"What do you sing at school all day?"

"Didn't I teach you the little white rabbit and the little star? by the way, and the little butterfly. ”

On this day, after kindergarten, Gan Jing took his daughter home, and he was chattering on the road.

Gan Xuesi didn't say anything all the way, and didn't ask until he was about to enter the door: "Daddy, did the teacher say bad things about me to you?"

Well, my sister-in-law seems to have said that she wanted to establish the authority of the teacher.

Gan Jing remembered such a thing for a moment, and denied it with a slightly distorted expression: "No, Teacher Xu is praising you, but, but, I squatted outside your classroom and heard it." ”

"Anyway, you don't want to sing those songs in kindergarten in the future. Gan Jing entered the door and let go of the hand holding his daughter, and gave an order.

Gan Xuesi put his small schoolbag on the table, ran to the sofa and sat down, and said a little angrily: "Why! Why can you sing!"

"I'm your father!" Gan Jing felt that the reason was really unclear, so he moved out the biggest reason.

Gan Xuesi's eyes rolled, and he sat on the sofa without speaking.

Gan Jing has a headache, some adults' worries are definitely not understood by children, and they can't say it, of course the songs are good songs, but as the kindergarten teacher said, it's only a few years old to talk about the lyrics of love and love, and it's still not good.

Or, find something for Ersi that can divert her attention and cultivate her hobbies?

Gan Jing fell into deep thought.

After a while, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang, and the number was that of the kindergarten teacher Xu Xiuyun.

"Hey, hello, Mr. Gan, I just saw the signature of the song sung by Gan Xuesi, well, it all have your name, so ......" Xu Xiuyun elongated.

"It's me, well, songs are a hobby. Gan Jing stared at her pouting daughter.

"Oh, oh, that's it. Xu Xiuyun thought about the information she just found, she usually doesn't listen to songs much, and even if she listens, she doesn't pay much attention to singers, but today she searched for the names of songs that students love to sing, and then found a message that she hadn't paid attention to.

Gan Xuesi's father, singer Gan Jing, actor Gan Jing, best screenwriter?

"Children's hobbies are to be cultivated, Gan Xuesi at home because your work environment may be familiar, you can consider teaching her some music theory knowledge, piano playing and so on. Xu Xiuyun gave advice.

Gan Jing thought for a while and said, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Xu, I'll think about it." ”

"No thanks, yes. That, that, Mr. Zhu Gan was a box office hit. Xu Xiuyun saw the news that Gan Jing would have a new movie released.

Gan Jing thanked him politely, and then hung up the phone.

He slipped his phone back into his pocket and crouched down in front of his daughter, keeping his eyes level with hers.

"Did the teacher tell you about me?" Gan Xuesi looked at his father like this, thinking that his image in his heart might not be good, and tears slowly appeared in his eyes.

Gan Jing hurriedly said: "No, no, your teacher is saying that he invited me to the kindergarten to sing, yes, that's right." ”

He coughed and continued, "Think twice, you think you listen to a lot of those songs, right? Do you know that sometimes I spend weekends with a lot of people working on how to write songs? Do you want to know where the songs you sing come from?"

"Do you want to write a song for your dad yourself?" Gan Jing threw out the killer idea very simply.

Gan Xuesi nodded slowly and thoughtfully.

Gan Jing said happily: "Okay, then you can come with me to learn sketching." ”

He picked up his daughter, led her into the music room on the east side, and took out a pencil and manuscript paper.

Of course, you can teach music theory knowledge, but there are better candidates, Mr. Ma Hammer Ma has been quite idle recently, there are master people who can teach second thought, so I will teach her something better.

Gan Jing likes to draw storyboards, and his sketching skills are constantly tempered in the process, which can be regarded as a unique skill.

Isn't it a very emotional thing for a little girl to learn music theory and sketch?

When Yu Jing returned home from the company, she saw the small schoolbag on the desk, saw the food in the kitchen, and then looked around to see the father and daughter in the music room.

The floor is strewn with manuscript paper, crooked moons, stars, and apples, neatly lit, figures, and photographs, and the contrast between the two is extremely stark.

The lights were on in the music room, Gan Jing was concentrating on the drawing board facing the window, and Gan Xuesi was wrapped in a quilt and sleeping on another quilt at her father's feet.

Yu Jing smiled dumbly: "Why are you doing? Why don't you put Sisi in the room to sleep?"

Gan Jing's startled fingers shook, shook his head, and let out a long breath.

"Scared me. She wasn't pestering me, and when I carried her to bed and fell asleep, she ran back barefoot. Gan Jing glanced at Ersi, who was already asleep, showed a smile, and said to her sister-in-law with some pride, "How is it?

Gan Jing pointed to the moon, stars, and apples on the ground.

Yu Jing looked around, and still felt that Gan Jing's painting was better, he should have drawn a storyboard of "Infernal Affairs", just looking at it was like reading a comic, but he didn't seem to care about what he drew, but was more proud of his daughter's graffiti.

"It's good, hopefully up to your level. Yu Jing said.

Gan Jinggang wanted to laugh out loud but stopped, but said happily: "It's quite difficult to reach my level, you don't know how long I've been painting...... If she can be half as good as me, she should be able to support herself by sketching on the street. ”

"Okay. Yu Jing realized that she was wrong, he was not only proud of his daughter, but he was still proud.

"I'm not painting today, come, take Ersi back. Gan Jing put down the pencil, carefully picked up his daughter to prevent her from waking up, and slowly walked to the bedroom and put her on the cot.

Everything was in order, Gan Jing rubbed his somewhat stiff wrist and poured two cups of tea.

"Mr. Yu, how is the Blu-ray market?" he handed his sister-in-law a glass, and the salutation in his mouth turned to formal.

There is a family relationship, there is a work relationship, and it is customary to distinguish it by title.

"Xinsuo has ordered 40,000 new CDs and is in full swing to make them. Yu Jing blew a sip of floating tea leaves, "However, the estimate given by the neon channel is 200,000, and the urging is tight." After all, the market over there was unfamiliar, and I was a little worried, so I never agreed. In addition, the price given by Neon's Blu-ray manufacturers is now lower than that of Xinsuo, and it is more cost-effective to put it into production there directly than we in China. ”

Gan Jing nodded, did not give his opinion easily, but said: "The box office performance is good, so everyone is active in things that can make money." If you accumulate more experience, it is best to be able to connect a few small channels, and there is still room for a small alliance to do things while the Blu-ray market is not solidified. ”

"Good. What about "Love Before Dawn"?" Yu Jing asked, "When is its blue light going to be?"

Gan Jing pondered for a moment and shook his head: "Chu Hui has already made people contact with European filmmakers. ”

"How's it going?" asked Yu Jing.

"A group of sand sculptures. Gan Jing commented simply.