Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Detective Heart of Old Literature and Art
Although the baby was bitter, the baby did not say it, because he wanted to tell a story: "From the moment of the ball and the hurried separation, the prince has been thinking about Princess Cinderella day and night. It was decided in the prince's mind that he had to find the beautiful princess. But no matter who I inquired about, I couldn't find out about the princess. The only evidence left was one of the princess's crystal slippers. Then the prince said to his men, "Go find the girl who fits this shoe." ”…”
"The prince is finally going to find Cinderella, yes! Xin'er thinks the big brother is still very good!" the little girl looked like she was happy.
Ye Hao: "..."
When the prince finally found Cinderella with the slipper, the little girl almost jumped out of her seat with joy, but fortunately she was fastened with a seat belt.
"yes! Cinderella has finally become a beautiful princess! Xin'er is so happy!"
Soon after, Cinderella and the prince held a wedding ceremony, and the scene was grand and lively. "Congratulations!Congratulations!" were heard everywhere. The people of the whole country sincerely congratulated them. Cinderella lived happily ever after......"
"Okay, the whole story is over!" Ye Hao let out a sigh and said with a smile.
"Big brother is really good!" The little girl's eyes were full of admiration, her eyes flashed, and she said coquettishly: "Big brother, can you tell another story to Xin'er?"
Ye Hao is the most coquettish to children, and he will talk about one more!
Just as he was about to speak, the beautiful driver on the side preemptively said: "Although I also want to continue listening, but... Your destination has arrived. ”
Hearing this, Ye Hao turned his head and looked out, yes, it was really the door of his own community.
Ye Hao was about to say goodbye, but the little girl was not happy, held Ye Hao's hand tightly, and shouted: "Big brother, don't go, Xin'er wants to listen to your story." ”
Then, he turned his head to look at his aunt and said, "Auntie, you big villain!"
Beautiful driver: "..."
Obviously, Ye Hao was also very distressed about this "little devil", and said with a smile: "Xin'er, it's not your aunt to blame, but the eldest brother has really arrived home." ”
Although Xin'er is only five or six years old, she is very sensible.
"yes!"
"That's... Okay—" Xin'er said listlessly, then let go of her hand.
Seeing this, Ye Hao was also a little unbearable, and suggested: "Otherwise, when I have time to go to Xin'er's kindergarten to tell you a story!"
Hearing this, Xin'er's eyes lit up again, and she said happily: "Is what the big brother said true?"
"Of course!"
"Okay, then pull the hook with Xin'er!" I saw Xin'er stretch out her little thumb.
"The hook hangs for a hundred years!"
"Ding!"
"The task is complete, please check it out with the host. ”
…
When I got home, as soon as I entered the door, I saw my parents chatting happily on the sofa.
Ye Hao doesn't have to guess, he doesn't have to ask, it must be a matter of buying a car.
At this time, when the mother saw her son coming home, she immediately got up and greeted her: "Hao'er, why did you go home so late today?"
"Today I went to make a movie with the crew in the company. Ye Hao touched his head and smiled, in fact, he also wanted to add a sentence "I wrote the script of this movie".
But after thinking about it, I still didn't say it, after all, the second elder was just surprised by his musical talent yesterday, and he definitely couldn't stand it if he came back like this today.
However, listening to my mother's ears, it looked very tall, and she said excitedly: "Really, making a movie?
Belch... Ye Hao didn't know how to answer.
After all, the script of this movie was written by himself, and just based on his relationship with Zhang Laona, it is not easy to arrange a character for himself at random.
But Ye Hao himself knew that even if he had this idea, he really didn't have the ability to do it with his current self.
So, he had no choice but to smile: "Mom, your brain hole is too big, I'll go and help out, and open my eyes by the way!"
"It's good to open your eyes! Anyway, Hao'er, you want to do this in the future, so you should save some experience!" said my mother.
"Come on!" Dad listened for a while, and suddenly said, "I think Hao'er is still good at music." Think about it, Hao'er helped others write eight songs and got paid 100,000 yuan, if you write a few more, then our family will not be rich! And Hao'er himself said that he has good songs!"
When my mother heard this, she was really reasonable, and she put one hand to her chin and muttered something, and the next second, her eyes immediately lit up: "How much will it cost if you write a hundred songs? More than one million! This is worth our family's income for several years!"
Gotcha, Mom's money-loving problem is up again!
"Mom and Dad, someone has to come and buy my songs!" Ye Hao felt powerless for the second elder.
This brain hole and imagination are richer than his!
"That's right! Hao'er is right, I still have to work hard now!" The old mother looked suddenly enlightened.
Hearing this, my father was almost speechless, and said depressedly: "I mean to let Hao'er try to devote more energy to music on the premise of doing a good job, and I don't mean that Hao'er is not allowed to work!"
After a pause, my father said again: "Also, the big girl in the next door didn't be a singer before!
Obviously, the meaning is that because of poverty, others look down on our family. Moreover, more importantly, Ye Hao and Wang Qingxue have been interested in each other since they were children, which is something that both families know very well, and then they simply moved directly, not because they were afraid that their daughter would fall in love with Ye Hao, a poor boy, to put it bluntly, they looked down on Ye Hao.
Everyone understands the meaning, but they just don't want to explain it, and they can't explain it...
"Yes!" the mother wondered, "but does it matter?"
"You don't understand this as a woman, right?" Dad pushed his glasses, looked like a detective, and continued to explain: "You think, if Hao'er has some achievements in music and is also a little famous, then Hao'er can take the opportunity to help that big girl write songs! And I have heard Hao'er's songs, they are definitely good songs, better than more than eighty percent on the market!"
Dad took a sip of tea and continued: "And how important a good song is to a singer, this can determine whether they can be popular or not! Besides, I heard that the album sales of that big girl in the past two years are very average!"
"If, I said yes, if our Hao'er's song can make that big girl popular, see how their family will react when they arrive, and whether they will dislike our family!"
Hearing this, my mother clapped her hands and said, "Wonderful! Lao Ye, when did you become so powerful!"
Even Ye Hao couldn't help but stretch out his thumb when he heard it, your old literature and art deserve to be old literature and art, this series of analysis is reasonable and well-founded, and it is completely impossible to question it.
Even Sister Wang Qingxue's album sales know how well you don't want to be a detective when you don't waste your talent!
PS: The update is a little slow, but tomorrow will be off, I will update it earlier tomorrow, try not to delay!