"Ouch, my little Momo, you finally answered the phone, I heard that many people called you yesterday, but you didn't answer" Meng Si was obviously teasing, but every word was with a smile.

Those missed calls were all concentrated in Shu Ya's time period when he was looking for her everywhere, so he didn't pay attention to the phone, and later saw that the missed calls were already at the door of the operating room, many of them were unknown numbers, and it was not convenient to call back, and then Han Mo forgot about it.

Han Mo sighed lightly, "What's the matter?"

Meng Si shook his head helplessly, he knew that Han Mo would not explain what he was doing in the field for so many days, except for knowing that others were in southern Jiangsu, he didn't know anything else, but what Meng Si didn't expect was that Han Mo actually took over a job in the field.

"Your micro-movie is now being played on a loop on major platforms. TV stations, video websites, and micro-customers, all of them have exploded, I don't know how many calls I have received about your invitation, and I was blocked in the office early this morning, and I don't even want the production team, so I want to invite you alone. Meng Si said in a proud tone, looking at the comments about "Father" that kept scrolling on the computer.

Han Mo didn't think about it so much, he just felt it before, and this song and this micro-movie are very much in line with his mood at the moment.

During the filming, Han Mo changed the script slightly, because the whole environment is different, so there are some bridges that have to be changed, and there are some plots in front of the original MV that do not match the background of this world, so Han Mo has made modifications.

After the song Thanksgiving was played together with the MV of the micro-movie yesterday, Han Mo didn't care anymore, except that he knew that the micro-movie was broadcast on Thanksgiving, and he didn't ask Wang Qian.

Hearing that Han Mo didn't react, Meng Si asked as if he had thought of something, "You don't know that "Father" is already popular, right?" ”

Han Mo really didn't know, and said casually, "I'm a little busy, so I didn't pay attention." ”

"Forget it, you can go about your own business, and we'll talk about it when you come back. Meng Si knew that if it weren't for Han Mo's very important matter, he wouldn't have returned to the Northern Capital for so many days, and he also knew that southern Jiangsu was Han Mo's hometown.

Hanging up the phone, Han Mo walked straight into the hospital.

In the hospital hall, patients, family members, and medical staff, Han Mo shuttled through the crowd.

"Why are your eyes swollen? Didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

"Hey, I watched the micro movie on Apple TV, and I played it on a loop a few times, and I cried every time. ”

"I watched it too, and when the theme song sounded, I couldn't control it. ”

"At first I was laughing, laughing and laughing and crying, and my husband asked me why I was crying all of a sudden. ”

"You also watched it, look at my eyes, I didn't have time to watch it during the day yesterday, I went back to watch it at night, but I didn't expect that the loop couldn't stop at all, and then I stopped watching the video and listened to the song "Father" all night. ”

Several nurses hurried past behind Han Mo.

There were a lot of people waiting for the elevator, Han Mo was wearing a black shirt, black pants, and a peaked cap, tall and tall, standing in the back.

When the elevator reached the first floor, the crowd surged, and Han Mo followed the crowd waiting for the elevator into the elevator together.

At the moment when the door was about to close, a magnetic muffled singing voice suddenly came to mind in the elevator.

"Time slows down, don't let you get old again

I'm willing to use me to switch you for a long time......"

A middle-aged man, who is somewhat bald, takes out his mobile phone and connects the phone.

Han Mo subconsciously glanced at the man who used "Father" as a ringtone, the song you just released yesterday, someone downloaded it as a mobile phone ringtone so soon, Han Mo thought that this micro-movie would be played, but he didn't know the frequency and scope of playback. Thinking about being made into a ringtone, maybe this is also a small probability thing.

On the small screen in the elevator, just after an advertisement was played, a shot of the daughter in the plot of "Father" watching her father leave the wedding scene suddenly appeared, accompanied by the theme song.

Everyone in the elevator couldn't help but look up at the video that was still going on.

The elevator stopped, Han Mo walked out of the elevator, he subconsciously glanced back at the moment he stepped out of the elevator, and people were still looking in the same direction.

"Grandpa, you're a little stupid, why can't you even guess this, haven't we all seen it last time?"

The crisp voice of the little one came from the hospital room.

"Excuse me, what dog can't bark. Xuanxuan sat on the edge of the old man's bed with a serious face, "Grandpa, if you can't guess this, hehe." The little one smiled wryly.

Shu Qiang thought for a moment, "Pug?"

"Not true. ”

"Pekingese?"

"Not true. ”

"What is that, grandpa can't answer. ”

"It's a hot dog, hahaha. ”

Han Mo walked into the room, and as soon as he caught a glimpse, he almost laughed.

I saw that the old man's head was full of small braids, all of which were colorful leather bands used by Xuanxuan, and then there were two extremely asymmetrical pigtails on Xuanxuan's head, which were not from Shu Yu's hand, but should have been tied by the old man just now.

Shu Yu took the things in Han Mo's hand, covered it and snickered, "When I wake up in the morning, Xuanxuan will come to find my grandfather, and then the two of them will start a smart duel." ”

Han Mo smiled and asked, "Which of the two of them won?"

"Look at the braid on his head, if he can't answer wrong, the other party can tie the braid on his head. Shu Yu's gaze fell on the top of the eldest uncle's flowery head, and he forced a smile.

Han Mo's gaze moved back and forth on the heads of the old man and the little guy, and finally fell on the old man's head, no wonder the old man's head was full of braids, it turned out that none of them were answered.

"Rock, scissors, paper. ”

"Grandpa, you lost, I'll ask you to answer. ”

The little one's outstretched scissor hand had not yet been withdrawn, and he screamed excitedly.

Shu Qiang smashed his mouth, "Oh, why did I lose again." ”

"Grandpa is so stupid, every time the city rock-paper-scissors order, hahaha. Xuanxuan's milky voice echoed in the ward.

"Oh, yes, why is my grandfather always in this order, next time I must change the order. The old man pretended to regret it.

"Uncle, Han Mo is here with breakfast, let's play after eating. ”

"Aunt Shuyu, my grandfather and I are not playing, we are competing. It's serious. The little guy had a serious face, and looked up at his little head with only two crooked pigtails, quite proud.

"Yes, Xiaoyu, don't talk nonsense, Xuanxuan and I are competing, where are we playing. ”

Shu Yuqiang couldn't help laughing, so he didn't laugh out loud, "Yes, yes, you are not playing, you are playing, you are in a knowledge challenge, this time is right." ”

"Hmm. The old man and the little one made a nasal sound in unison, and then nodded.

It's just that the old man's originally thick hair is tied with colorful pigtails at this time, and with his usual unsmiling expression, the picture is too beautiful to look at directly.

"Grandpa, my father's siu mai is the best in the world. The little guy saw Aunt Shu Yu handing the roasted wheat to her grandfather, dragging her little chin and saying proudly.

"Then you haven't eaten your grandfather's siu mai, and your grandfather's cooking is the best. "Old man, you don't admit defeat, he can deliberately lose to Xuanxuan, but he doesn't want to lose to others, especially in the heart of the little guy.

Xuanxuan pouted, "But Aunt Shuyu said that grandpa can't cook." ”

As soon as the words fell, just for a moment, the ward was quiet, and the air pressure on Shu Qiang's head suddenly decreased.

Shu Yu faintly felt a cold air coming from behind her, she glanced back weakly, and the eyes of the cold knife flew from the reassurance of the eldest uncle.

"Well, I'll go back first, and I'll come back in the afternoon. After speaking, Shu Yu ran away like oil under his feet.