... I just want to face the sea and spring flowers bloom."

Han Mo's expression was indifferent as he listened to the little assistant who finished reciting the poem, and the reading was really good. It could be seen that he must have read it at least ten times to have such a level of proficiency.

After the little assistant recited, he took a pose and paused for a moment, then put away his hands, and ran to Han Mo.

"Brother Han, how are you?"

"Yes, Not Bad."

The assistant knew that Han Mo might have little research on poetry, and continued, "This poem is called "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" and the author is a knight on a horse. Have you heard of it?"

Han Mo shook his head slightly, "I haven't heard of it."

He sighed in disappointment, "I guess you haven't heard of it, even I have never heard of it before, but it is said that two fairy tale books have been written, and I don't understand children's books, but the poems are really well written.

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Han Mo stopped gnawing, just watched the assistant talk to himself, interpreting and analyzing every word and sentence, and then showing Han Mo the comments of netizens on the poem.

Yesterday, when Han Mo posted the poem to the forum, he didn't pay much attention to the comments, nor did he look at the number of votes cast by netizens. At this moment, when he saw the mobile phone of the little assistant, he knew that the song "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" had the highest number of votes yesterday. It was reposted on the homepage of the Timespace Forum, and the cumulative number of likes has exceeded 10,000. Some people have published some articles on the forum before, but the poems are more niche after all. The results have been pretty good.

However, Han Mo felt that this poem deserved such achievements, and it was not very surprising.

The assistant was not surprised when he saw Han Mo, as if he wanted to further prove his vision and the charm of this poem, he continued, "Look at Weike." He exited the page of the Time and Space Forum and clicked into his Weike account.

It turns out that this poem has been forwarded to Weike by netizens. Different from forums, Weike has a large circulation. A poem can be forwarded by countless people just after it is uploaded, and its influence covers a wider range.

"This poem was the first to be forwarded to Weike, you can look at the numbers here." The assistant pointed to the number of reprints displayed under his Weike, which read 20,000 in small print. He was a little complacent and said with a smile, "This is just retweeted from me, it's not counted as being retweeted again after it was retweeted."

Han Mo glanced at the top comments under Weike reposted by the little assistant.

"Reprinted a modern poem again. Although I don't understand poetry, I must like this song today."

"Please tell me the name of the Royal Horse Knight, I'm going to follow him."

"I really didn't expect that today's poets can write such good poems. My buddy will help you reproduce them."

Although the little assistant is only Meng Si's assistant, the friends in Weike are also people in the circle, and many people who have seen it have reposted it. The spread of this poem is very fast.

He excitedly told Han Mo about his love for this poem, "Brother Han, you know, you are my first idol, the songs you wrote are so heart-wrenching, this horse knight is my first idol. Two idols, his poems touch my heart as well." After speaking, he sighed softly, "Hey, it would be great if you could let me meet the horse knight."

Han Mo didn't say anything, just pulled the corner of his mouth in cooperation.

"What are you doing?" Meng Si's voice suddenly came.

The little assistant saw that the boss was coming, and quickly put the phone back, "No, just show a poem to Brother Han."

As Meng Si walked to the desk, he laughed twice, "Oh, you are the only one who still reads poems."

The little assistant scratched the hair behind his head embarrassedly, smiled without saying a word, and stepped aside.

Meng Si doesn't care much about poetry, he has more important things, "I want to tell you good news, someone from Apple TV told me just now that last Saturday's viewing rate for looking for a good voice was the highest at the same time period, especially When Han Mo sang, the ratings broke the record since the show was broadcast. What's more interesting is that the ratings were still strong during the rebroadcast. It is estimated that some people did not see Han Mo sing, and wait for it to be seen during the rebroadcast. ."