(PS: I forgot to say it in the previous chapter.,The plot of the second half of the 31 chapters sent yesterday has been slightly modified.,Friends can review it when you have time.。 (*^__^*)）

Han Mo just thought that there would be feedback, but he didn't expect it to be so much, it's just a picture book, full of comments, and his book has more reviews than "Kate the Sheep" and "Baby Bear Paradise" combined, but his book was released a full month later than the first two, and he is a rookie author who does not have such a high readership base as the previous two authors.

Han Mo casually glanced at the comments below.

"I used to have picture books, and I had to read stories to them, but since I had this picture book, my children have started to tell me stories, and every time they add details, it's so cute. ”

"I bought it back first, but I really didn't expect that frog to be a prince later, hehe, it's interesting. ”

"I'm an art teacher in an elementary school and a mother, and to be honest, what struck me about this book was not only the wonderful story, but also the fact that every picture in the picture book was hand-drawn, and I don't know if anyone noticed it as much as I did. ”

"I agree upstairs, I was also attracted by the painting before I started to read the content, I also do educational work, I will read the books for children, I will first look at the book myself, this picture book is amazing. ”

"I'm really curious about who the Horse Knight is, I've never heard the name of this writer before buying so many storybooks. ”

This comment was followed by dozens of replies, all of which were written "+1" or agreed. From here, the style of the commentary changed, and everyone began to discuss the true identity of the author. Han Mo didn't look any further and exited the page, he didn't care much about other people's comments.

Turning off the computer Han Mo found that his mobile phone didn't know when it was turned to silent, 37 missed calls, click on it and see, it was all Meng Si, almost every three or five minutes to call, Han Mo was a little speechless, but this is also very in line with Meng Si's character, generally call once or twice and no one will give up, wait a minute, the other party will call back when he sees it, but Meng Si just keeps calling, until you answer the phone.

Han Mo guessed that Meng Si might really be in a hurry, clicked on the number and was about to dial, but suddenly the mobile phone rang, and Meng Si's name danced on the screen, Han Mo pulled the corner of his mouth and connected the phone.

Before he could speak, Meng Si's high-pitched voice exploded, "My little ancestor, what are you doing, why don't you answer the phone." ”

"I ......" It's really not good to not answer the phone in time, and Meng Si must have something important to notify him before calling, Han Mo just wanted to explain that the phone was accidentally muted, and he didn't wait to speak.

"Okay, I won't talk about it just now, just take it now. Meng Si seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and he got this matter over by himself, and Han Mo didn't open his mouth to explain anymore when he heard Meng Si say this.

"Tomorrow morning at half past ten in the No. 1 rehearsal room, today I finally made an appointment with Tian Yadong, the old guy Tian Yadong hated being late, he must not be late tomorrow. Meng Si's tone was full of dissatisfaction with Tian Yadong, but it was conceivable that he had said a lot of good things before he invited the other party, and there was still fire in his heart, and there was nowhere to send it.

Han Mo said lightly, "Okay." ”

Meng Si was holding back for too long, and there was no place to vent, so he told Han Mo a lot about how Tian Yadong looked down on newcomers, how he put on a show, how he played a big name, and he didn't even pay attention to him as a boss, and after talking for more than ten minutes, Han Mo maintained the state of "um, ah, oh", and seriously became a good listener, not cooperating, not stopping.

Meng Si said that he was tired, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Oh, transparent, comfortable, Xiao Momo, I have found another advantage of yours, an excellent listener, it is not easy to do this." Okay, you get off early and see you tomorrow. Meng Si's feminine closing words drifted into Han Mo's ears, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps.

......

Early the next morning, Han Mo simply cleaned up and went out, T-shirt, jeans, and a pair of sneakers, simple couldn't be simpler, although he signed a contract with Sichen Media, but at present, he is no different from roadside office workers, the only difference may be that his appearance is higher.

In fact, he didn't need Meng Si to remind Han Mo that he wouldn't be late, Meng Si was right about one thing, punctuality was one of his advantages, and he would deliberately arrive a little early every time.

The entire 19th floor of the Sichen Media Building is used for rehearsals, and the so-called No. 1 rehearsal room is the largest and most high-end of all rehearsal rooms.

Han Mo raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and the hour and minute hands drew an arc together, just pointing to the direction of 10 o'clock. He went out relatively early, knowing that he would arrive early, but this time it was a bit early, originally the No. 1 rehearsal room could make appointments with many people a day according to the time period, but Meng Si is boss and no one dared to mess with him, and this rehearsal room was theirs all day today.

Han Mo walked to the door, the lock of the rehearsal room had been opened by the assistant, he pushed open the door and turned around the empty rehearsal room, and faintly heard the sound of music coming from outside the door, the music came and went, and it seemed that it was also rehearsing.

Following the sound of the music, also because he had nothing to do, Han Mo walked out of the rehearsal room, and he found that the sound of music came from the No. 2 rehearsal room opposite.

The door of the rehearsal room was hidden, and Han Mo stood at the door just enough to see the situation inside, it was three teenagers, although they were dressed very maturely, and they were all dressed in shiny clothes, but Han Mo could still tell at a glance that they were fifteen or sixteen years old.

At this time, the music sounded again, one of the boys was singing and dancing hard, although Han Mo had not heard the song of this world, but as soon as he heard the rhythm and lyrics, he knew that this was a singing and dancing song with a strong sense of rhythm, and the lyrics were very mature, although the melody was not classic, but if the singer's dancing skills were solid, it should still be very interesting, not that the boy danced badly, but he always felt that his performance was a little difficult to explain.

Perhaps he himself realized this, and after a while, he stopped, turned off the music in frustration, and sat down directly in the corner, where another boy who had been sitting next to him walked to the center of the rehearsal room.

The prelude is very soothing, listen to the lyrics, it is a love song about broken love, a boy who looks like he is only fifteen or sixteen years old sings a love song, and he deliberately behaves like a fascination, singing until the chorus part almost roars out, trying his best to perform with the lyrics, Han Mo couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this.

It wasn't until the third boy finished performing that Han Mo, who was standing at the door, also saw why he had a strange feeling when he saw the three boys for the first time, in fact, their voices were very good, but it was a pity, Han Mo was a person who had nothing to do with himself, they were all artists of the company, and he didn't want to meddle in his affairs, so he was ready to turn around and leave.

Ding-dong, an information tip.

Han Mo accidentally touched the door when he took out his mobile phone, and the door was pushed open by his inadvertent movement.

The three boys in the rehearsal room looked in the direction of Han Mo in unison.