"Dad, do you miss me?" Xuanxuan's milky voice reached Han Mo's ears through the radio waves.

Han Mo couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, "Of course I do." ”

In fact, Xuanxuan is fine, just because she didn't see her father at night, she misses her father very much, and she is not very happy, as a homeroom teacher, Ding Rou only knew after seeing the child's abnormal inquiry, so she lent the phone to the child and asked her to call her father.

The father and daughter chatted for a while before reluctantly hanging up the phone.

Han Mo replied that the studio still had a smile on his face that did not retreat, he didn't explain much, just said sorry, and returned to the recording studio.

Jin Mei rolled her eyes in her heart, and looked at Han Mo coldly, at first she could pretend to be calm on the surface, but now Jin Mei completely removed her disguise, waiting for Han Mo to make a fool of herself, and did not hide her dissatisfaction with Han Mo at all.

Wang Qian is a heartless little girl on the surface, but in fact, her mind is very delicate, she can see that Han Mo's gentle and smiling expression seems to be reminiscing about the content of the phone call just now, but when she entered the studio, all the expressions were taken away, leaving only polite indifference.

Standing in front of the microphone again, Han Mo gestured to the recorder, he had not cooperated before, but the body language was the same everywhere, one or two simple gestures, there was no obstacle to communication at all.

"Baby, baby, I am your big tree, and I will accompany you to watch the sunrise all my life...... It's the first time you've been your dad, and we're all feeling a little complicated...... Baby baby time with a wave of your hand, you are forever precious ......"

Han Mo sang emotionally, the recording engineer and the staff listened carefully, looking for flaws in the singing, and if they were not satisfied, they would immediately stop and re-record, they were all very professional, even if there were minor deficiencies, they would be heard immediately, they looked at the computer screen, listened to the sound transmitted by Han Mo's microphone, and their lips kept their lips stopped, but they knew that the word did not come out at the last moment.

"Lalalala...... Lalalala...... Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of small stars...... Twinkle twinkle little star. How i wonder......”

After the last note was sung, the tuner made a gesture, and Han Mo took off the headset.

Jin Mei couldn't believe that this was over, she was still immersed in the singing voice of Han Mo, the team she brought was to find out the shortcomings in Han Mo's singing, and then replace him, just now Jin Mei herself only cared about listening to the song and forgot to find mistakes, she swept the five people behind her with a commanding eye.

After receiving the signal, the five people remembered their task, such a beautiful song, they all just listened to it, how could they have the leisure to find faults, a few people were a little embarrassed, you look at me, I look at you, they all hope that other people other than themselves can say something insightful, but no one spoke, they all avoided Jin Mei's eyes, and pretended not to understand.

The subordinates are unreliable, Jin Mei glared at the five people behind her fiercely, got up and walked towards the recording engineers, "Play what Han Mo sang just now, and I'll hear if there are any flaws." ”

The tuners paused when they heard Jin Mei's words, twisted their eyebrows and were a little dissatisfied, they are professional, they didn't stop just now, there must be absolutely no problem, Jin Mei's attitude now is obviously not to believe the results of their recording, although they are not happy, they didn't say anything, Jin Mei let them go, and they let it go.

As soon as Han Mo thought about it, he saw Jin Mei's menacing past in the glass window, he couldn't hear it inside, but he could feel that she was finding fault, so Han Mo simply stood in place, didn't go out, and waited for something to be bad and re-recorded.

Wang Qian doesn't care if Jin Mei wants to find fault or not, at this moment she is standing outside the recording room like a little fan girl, watching Han Mo's every move through the glass, the TV station often comes and goes with all kinds of stars, there is no shortage of popular little fresh meat, not to mention that she is infatuated with the desire to take a group photo Wang Qian has never had, but she just likes to listen to Han Mo sing.

Han Mo's singing voice was played again, Jin Mei snorted coldly in her heart, she didn't believe that there was nothing wrong with it, even if a professional singer didn't record a song three or five times, don't think of it, let alone an amateur.

The recording engineer is very satisfied with Han Mo's voice and has confidence in his profession, Wang Qian listens to the song again with enjoyment, while Jin Mei and her subordinates are completely different, they listen with their ears pricked up, for fear of missing a word, as long as there is something bad must be repeated.

Jin Mei did not believe in evil, and played it again and again, until she heard the last note stop, and did not find any flaws.

"Put it again. Jin Mei said in a tough tone.

At this time, Han Mo had already come out of the recording studio, standing behind a few people, the recording engineer gave him a thumbs up, he had been in the circle for so long, Han Mo's voice was the cleanest and most infectious they had encountered, whether it was the familiarity with the song or the sound quality, it was remarkable, but he was impatient and played it again for Jin Mei.

At the end of this time, Jin Mei was already a little impatient, and the cold knife's gaze swept towards the people she brought, and several people's hearts sank, and they didn't even dare to breathe, and their hearts said that it was useless to look at it, we really couldn't find fault with it.

Wang Qian knew that Jin Mei would not gain anything if she looped this song single into the evening today, and she said a little proudly, "Mr. Jin, can we sign a contract? Happy Valley's style is that time is paramount, we still have something to do in the afternoon, why don't we sign the contract quickly, and everyone is busy?"

Jin Mei is unwilling to admit defeat, but there is no way to accept it, the song has been listened to three times, there is no problem at all, no matter how insistent Jin Mei is, she can't distort the facts, "Mr. Han, you sing well, let's sign the contract, we will put this song on the market as quickly as possible." ”

Han Mo didn't care when they were put on the market, just get the money.

Although Jin Mei doesn't like Han Mo, she is still a resolute person in her bones, she can't change things, and she doesn't want to waste time, after signing the contract, she has a black face, she steps on the sky, and she takes a few of her subordinates out of the studio, and she doesn't even want to say anything when she is in a bad mood, and it just so happens that others don't want to talk to her.

After the people in Happy Valley left, the atmosphere in the studio became harmonious, the recording engineers are all engaged in music, and they have seen any singer in the studio for a long time, and some of them are basically not singers, and there is not a word in tune, but in their words, as long as you can read it, the buddies can make it into a song for you, it takes a short time, they naturally like Han Mo, which saves time and effort and everyone is happy.

chatted casually with the studio's recording engineer, and before he knew it, it was already noon, Dingdong's mobile phone rang, Han Mo glanced at the screen, it seemed to be a video with some clicks, there were too many news pushed every day, and he didn't care too much and put the phone back in his pants pocket.

......

In a rental house on the outskirts of Beidu, Zhang Xiang was lying on the bed on all fours, and the saliva at the corner of his mouth dripped on the pillow.

Ringing ring, a rapid mobile phone ringtone, woke up Zhang Xiang, who was dreaming of being an Internet celebrity, he frowned, did not open his eyes, groped on the bedside table with one hand for a while before touching the mobile phone, slid the screen casually, lazily squeezed out a word, "Hey......"

The moment it was connected, the other end of the phone shouted loudly, "Hey, hey, the dead fat man is still sleeping, you don't have the Internet." ”

Zhang Xiang was still in a half-asleep state, and he was very annoyed by the noise of his dead friend, "What a net, I want to sleep." ”

"Sleep on you big-headed ghost, hurry up and take a look at the video you posted yesterday, it's exploded, it's exploded. ”

Just woke up and his mind was a little sluggish, Zhang Xiang still closed his eyes, "What exploded." ”

"Boom you! Click,, get online. The friend scolded and hung up the phone.

Zhang Xiang slowly sat up from the bed, turned on the computer, and logged in to the account where he uploaded the video.

The page, which had been empty and the only one who left a message, was filled with comments, his eyes widened, and his gaze slowly moved to the position where the number of clicks was displayed, and the number of clicks was changing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

He couldn't believe his eyes, rubbed his sleepy eyes indiscriminately, swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes hard, stared away again, was stunned for a moment, gasped for a breath of cold air, and with a "snap", the mobile phone in his hand that he hadn't had time to put down fell to the ground.