The old man has been busy these days, as Han Mo expected, and he has been doing things seriously, but this time it is his son's business, so he is even more at the top of his heart.

Han Mo watched his father get busy again, and his heart was also happy, when the little guy was there, Han Jun still picked up the children to and from school, played with his granddaughter, and when the children were not at home, they began to trumpet the things that his son explained, and he had to discuss with Han Mo at night, and the days passed quickly.

On Saturday morning, the little one didn't have to go to school, and he was very excited to know that his grandfather was going to be on TV like his father.

"Grandpa, Xuanxuan can see you on TV at night, just like she used to see her father. ”

Han Jun pinched the little guy's face, "Of course, Xuanxuan can see grandpa's performance today." ”

"Is it like this?" the little guy learned to play the piano like his grandfather usually did, his two little hands pretending to play in the air, very rhythmic, and his head still swayed with the gestures.

Xuanxuan's small appearance is funny and cute, which makes Han Jun and Chen Yuehong laugh.

"Dad, let's go. Han Mo walked out of the room, his clothes didn't need to be prepared by himself for a long time, and many sponsors begged Meng Si to let Han Mo wear their brand clothes.

Han Jun straightened his waist and pulled the corner of the dress.

Han Mo saw the black dress his father was wearing, and said casually, "Our clothing is provided by a sponsor, Dad, you don't have to wear your own." ”

The old man pouted disdainfully, "The clothes they provide can be as good as mine? I wear this dress, and I don't know how many stages I have performed on all over the country." ”

Han Mo took a closer look at the old man's black dress, his father often performed in the theater when he was young, and he participated in countless competitions and performances in China, and when he was a little older, he focused on teaching, and the students he brought out followed his old path and appeared on major domestic stages.

The old man's clothes belong to the decent black model, and they are not outdated, as long as his father likes it, Han Mo didn't plan to say anything, he originally wanted him to change it before he went on stage, but if you think about it, forget it, put it on and take it off, the old man will definitely be unhappy.

The northern capital has entered the rainy season, and there has been light rain these days, but it has not hindered the enthusiasm of fans to get close to idols, and they have been guarding the door of the Apple TV building early, holding the idol's sign.

The old man sat in the nanny car, looking at the crowded fans at the gate, with his son's name written on the huge fan card, and an indescribable sense of pride in his heart.

Meng Si saw that the old man's eyes had been falling on the fans outside the window, and said with a smile, "Uncle, those are all fans of Han Mo, and we will avoid being surrounded by fans for a while, so we go in through the back door." After saying that, he smiled again.

Meng Si was very polite to the old man, knowing that he was a professor at the Conservatory of Music, he was upright, and he was in awe when he looked at it, and he also felt that the old man didn't talk much, and he was a stuffy gourd like Han Mo, but Meng Si was a good person, and he could see the pride in the eyes of the silent old man at a glance.

hurriedly added, "Xiao Momo is now popular in Beidu, the Internet is full of his news, believe it or not, if I announce his address now, within five minutes, your door will be full of Han Mo's fans." ”

The old man didn't say anything, his expression was still very serious, but the corners of his mouth had quietly twitched.

Meng Si observed the old man's micro-expression, "Xiao Momo is usually too low-key, and never takes the initiative to promote himself on the Internet, if you use a little brains to hype, it will be even more popular." He said in the affirmative.

The old man finally spoke, "It's better to keep a low profile, don't be like those young people, just bounce around all day long, just focus on your own works." ”

"Yes, what my uncle said is so right, we just use our works to speak, and we don't follow those crooked ways. ”

Han Jun nodded. When I first met Meng Si, I thought that this was short, dressed in fancy clothes, and spoke strangely, and I wondered how my son had found such an agent. Listening to him at this time, I feel quite reliable, and I also have some good feelings.

This is the ninth and penultimate game of "Find the Voice", after the last elimination of a singer, only five singers are left in this game, which is also the final lineup to participate in the finals, and this game will not be eliminated.

This match is crucial for every player, and in the past, the higher the position in each game, the last player to play in the next game, but in the Grand Finals, this tradition will be broken, and the players who are in the front of this game will be given priority to choose their order of appearance in the Grand Finals.

There are many big names in the No. 6 lounge, Chang Hao specially found a very well-known band in the circle to accompany him for this game, he is very interested in this game, although it is not the finals, but so many games have been suppressed by Han Mo and a newcomer, Chang Hao is very unconvinced.

"Brother Hao, I heard that Han Mo also asked for foreign aid today. The little assistant just ran back from the door, and hurriedly reported the news he had found to Chang Hao.

"Foreign aid, do you know what the origin is?" Chang Hao twisted his eyebrows, thinking that Han Mo also brought the band himself.

The little assistant sat next to Chang Hao and shook his head, "I don't know, I'm a little old, I shouldn't be an insider, I know all the well-known musicians in the northern capital, but I haven't seen him." ”

Chang Hao pursed his lips and didn't take it seriously.

"The band teacher we brought today is already the top in the northern capital, on this stage, we say second, no one dares to say first, Han Mo's qualifications are so shallow, he won't know any well-known musicians, so he can't be afraid. The little assistant said with a hippie smile.

Chang Hao put his hands around his chest, leaned into the sofa, and a smug smile appeared on his mouth.

Although it is not the first time for Han Jun to take the stage, it is the first time for him to accompany his son, and the mood is completely different, nervous, more nervous than any of his own games and performances.

If you make a mistake in your performance, you will lose your own face, but if you help your son accompany, it is related to your son's ranking.

Han Jun sat on the sofa and kept adjusting his sitting posture.

Han Mo sat next to his father and said with a smile, "Dad, you just need to play normally." ”

Meng Si also saw that the old man was very nervous, and followed with a smile, "We are original, and people can hear the slightest mistake." ”

The old man smashed his mouth, "Original songs should be more serious, how can you say such things." ”

"Yes, yes, Uncle is right. Meng Si originally wanted to comfort Han Jun, but he was reprimanded, and he didn't care about pandering to him.

There was applause at the front desk, the host had already taken the stage, and the program officially began.

Han Jun couldn't help but stand up and walk around the lounge.

Xiao Pang Xie was surprisingly quiet today, the first time he saw Han Jun, he was so excited that he stepped forward to shake hands and talk, the old man was not good at talking, and he had never met such an enthusiastic and active person, he was a little uncomfortable, so he didn't respond to Xiao Pang too much.

Xiao Pang thought that the old man didn't like him, and sat in the corner of the sofa very quietly, and he didn't dare to say much.