Although they are all artists, Han Mo is much more worry-free than others, he doesn't need to deal with the media, nor does he need to deal with external interference, as long as he does his best and concentrates on making music, the rest of the things are handled by Meng Si, and there is a Xiao Pang who is eager to help.

Xiao Pang Xie has taken over all the work of fan maintenance and online promotion, all of which are used in his spare time, and he also made it clear that he does not want to be paid, often saying that as a senior fan of Han Mo, this is what he should do.

Each song that Han Mo participated in the competition will become the most listened to song on the next week's weekly gold song chart, and after the whole competition, Meng Si will integrate all the songs sung by Han Mo into an album and release it for sale.

As for some interviews and programs, Meng Si picked the quality, and felt that it was not enough for Han Mo to plug his teeth, so he basically politely refused, which is roughly the same as Han Mo's thoughts, he doesn't particularly like to participate in TV shows, if it weren't for his debut, he might not even participate in the "Looking for a Good Voice" program.

Less time for other artists to run announcements, Han Mo can concentrate on doing what he likes, at this stage, the work is still relatively simple, and the time is fixed.

Although he didn't need to pick up the children from school, Han Mo still came back at the usual time and went home directly to prepare dinner, his mother was doing activities outside and hadn't come home yet, and his father and Xuanxuan should be on the way home.

has been busy in the kitchen for a while, suddenly there is a sound of opening the door outside, someone is back, Han Mo has not been sure who is coming back, he heard the excited voice of the little guy.

"I'm going to show my dad the picture I made, and it's going to be exhibited at school tomorrow. Daddy, Daddy. Xuanxuan saw her father's shoes on the shoe rack and knew that he had returned.

As soon as the words fell, he heard the footsteps of the little guy, Han Mo looked up, and Xuanxuan was already standing at the door, "Dad, this is the picture I painted." ”

I saw the little guy standing at the door of the kitchen holding a piece of drawing paper with both hands, on the painting paper was a "special" room, there were a few little people, the composition was a little strange, and the scattered furniture might be very different, Han Mo couldn't tell it clearly.

He wiped the water on his hands, walked to Xuanxuan, took the painting in the child's hand, admired it carefully, and then touched the top of Xuanxuan's head dotingly, "Tell Dad about your new work." In fact, Han Mo couldn't see the theme of the child's painting, and he was afraid that saying the wrong thing would affect the little guy's enthusiasm for painting.

Xuanxuan took her father's hand out of the kitchen very proudly, "Dad, let's go to the living room." ”

The little one asks dad and grandpa to sit side by side on the sofa and then pretends to be the teacher, and the little ones like to imitate the teacher's speech when they come home, so the words and deeds of the preschool teacher are especially important.

Fortunately, Ding Rou is a gentle and kind teacher, and the little guy is also a well-behaved little one every time he learns from her, but her manners and movements imitate adults, and she still looks very interesting.

Ding Rou has a movement, maybe she is used to it, her hair is very long, draped behind her, sometimes it falls down to her chest, she always subconsciously brushes her hair, and then smooths the long hair back to the back of her shoulders.

This action is actually available to many girls with long hair, but Ding Rou's small action is very frequent, which may be related to her long hair, Han Mo didn't care about it, and he didn't notice it when he picked up the child and went to the kindergarten to participate in the activity for so long, and then the little guy had to brush his hair every time he learned from the teacher's appearance, and sometimes her braids were obviously tied up, and she would still do this action on purpose.

Han Mo later found out that it was Ding Rou's small action to brush her hair, and every time the child learned from her, she performed it perfectly, which made Han Mo a little crying and laughing.

The little guy stood in front of the sofa, raised her chin slightly, and made a trademark hair-brushing motion, at this time she was actually combing her balls.

"We are now applauding and ask Xuanxuan to introduce her paintings to everyone. The tone of the little guy's voice and his eyes were very exaggerated.

Han Mo whispered in his father's ear, "She is imitating the homeroom teacher Ding Rou." ”

The old man smiled and nodded.

The little one suddenly ran to the side, and walked back to the center of the living room with small square steps, "This picture I painted is my future home, this is a house, and there are clouds below, and our house can fly in the sky with the clouds." This is my dad. The little guy pointed to a simple little figure with a circle and a few small lines.

"This is Grandpa. The little hand pointed to another little figure with the same structure, and the grandfather looked roughly the same as the father, except that the father had four hairs on his head and the grandfather had three.

"It's, Grandma, Mom and I. She pointed to the other three little people, the only difference was also in the hair, mother's is more and longer, grandma's is slightly shorter, and Xuanxuan's own head is a blackened circle, which should represent the head of the ball.

Han Mo is used to Xuanxuan's abstract paintings, Han Jun is still the first time to see it, stretching his head, deliberately wearing reading glasses, and trying to appreciate his granddaughter's painting, this is Xuanxuan's first time painting his grandfather, the old man looked for a long time and didn't feel like himself.

Xuanxuan finished learning herself, and quickly changed roles to learn Ding Rou.

First made a gesture of brushing her hair, and then immediately exaggerated her expression, "I hope Xuanxuan can draw more and better paintings in the future." Then he took the lead and applauded.

Han Mo and Han Jun also applauded in cooperation.

The little guy took the painting and slipped into his father's arms, "Dad, Mr. Ding also said that I should learn more from you, and I will become a painter in the future." ”

Han Mo pinched Xuanxuan's little face, "Xuanxuan will definitely be better than what her father painted in the future." ”

The little one was in his father's arms for a while.

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Chen Yuehong came back to help Han Mo cook, although there were more people eating, but it was much faster than before Han Mo cooked alone, four dishes and one soup, and it was quickly ready.

Chen Yuehong has a cheerful personality and is very quick in doing things, but she came to her son, and her son didn't let her interfere in the cooking, so she could only do some help, even if she started, she also gave full play to her advantage of being fast.

Seeing that her son is becoming more and more capable, in fact, the heart of the mother is not so happy, before coming to the northern capital, the son who did not touch the spring water with ten fingers, now he doesn't even think about four dishes and one soup, and he cooks and changes skewers every day, which is not the same as nutrition. When the mother sees it in her eyes and hurts in her heart, she may not have suffered much over the years to do this.

Chen Yuehong vigorously gave Han Mo vegetables, "Son, eat more, you have lost weight." ”

In fact, Han Mo himself knows that he has obviously gained weight recently, but in the eyes of his mother, no matter how fat he is, he is thin, and he eats less, and he is especially afraid that she will serve rice, and the biggest bowl will have to be pressed hard, Han Mo really can't eat it and doesn't want to waste it, so every time he cooks it, he quickly and secretly takes a bowl out of it.

The little guy is the most well-behaved when he eats, and the special small dinner plate and bowl are full, because it is night, Han Mo used to limit it, afraid that the child would not eat too much and sleep well at night if he was not hungry or full.

Of course, this was before the grandparents came, and now the little guy is at full power, eating as much as he wants, because with the support of his grandparents, no matter how Han Mo explains, it is useless, in the old man's heart, it is a good thing to be able to eat.

Han Mo had no choice but to acquiesce.