Chapter 82: Propaganda

When he returned to the community, it was already more than eight o'clock, Su Zimo walked steadily down from the big truck with Su Xi'er in his arms, and Gong Jiuge jumped down from the car directly with a bag of canned milk powder, and he didn't want to pose a poss, but unfortunately no one appreciated it. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Brother Mo, you guys go up, I'll go back to my uncle directly after I park the car" Chen Dazhuang rolled down the window and said honestly to Su Zimo and the three people under the car.

Su Zimo nodded, and said in an extremely sincere tone, "Okay, big brother, I really want to thank you today."

Su Xi'er, who was a little tired in her arms, saw this scene, blinked a pair of ignorant big eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Thank you, uncle" Although the voice was not loud, it was expanded several times in the quiet community, making her immature voice fall into the ears of others word for word.

The people present were stunned for a moment and smiled at each other.

Chen Dazhuang touched the back of his head, showed an innocent smile to Su Xi'er, and then said to several people, "Then I'll go first"

Su Zimo nodded and said, "Let's drive", and watched Chen Dazhuang start the truck and slowly drive it towards the parking lot.

Although it is more than eight o'clock in the evening, the community is not very quiet, many tenants are walking below, and they can still hear the sound of children playing and the worried voices of the elderly, and the mood is relieved a lot.

Su Zimo thought for a moment, walked to a seesaw with Su Xi'er in his arms, put it on the side end under his big ignorant eyes, held the other party's two white and tender little hands and put them on the handle in front of him, and then walked to the other end and sat down gently.

Su Zimo accurately grasped the strength after a little try, and just like that, he used his feet to support the land and began to slowly sway rhythmically up and down.

At first, Su Xi'er still had a little puzzlement in her eyes, but as time passed, her pale little face brought a look of joy, and she kept making "giggles" of immature laughter.

The child's immature and cheerful voice can best evoke the hidden emotions in people's hearts, so it attracts the attention of people passing by, looking at the handsome father and beautiful girl frolicking in the moonlight, the corners of the mouth can't help but rise, revealing a envious and warm smile.

As for Gong Jiuge on the side, he stood in place and didn't bother, but looked at the warm scene in front of him with a smile on his face, and didn't forget to take out his mobile phone and constantly make a "click" sound to the two people on the side.

Time passed little by little, Su Zimo didn't feel tired, looking at Su Xi'er's smiling little face, her heart was full of love, the time gradually came to nine o'clock, watching the crowd in the community gradually decrease, and the sound of children frolicking was gone, only the broken sound of others chatting remained.

Su Zimo paused, stopped his shaking feet, and after controlling the seesaw to stabilize, he walked to Su Xi'er and hugged him.

Su Xi'er was so happy that she kissed Su Zimo on the face and buried her in the other party's arms.

Su Zimo's heart had recovered a lot, showed a handsome smile, waved his hand to Gong Jiu Ge on the side, greeted him, and walked in the direction of his home.

Fifteen minutes later, Su Zimo pushed open the door and walked in, Gong Jiuge, who was accompanying him, closed the door with his hand, and the former walked straight to the sofa, put Su Xi'er on the top and walked to the balcony to put away a few clothes on it.

Then he walked back to the sofa and picked up Su Xi'er, and walked to the bathroom after talking to Gong Jiuge.

Gong Jiu Ge was bored, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to turn on the TV and watch the boring TV series playing inside.

After Su Zimo spent more than ten minutes cleaning the other party, he put on cute cartoon pajamas, and with his ignorant little expression, the whole person looked cute and cute, and hugged him to the sofa.

Su Zimo didn't stop for a moment, picked up the milk powder on the table and walked quickly to the kitchen, spent three minutes boiling the water, found a clean bowl, took out a spoonful of milk powder and put it in the bowl, poured the boiling water in, stirred it carefully with a spoon, and finally carefully brought it to the table in front of the sofa.

Looking at the frolic between Gong Jiu Ge and Su Xi'er, he couldn't help but smile, turned his head to look at the steaming milk powder in front of him, stretched out his white palm and fanned it hard for a while, when he felt that it was not very hot, he took out a spoonful and tried it, the temperature was just right, and let Su Xi'er sit over.

Su Xi'er looked at Su Zimo holding the bowl and faced herself, feeling a little puzzled, and said in a glutinous voice, "Dad, I... I'm not hungry, you eat"

Su Zimo showed a bright smile when he heard this, and said softly, "Xiao Xi'er, come, drink this bowl"

After Su Xi'er let out a sigh, she honestly opened her pink little mouth and swallowed what Su Zimo had fed herself.

Two minutes later, Su Zimo looked at the petite Su Xi'er opposite and burped, then smiled and put the bowl down.

Suddenly thinking of something, he asked Gong Jiu Ge, "By the way, Jiu Ge, what is your situation in the afternoon?" ”

Gong Jiu Ge was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted, and said in a tone of Dese, "You mean the competition?" What kind of person is my brother, Gong Jiuge?! The result is definitely proper, there is no suspense, although I can't compare to you, but I still have one hundred and eight finals in the division, haha"

Su Zimo nodded, automatically ignored the tone of the other party's second goods, and said in a somewhat curious tone, "What song are you singing?" Original or cover? ”

Gong Jiu Ge said, "I'm so talented, of course it's original."

Su Zimo nodded, and didn't ask any further, anyway, when the time came, everything was naturally clear, he lowered his head, looked at Su Xi'er's delicate little face, and smiled, "Are you sleepy?" ”

When Su Xi'er heard this, she climbed into Su Zimo's arms, looked at each other with a pair of ignorant big eyes, and said in a milky voice, "Dad, I'm not sleepy yet"

Su Zimo smiled and nodded, and no longer bothered Gong Jiuge, hugging Su Xi'er and watching TV.

After a while, Su Zimo looked at the picture from the TV and became more and more sleepy, without him, it was a drama of the Anti-Japanese War, in which the protagonists were basically one enemy and one hundred, and they were killed one by one after dodging the strafing of bullets.

Su Zimo rubbed his eyes, glanced at Gong Jiuge, who was also a little sleepy on the side, and thought about it, just when he wanted to pick up Su Xi'er, an advertisement was suddenly inserted into the TV.

When I looked at it, it was a promotional video of Dream Chasing Song, and I sat down again, looking at the faces of dozens of contestants flashing in the picture with interest.

"The fairy tale says that there will be a rainbow after the rain

But he never said that it would too, in an instant

I want to hold the splendor tightly in my hand

Suddenly I found that you were gone"

At this time, a contestant wearing a white T-shirt appeared on the stage, and his face was mosaic, singing a sad song, and when the curtain was about to end, the light spots in the audience formed a sea of light, and at the same time, three blood-boiling "bang" sounds sounded.

"In the battle of the top 108 in the Guangtian Division, dark horses have emerged, and the most dazzling existence among them is what kind of singing voice conquers the audience and judges, please look forward to Mango TV on August 10th"

The picture freezes here, and a voiceover with a magnetic sound sounds.

"Yo Yo Yo, yes, it's going to start promoting so soon, it looks like it's going to be popular" Gong Jiu Ge said with a smile and applause.

Su Zimo said "good night" with a smile, picked up Su Xi'er, and walked towards the room.

The rest of Gong Jiuge was also bored, turned off the TV, and lay on the sofa with his head in his hands, looking at the ceiling with his eyes, and a shrewd look flashed from time to time.