Murphy's character is so strong, what she believes in, ten cows can't pull it back!

There was no way, Mo Xiaojuan could only helplessly watch Murphy do it in front of her computer, and then began to click on the email reply and hit the keyboard.

Murphy told Mu Ziang in the email that although she was grateful for the song Mu Ziang wrote for her, she was still sorry that she couldn't accept it, "because I already have someone I like", and didn't want to give him illusions and delay his time!

"Sister, you can't write like this, it's too straightforward!" Mo Xiaojuan shouted to stop Murphy's hand to send it.

Murphy looked at Mo Xiaojuan puzzled and asked, "Where can't you?"

"You can't tell him that you have someone you like!" Mo Xiaojuan said with a headache, "What if he gets angry and leaks this letter to the media?"

Murphy frowned, if it was Murphy who had just debuted, he would definitely say "impossible, how can people be so despicable", but now, Murphy still knows the sinister nature of human nature.

"Then how do you think it should be written?" Murphy gave up his position, or left the professional things to the professional people to do.

"Let's just say that it is because of personal reasons, I can't ...... it" Mo Xiaojuan skillfully modified it, not only this sentence, but the entire email was revised by her, the words were more appropriate, the tone was more tactful, of course, the meaning expressed was still the same.

Mo Xiaojuan finally looked at Murphy and asked, "Sister, do you really want to release it? You have to think about it clearly! After you release it, you may have to say goodbye to these good songs! And your new album is about to be ruined!"

"Hair!" said Murphy, however, firmly, without wavering at all.

Okay, Mo Xiaojuan clicked the send button. Watching the email go out, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that some of the things he had been carrying just now had been put down.

Returning to the couch and sitting down, however, Murphy looked at the sheet music that had been somewhat messily placed on the coffee table, which she collected, folded carefully, and put it into a folder.

Maybe she will use it to practice in the future, but these songs no longer belong to her...... There was a hint of sadness in Murphy's delicate eyes.

"Reluctantly, right?" Mo Xiaojuan went up, massaged her cousin's shoulder, and said with a smile, "What you said just now is so firm!"

Murphy gave her a blank look, and said angrily: "What are you reluctant to? Am I the kind of person who can't afford to let go? Hurry up and book me a ticket to come back the day after tomorrow!"

In the afternoon, Murphy was going to the capital to participate in the recording of a two-day variety show, but according to Murphy's own vision, after returning from this business trip, he would take half a month's leave to accompany his daughter.

Although Niu Meiling has become more and more snobbish in recent years, she has no intention of breaking with Murphy, and still gently criticizes Murphy's long vacation. You know, some newcomers in the company, or trainees in the practice room, don't have such a good treatment at all!

After Murphy said Mo Xiaojuan, she was relieved, she looked back at the computer that had just sent an email, and secretly thought: "Maybe this is the best! Don't think about taking shortcuts, it's yours after all, it's yours, it's not yours, Murphy, you can't want it!"

……

All this, the initiator Yang Yi didn't know it, after he finished sending the email, he threw the computer aside, just like the usual strong son can't contact Yang Yi without calling, this guy will only log on to SNS or mailbox if he needs it.

When will Yang Yi see Murphy's email? This is still unknown, now Yang Yi is teasing his daughter in a coffee shop!

"In other words, Wukong, who wants a weapon in his hand, arrives at the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, does Xixi know the sea?" Yang Yi gestured, "It's big, it's blue, and it's full of water!"

After listening to a story about Journey to the West yesterday, the little guy was fascinated by the monkey that popped out of the stone, and pestered his father all day to continue telling the story of the monkey, not even her favorite cartoon!

It's okay horizontally and vertically, and when it was close to noon, there were no guests visiting the coffee shop, so Yang Yi told his daughter another paragraph.

"I've seen the sea! It's so big, it's so big!" Xi Xi raised her little hand and said seriously, "If you want to go back to your grandmother's house, you have to take a long, long plane ride!

"Yes, Sun Wukong just ran to the sea and asked the Dragon King for a worthy weapon!" Yang Yi said.

Xixi was very puzzled, she asked, "Why can you go to the sea? Ma Ma said that the sea is terrible! Xixi can't go to the sea to play." ”

"Of course Xixi can't go to the sea to play, because Xixi hasn't learned to swim yet, but Sun Wukong can!" Yang Yi explained with a smile.

"Oh, learn how to swim!" Xixi nodded as if she didn't understand.

After a while, Yang Yi finally said that after Sun Wukong made a fuss in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, he got the treasure of the Dragon Palace, the Dinghai Divine Needle!

"It's a big and thick stick, but Sun Wukong can make it smaller, just as big as the stick in Dad's hand!" Yang Yi said excitedly, and also dismantled the mop, leaving the grip in his hand.

Xi Xi ran over with great interest and asked her father to play with her, of course, Xi Xi could grab it with two hands, but she couldn't wave the long grip, after all, she was still too small.

"This golden hoop stick, it weighs 13,500 catties! Even if it gets smaller, the weight hasn't changed! It's almost as heavy as my father's two or three cars!" Yang Yi said, "But Sun Wukong just happened to be in his hand, and when he held it in his hand, he was dancing wildly." ”

At first, Xixi was still thinking about the weight of two or three cars, but soon, the little girl's attention was completely attracted by her father's performance.

I saw Yang Yi mop the stick in his hand, and gestured a standing stick on the spot to look at the moon, then took a step back, and slapped the stick to the ground with his right hand, but the volley was hooked with his heel like a football, and it was balanced in the air just right!

Immediately, Yang Yi's toes flicked, the stick bounced into the air, he leaned sideways and held the middle part of the stick with his left hand, just the movement of his fingers and wrists, and the stick spun like a big windmill.

"Woo woo!" the hollow stick played an afterimage, and also played a whistling wind!

"Wow!" Xixi exclaimed, her eyes widened without blinking, and her two little hands were raised in the air, as if she also had a stick in her hand, and she was writhing unconsciously.

Of course, Yang Yi had never learned monkey opera before, but he has always been a die-hard fan of Liu Xiaolingtong, so he watched a lot of videos of his performances. With his skills, it is naturally impossible to be as lively as a six-year-old child, but it is still no problem to imitate it a little and fool his daughter!

"That's it, Sun Wukong got his handy weapon, and the dragon king, shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the East China Sea Dragon Palace were also very happy to send this troublemaker away!" Yang Yi danced the "golden hoop stick" for a while before stopping to finish the story.

But at this moment, the little girl no longer cared about listening to the story, her eyes were full of little stars, and she praised adoringly: "Baba is so amazing!"