Although they are all artists, Han Mo is much less worried than others. He doesn''t need to deal with the media or external interference. He just needs to be himself and concentrate on music. All the rest is left to Meng Si. There is a little Pang who is eager to help.
Little pangxie has taken over all the work of fan maintenance and online publicity. He uses his spare time and makes it clear that he doesn''t want compensation. He often says that as a senior fan of Han Mo, this is what he should do.
Each song of Han Mo participating in the competition will become the song with the highest listening rate in the Golden Melody week list next week. After the whole competition, Meng Si will integrate all the songs sung by Han Mo into an album for distribution and sales.
As for some interviews and programs, Meng Si picked the quality and felt that it was not enough. Han Mo blocked his teeth and basically politely refused. This is roughly the same as Han Mo''s idea. He doesn''t particularly like to participate in TV programs. If he doesn''t want to make his debut, he may not even participate in the program of "looking for a good voice".
With less time for other artists to run announcements, Han Mo can concentrate on doing what he likes. At this stage, the work is still relatively single, and the time is fixed.
Although he doesn''t need to pick up the children from school, Han Mo still comes back at the usual time and goes straight home to prepare dinner. My mother is doing activities outside and hasn''t come home yet. My father and Xuanxuan should be on their way home.
After working in the kitchen for a while, suddenly there was a sound of opening the door. Someone came back. Han Mo didn''t know who came back, so he heard the excited voice of the little guy.
"I want to show my father my painting. This painting will be taken to the school for exhibition tomorrow. Dad, Dad. " Xuanxuan saw dad''s shoes on the shoe rack and knew that he had come back.
As soon as the voice fell, he heard the little guy''s pattering footsteps. Han Mo looked up. Xuanxuan was already standing at the door, "Dad, this is my painting."
I saw the little guy standing at the kitchen door with a piece of drawing paper in his hands. On the drawing paper was a "special" room. There were several little people. The composition was a little strange. Scattered may be furniture. Han Mo couldn''t tell clearly.
He wiped the water on his hands, went to Xuanxuan, attached himself to the painting in the child''s hand, appreciated it carefully, and then spoiled to touch Xuanxuan''s head, "introduce your new work to Dad." In fact, Han Mo can''t see the theme of the child''s painting. He''s afraid that mistakes will affect the little guy''s enthusiasm for painting.
Xuanxuan proudly took her father''s hand out of the kitchen, "Dad, let''s go to the living room."
The little guy let his father and grandfather sit on the sofa side by side, and then pretend to be a teacher. Children like to go home and imitate the way the teacher talks, so the words and deeds of preschool teachers are particularly important.
Fortunately, Ding Rou is a gentle and kind teacher. Every time the little guy learns from her, he is also a clever little appearance, but his behavior and actions imitate adults. It still looks very interesting.
Ding Rou has an action that she may be used to. Her hair is very long, scattered behind her, and sometimes falls on her chest. She always subconsciously stroked her hair and smoothed the long hair behind her shoulders.
In fact, many girls with long hair have this action, but Ding Rou''s small action is very frequent, which may be related to her long hair. Han Mo didn''t care about it. He picked up the children and went to kindergarten to participate in activities for so long, but he didn''t find it. Later, the little guy stroked his hair every time before he talked like a teacher. Sometimes her braids were clearly tied up, Still do this on purpose.
Han mo later found that stroking her hair was Ding Rou''s small action. Every time the child learned from her, it was perfectly interpreted, which made Han Mo a little sad and laughing.
The little guy stood in front of the sofa, slightly raised his small chin and made a symbolic stroke of her hair. At this time, she was actually combing her ball head.
"Let''s give a round of applause now. Let''s invite Xuanxuan to introduce her paintings to you." The little guy''s voice and eyes are very exaggerated.
Han Mo whispered in his father''s ear, "she''s imitating head teacher Ding rou."
The old man smiled and nodded.
The little guy suddenly ran to one side and walked back to the center of the living room. "The picture I painted is my future home. This is a house. Below is clouds. Our house can fly with the clouds in the sky. This is my father. " The little guy pointed to a simple little man with a circle and several small lines.
"This is Grandpa." The fleshy little hand pointed to another villain with the same structure. Grandpa''s appearance was roughly the same as Dad''s, except that Dad had four hair on his head and grandpa had three.
"This is grandma, mom and me." She pointed to the other three little people. The only difference was in her hair. Her mother''s hair was more and longer, her grandmother''s was slightly shorter, and Xuanxuan''s own head was a black circle, which should represent the ball head.
Han Mo is used to Xuanxuan''s abstract paintings. Han Jun sees him for the first time. He stretches his head, puts on reading glasses and tries to appreciate him painted by his granddaughter. This is Xuanxuan''s first painting of Grandpa. After looking for him for a long time, he doesn''t feel like himself.
Xuanxuan finished learning herself and quickly changed her role to learn Ding rou.
First, she stroked her hair, then immediately exaggerated her expression, "I hope Xuanxuan can draw more and better paintings in the future." Then take the lead in clapping.
Han Mo and Han Jun also clapped in cooperation.
The little guy took the painting and slipped into his father''s arms. "Dad, teacher Ding also said that let me learn more from you and become a painter in the future."
Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan''s small face, "Xuanxuan will be better than her father''s painting in the future."
The little guy sprinkled a little Jiao in his father''s arms again.
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Chen Yuehong helped Han Mo cook when she came back. Although there were more people eating, she cooked a lot faster than Han mo before. She cooked four dishes and one soup and soon finished it.
Chen Yuehong is cheerful and does things quickly. She just comes to her son. Her son doesn''t let her intervene in cooking. She can only do some help. Even if she starts, she gives full play to her advantage of fast speed.
Seeing that her son is becoming more and more capable, in fact, being a mother is not so happy. Before coming to Beidu, her son, who didn''t touch Yang spring water, now doesn''t even think about four dishes and one soup. She cooks in tandem every day, which is both nutritious and not heavy. When mom sees it in her eyes, it hurts in her heart. She doesn''t have to suffer much in these years to do this.
Chen Yuehong kept on cooking for Han Mo, "son, eat more, you''ve lost weight."
In fact, Han Mo himself knows that he has become fat recently, but in his mother''s eyes, he is thin no matter how fat he is, and he eats less no matter how he eats. He is particularly afraid of her serving rice, and he has to press hard on the largest bowl. Han Mo really can''t eat and doesn''t want to waste, so he makes a good meal every time and steals a bowl and takes it out.
It''s the best time for children to eat. The special small meal dishes are full. Because it''s at night, Han Mo used to limit it for fear that the children are not hungry and full. It''s not good to eat and sleep at night.
Of course, this was before the grandparents came. Now the little guy has full horsepower and eats as much as he wants, because with the support of his grandparents, it''s useless no matter how Han Mo explains. In the old man''s heart, it''s good to eat.
Han Mo had no choice but to acquiesce.