Shuya used to feel very far away from Han Mo, but now she feels very close to him, very happy and a little untrue.


    The little guy slept so sweetly that she didn''t even know her mother got off the bus. Shu Ya kissed Xuanxuan''s small face several times, but she didn''t notice it. She smiled at the corners of her mouth.


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


    Shu Ya was about to close the door when she suddenly thought of something.


    "What song will you sing in tomorrow''s finals?" Shuya pretended to be plain and pretended to ask casually. In fact, she wanted to know very much.


    "I''ll know tomorrow." Han Mo did not answer directly.


    When she didn''t get the answer she wanted to hear, Shuya curled her mouth and closed the door.


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


    It was sunny when I went out, and the little guy behind me was chattering. When I came back, it was the setting sun in the evening, and there was a sleeping beauty behind me.


    A happy smile climbed up the corner of Han Mo''s mouth. It was an unspeakable feeling. Maybe this was the joy of his family. He couldn''t help slowing down. There was a golden burden in the car. Of course, he should be more careful.


    ......


    There was only the last game left in the competition to find a good voice. It was not long ago, but a lot of things happened in the middle. It was like spending an important stage of life. This program made Han Mo''s name known to everyone and dedicated a high-quality song to the audience.


    The old man has continued to shine since he was invited by his son to complete some arranger groups. In the past, Han Mo picked up the music scores for the band by himself. This time, it was completely handed over to his father. Han Jun is energetic every day, and he is more energetic than when he first came to Beidu.


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


    It seems to be what just happened. Meng Si''s anger hasn''t been smooth yet. He rolled his symbolic eyes. "I directly refused for you. No matter whether he is the king of heaven or the king of earth, he should put down his airs and yell at me. It''s always good to go."


    Han Mo didn''t know what happened and glanced at Xiao Pang next to him.


    Xiao Pang suddenly came to the spirit, like reporting work, and said excitedly, "Zhang Youcheng''s agent came to our sichen media yesterday. It seems that Zhang Youcheng likes listening to" really love you "and hopes to make an appointment with similar songs. However, the agent''s attitude is not very good. I knew that it was less than ten minutes since he came into President Meng''s office." Xiaopang said, with a meaningful look in his eyes.


    Han Mo doesn''t know much about many performing stars in the world. This Zhang Youcheng has a little impression in the memory of the original owner, but he doesn''t want to search the memory bank. Anyway, Meng Si has refused, so there''s no need to tangle.


    Meng Si was very happy with the saliva battle he won yesterday. He shook his neck with pride, twisted his orchid finger and picked up the coffee cup.


    The little mouth pecked and sipped, and suddenly seemed to think of something, "by the way, Han Mo, are we too relaxed in today''s finals. The title of the song you reported is very lyrical. It''s so non explosive in the finals? "


    Little Pang Xie also hurriedly added, "yes, brother Han, you can''t play like this."


    Han Mo glanced inexplicably at Pang Xie''s excited and distorted expression, "why is it fun to sing a lyrical song?"


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


    Before each game, Han Mo would rehearse and then record a sample. However, Meng Si and little pangxie deliberately didn''t listen. They were afraid that there would be no surprise during the formal game. Although this is the finals, they also have a tacit understanding. There is no exception. They are itching like something, but they still didn''t eavesdrop.


    Meng Siqiang endured his curiosity and asked only such a question.


    Han Mo gave a light "um" as an answer.


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


    The beginning is the beginning. With the progress of the game, 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 doesn''t ask for him, but because he has confidence in him.


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


    The five singers about to appear stood in the No. 1 hall of Apple TV, waiting to choose the order of appearance. Han Mo, as the first in the last scene, had the first choice, because he was always the last to appear. Han Mo didn''t think much and chose the No. 5 number plate.


    Chang Hao unexpectedly chose the first to appear. He said that No. 5 was selected and he couldn''t choose No. 4. This number is unlucky. He chose No. 1 to have a good color head.


    Ye Lizhi happily chose No. 4. After taking the number card, he happily said to Han Mo next to him, "they are superstitious. I''m not afraid. If it''s related to numbers, what do you want to do with strength?"


    Han Mo didn''t speak and smiled approvingly.


    "Brother Han, the title of your song today sounds so tender. It can''t be a love song." Ye Lizhi whispered.


    "Sort of." Han Mo didn''t feel anything and replied casually.


    Ye Lizhi showed an unbelievable expression. "Songs with slow rhythm are especially not suitable for the competition. I didn''t sing in small competitions before. Try to pick some ones with strong explosive power, need to shout and high range. This kind of on-site effect will be good." After that, Xiaoye felt even more strange. It is supposed to be the last competition. Han Mo can''t know what kind of song is more suitable for the competition and can be liked by the public judges.


    Han Mo smiled, "just because it''s the last one, let alone think so much. Sing whatever you want. "


    Ye Lizhi looked at Han Mo''s indifferent face, don''t think so much? Isn''t the last game all about trying your best to win the championship?


    "Brother Han, what happened to your arm?" Standing on the other side of Han Mo, Liu Xiaoqing suddenly asked with concern. Because she was the last in the last game, she had no choice and got the No. 2 number plate.


    She had come to say hello to Han Mo, but suddenly she saw the wound on his arm.


    Han Mo raised his arm and looked at himself, "just wipe it."


    Liu Xiaoqing''s eyes trembled slightly. The wound was not a simple scratch at first. It should have been a long and deep wound at first. After several days of healing, it was what it was now. She could feel that Han Mo didn''t want to say more, she didn''t ask much, and her eyes stayed on the wound for a moment before moving away.


    She knows that everyone knows what kind of song to choose today is more suitable for the championship competition. Han Mo must also know that Liu Xiaoqing heard what he and ye Lizhi said. Xiaoye has a rough character. She didn''t hear it, but she heard it.


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