"Daddy, you're back!"

When he opened the door and stepped into the house, the first sentence he heard was like this, Gan Jing was tired all day, no, not tired at all, and today he completed the work without sweating in the crew.

Then, Gan Jing's happy mood all day became even more pleasant the moment he saw his daughter staggering over.

"What are you doing today?" Gan Jing pinched his daughter's face.

Before Gan Xuesi could answer, Yu Jing, who was cleaning up the dishes on the other side, said angrily: "Sisi, show your father your results today!"

Gan Jing took off his chin and rubbed his daughter's forehead.

"Daddy, Daddy, you let me down!" Gan Xuesi struggled to get out of Daddy's arms.

Gan Jing couldn't help but look forward to it, could it be that she learned to dance at home today or something? This is something worth encouraging, even if her daughter can't dance well, then she must applaud and encourage.

"Ahem!" Gan Xuesi coughed deliberately, her head moved forward hard, and she almost didn't stumble and fall.

Gan Jing subconsciously moved his steps and wanted to help her, but saw that the little girl had already stood up again.

Next to her, Yu Jing was holding a dish in her hand and looked at the father and daughter with inexplicable eyes.

Gan Xuesi spoke up, and sang crisply: "The little monk went down the mountain to fast, and the old monk explained." The woman under the mountain is a tiger, a tiger, and if you meet it, you must avoid it, you must avoid it!"

Huh?

I sang this thing in the morning!

How does this little thing remember words? And add adverbs of its own?

Gan Jing was dumbfounded.

Yu Jing looked at the man's expression, and reprimanded with hatred: "Look at what you teach your daughter to do every day?!"

"I ......" Gan Jing was a little helpless, well, if Xiao Ersi is addicted to singing, then it seems that there is something wrong with the verbal "women are tigers" all the time.

Gan Jing held his daughter in his arms again, thinking that this child must not understand the parable of a woman and a tiger, eh, I only heard that the words and deeds of parents have a great impact on children, but now I know that I am not deceived when I see it.

He sat on the sofa with his daughter in his arms, showed 100% acting skills, and said gently: "Think twice, is it good for Dad to teach you to sing two tigers? ”

"I don't, I'll sing this. Gan Xuesi said stubbornly.

As she spoke, she snuggled up in her father's arms and sang happily.

For a moment, the voices of tigers, women, women, and tigers echoed in the living room.

Gan Jing was a little annoyed, turned his head and found Yu Jing, who had packed up the dishes and chopsticks, standing aside with a smile and watching the excitement, and immediately said: "Look at your niece! There are only three of us in the family! Why is she so affectionate about this song? Who do you think she is singing?"

Yu Jing's face darkened.

For a whole day, although she was a little annoyed that her niece kept repeating these words, she didn't think about it at all!

"You, it's you, take your thoughts into the ditch every day!" Yu Jing's critical eyes looked at the initiator, what do children know? It's all the fault of adults!

"What are you singing nonsense!Hmm? I don't know where to get a weird song every day! How are you acting, you can do any soundtrack!" Yu Jing played a woman's habitual one thing and the other.

Gan Jing regretted a little, this was simply finding guilt for himself......

"That, that, I'll teach Ersi to sing other songs. Gan Jing rushed into the east music room with his daughter in his arms, and he closed the door before he felt quieter.

"Daddy, are you afraid of your aunt?" asked Gan Xuesi, who had been watching the whole process.

"Ha, ha, ha. Gan Jing smiled rhythmically, "I'm letting your aunt." Well, forget the tiger, Dad taught you a good song. ”

Gan Xuesi stood aside obediently.

Gan Jing thought for a moment and had an idea, this little guy seems to have a good memory, so give her the whole song that she can't remember, just right, Director Sun Mao said that he needs two pieces of background music with elegant and vulgar contrasts, which should be fine.

He sat down at the piano, played a few notes, and looked for the rhythm in his memory.

Well, I can't remember it clearly, so I have to recall it carefully.

Gan Jing played intermittently for a while, and finally sang it before Gan Xuesi was about to lose his patience.

“Trouble will find you no mater where you go oh oh。 ”

“No Matter if you're fast no matter if you're slow oh oh”

This is an English song, called "Trouble Is A Friend", with a light rhythm, it is the kind of song that makes people shake their legs, but it was known by many people in the last world probably because of the appearance of the Chinese adaptation in the short video.

- "Hey, I feel like my life has reached a climax, I feel like my life has reached its peak......"

Director Sun Mao said that there should be a contrast between elegance and vulgarity, and the first thing that came to mind in Gan Jing's mind was such a flowering of elegance and vulgarity - the English song is not elegant, but as soon as it is compared with the Tuhi version, it immediately meets the requirements.

Gan Jing's hand became more and more familiar, he sang the English version in its entirety, and then looked at his daughter with a smile.

"Come on, think twice, is this song good?"

Gan Xuesi frowned and nodded.

Gan Jing continued to smile and asked, "Then do you remember? Your father likes to hear this." ”

Gan Xuesi didn't speak, she looked at her father with wide eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that she had encountered a severe challenge on her cheerful life path!

This severity is obviously directly related to the degree of Ganjing's bright smile!

The atmosphere in the music room was solidifying, the little girl's brows were tightened more and more, and a little face was wrinkled.

Suddenly, Gan Xuesi moved.

"Wow, woo, woo, daddy bullying !!!"

The little girl cried out with a "wow", tears fell down one by one, turned around and opened the door to find her aunt, leaving Gan Jing alone to sit in front of the piano dumbfounded.

Hey, hey, you can't sing, your dad will teach you...... What are you crying about......

Gan Jing got up and walked to the door of the room to look at Gan Xuesi, who was crying in Yu Jing's arms on the sofa.

"Don't cry, don't cry, your dad is a bad guy. ”

"Okay, we've watched cartoons. ”

Yu Jing patted her niece's back while crusading against Gan Jing with the same hatred.

Hmm, going out by yourself will exacerbate the conflict, right?

Gan Jing quietly retracted into the music room.

However, although I don't directly try to persuade my daughter not to cry, there are other ways, music itself is an art that can transcend words, and this will also transcend the room.

Gan Jing didn't close the door, sat down at the piano again and played a light melody.

He didn't sing again, just played the piano over and over again.

The crying outside slowly became softer.

Gan Jing doesn't know when his daughter stopped crying at all, he himself is immersed in the melody and is used to thinking about things, these two paragraphs used as a soundtrack must be to put the Tuhi version in front to make the audience feel vulgar, and then put the original version in the back.

The sequence of the music was a skill, and he was already a little anxious to see how the audience would react to hearing the second piece of music.