This is a big house, Wu Zheng is sitting on a rattan chair on the balcony, making a cup of Longjing in front of him, and reading the script in his hand intently.

The sound of footsteps sounded from far and near, and a beautiful woman in slippers broke in.

Wu Zheng's face did not show the slightest unhappiness of being disturbed, but smiled and took his wife into his arms.

"Look at this. Shu He found a comfortable position in her husband's arms, and handed the tablet in her hand to him as if offering a treasure.

Wu Zheng took the tablet, and the screen showed a video of a boy singing to a group of autistic children. The video ended quickly, and Wu Zheng saw that his wife also forwarded it on the scarf - "I like this song so much, kind little handsome guy." I hope you will pay more attention to the children of the stars."

"How is it?" Shu He stared at Wu Zheng with a burning expression of expectation.

"Good singing. Wu Zheng thought about it and added: "The appearance is very good, a very good young man." ”

"Oops. Shu He snorted speechlessly: "I'm asking you to listen to the song, how about this song?"

As a director's professional habits, Wu Zhenghui misunderstood his wife's intentions, and he hurriedly made amends: "The song is very good." ”

Shu He finally heard the evaluation he wanted, and nodded with satisfaction: "What you said is right, it's good for people." ”

"What's wrong? suddenly pay attention to these?" Wu Zheng picked up a strand of long hair in front of him and played with it carefully.

Shu He glanced at him, and said angrily: "What does it mean to suddenly pay attention to these? I am a public welfare ambassador who calls for caring for autistic children, and I have always been very concerned about this aspect." ”

"Yes, my Majesty the Queen. So what are you telling me about now? You know I haven't had time to shoot a public service announcement for you lately. Wu Zheng tightened his embrace, causing his wife to giggle.

"Don't make a fuss.." Shu He straightened his messy hair, sat up straight and looked directly into Wu Zheng's eyes, and said seriously: "I want to buy this song as a promotional song for our 'Stars', what do you think?"

Wu Zheng nodded and agreed: "It's good, I think it's good." The point is that if you like it, you can do anything. ”

"Then I'll contact the singing kid now..."Shu He laughed happily, got up and wanted to leave, but was pulled back by a big hand.

"What, don't make a fuss.."

"There's no urgency about this, I'll sit down for a while when I'm here. ”

"Ahh Giggles, you bad guy. ”

...

Yang Yang went home.

Two days ago, he told Xue Lan on the phone about the big sale of his songs, but Xue Lan was very happy, and then his voice suddenly became choked, urging him to come back quickly. After the school holidays, Xue Lan, as a teacher, patronizes her baby son at home every day.

It happened that after the charity performance, Yaguang gave the trainees a half-month vacation, and Yang Yang thought about it for a while and booked a ticket home.

As soon as she got off the high-speed train, Xue Lan was already waiting at the station entrance.

When they met, they didn't say a word before their eyes turned red, and said that Yang Yang was "dark, thin, and taller".

Yang Yang was a little embarrassed, but his heart was warm.

On the way home, Xue Lan drove to the vegetable market, bought a lot of chickens, ducks, fish, meat, fruits and vegetables, and called Yang Chaonan to go home early in the evening.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, Yang Yang really felt that the whole person was relaxed, and then while watching TV, he talked to Xue Lan, who was busy in the kitchen, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, it was already full of sunset, and the house was full of fragrant food.

When the time came to 6:40, Yang Chaonan got off work on time, Yang Yang opened the door and brought him slippers. Yang Chaonan stared at his familiar and strange son through the thin glasses, and the first thing he said was: "You wrote those two songs?"

Yang Yang was stunned for a moment, and was about to nod his head to admit it, when Xue Lan shouted at the two of them: "Stand at the door and talk about what day, wash your hands and eat first." ”

Xue Lan was busy all afternoon, making a table full of delicious food like magic, and Yang Yang couldn't stop moving his chopsticks anymore.

Yang Chaonan didn't correct his bad habit of gobbling up for the first time, but poured himself a glass of beer for the first time, took a sip and said thoughtlessly: "It's not bad." ”

Yang Yang stopped his mouth, and looked blankly at his father, who had never drunk as a surgical expert, and realized whether what he said just now was good wine or himself.

"The little nurses in our hospital don't know where to know what those two songs are called... The songs of "Meet" and "Tears into Poems" were written by you, and they almost filled my office, so I had to help you get an autograph. ”

As he spoke, Yang Chaonan took out more than a dozen albums from his briefcase, all of which were printed with the words "Meet Rice Grains".

Yang Yang swallowed the food in his mouth and asked rhetorically, "Are you sure you want my autograph?"

"Your dad is not confused?" Yang Chaonan glared at him angrily and explained: "They say that the signature of the singer is not unusual, but the signature of the singer is rare." ”

"You can sign it casually, I have agreed. When Yang Chaonan said this, his expression was very casual, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, but the corners of his mouth that were inadvertently raised secretly let Yang Yang know. The always serious father is now very happy and proud, and his vanity is greatly satisfied.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs and buy a signature pen and sign each one. Yang Yang nodded dryly.

Yang Chaonan coughed lightly, silently took out a brand-new signature pen from his bag, and then added in a vague way: "I bought it by the way after work." ”

Yang Yang: "..."

Xue Lan on the side held the bowl and snickered, and whispered to Yang Yang: "The two songs you wrote, your father has listened to them hundreds of times." Now there are only those two songs that are looped in the bus every day when I go to and from work, and the lyrics are memorized. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about, how can it be so exaggerated?" Yang Chaonan hurriedly explained, his face a little flustered.

Yang Yang looked at Yang Chaonan's embarrassed appearance, held back a smile, and continued to eat, but his heart was warm.

This dad of mine is really cute.

No need to train, no need to go to school, Yang Yang eats and sleeps every day, and occasionally comes to the rooftop on a whim to sing a few songs in his memory, and his life is simply not too comfortable.

That afternoon, Yang Yang, who was about to get moldy, asked Wu Junming to go out to play ball.

After a few months, the relationship between the two people became more casual and intimate when they met again.

"Whoosh", Yang Yang made a beautiful long-range three-point shot, and the basketball went into the basket.

Wu Junming shook his head while running to pick up the ball: "It's really boring to play with you, there is no suspense every time." ”

"Okay. Yang Yang pulled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his face, and said with a smile: "Next time I'll release water." ”

"That's what you said. Wu Junming had a "I take it seriously" expression.

After two more rounds, a few boys sat on the sidelines to rest.

Yang Yang gulped and drank half a bottle of water, and turned his head to see that Wu Junming was holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"When did you learn it?" Yang Yang asked casually.

"Morning. In the past, you ran away with Su Mo after school, and you haven't been with us, who knows. Wu Junming wanted to spit out a smoke ring, but unfortunately failed.

Su Mo. When Yang Yang heard this name again, his heart moved, and he asked, "How is Su Mo now?"

"I knew you were going to ask this. Wu Junming smiled, and then said with a regretful face: "You may be disappointed." ”

"She has a boyfriend?!" Yang Yang's heart skipped a beat, and even he didn't know why he was so nervous.

"It's not. Wu Junming shook his head, "She's the same as you, she has changed schools." ”

"Transfer?!" Yang Yang frowned.

Well, I heard that she wanted to continue studying ballet, so her family sent her to an art school, and she was going to be admitted to a dance academy in the future. ”

Ballet.. Yang Yang nodded a little distractedly, and his heart felt inexplicably empty.

Wu Junming was still smoking a cigarette in one puff, trying to spit out a smoke ring.

Yang Yang suddenly said, "Bring me one." ”

Wu Junming was stunned, but he quickly took out a cigarette and gave it to him.

Yang Yang nodded skillfully and took a deep breath.

His mouth opened, and a beautiful smoke ring popped out of his mouth, slowly expanding, and finally dissipating without a trace.